SCP Life Diary of a D-class Personnel

The surrounding area was white, and even Gaia had difficulty seeing anything clearly in such a smoky environment.

For a moment he felt a little confused, who is he, where is he, and what is he doing? Why is he here?

However, within two seconds, he involuntarily gave up thinking and walked forward along the corridor.

This place seems to be a cemetery, passing by countless graves Gaia even had the urge to dance awkwardly—but in the end his good moral quality made him give up this idea.

Suddenly, Gaia smelled the smell of blood, he continued to walk a few steps forward, and then took a closer look, there were several high marble slabs on the opposite side of the fog, and on the marble slabs there seemed to be some dead or It was a comatose human being, and there was a figure standing on the ground beside the marble slab.

Inexplicably, Gaia felt flustered, and he rushed to the side of the figure in just a moment.

Black hair, purple robes, brown skin with red patterns—it was Abel!

Then Gaia turned to look at the opposite marble slab, the people lying on it were silent, but Gaia knew all of their faces!

Rhine, Yegor, Henry, Robert, and even Cilia and Lily, Gaia's friends all lay quietly on the marble slab as if they were asleep.

Gaia was in a hurry at the time, his body trembled slightly, and then he suddenly reached out and grabbed Abel's shoulder and shook vigorously: "What happened!?"

"...Don't take me to you." After a moment of silence, Abel stretched out his hand and patted Gaia away with a disdainful expression on his face.

"Tell me what happened!" Gaia was completely anxious, he growled like an angry tiger, but seeing his appearance, Abel's expression did not fluctuate, and he even walked up to Gaia fist.

"Hold 'E' for a moment of silence, you silly B."

 …

"Fuck!"

Gaiya screamed and sat up from the sofa, looking around in a daze, looking very haggard.

This appearance can be fully reflected in a poem...

"Dying and sick, sit up in shock!"

There was a strange voice of someone reciting poetry from Gaia's side, and he turned his head in an instant—it was Henry.

"What's the matter? Did you have a nightmare?" Henry asked.

"...Yes, I had a nightmare. It's really weird. Why do I have nightmares every day?...Is it endless?" Gaia first took a few breaths to calm himself down Then he scratched his head and complained in wonder.

This is Henry's room. It's the next morning. Gaia just fell asleep on Henry's big sofa after playing a little bit yesterday. I have to say that he's not used to the bed after sleeping on the sofa for a long time. .

Henry scratched his head expressionlessly, and brought breakfast from the side: "Do you want some biscuits?"

"Forget it, I'm a carnivore." Gaia shook his head and then glanced at his phone. It was already eight o'clock in the morning, and it would be a bit inappropriate to continue to stay with Henry. First of all, in the Foundation, no matter who it is , There must be a limit to the contact with SP. Secondly, there are not only a bunch of young geniuses but also a bunch of perverts in the foundation. Who knows if there will be any strange rumors in the future.

"Well, it's almost time, I should go." Gaia turned over and got out of bed, then took a bite from Henry's biscuit: "Well, it's quite delicious."

"...Didn't you say you wouldn't eat it?"

"Well, pay attention to rest, I'm leaving first."

"...Don't pretend you can't hear me!"

Watching Gaia leave, Henry fell into a state of boredom again, lying down on the sofa like a salted fish. His only pastime in the foundation was to read novels, or sleep.

Fortunately, Gaia would often secretly bring him new books to read, and it is said that the one he brought this time was written by himself.

Henry reached out and took out a book from the bookshelf beside him. After checking the cover to make sure there was nothing wrong, he opened the book and started reading the book. He listened to Gaia NB playing every day. Let’s see what he wrote today. how's the...

"Drink, Vulkan, this is the fate of the Qing Dynasty."

"...So, scorpion spirit, what is the price?"

"all of these."

 …

After leaving Henry's room, Gaia was refreshed and hadn't been flustered recently. Although Cao Li Lailai had been urging him to train with the team, according to reliable sources, he had already left yesterday! So, without Cao Li Lailai, the Tang monk, there is no one who can do anything about Gaia, the monkey.

