Boom!
Few people can perfectly wield a heavy sniper rifle like a Barrett, and given Wang Ya's current physical condition, it will take a long time before he can fully control it.
But there's no need. As the highest leadership of the SCP Foundation, even though he hasn't reached that rank yet, Wang Ya has long defined himself as the sole unchanging member of the O5 Council and its only overseer.
He probably won't have a chance to act personally, but you never know.
Firearms are just a hobby, but Wang Ya now has an additional hobby, or rather, it has been extended.
That is, he enjoys playing Russian roulette with others!
Three greedy gamblers who didn't believe in evil have already died under the magic of the great Wizard.
At least Landon Fury, who was practicing shooting a pistol at a target nearby, was convinced.
After playing for a while, Landon Fury had his young manservant bring two expensive cocktails. Of course, Wang Ya didn't think these five-thousand-dollar cocktails tasted better than the soursop juice on the street.
But with five thousand dollars in his mouth, he still had to drink it with an elegant expression, didn't he?
Wang Ya looked at Landon Fury's hesitant expression and had already guessed why he had invited him.
So he asked directly, "I wonder, Mr. Landon Fury, have you encountered some difficulty that you're unable to resolve?"
Landon Fury nodded, a bitter expression on his face. He also had deep dark circles under his eyes, indicating his mental state was extremely poor, perhaps he hadn't had a good night's sleep in the past two days.
"Wizard, the magic puppets you bestowed upon me are incredibly mysterious and effective... But recently, I don't know what's going on..."
Landon Fury didn't finish, but his eyes were already filled with terror. It seemed even his years of pederasty had turned into a fear of tigers, as if he had been scared to the extreme.
Wang Ya said with a smile, "I forgot to tell you that the cursed dolls have some small, insignificant side effects!"
Landon Fury's face fell. It seemed he hadn't even asked Wizard if this magic puppet had any side effects, so he had to bear the loss himself.
However, he was now almost driven mad by those magic puppets. What he once loved dearly, he now feared immensely. Landon Fury just wanted to quickly know the solution for the magic puppets.
Now, all day long, they were like devils from hell, telling him how they died, how they were killed, and even cursing and instigating his own death.
Wang Ya calmly said, "The cursed dolls can only be used for seven days. After seven days, the cursed dolls will suffer a backlash from their side effects. At this time, they should be decisively isolated. Cursed dolls cannot be destroyed, but after another seven days, everything will completely end!"
Landon Fury finally understood everything about the magic puppets he had acquired, and then he felt an immense heartache, a heart-wrenching pain.
He had actually used four magic puppets simultaneously, with four male servants of different skin colors and personalities...
Although the process of using and enjoying them was incredibly joyful, there was now a fact Landon Fury had to accept: only two magic puppets were left. If he had only used one at the time, there would still be five now.
Short-term double happiness, in the end, couldn't compare to long-term, steady happiness.
He, Landon Fury, had no way to obtain these magic puppets again. What if they were completely used up? He was already completely dependent on the creations of this great Wizard.
In the end, he could only rely on Wizard. If Wizard could produce six, he could produce even more magic puppets.
But the prerequisite was that he had the qualifications to exchange them with Wizard. Landon Fury didn't think this was something that could be bought with a few dollars.
It was probably mostly gifts from Wizard, with only symbolic charges.
Landon Fury remembered a phrase Wizard had once emphasized!
He was currently the SCP Foundation's only client, so new clients would emerge in the future. He had to seize his current sole opportunity.
An idea sprouted in Landon Fury's mind, and this idea grew stronger and stronger. The possibility of it happening was slim, but no matter what, Landon Fury had to try.
"Wizard, thank you very much for telling me all this. I have no more questions about the magic puppets, but I have an incredibly presumptuous request!"
Landon Fury's face was filled with hesitation, which surprised Wang Ya. What kind of request would make the head of the Landon Family act like this?
"Tell me about it!"
Wang Ya picked up the cocktail, took a small sip, and then placed it back on the tray.
"I wish to join the SCP Foundation in my personal capacity, becoming a minor shareholder with a small stake, and I will unconditionally support the SCP Foundation's development with the technological and economic power of the Landon Group."
Landon Fury took a deep breath and finally voiced his presumptuous request.
Wang Ya's eyes narrowed, and he remained silent. The atmosphere suddenly became heavy.
After about two minutes, Wang Ya finally spoke again, "Are you sure?"
Although it was a question, it filled Landon Fury with immense joy. There was a chance, it was actually possible, Wizard had actually agreed.
"Once you join the SCP Foundation, you cannot withdraw, and I will secretly set up safeguards. I don't think you'd want to know the consequences of betrayal! Do you still want to join even with that?"
Landon Fury stated that these conditions were not a problem at all. As long as his pederasty was not taken away, he said he could accept everything.
In fact, he had even privately commissioned someone to make a one-to-one scale Wang Ya human doll, using materials closest to human skin.
Of course, he dared not desecrate the great Wizard, but instead placed it in his bedroom, looking at it from afar, needing to see Wizard every day before he could sleep peacefully!
Now that Wizard had directly revealed the possibility of joining, how could Landon Fury not be pleasantly surprised?
Once he entered the organization created by Wizard, he would have channels to acquire more supernatural items, or things like magic puppets, and he would also be able to see Wizard more often!
...
Wang Ya had many considerations for allowing Landon Fury to join the SCP Foundation.
The SCP Foundation couldn't consist of just Wang Ya alone; new members had to join, and the selection of these members was very important.
