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Dr. Wheeler's husband?

Before everyone could react, Lin Lang took out a videotape.

"Unfortunately, the contents of this tape have been irreversibly damaged, and only a short part of the footage can be seen..."

With the videotape put into the machine.

Soon, the picture lit up.

The first person who appears in the picture is a man.

The man was in his fifties and was very lanky.

He wears an expensive black suit, tailor-made.

Angular-cut facial features, thick gray hair and ~rimless glasses.

He also carried elaborate white gold jewelry: watches, cufflinks and a ring.

In other places, this man can also be called - old gentleman.

Right now, however, he was standing with Dr. Wheeler reluctantly, pleading.

Apparently, this man was Dr. Wheeler's husband.

But painfully, Dr. Wheeler looked at him as if he were looking at a stranger.

The two seemed to be entangled for a while, and Dr. Wheeler may have reluctantly recalled something.

But it is precisely because of this that she is so painful.

"You can't be here. She said, "You can't be in my life." You have to leave, or you'll die. "

"I'm not going to leave you," Adam said, breaking down.

"God, that's what we did in the end. I mean getting married. For the two of us, it's obvious to the eyes, it's been decided a long time ago, and we're going to go forever. But I wish this would be on the public record. I stand before everyone I respect and swear to them that I will protect you. Forever. "

Wheeler spoke, with a sudden actinic clarity, "I must have made the same vow." "

Adam stooped down sharply, and his eyes suddenly went blind.

Even closing your eyes won't help, covering your eyes won't help.

The golden light flickered for him, and it became more and more violent.

See here, inside the screen,

Ten said in a deep voice, "SCP-4987... devouring his memories. "

As soon as these words came out, the audience in the live broadcast room was stunned.

Then immediately reacted to Lin Lang's words before-

In order to protect her husband, she erased her memory of him.

But because of this,

Everyone looked at the two people on the screen,

I felt more and more sad.

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in the picture.

Adam reached out with a trembling hand, as if trying to take Wheeler's hand.

Wheeler let him hold him.

The light did not fade.

He grabbed Wheeler for a few seconds,

But she just stretched on him,

That's when he realized that SCP-4987 was completely under her control.

It's all deliberate.

"Are you going to do this?" Adam fell to his knees in pain:

"Is this the Foundation's directive, is that your definition of 'protection'? You don't know what you're going to do to yourself. You don't even know me. "

"I think I know," Wheeler replied.

Adam gritted his teeth and said bitterly, "You will feel it for the rest of your life." Every day, you wake up with nausea and cold in your stomach that was once a real life. You'll wonder why. "

"I'm going to win the war!"

Wheeler's voice was sonorous, and that belief was far beyond people's imagination.

She looked at Adam and said, "I'm going to defeat the universe." Then I'll go and figure out why. "

Adam held on to her for a long, long time.

He has conviction.

He knew how quickly her wife could put the saw blades together,

Against the universe that makes no sense to her,

Separating the truth.

He knew she could defeat the universe.

But sharp doubts struck his heart,

He couldn't help but say, "What if you lose?"

There was no answer.

Wheeler exits the containment chamber.

She slammed the door shut and locked it with a single movement.

The heavy metal crunch shook the entire building.

Everyone didn't wait for her answer, but waited for a sentence—

"My husband is dead..."

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Seeing this, the audience of the entire Marvel world fell silent.

An indescribable emotion reverberated in everyone's hearts.

"Alas~ It's just an anomaly, but it's already forced the Antimemetics Department to be like this..."

"They are facing an invisible enemy, an enemy that can bring ruin to the whole family if they are not careful!"

"Isn't Wheeler the one who died?"

"Salute to the dead..."

In Mary Wheeler, they seemed to see the backs of those calm and righteous again.

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on-screen.

"It's over?" asked Two, a little dazed.

Lin didn't answer, but lengthened the arrow drawn on the screen again.

Until a new date came out -

November 30th.

"At this time, the Antimemetics Department is the only remaining antimemetics research group in the world, with 40 personnel. "

40 people?

Hearing this number, the audience in the live broadcast room was stunned.

Wasn't there more than 4,000 people before?

How many SCP-3125 have you killed?

"What happened. I couldn't help but ask.

Lin Lang took out a videotape again: "The answer is in it." "

With another videotape in,

The picture begins with a burst of darkness.

Later, some invisible sensors detected the person and emitted a tick body.

As the lights come on, Wheeler appears in the frame.

She seemed to be getting more tired than before.

The interior walls of the room were cream-white glass, pasted with paperwork and roughly coherent with tape and blue-butin glue.

Where there is no paper, people just use markers to write on the wall.

There was a conference table, long oval, piled high with paperwork and laptops, wires tangled in a bunch.

The power has returned to these machines, and they are slowly starting up.

A data projector turns on automatically and throws a map of the world on the wall, almost in tandem with the scribbled annotations on the wall.

Colorful post-it notes are scattered all over the ground like autumn leaves.

Besides

There was nothing in this room.

Eyes swept over the paperwork,

It was discovered that they were almost all handwritten, and that most of them were recording the course of the conversation.

Most are dated and signed, and most are dated a few weeks apart.

The conversation is full of panic and fear of questions and answers,

The content is about multiple SCPs,

Some are antimemetic in nature, but they are unrelated to each other.