What's more, there is Bright who is dying every day, and the entire containment site is extremely busy.

Looking at the monitoring screen on his mobile phone, Lef felt that it was necessary for him to arrange for him to give someone... what? Bright died again? ...Ah, it's really frustrating. Sure enough, Bright should stop being a human being. It's too wasteful...Well, someone gave lef a few bamboo rats a few days ago, and he just didn't know How to deal with it, let Bright take advantage of it.

After reviewing the document, Lef stretched his waist greatly. Originally, Bright was supposed to help him review it here, but who knew that this guy committed suicide on the spot after hearing that Lef asked him to help him approve the document, which caused Lef He also needs to find someone to resurrect him.

Well, now that the documents have been reviewed... I can finally take a break.

Lef slumped on the chair, and his whole body relaxed like a sponge. One person has to complete the task that four or five people have to complete together. This is not only tiring for the body, but also for the soul! It's really not easy for Cao Li Lailai, no wonder the hairline is so dangerous in his early thirties.

Lef still remembers the time when there was only one site director for each containment site. At that time, the site director didn't have so many jobs. He checked every department every day to see who was upset... No, he would pull out if anyone had a problem Education, and occasionally do experimental reports to the upper management, the day can be said to be extremely relaxing.

At this time, while Lef was still resting, there was a knock on the door, Lef frowned and realized that things were not simple.

He jumped straight off the chair, then pulled open the wardrobe beside him and hid in it.

Milan, who was outside the door, heard that Lef didn't respond for a long time, so he opened the door and walked in. He was very surprised to see the empty office.

She shook her head helplessly, walked to the desk, and then steadily put down the document that was almost as high as her head.

"What's the matter with Dr. Rhine recently?...running outside every day..." Milan pouted as if worried and dissatisfied, and then she sighed again, turned and left Here: "But it's good, at least he can rest."

Watching Milan leave, lef walks out of the closet, it seems that Milan cares about Rhine... but then again...

D, the brain is expanding!

Looking at the files on the table, Lef's head was about to explode. When will this bitter B day end! ?

Alas... this is fate, there is no escape.

The more Lef thought about it, the more uncomfortable he became, and the more uncomfortable he became, the more unhappy he became, so that he finally gave up thinking.

Then, he turned his gaze to the phone and watched Gaia pull his hat as he walked in the corridor.

...I heard that there is news about the whereabouts of SP-049 who recently escaped from SITE-7...Well, although they don't care about this matter, they will send other people to solve it, But now that he deserves someone to be idle, he can just be sent out for a walk... It just so happens that their team has not carried out a mission until now.

......arrange!

So here comes the question ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ what to do? ...The camera turned around, and seeing Bright who secretly took a group of D-class personnel to Containment Facility 73 to play with 23 wooden figures, lef intervened, and then dialed a series of phone numbers.

"Donnie, I'm lef...it's nothing, I just asked you to send me something...it's not something important. Didn't that doctor called me a cage of bamboo before? Rat? I want you to bring it here for me... What else do I need to bring?...Chili, cumin, salt, whatever you want."

"...Ah, yes, that's it... No, wait, bring me that grill too... You ask me why I suddenly want to eat barbecue?. ...No no no, I won't eat it, but someone wants to eat it...yes, that's it, ok, bye."

After hanging up the phone, Lef sat back on the chair again, looked at the tall document, he was silent, and couldn't pick up the pen after reading it for a long time, instead he fiddled with the phone again.

The monitoring screen was adjusted to Lef's room again—how long has it been? Well, less than five minutes.

Bright: "One, two, three, don't move!"

"Crack."

Seeing the **** scene in front of him, lef frowned, and manually put a mosaic on the picture. Where did this man T get his energy? A happy B who dies every day! ...Well, but maybe that's why Bright has an easier life than everyone else.

People who are too serious tend to live a very tiring life, especially in the Foundation.