In the future, the SCP Foundation would certainly be divided by personnel levels. Landon Fury could be suitable as a C-level or B-level personnel.
The permission levels from one to five are not yet activated!
But for now, he still needs a period of observation. The SCP Foundation he's joining is currently just a technology company, not the SCP Foundation determined to control order!
Wang Ya had clearly separated the overt and covert aspects!!
Boom!
A violent explosion echoed across half of Gotham City, but it was the part of the Diamond District on the other side of the Finger River that suffered a terrifying attack.
Black smoke billowed up into the sky, while most people in the Slums continued to busy themselves with their own affairs; some might have been watching, but more were simply occupied.
Yes, that's right, occupied!
Only by being occupied can one support their family, only by being occupied can one pay the gang's exploitation, only by being occupied can one survive!
If you can't even be occupied, it means you have no value at all, not even the right to be exploited, and that is the most tragic thing in the Slums.
The Finger River seemed to separate two worlds: one side glamorous and bright, the other dirty and dark!
But even within the Slums, there was a stark contrast: the people of the Bru District, complete failures in life, with no exploitable value except for their organs, which might still be useful – provided they were clean and disease-free…
Ironically, most people couldn't even manage that!
How could someone who spends their days with garbage and flies be healthy? The only respectable place in the Bru District was perhaps the newly constructed SCP Foundation building.
In the eyes of the people of the Bru District, this was a magnificent building, incredibly tall, symbolizing wealth and power, but in the eyes of those higher up, it was merely a short three-story building!
The SCP Foundation building was initially completed, with a total of twenty useless employees. Jiedun, the cat slave, was the head of the security department, and its members were those energetic former Shark Gang members who constantly thought about whiskey. In fact, Wang Ya couldn't find better or more people to join the SCP Foundation.
Trying to find any talent in the Bru District was truly a wild idea.
Perhaps the former Shark Gang had indeed gathered all the elites of the Bru District to undertake a great endeavor!
For this, Wang Ya silently mourned the predecessor, Kendis, the former leader of the Shark Gang, and thanked him for his generous abdication!
In a few days, Landon Fury will bring a group of elites and trusted aides to the SCP Foundation to supplement the insufficient staff.
He will also train these useless employees in discipline, as they are a complete mess, unable to even guard the main gate properly, with people coming to steal rebar and cement every now and then.
For this, the foreman building the SCP Foundation building had complained several times.
Wang Ya suspected whether there was an insider within the SCP Foundation or if these useless employees were stealing from themselves; it wasn't impossible.
It seems a few restless brats need to be fed to the fish!
Once fresh blood arrives, Wang Ya decided to send the restless useless employees to Arkham Asylum as prison guards!
Yes, that's decided!
Wang Ya was currently in the top-floor office of the SCP Foundation, watching a projection screen. It wasn't a movie or TV show, but a live broadcast – yes, a broadcast of a certain uniquely dressed fellow.
"Sure enough, I still can't understand this guy's thought process!"
Wang Ya silently uttered this sentence, turned off the projection screen, and didn't watch the bloody bank robbery happening just across the Finger River.
A certain clown with unique taste was wantonly displaying his charm, captivating countless people.
"The darkness of Gotham City created the immortal clown, fighting with madness. It must be said, it's a remarkable choice."
Wang Ya gave the clown ten thumbs up. With this guy's madness attracting attention, Wang Ya could quietly develop steadily. Although he would still inevitably fall into the eyes of some people, at least the pressure wasn't as great.
As long as the Hank Gang was eliminated and the next stage of the mission completed, everything would change.
A scene flashed through Wang Ya's mind…
"So, I'm still really looking forward to Grandpa 682's appearance!"
Wang Ya suppressed his inner excitement. The cooldown period was almost over, and he figured the Hank Gang probably couldn't hold back any longer!
No! It should be said they had been eager to move for a long time!
Especially after a conspicuous building was constructed in the Bru District, it became a thorn in the Hank Gang's side.
"You are enduring, and so am I!"
Wang Ya picked up the strong coffee on the table and drank it, frowning. He had to admit he still wasn't used to it; the Eastern soy milk was more fragrant. For this, he had already spent a fortune buying authentic Eastern soybeans, peanuts, and a soy milk maker.
Expected to arrive tomorrow! Hmm!
Night!
The city's hustle and bustle gradually subsided, but the Hank Gang's stronghold was quietly harboring a strange heat.
Inside the warehouse!
Bullets were loaded into magazines and inserted into the firearms held by the Hank Gang members.
Their eyes glowed with fanaticism as they looked at the stage made of large boxes. In the center of the stage was Blood Hand Hank, his face cold. He was also fully armed; this time, he was prepared to personally lead the Hank Gang to kill that damned Asian kid.
And that damned informant must be cut into a thousand pieces.
"The blood debt of our brothers must be repaid with blood!"
"I, Hank, as the leader of the Hank Gang, will lead you by example today to personally flatten that self-destructive Shark Gang!"
Hank roared, "Load!"
"Load!"
The shouts of over fifty people, even with the warehouse being relatively remote and soundproofed, carried far outside.
The sounds of various firearms, reloading, and chambering were incredibly uniform.
Hank was the backbone of the Hank Gang; everything the Hank Gang had was built by him, and he had absolute control, able to ignite the fervent morale of his members.
"What is the fate of an informant!"
Hank asked again!
Over fifty people shouted in unison, "Death!"
"Death!"
"Death!!!"
