Rebuild SCP to Save the World

In a pure white space,

Ling Ye’s conversation with 001 is ongoing,

It's just that this time, there was something more that Ling Ye didn't remember.

"Hey, Photoball, I want to ask some questions."

"This is my duty, host."

"Then the first question, why is it me?" Ling Ye asked.

"The supreme leader of the scp foundation, no matter which world he is in, is a unique existence."

"You mean, I am unique? Twenty years of experience tells me that there is no doubt that I am an ordinary person, nothing special."

"The host's bloodline is absolutely unique."

"Unique? Um... I will tell you in detail, I'll listen carefully." Ling Ye doubted the effect of the illusory thing like blood.

"Host, I originated from the "Fire Project". The purpose of the project is to artificially synthesize containment objects and protect the Foundation’s fire. My appearance means the failure of the original World Foundation. The world is already on the verge of destruction. The kind of fire will save the human beings in parallel worlds."

"This is the purpose of your coming here." Ling Ye figured out why this ball of light appeared here.

The ball of light continued: "And my successful invention cost the life of an O5 Councillor!"

"This O5 won't be me." Ling Ye had a bold idea.

"Yes, host." This bold idea was verified.

"O5-7, the general manager of the Tinder Project, used his own genes and blood to fuse with the experimental body in the final stage of the experiment, thus making the experiment successful."

"That's why you said that I am unique. You can only blend with me, right." Ling Ye understood the meaning of the ball.

"Yes, host. Unfortunately, I can't save all people in parallel worlds. I will only make a choice if there are healthy humans of the same bloodline as Senator O5-7 in that world."

"Understood, then, so far, I am the first one, and how many have succeeded."

Ling Ye's qualifications were confirmed, but Ling Ye was also curious about how his seniors did it.

"Host, this world is already the seventh parallel world, among which the first and sixth worlds are the closest to victory.

In the first world, due to the death of the host as the overseer, the foundation lost its unified leadership, everything began to gradually collapse, and finally the world was destroyed.

For various reasons, the reconstruction of the foundation in the second to fifth worlds was completely broken and the initial stage.

In the sixth world, the host learned the lesson of the destruction of the first world, chose to use me, cloned multiple hosts, and at the same time, for the sake of confidentiality, the clone was dispatched and hidden to the world.

Even if the host dies, I can re-select a clone to become the host.

But the host was accidentally read the memory in an operation, all the replicas were found, and all died.

The Foundation, like the first world, has gone to extinction. "

After hearing the experience of all the failed predecessors, Ling Ye laughed blankly: Ah, it's true enough.

But it immediately became serious: "The Sixth World is no problem. I think I can take on his ideas, but it seems that some extra insurance is needed."

"No problem, host, always at your service."

"Okay! Since I stand on the shoulders of giants, then I will not only deceive the enemy, but also deceive myself!"

"Photosphere, can you modify my memory, can you control the clone's memory."

"For the memory of clones in the database, only the function of memory increase and decrease is provided.

The memory of the host clone can be changed and instilled at will during the cloning process.

But for the cloned host, it can only be affected indirectly through the subconscious mind, which takes longer and risks more, but the effect is almost the same.

Hint, the system also retains most of the memory of Congressman O5-7, which can help the host grow quickly. "

Ling Ye couldn't deny the final prompt, but he was very satisfied with the previous answer. He didn't know the principle of this thing, and didn't want to explore it, as long as he got the answer he wanted.

"Photosphere, I authorize you to erase this memory of mine, let me faint at the right time, clone me who owns this memory, and the memory of Councilor O5-7, and clone a few more. Just in case."

"Yes, host."

......

The dialogue is over, and everything is going on smoothly until now.

The original Ling Ye had his memory modified, thinking that he was indeed the chosen person in this world.

But having such a memory is a bit troublesome, and the existence of O5 has never been implemented.

Therefore, when a plan appeared, they needed the death of the original Ling Ye and cloned another one to remember Ling Ye who met the requirements.

This Ling Ye knew that he was chosen, but it was chosen by the O5 Council, and 001 was an item given to him by the O5 Council.

The rest of them must continue to hide in the dark, obtain information through secret exchanges with 001, and act as the mysterious O5 Councillor.

Ling Ye believe that as long as they do this, the truth will be buried forever.

Why doesn't 001 say that it can modify subconscious things? Why does it always feel that 001 has some conspiracy.

Everything at this moment has a reasonable explanation.

But the unchangeable fact is that Ling Ye is dead.

The newly cloned Ling Ye will use other identities, whatever status is good, but will no longer be Ling Ye and continue to direct the development of the Foundation.

"Well, his accidental death has become a reality, and we need to take the next step."

Hei was called back to his thoughts by this voice.

"From now on, the O5 Council will formally participate in the resolution. We will abandon our names and act with code names for the continuation of the foundation."

"For the continuation of the foundation."

"For the continuation of the foundation."

"Next, we need to clone a person and go outside."

"Just use my identity." Hei said first.

The others looked at each other and confirmed.

"no problem."

"Go well."

"May your sacrifice be exchanged for salvation."

Sacrifice, yes, 001 has now merged with the black, there is only one way to make 001 peel off, that is: the host death.

After all, except for one person, everyone left the cave.

The person left by the Hei Chao smiled slightly, covered his face again with the mask, and flicked his hand, a dagger appeared in his hand and pressed against his neck.

"001, cloning begins, memory settings..."

"Received, host,

[Clone...]

[Memory input...]

[Clone, complete]"

The blue light shined and disappeared, and a person appeared in front of the black.

I hope that our sacrifice can be exchanged for salvation.

The clone was completed, and the black hand swiped decisively.

Blood spewed out, black hands covered his neck, sat down on the ground, and then life quickly passed away.

"Hello, from now on, you will inherit, O5-7, the name of the black."