Abyss Game: I am covered with cheats

The pain was especially noticeable in my body.

Besides that sensation, all that remained was a hazy feeling of mental bloating and dizziness, as if I had taken a hallucinogen.

From the moment he entered the room, the officer had felt his mind becoming somewhat ethereal, as if influenced by something.

Although before entering the room, their squad had been informed by the captain that SCP A-932 was a very dangerous item, with unknown properties and containment methods.

However, the officer hadn't expected the containment process to be so difficult.

Rather, they hadn't even seen the SCP yet.

Upon entering the room, the officer warily surveyed his surroundings.

It was an ordinary office, with documents piled haphazardly everywhere. Several SKPI containment site clerks lay on the ground, vomiting from all seven orifices, a truly unsightly scene.

The air was thick with a foul, fishy odor, like a mixture of blood and vomit.

"Everyone, stay alert!" the squad leader said from the front. "We're practically pre-selected members of the containment specialist team. The captain trusts us, which is why we're in this office. We must do everything we can to contain the SCP!"

"Yes, sir!"

The guards behind him responded loudly.

But a feeling of unease had quietly begun to spread among them.

Rustle, rustle—

A strange sound came from the depths of the office.

An old-fashioned, large-screen television sat there, displaying eerie lights. It seemed like someone was speaking, but the sound was unintelligible.

The image was torn and blurry, as if covered by a layer of static. One could only see the movement of pixel blocks, with no clue as to the actual content.

Just as the guards were about to take further action, a muffled thud was heard.

The captain, who had just been encouraging everyone, took a step forward and then fell heavily to the ground.

Vomit poured from his mouth, nostrils, ears, and even eye sockets.

"Heh heh heh—"

In his final moments, the captain let out a strange laugh, then his heart stopped beating, and he breathed his last.

"This…"

The first man fell, followed by the second, and then the third.

More and more colleagues fell, and the officer in the middle gasped for breath, unable to believe what he was seeing.

More and more colleagues around him fell, but he had no idea what was happening.

On the television, the garbled images continued to play, and the light source behind the screen seemed to grow stronger, almost completely taking over his vision.

Strange, seductive sounds echoed in his ears, and the chaotic static constantly stimulated his auditory system.

"Burp—"

He suddenly burped.

In that instant, it was as if his auditory system had been paralyzed. He couldn't hear any sound around him, only the strange, seductive music playing in his brain.

His vision was also gradually blurring. He took off his mask and desperately rubbed his eyes, but his field of vision was inevitably diminishing bit by bit.

"What… what's going on!"

He wanted to shout, but he didn't even have the ability to shout.

This… this is the terror of an A-class SCP?

Without the strength of a containment specialist, how could anyone possibly capture such an SCP?

And how on earth did containment specialists capture SCPs of this level?

This is too heaven-defying!

His body gradually lost control. The guard laboriously raised his hand, trying to crawl towards the door.

"Help… help…"

He managed to utter the last two syllables with his throat, but it was to no avail.

Because death was already at hand…

Just then, a dead man's arm emerged from his shadow, grabbing his throat tightly.

Guard: ??

Another dead man's arm emerged from the shadows and stuffed something cold into his mouth, forcibly making him swallow it.

Guard: ??? What did I just swallow?

Throat: I don't know!

Strangely, after his throat swallowed the strange object, his ability to control his body miraculously began to recover, and even his visual and auditory systems were slowly recovering.

It was as if the Grim Reaper had pulled him back from the brink of death, forcibly dragging him back from the gates of hell!

Before the guard could react, hurried footsteps came from the direction of the office door.

"Are you okay! I'm a containment specialist, I'm here to save you!"

Seeing Xu Tong rushing towards him, the guard's face immediately lit up with joy.

Then, the next second.

Xu Tong couldn't stop in time and accidentally stepped on the guard's hand.

"Oh! Crap, sorry!" Xu Tong said, moving his foot. "I didn't mean to."

As a result, he accidentally stepped on the other hand.

Guard: "…"

Xu Tong: "…"

Helping the guard up, the latter took a breath and said to Xu Tong, "You… you're a containment specialist?"

Xu Tong nodded, "Yes, I'm a containment specialist, I'm here to save you."

The guard was somewhat dazed, "Rea… really? Don't you feel uncomfortable at all?"

Xu Tong was taken aback, "Uncomfortable? What's uncomfortable?"

The first time he directly faced the eye that tore the sky in the copy, he had permanently awakened the three abilities of "Mental Control Immunity", "Mental Interference Immunity", and "Mental Destruction Immunity".

With these three abilities, Xu Tong wouldn't have any problems even facing an Outer God, let alone such a small SCP.

"Don't worry, I'm much tougher than you think. Just a little mental pollution is nothing to me."

The guard listened in a daze.

Xu Tong reached out his hand to him and asked, "Good brother, since you can survive, then we must have a connection. What's your name?"

"Me? I… I'm Karen O'Connell."

"I'm Xu Tong, we really have a connection. Since we're so connected, I'll give you a gift."

Saying that, Xu Tong took the lollipop out of his mouth and put it in Karen's hand, "Here, don't be polite."

Karen: ?

After speaking, Xu Tong turned his head and looked at the television at the end of the office.

"Alright, leave everything else to me, the containment specialist!"