Hank nodded heavily and said, "You are right, it is death. Blood must be repaid with blood, and the deaths of Wild Wolf Willie and those brothers must naturally be repaid with their deaths!"
"Tonight, we will destroy the Shark Gang and bring the Bru District into our territory!"
Hank said with a ferocious expression, "A mere Asian, who became the leader of the Shark Gang through improper means, is only asking for trouble, working for us for free!"
"Our Hank Gang's territory can be expanded again!"
This was within the allowed scope of unwritten rules; not everyone could be a leader, nor could they become one by any means.
Wang Ya's actions, taking over the Shark Gang and killing Kendis, were seen by Hank as a violation of the rules. Therefore, under the tacit rules, an attack could be launched, and everything in the Bru District could be secretly encroached upon.
And the high-and-mighty White Eagle Gang could turn a blind eye and simply let it happen!
That's why Hank said it was a bargain for them!
There were no stars in the night sky, only a few scattered ones to break the monotony. It was strange, the nights these past few days had been truly bad, with almost no stars every evening. This made Latu, who loved stargazing the most, a bit disappointed!
After all, as an eighteen-year-old, though he was currently a vagrant, he still possessed a vitality and hope for the future that those older vagrants sleeping by the garbage cans did not.
This hope was probably like the stars in the sky, distant yet so bright and alluring!
"The book says tomorrow will be better, face it actively with joy and happiness!"
Latu's face showed some doubt, as if he had thought of something, but it eventually turned into a forced smile.
Would tomorrow really be better? Latu didn't know. Perhaps it would be a little better than yesterday!
Gradually, he also grew tired, so he wrapped himself in his tattered overcoat, which brought him a little more warmth. Lying there, looking at the few stars in the sky, he counted them until he drifted into dreams!
But this night was destined not to be so peaceful. Latu, who had barely closed his eyes, opened them, sharp as an eagle's. The corner of his eye fixed on an entrance to the alley; there was killing intent there.
His identity was not ordinary; he was a deeply hidden spy, a little penguin belonging only to Penguin, the eyes of Penguin.
For this, he could be a vagrant, a delivery person, a dishwasher—anything he could do, he would do.
He was here to investigate a series of matters concerning the SCP Foundation, but he hadn't expected such an incident to occur. It was truly surprising!
Latu silently hid his breathing, lowered his presence, and covered his head with his tattered overcoat, revealing only his eyes, watching the alley entrance.
However, he didn't look directly, because he felt that in the darkness, there was also a pair of terrifying eyes scanning. Latu knew those were the gazes of battle-hardened strong individuals. If his gaze met theirs, he would probably be riddled with dozens of bullets.
To avoid this terrible situation, Latu was extremely cautious, because one careless mistake meant losing his life.
And life was undoubtedly the most precious thing, especially since Latu cherished his life even more than others, as it concerned whether his sister could receive the best medical treatment.
If he died, everything would be gone.
If he lived, there was still hope for everything!
As the most outstanding little penguin, Latu undoubtedly knew a lot of information and naturally recognized the group of people emerging from the darkness. The leader was Blood Hand Hank, the boss of the Hank Gang. It was said that he had at least two hundred lives on his hands, which was why he was called Blood Hand Hank.
But why had they all come out? Looking at the formation, it seemed almost the entire Hank Gang had been mobilized, and the weapons they carried made Latu's expression incredibly solemn. This force was enough to fight a small-scale armed battle.
It seemed the Hank Gang had come with a resolve to kill and succeed.
They came aggressively, but he wondered if the SCP Foundation, recently transformed from the Shark Gang, could endure.
The information Latu had gathered these past few days wasn't much; he only knew that the SCP Foundation had suddenly acquired a large amount of funds.
And Latu had secretly investigated the construction workers who came to build; there was nothing unusual about them. They were clearly construction workers hired with American dollars, and their wages were as expensive as those in the Diamond District.
Latu almost couldn't resist telling the SCP Foundation's president, who was also the Shark Gang's boss, that he was being scammed on wages, and the price didn't actually need to be so high.
The wages paid made Latu feel a bit unbalanced; these expensive construction workers were also constantly slacking off, and their work speed wouldn't be very fast.
Thump-thump!
Rhythmic footsteps emerged from the darkness. The Hank Gang's procession was too intimidating, and Latu didn't dare to watch for long, even his peripheral vision only glanced for a moment before shifting elsewhere.
Thud!
A vagrant, perhaps uncomfortable in his sleep, turned over. As a result, a cold bullet sent him completely to hell, into an eternal slumber from which he could never awaken.
Latu's gaze became even more deeply hidden, leaving absolutely no possibility of being discovered.
Hank possessed a fierce aura; even the most vicious members of the Hank Gang could only obediently lower their heads.
"A mere Shark Gang actually survived; it's purely due to clumsy tricks and damned traitors."
Hank thought disdainfully.
This time, he would definitely eliminate them all, replace them with his own members, and make the Bru District a new territory under the Hank Gang's banner.
The vast procession marched down the street, and any presence that made a sound was met with a cold bullet, ending their life.
That's right, they were that unrestrained!
Hank also didn't make his subordinates do too much to hide. Even if they were discovered, they had already entered the opponent's territory. It was too late to prepare defenses; the overwhelming difference in firepower would make that Asian kid despair.
From the very beginning, Hank intended to directly overpower them!
Latu continued to suppress his movements and lower his presence. Fortunately, the other party finally passed by.
