"343 was given the common nickname 'God' by our site staff," Dr. Kondraki fiddled with a camera and said casually:
"When I first spoke to Him, He flatly claimed to be the Creator of the universe."
Dr. Kondraki's voice is low and rough, which makes people relax unconsciously.
"The creator of the universe?"
Hearing this, even Leon Lake, who usually keeps his emotions to himself, was speechless.
Not to mention the audience in the live broadcast room.
Isn't the creator of the universe too exaggerated?
"Surprised, huh?" Dr. Kondraki shrugged and grinned.
"When I asked Him to prove this, He smiled, walked out through the containment cell wall, and returned seconds later with a burger in his hand."
Leon Lake frowned.
Walked out through the containment wall?
When faced with an unknown containment object, the level of special containment procedures is generally not too low.
Anti-thaumaturgy, reality anchors, anti-memes... and so on. As long as there is a possible hazard, there is a corresponding containment ability.
So 343 just walked out like that?
Dr. Kondraki seemed pleased with Leon Lake's surprise and continued:
"When I visited him the second time, the previously bare single room had been upgraded with furnishings in an old English style, with a roaring fireplace, and the room was many times larger than it looked from the outside."
Hearing this, Leon Lake frowned even deeper.
Not to mention the freedom to come and go, you just transformed the containment room?
The most important thing is that this guy seems to be able to create things out of thin air...
This alone makes him worthy of the title of 'God'.
Seeing Leon Lake's concern, Dr. Kondraki laughed:
"Relax, he loves talking to people, and seems to know everything. SCP-343 has been harmless so far, and all staff have been allowed in, but somehow they all have time to see him whenever they need to."
Hearing this, Leon Lake was no longer as surprised as before.
God!
Omniscient,
Omnipotent.
It is even more normal to give promises to believers.
"In fact, visits to SCP-343 have become a daily event for many of the staff here, and all staff report feeling happier after each visit."
Dr. Kondraki gave a weird smile:
"From the look of you, it's likely that you've heard some contrary news."
Leon Lake did not answer, but asked: "So, what is my mission?"
"It's very simple." Dr. Kondraki stood up with the camera in his hand, patted Leon Lake on the shoulder, and said with a smile without any airs of a site director:
"Just a simple chat with God, and see if He needs anything."
Seeing this, the audience who had been arguing before suddenly fell silent.
The atmosphere in the live broadcast room gradually became weird.
Peace God…
Chat?
What kind of mission is this?
Even Leon Lake felt it was a little unreal.
Unfortunately, after Dr. Kondraki finished speaking, he urged Leon Lake to carry out his mission and refused to say anything more.
Soon, Leon Lake arrived at the door of a holding room according to the address on the file.
Compared to the 24-hour surveillance at the doors of other containment rooms, there was no one in SCP-343's containment room.
After all, he is a god. When Leon Lake arrived at the door of the containment room, his breathing changed slightly.
But before he could open the door, he heard a kind male voice coming from the room:
"A guest is here, please come in."
**: "..."
Live broadcast room: "...
Leon Lake looked at the file in his hand, then looked up at the number of the containment room, thinking he had gone to the wrong place.
After a moment's hesitation, he opened the door of the containment room.
Then he saw an old English-style room just like what Dr. Kondraki had described.
An elderly man sat in a wooden chair next to a roaring fireplace.
His eyes matched the room.
"Hello, Leon," He said.
When the audience in the live broadcast room saw the old man,
The entire Marvel world exploded instantly!
"Oh my God! It's really God!"
"Mom, come out and see God!"
"How is it possible! There really is a god living in the Foundation?"
"It's crazy, everything is crazy!"
S.H.I.E.L.D.
"Lord Jehovah, we are in heaven, our loving Father..."
"Allah, forgive us..."
"The Tathagata saves suffering..."
Hearing the rhythmic prayers from S.H.I.E.L.D., Nick Fury's face was so gloomy that water seemed to be dripping out of it.