There is no record of any mention of SCP-3125.

When the audience saw this, they were still a little confused.

Where is this?

What happened to the Antimemetics Division?

Who knows, at this moment, Wheeler's own voice suddenly remembered in the picture.

"Mary Wheeler, it's me. "

Wheeler heard her own voice.

She searched around the table and found that it was the sound of her laptop.

There's a video playing, apparently recorded in the room with a laptop's camera.

Wheeler in the video is sitting, looking a little strange.

But it took Wheeler, who watched the video, a moment to realize what was different.

No fatigue, no sickness, no injury;

She'd seen herself that way before, in the mirror.

The difference is that this woman's willpower has passed away,

She was defeated.

"You've guessed that SCP-3125 isn't in this room anymore," said Wheeler on his laptop:

"In fact, this is the only room in the world that does not have SCP-3125. This is called 'reverse containment'. SCP-3125 has spread throughout reality, except for the areas that are particularly defended against its effects. This is our only safe haven. This room represents the length and breadth of the war. "

"Every effective antimemetic research project will find traces of SCP-3125 sooner or later. It manifests all over the world in more than thousands of forms. "

"Most of them aren't even anomalous. Some have been listed separately in the main database table, and even a small number have been contained. "

"Impossible virus cults, destructive arithmetic, invisible spiders as tall as skyscrapers, people born with invisible organs, these are unprocessed data. It's already troublesome enough to deal with these manifestations..."

As soon as these words came out, the audience in the live broadcast room was stunned.

SCP-3125 has spread throughout reality?

Has SCP-3125 fully arrived?

Thinking about this, all the viewers in the Marvel world sighed in their hearts almost at the same time!

To put it this way...

Doesn't that mean...

"MK-class apocalyptic scenario. On the screen, Lin Lang calmly said the answer.

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For a while, both the supervisors on the screen and the audience in the live broadcast room froze in place.

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Kama Taj.

At the moment of hearing this,

Her pupils narrowed slightly.

The one that even she doesn't want to face,

The most terrible result,

It still happened.

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S.H.I.E.L.D.

“wtf？"

Natasha stared at the screen so hard that even she couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth.

She looked at Nick Fury in shock: "MK-class apocalyptic scenarios have happened, doesn't that mean..."

"Meaning... There has been a total loss of human consciousness. At this, Nick Fury sighed.

Seeing this, Rao couldn't help but feel a sense of despair.

Antimemetics Department of more than 4,000 people, decades of hard work,

As a result, they were still defeated by SCP-3125.

He couldn't help but think:

Is there really any hope for humanity to win in the face of this anomaly?

He looked at the screen in despair, his eyes blank.

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Wheeler, in his notebook, turned around and picked up a bright green felt pen and a blank piece of paper.

She began to draw a figure that was not visible in the lens, still speaking:

"But as you dig further down the road, you see some patterns in the data. You need to be trained in mnestic technology, but once you have the training and the data, it only takes a little effort to place the data points in the conceptual space and draw an outline within them. "

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"These data points are on SCP-3125's outer shell; You put four or five different SCPs together in a shape, and you see... It sees you, too..."

She's still drawing.

Very detailed.

She didn't look up, her voice was distantly cold, like at the end of a children's horror story:

"When that happens, when you have 'visual contact,' it kills you. It will kill you, and then kill everyone it feels like you. Not physically, psychologically. "

Wheeler in the notebook stared at the screen, his chilling tone tingling his scalp.

"Anyone who thinks the same way, people who have the same state of mind. It's going to kill your collaborators, it's going to kill your whole research team, it's going to kill your whole family, it's going to kill your parents and children."

The audience only felt as if their hearts had fallen into an ice cellar,

An invisible fear shines directly through the screen,

Descend on the edge of their sanity.

They had been mentally prepared for the horrors of SCP-3125.

But when Wheeler described those accidents in a calm tone,

It still sends chills down the spine.

Wheeler's voice was like a whisper of death...

"You will become a non-existent human being, a humanoid empty shell that surrounds the emptiness of reality. Once completed, your plan will become a hole in the ground, and no one will ever know about SCP-3125 again. "

Wheeler's always resolute eyes seemed to lose their brilliance at this moment.

"It's a black hole in antimemetic science, devouring careless researchers, with no information to release, only from indirect observations. A direct description of what SCP-3125 is, or even just an allusion to what it is, will result in a containment breach and a lethal indirect cognitohazard. "

"You see? It's a defense mechanism. "

It was as if she could see the crowd outside her notebook.

"As the years passed, the manifestations continued, becoming more dense and intertwined... In the end, the whole world was overwhelmed by them, and everyone could only shout, 'Why didn't anyone find out?' and no one would answer, because everyone who found out was dead and was killed by this mechanism......"

Wheeler is at the heart of the Foundation's antimemetics technology.

She has all the data to be processed raw.

There were countless handwritten calculations on the walls, but she didn't need to read them, she could do them in her head.

Just the slightest push, the slightest hint.

Starting from the laptop screen, eyes wide open and out of focus,

She saw SCP-3125.

Audience members in the live broadcast room saw SCP-3125.

People feel their insignificance.

It's not reality, it's not human.

It comes from a higher, worse place,

It's coming... Towel.