The black building stood in the Bru District, so out of place yet surprisingly harmonious. The words "SCP Foundation" appeared in Hank's eyes, making the chill in them deepen!
The news of that Asian kid building a tall building had already spread, and he naturally knew about it, which made Hank extremely concerned.
He knew what this represented: another force had intervened. The Shark Gang certainly didn't have the funds to build such a building.
Regardless of their purpose, Hank would now break it. Hank didn't think this was related to the White Eagle Gang; it should be another force, an outside force that had intervened.
In fact, Hank was not wrong!
So, completely destroying the Shark Gang and occupying the Bru District, he believed the White Eagle Gang wouldn't say anything. This was all within the reasonable rules.
They actually didn't even have any defenses!
Hank narrowed his eyes, looking at the empty area below the building. Although the iron gate was tightly shut, there was no one in the security area, and the lights in the building were all off.
Had that Asian kid become so sluggish, or was there something fishy going on, perhaps a hidden trap?
Hank felt the latter was more likely!
But...
A ferocious expression appeared on his face. So what if there was something fishy? Under absolute firepower, any strategy was useless, futile.
The dark muzzles of guns pointed at the building, and the safeties were disengaged in one swift motion.
Wang Ya sat on the sofa, looking at the projection screen. Well, there was also a white strong man, Jiedun, who was over 1.8 meters, almost 1.9 meters tall, next to him, the ruthless Jiedun, and the meowing Orange Cat!
Wang Ya glanced at the Orange Cat rolling on the floor. Jiedun, transformed into a seasoned cat slave, kept a close watch, afraid that the Orange Cat might encounter any trouble or need anything, and would promptly satisfy its needs.
Meow!
The Orange Cat's small size and shiny fur, especially with its two big eyes, made it very cute.
It seemed to be acting spoiled with Wang Ya, rolling around on the carpet, occasionally rolling to Wang Ya's feet.
No... I will absolutely not touch it... Absolutely not...
Having already seen through this little guy's disguise, Wang Ya could no longer treat this little guy with a normal attitude, let alone hold it in his arms to comfort it.
Only seasoned cat slaves like Jiedun, who deeply believed, dared to put the Orange Cat on his head.
Wang Ya watched the projection screen. In fact, they were still inside the SCP Foundation building, waiting for some people to arrive.
As for who they were waiting for.
Wang Ya indicated that the people they were waiting for had already arrived, everyone on the screen.
It was a slightly dim picture, seemingly at night, with many figures hidden near the SCP Foundation building, whether around corners or behind structures, all appearing very clearly on the screen.
Including what they were holding in their hands was also crystal clear!
"Wow! They're all big guys! They've all come out! Tsk tsk tsk..."
Wang Ya suddenly exclaimed.
He looked at the bald man on the projection screen and inexplicably wanted to laugh. So this was Blood Hand Hank of the Hank Gang? He was indeed mighty!
But a bit foolish!
"Alright, Jiedun, the people we're waiting for are here. We can officially begin our masterpiece."
Jiedun heard Wang Ya's voice and immediately stood up, his expression serious.
"Yes, President!"
...
Under Hank's restraint, the members of the Hank Gang did not rashly open the SCP Foundation's door and enter.
Hank felt a bit uneasy, but he didn't know why. However, to be safe, he still told his brothers to wait for a while. He wanted his right-hand man, Ghost Fox, to assess the situation and decide whether to directly rush into the building.
Ghost Fox, still wearing his cowboy hat, looked at the silent building. He felt that even if there was an ambush inside, with the Hank Gang's current firepower, they could completely overpower everything.
Don't forget, the Shark Gang at most only had twenty people!
And their Hank Gang was fully armed with over fifty people!
However, Ghost Fox also decided to be cautious and had Hank give orders to split into two groups. The first group would be led by Ghost Fox, and the second group would be led by Hank.
This way, even if there was an ambush and one side ran into trouble, the other side could detect it and respond.
"According to the information we've gathered, all members of the Shark Gang should only be inside the building, with resting areas in the back. But we can't rule out the possibility of them setting up an ambush beforehand!"
After several exchanges, Hank understood Ghost Fox's meaning and nodded in agreement.
Soon, the fifty men split into two groups. Ghost Fox led twenty men to enter the building's premises first, while Hank waited for Ghost Fox's signal before bringing in the remaining brothers.
"You've worked hard, Ghost Fox!"
Hank patted Ghost Fox's shoulder. He had always deeply trusted his right-hand man. After all, they had built the Hank Gang together, and there was no stronger bond.
"Boss, don't worry, I guarantee I won't disappoint you!"
Twenty members of the Hank Gang, led by Ghost Fox, broke the lock on the iron gate, pushed it open, and entered the SCP Foundation building's premises.
"Strange! There really isn't any movement!"
Ghost Fox looked around suspiciously, drawn by the fountain in front of the building's entrance!
"This is..."
Suddenly, the dark world was illuminated by a large amount of strong light. These were high-intensity lights, shining on them from four corners, forcing their eyes to close and shield themselves.
Da da da...
Some members of the Hank Gang couldn't endure it and decisively opened fire. The direction of their shooting was directly at the source of the lights. Soon, bullets shattered many of the lights, leaving only a few still on, but it no longer affected the Hank Gang members' vision.
Ghost Fox really wanted to laugh. This was it? A bit of light, but no decisive attack. If they had been directly focused fired on just now, they might have all been taken out here.
But they did nothing, only using the lights to confuse them, and no one appeared. It was probably intelligent control, and the real masterminds were likely watching them from somewhere.