He is not against agents having faith, but...
"Damn it! Are your heavenly fathers the same god?"
Nick Fury's words instantly caused a group of devout believers to glare at him angrily.
"Even if you are the boss, you cannot insult my Heavenly Father."
"Allah is the highest and only reality in the universe, the only true Lord who deserves worship!"
Nick Fury interrupted everyone loudly: "But there is obviously only one God on the screen!"
At this point, others also realized that something was wrong.
They asked in amazement:
"Isn't that the Father you see?"
"Uh...it's obviously Sakyamuni Buddha!"
Ignoring the arguing agents, Nick Fury stared at the screen with a frown.
In his eyes, the old man was not the Heavenly Father or Sakyamuni Buddha, but a peaceful old man.
Everything he said and did gave people an indescribable sense of holiness.
It makes people subconsciously want to worship it.
"Could it be that... His appearance is different for every observer?"
Nick Fury vaguely guessed some information.
Obviously, whoever this 343 appears in his field of vision, it will become the most realistic image of God in that person's mind!
Thinking of this, Nick Fury was shocked!
343...
It's really a god.
In the picture.
Leon Lake was stunned for a moment, then recovered.
He bowed slightly: "Hello, sorry to bother you."
Immediately walked into the house.
343 invited Leon Lake to sit on the chair, and before he could ask, green tea appeared in front of Leon Lake.
Leon Lake's eyes were shocked.
Because this tea appeared out of thin air.
What shocked him even more was...
He just happened to think of green tea.
He looked at 343, his expression slightly unnatural.
"Relax kid, it's just a casual encounter, right?" 343 said with a smile.
His smile seemed to have a kind of magic, and the originally agitated Leon Lake gradually calmed down.
"Do you know me?" Leon Lake asked the first question.
"Yes," SCP-343 said, smiling. "I see you coming. Welcome to Site-17."
As His voice fell, Leon Lake's eyes suddenly widened!
The audience in the live broadcast room was also stunned in place!
They were shocked to find that the environment in the containment room had changed again!
If it was a British-style living room just now, then now...
Leon Lake and 343 seemed to be in an endless pure white space.
White without any impurities...
White,
It makes people feel pure holiness!
At this time, everyone began to worry about Leon Lake.
After all, the person opposite him is a god!
Leon Lake looked around, then squinted at 343: "Where is this? I'm a researcher at Site-17, please send me back!"
As Leon Lake spoke, he searched for the alarm in his arms.
However…
Nothing was found.
"That's not the case." 343 paused: "I can't see your past, nor can I see your future."
Leon Lake narrowed his eyes and said sarcastically: "It seems that you are not the so-called omniscient and omnipotent. Who are you? Why do you do this?"
The audience in the live broadcast room was so nervous when they saw this!
Everyone looked at Leon Lake on the screen in disbelief, speechless with shock.
This guy...
Are you challenging a god?
Nick Fury's forehead was bulging with veins, he clenched his fists tightly, and cursed inwardly: "Is this guy crazy?"
Fortunately, 343 was not offended by Leon Lake's words as everyone imagined.
"I am SCP-343 now. I brought you here to warn you that this world is irreversibly heading towards destruction." 343's expression was serious.
So much so that the entire space seemed to become unstable.
Leon Lake's eyes were calm: "As long as the Foundation exists, the world will not perish."
Leon Lake felt that this was a bit against his will.
Human civilization may perish, but the Foundation will not!
343 smiled slightly, and the audience in the live broadcast room immediately broke free from the majestic atmosphere and felt like they were bathed in the spring breeze.
"You actually have the answer in your heart, right?"
Leon Lake's tone remained calm: "I think I should go back."
"As you wish."
The next moment, Leon Lake and 343 returned to the familiar British-style containment room.
343 still had that warm smile on his face, as if nothing had happened.
Leon Lake, on the other hand, looked at him deeply, bowed slightly, and said, "Nice to meet you."