In fact, Ghost Fox had guessed correctly, and he had also thought of something else.
The reason they weren't attacking them might be because they had already discovered that they had split into two groups and intended to catch them all. In that case, he absolutely couldn't let the Boss enter here.
But how did they find out? An internal mole was unlikely. The only possibility was surveillance!
Ghost Fox, with a mindset of certain death, intended to test all of the Shark Gang's methods within the building's premises to lay the foundation for Hank's victory. For this, he would not hesitate to die.
Wang Ya's phone was connected to the surveillance, and watching the Hank Gang's actions, he suddenly let out a surprised 'hmm'.
"I didn't expect the Hank Gang to actually have a smart guy. That's rare!"
Wang Ya had thought the Hank Gang was all muscle and bullets. It seemed that the fearsome Hank Gang indeed had its extraordinary qualities.
However, since the other party had this intention to probe, Wang Ya simply decided to grant that request.
"Just in time to see what makes Hammer Industries, which is as renowned as Stark Industries, so extraordinary!"
Wang Ya chuckled. The batch of firearms Landon Fury purchased were also weapons produced by Hammer Industries, claiming to surpass all of Stark Industries' weapons and be epoch-making.
Landon Fury had also strongly recommended them, making Wang Ya wonder if Landon Fury had something going on with Justin Hammer, perhaps a secret, unspeakable affair.
Wang Ya silently thought of the famous Ex-Wife Missile from his previous life. So, this one, even before the Ex-Wife, could be considered the initial stage, the Ex-Ex-Wife. How would it perform?
Regarding the Ex-Wife Missile, Wang Ya was actually quite optimistic about it. Even though the real Ex-Wife Missile hadn't been developed yet, and this batch was just the Ex-Ex-Wife Missile, it was still a missile after all. With Landon Fury's capabilities, he could naturally get them, and Wang Ya only asked for one.
Who knew, this Ex-Wife Missile had a history of issues. Who knew how the Ex-Ex-Wife would perform? Optimistic as he was, what if it flew out and just gave someone a flick on the head, and the opponent, in pain, retaliated with a barrage of gunfire?
That would be quite interesting...
I think I should read the manual, to avoid making a fool of myself—"
Wang Ya thought about it; the consequences were a bit terrifying, so he decided to read the manual!
So he called out to Jiedun, who was already playing with Orange Cat!
"Where did you put my manual, Jiedun!"
"Boss! I remember you put it under the table!"
Wang Ya indeed found a box under the table.
"Such a big box, could there be a complimentary gift inside!"
Wang Ya remembered when Tony Stark sold him the Jericho missile, he even included champagne. Since he bought the Pre-Pre-Wife missile from Hammer Industries, which is as famous as Stark Industries, it should at least come with a small gift!
Alright! Wang Ya admitted he guessed wrong!
Opening the large box, there was indeed only a single instruction manual and a pair of gloves inside.
"Small-minded, Hammer!"
Wang Ya declared that he was completely wrong. Unable to drink champagne, he decided to pass on Hammer Industries' products. To hell with the Pre-Wife missile!
Wang Ya gave up on the idea of acquiring a renowned Pre-Wife missile when it was eventually developed.
He tore the instruction manual into pieces. As for elegantly putting on the stylish gloves to gracefully read the Hammer Industries Pre-Pre-Wife missile manual...
Wang Ya said he couldn't do it at all. He threw the gloves to Orange Cat for him to play with.
Wang Ya wanted to add: The gloves are really good. He had misunderstood Hammer Industries; Justin Hammer had put in a lot of thought!
It's more meaningful for customers to carefully put on comfortable gloves and meticulously read the manual than to drink champagne!
How elegant!
"RDX?"
"Kinetic Kill Sidewinder Missile!!"
Wang Ya pressed his temples. This was great, that familiar feeling again. It was indeed the ex-wife's trick, and the pre-pre-wife had already started it!
"Long-range launch! Kinetic penetration of armored targets, equivalent to the power of C4 when detonated. This is absolutely awesome!"
Wang Ya gave two thumbs up, indicating his approval!
A miniaturized, two-stage intelligent bunker buster with a very high explosive yield. You think I'm an armor-piercing round, but actually, I'm C4!
These are indeed its advantages, if Hammer Industries isn't falsely advertising!
Alright! If what's written in the manual is false advertising, Wang Ya might not be able to resist dragging Orange Cat to have a talk with Justin Hammer!
But the Pre-Pre-Wife missile still has a drawback that isn't really a drawback: it requires a relatively reasonable deployment distance and enough time to build up sufficient speed to penetrate the target and detonate the explosive.
Otherwise, the consequence would be giving the enemy a big flick on the forehead!!
That would hurt a lot!!
But it wouldn't explode…
Everything is ready, all that's needed is the opportune moment!!
Wang Ya looked at the situation on the surveillance screen and nodded. The opportune moment was also ready!
The enemies who had entered the building appeared to be making a probing move, while the leader of the Hank Gang was waiting outside, presumably for those inside to signal.
So Wang Ya said, "I accept your probe. This round, we'll see if you can handle it."
"Come on! Pre-Pre-Wife, launch!"
Wang Ya decisively pressed a button on his phone. The target had already reached its location, and now was the perfect time for launch.
"Tonight's city is destined to be lively!"
...
Ghost Fox led the Hank Gang members, cautiously checking everything around the SCP Foundation building, not even overlooking the stacked stones and cement.
They quickly cleared all dangers and arrived next to the fountain. Beyond this point was the entrance to the building.
Could the Shark Gang really only have such limited means, like useless spotlight illumination?
Ghost Fox felt that things wouldn't be so simple. In fact, such premonitions are usually very accurate and come quickly.
Hiss! Hiss!
Ghost Fox suddenly heard some subtle sounds and immediately felt strange. Where was this sound coming from, and why was it like this?
Then he quickly discovered it, his eyes revealing a look of terror and despair, because from the top of the building, a flying object with a burning tail flame was rapidly flying towards them.
"Oh no! F*ck!"
Ghost Fox barely recognized what it was. It was a flying missile. Although he didn't recognize it as the Pre-Pre-Wife missile, an uncontrollable panic erupted from the bottom of his heart. If that thing fell, they would all die, everyone would die!!
"Scatter, run!"
Ghost Fox used all his strength to roar and shout, telling everyone to quickly leave their positions and not linger.
Unfortunately, it was too late. That small object wasn't large, but its flying speed was incredibly fast, almost instantly arriving in front of this group of Hank Gang members.
Then it crashed at their feet…
Boom!
A deafening explosion, louder than C4 explosives, roared out. Light and heat unleashed their power in this area.
A ten-meter crater appeared there, and naturally, those inside met only one fate: to go meet Satan!
However, being outside the ten-meter radius didn't guarantee survival; the possibility of death was very high.
Out of twenty Hank Gang members, only five survived, but they still suffered severe blast injuries. Ghost Fox was covered in blood, staring blankly at the ruined ground around him and the bodies of his brothers with missing limbs.
His heart was filled with despair, and he knew the fate of the Hank Gang. When the Shark Gang brought out this missile, the outcome was already sealed.
The Hank Gang was bound to lose!!
But he could no longer wait for that moment. The scene before his eyes gradually blurred. He could only vaguely see an Asian youth, accompanied by a tall, burly white man, starting to finish off his brothers with a pistol.
He couldn't stop them, couldn't do anything, because even he himself was about to die!
The explosion had already torn apart his chest, leaving no possibility of survival.
Wang Ya surveyed the destructive power created by the Pre-Pre-Wife missile and nodded in affirmation.
It truly brought honor to Hammer Industries. Indeed, those who can stand shoulder to shoulder with Stark Industries all have their extraordinary qualities.
The US military couldn't be foolish. Large orders naturally yielded worthwhile results.
Unfortunately, the SCP Foundation wasn't planning to go the military-industrial route. It was a technology company, so naturally, it developed technology!
For example, its first product, an 18-centimeter doll, full of exquisite handcrafted artistry. This was definitely the most beautiful doll.
It could also move on its own, requiring only a tiny strand of hair, no electricity, no oil, active for a week, speaking true words—worth owning!
And it was mass-produced too!!
Although Wang Ya currently couldn't exchange for it, he was already close to upgrading to C-level popularity.
Hank remained silent, staring blankly at the fireworks and scattered debris inside.
He saw it clearly from the main gate; even from a great distance, the intensity of the light and heat could be felt across half of Bru District.
His mood was heavy, very heavy, like oppressive storm clouds waiting for thunder and a downpour.
Dead!
Willie was dead, Ghost Fox was dead; his two right-hand men were gone, all because of this small Shark Gang, that damned Asian kid, an Asian kid he never even bothered to notice.
Thud!
A punch strong enough to break a man's ribs slammed into the wall, but the expected hole didn't appear.
He thought he could punch a hole, but there wasn't the slightest sign of damage.
It was as if this wall symbolized that the nascent SCP Foundation was no longer something the Hank Gang could control; they were merely striking a stone with an egg.
How could Hank admit it?
He would never admit it.
A mere Shark Gang, a gang born in the poorest, most backward place, a lowly, despicable Asian kid—how could he…
Crack!
He pulled out his sidearm, disengaged the safety, and aimed the dark muzzle at the SCP Foundation building.
No matter what, today, only one could exist: the SCP Foundation or the Hank Gang.
No matter what!
"Brothers, charge! Let's make this building our Hank Gang's new base!"
"Wine, women, wealth—as long as we take this land, everything will come, everything will be ours!"
Hank shouted, his voice full of encouragement.
He had done everything perfectly that needed to be done before the war, but there was one thing he couldn't do: bring the dead back to life!
He was unwilling, very unwilling, that his two sworn brothers had died at the hands of that Asian kid.
But blood debts must be paid with blood; that Asian kid must die, and that black informant must also die.
Blood for blood, there will be retribution!
However, he forgot that every time it was he who initiated the trouble, while the Asian kid he spoke of was the victim every single time.
"Charge! Kill!"
All members of the Hank Gang, led by their boss Blood Hand Hank, rushed into the building's perimeter, naturally seeing a ground littered with shattered corpses.
One of them Hank would never forget, and that was his brother Ghost Fox!
"I will avenge you!"
Hank smoothed Ghost Fox's wide-open eyes, closing his eyelids.
Observing the surroundings, Hank realized that such a large explosion and the damage it caused meant the weapon used must be extraordinary, definitely not something that Asian kid could have obtained.
Perhaps it was the power behind the SCP Foundation.
This was the only possibility!
Abundant funds, channels for arms and weapons, and such extraordinary military weapons—almost everyone in Gotham City capable of such things were prominent figures, not small-time characters from the Slums like them, who could only dream of such things.
"Heh heh… So, we've been drawn into a struggle between two factions… Could someone actually be making a move against Penguin?