"Me too..."
The scene ends here.
However, what should have been a very simple task became complicated due to 343's inexplicable remarks.
For example, why does 343 say that he cannot see Leon Lake's past and future clearly?
Isn't He an omniscient and omnipotent God?
Also, what does it mean that the world is irreversibly heading toward destruction?
Does 343 know some secrets about the Foundation world?
Why did He tell these words only to Leon Lake?
Puzzles one after another fill everyone's brain.
Therefore, people look at the screen more urgently.
They can't wait to find out what's going on in the Foundation's world.
Future Technology Building.
"Brother, you actually knew grandpa before me." Gaea pouted, looking aggrieved.
Parker, who was standing by, didn't understand what was going on, so he helped Leon Lake explain: "After all, your brother is older than you, so he knew grandpa first? Grandpa!!!"
Parker froze in place as if struck by lightning.
The finger trembled as he pointed at Gaea, then at 343 on the screen, with a look on his face.
The look of panic was so intense that his voice changed completely:
"You, you, you said n-n-n-n-, 343 is your grandfather?"
"Yes!" Gaea pinched her waist and said in her lark-like voice:
"The bearded grandfather is very kind to Gaea and often comes to tell Gaea stories."
"Telling stories!!!"
Parker's voice suddenly rose, and he looked like a man being strangled by the neck.
He pointed at Gaea, looked at Leon Lake in horror, and trembled: "Leon, you you you, I I I... Leon, am I sick? Am I hearing or seeing things? Imagination?"
Leon Lake blinked and started to edit 583. Oh no, he replied:
"Look, Peter, as a top rich man, it's reasonable for me to have a sister who helps me warm the bed... ahem, helps me feel happy."
"Does this make sense?"
"That makes sense!"
At the moment, it was as if ten thousand war horses were galloping through Peter Parker's heart.
The explosive news, which contained so much information, almost made his brain crash.
But when the degree of shock exceeded the threshold of his rationality, he calmed down instead.
After making the international friendship sign to Leon Lake, Peter Parker finally shut himself off.
Gaea looked at Peter Parker, who had been "broken," with a little confusion on her face.
Looking at Leon Lake, she hesitantly said: "Brother, did Gaea say something wrong?"
Leon Lake touched her hair and smiled: "No, your spider brother is just shocked by your origins."
"Shocked? Is it because of the bearded old man?" Gaea thought:
"If I tell you about my mom, wouldn't Big Spider-Brother be... wooooooo!"
Gaea widened her amber eyes and looked at her brother who was covering his mouth in confusion.
Leon Lake smiled at Gaea and said, "Don't scare your spider brother. I'm afraid he will die of fright here."
At the same time, an uninvited guest arrived in Attilan, a different dimension.
"Wow~ This place is really hidden!" The figure was wearing a unique outfit with a logo printed on the back.
Future technology!
The figure looked at the huge kingdom in front of him, muttered, and put down the suitcase:
"This is the first job my boss gave me. I can't mess it up."
As he spoke, he gently opened the suitcase.
A feather gradually flew up with the breeze.
Then.
The feather split into two pieces
Three pieces...
Attilan became lively.
The audience of Marvel World has focused all their attention on the previous life exposure screen,
No one knows what happened in Attilan, which is located in an alien space.
Having completed his mission, Leon Lake walked through the base.
As he passed Zyn's group, he heard Zyn's doctor scolding her.
"Perhaps you would think that the researchers at the Foundation have an enviable job, with a generous salary, and can spend every day with the opposite-s*x containment objects with special abilities.
Flirting?"
Zyn's mentor is a middle-aged woman.
Zyn tilted her head, her face flushed.
The doctor still insisted:
"Don't think about it, kid. Let me tell you, there is no difference between the researchers at the foundation and the scientific researchers in society.
Oh no!
At least the scientific researchers in the society don't have to risk death every day to record their scientific research objects, right?"
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