How audacious…"
Hank seemed to know many things, but he also seemed to be overthinking in a certain direction!
Wang Ya indicated that he did a great job; that's exactly what was needed for him to overthink!
"Search, you must find those people.
You can shoot at any time, don't worry about anything; if they're not our people, kill them all on sight!"
Hank said, brimming with murderous intent.
The other members, hearing their boss's command, also carried their guns with fierce expressions and began searching various places.
Nothing… Still nothing…
Hank looked around, surprised and uncertain.
The message from his subordinates was that they only found some mechanical devices; there wasn't a single person's shadow!
"Then let's go to the building.
Come on, let's all rush into the building!"
A fierce glint flashed in Hank's eyes as he led the team directly towards the building's entrance.
But just then, a faint sound was incredibly clear in the quiet night.
Hank looked in one direction: the source of the sound, the fountain directly opposite the building.
Lights shimmered in the fountain, and an image projected onto the water appeared before all the Hank Gang members.
This is…
Hank gnashed his teeth, looking at the person in the image, who was none other than that damned Asian kid.
Wang Ya in the projection screen seemed to be able to see where the Hank Gang members were, his gaze locked with Blood Hand Hank's.
One wore a smile, the other was filled with murderous intent!
Wang Ya in the screen, dressed in a well-fitting suit, held a rose in his hand and elegantly bowed to Hank.
"Please enjoy the show I've brought for you!"
"To hell with your show!"
Hank furiously emptied a clip from his revolver into the projection screen, and the other members followed suit, all firing at the fountain.
It seemed they hit the projection device, as Wang Ya's projected image instantly vanished!
But to Hank's surprise, the fountain was not destroyed; it looked as if it hadn't received any damage at all!
Hank felt there was something strange about the fountain, so he called a subordinate to go check it out!
"Zhang Yu Ge, go check if there's anything strange about that fountain.
Be careful!"
Zhang Yu Ge, called by Hank, was Hank's absolutely loyal subordinate, with dead fish eyes and a slightly flattened, elongated head, and soft, slender limbs, which is why he had the nickname Zhang Yu Ge.
Zhang Yu Ge cautiously approached the fountain.
The water reflected him, and there seemed to be nothing unusual, but the water was strangely beautiful, with very peculiar colors, like a fountain in a children's playground.
But why would the SCP Foundation have such a fountain here?
Involuntarily, Zhang Yu Ge reached his hand into the water, but just then, an irresistible suction pulled him into the pool.
Water splashed before his eyes, and he lost sight of the outside world, falling into a daze.
When Zhang Yu Ge woke up, he heard some strange noises, seemingly people shouting.
"Hey! Flathead, open the door for me, hurry up!"
The voice was very anxious, but who was calling him?
So Zhang Yu Ge opened his eyes and found that his surroundings had completely changed.
It was no longer the SCP Foundation's fountain, but a strange, prison-like building.
Then he felt a police baton strike the back of his head, and he immediately passed out.
The prison guard shouted angrily, "What's going on?
How did someone appear here?
Are they trying to break out a prisoner?
Put him in C-Block, and ensure all checkpoints are strictly guarded!"
He knew full well what this place was; there could be no mistakes, because this was Gotham City's most notorious Arkham Asylum!
Hank's worldview seemed to have suffered a fatal blow. What did he see? His subordinate, Zhang Yu Ge, was actually swallowed by a fountain in a children's playground, and after being swallowed, he completely disappeared.
Having adhered to a scientific mindset for a long time, Hank was like a frozen computer in the face of this inexplicable scene, staring blankly at the fountain without a word.
The other Hank Gang members also gasped, their hearts filled with fear, and they regarded that fountain, which looked like it belonged in a children's playground, as a tiger.
Disappeared!
Directly eaten by the pond water!
This was simply too terrifying; this pond water must have magic.
Many Hank Gang members had long heard that the leader of the Shark Gang was a Wizard, possessing unexpected magic, and that he had achieved his position as the leader of the Shark Gang through magic.
They originally didn't believe this at all, but the facts were already before their eyes: Zhang Yu Ge had simply vanished in the pond water.
A cowardly Hank Gang member, who had no resistance to such mythical existences, cried out in a breakdown.
"It's true! The matter of the Shark Gang's leader being a Wizard is indeed true…"
"I've said it before, how could an ordinary Asian kid become the leader of the Shark Gang? He must possess magic; he is a real Wizard!"
Bang!
A violent gunshot, accompanied by the roar of gunpowder, gradually subsided.
A bullet hole appeared on the forehead of the Hank Gang member who was shouting in a breakdown, and his lifeless body fell with a thud.
The one who fired the shot was their leader, Blood Hand Hank.
Hank's face was ashen at this moment; he didn't believe it. He absolutely refused to believe that damned Asian kid was some nonexistent Wizard. It must have been some technological means that made Zhang Yu Ge disappear, or perhaps there was some space hidden beneath the fountain.
This loudmouth was shaking morale; he deserved to die!!
After their leader fired that shot, all the Hank Gang members seemed to have lost something; they deflated instantly, and their morale visibly plummeted.
Hank knew that this absolutely wouldn't do. They might collapse before even encountering the main force of that Asian kid.
Now, their numbers were almost the same as the opponent's.
Even Hank felt that suppressing them with firepower was impossible. The fact that the opponent could produce missiles of that caliber proved that their weapons were absolutely not weak.
So far, Hank still felt that Wang Ya was playing psychological warfare with him. As long as he remained calm and wasn't taken advantage of by the opponent, he would still have a chance to fight and turn the tide.
But if Wang Ya knew what Hank was thinking, he would probably ruthlessly tell him, "Brother, you're really overthinking it."
In the beginning, Wang Ya might have paid more attention to the Hank Gang, but now, the SCP Foundation has slowly developed, and the Hank Gang's current strength truly isn't enough to compare with the SCP Foundation.
Perhaps the only aspect where they were stronger than the SCP Foundation was in numbers; the Hank Gang indeed had more members than the SCP Foundation.
It's a pity he doesn't know if he can manifest some Mobile Task Forces or individual special forces, otherwise the SCP Foundation's current understaffing situation could be directly resolved.
As of now, there's no sign of that. So it seems he'll have to wait until Wang Ya's personnel level rises to C-class. Perhaps then it might be possible to manifest various units from the SCP Foundation's combat departments.
Hank fired again, but this time he didn't shoot at anyone; he shot into the sky.
The deafening sound of the revolver drew everyone's attention, and they looked at their leader, who was still burly, strong, and fierce.
"Brothers, we can't go on like this. This is a technological society. We must believe in science. There's no such thing as a nonexistent Wizard; they only exist in the fairy tales of those still-nursing kids."
Hank shouted loudly, trying to reignite morale. This tactic was indeed effective, and all the Hank Gang members showed emotion and some affirmation on their faces.
Hank struck while the iron was hot, saying, "The person I killed was just an undercover agent trying to shake our morale. He must have been a spy for the Shark Gang, and his death is well-deserved. We don't need to care!"
"We still have a chance! We have weapons in our hands, so we don't need to be afraid of that Asian kid. When he comes out, we'll just shoot him into a sieve. After successfully occupying Bru District, wine, women, and wealth will all come rolling in. We must have confidence!"
"Do you have confidence?!"
"Yes!!"
The Hank Gang members' morale was once again ignited by Hank, and they shouted in unison.
Wang Ya observed this scene. The SCP Foundation building was surrounded by his eyes—various disguised cameras that could observe the actions of all the Hank Gang members from every angle!
Wang Ya also had to admit that this Hank really had something going for him; for example, his ability to boost morale was something Wang Ya couldn't match.
Looking at the big guy playing with Orange Cat, Wang Ya felt that not having hope was the most correct approach.
He still had to wait for Landon Fury to dispatch a batch of elites; then the situation would probably improve a bit.
As for whether there would be any negative impact, Wang Ya stated that Landon Fury also owned two percent of the SCP Foundation, so sending people to develop it was only right.
However, Wang Ya would not completely rely on Landon Fury's support. After some time, he would also go and find a group of his own true elites.
As for the former Shark Gang members, now the SCP Foundation security guards, Wang Ya considered pulling out one or two valuable individuals to potentially cultivate as confidantes. As for the others, well, he would send them to Arkham Asylum to be prison guards.
Gotham City needs a lot of support, and the SCP Foundation, as a positive technology company, must provide more support to Gotham City!
So, sending a group of scumbag employees to Arkham Asylum to be prison guards would be the SCP Foundation's initial support for Gotham City.
Just in a few days, Landon Fury would introduce a few people to meet with Wang Ya, and perhaps even host a small party.
No, it should be called a charity gala!
It would be another gathering of various philanthropists, discussing plans for Gotham City, and which areas to support, and what kind of donations to make for which aspects.
There should be various reporters swarming in!
Wang Ya said he shouldn't think too much; as a mysterious Wizard, he should have his own demeanor and elegance.
Of course! Except with Justin Hammer!
Wang Ya was still bothered by the fact that the large box accompanying the ex-wife missile contained no champagne or fine wine, only a pair of gloves!
Boom boom boom!
Although Hank claimed not to believe that Wang Ya was some illusory wizard, it didn't stop him from being wary of the fountain, which resembled a splash pad in a children's playground.
He had personally watched Zhang Yu Ge disappear into that fountain.
Therefore, Hank, with a sense of dread, rallied his subordinates and ordered another round of firing at the fountain.
He wanted to see if they could destroy the thing!
But the result was still unimaginable to him; the fountain actually withstood such an attack.
Blood Hand Hank refused to believe that he couldn't deal with this small fountain today.
At the same time, over at Arkham Asylum, a guard was horrified to discover numerous empty bullet casings, seemingly out of nowhere, inside the prison. They were brand new and still radiating a scorching heat.
It was as if they had just been fired from a gun!
"Damn it! This is insane, how can such a bizarre thing happen!"
The guard seemed to recall the ghost stories of Arkham Asylum. Although they were in a scientific world where no one believed in vengeful spirits or evil ghosts, he was still afraid.
Not believing didn't mean not being afraid!!!
It seemed he had to report this!
The guard secretly made up his mind, but what made him uneasy was that not long ago, a long-headed fellow had inexplicably broken in, and now there were so many bullet casings. Was there some connection?
He was at a loss, so he simply stopped thinking about this troublesome matter and instead focused on strictly guarding all the cells to see if anything unusual was happening.
This was Arkham Asylum, where all of Gotham City's most terrifying criminals were locked up.
If one of them accidentally escaped, the entire Gotham City would be turned upside down.
…
Hank stared at the fountain, his face flushed with blood. He seemed to be challenging this thing today, refusing to believe that Blood Hand Hank couldn't deal with it!
If Wang Ya were present, he would tell him the despairing news with immense pity: You truly cannot do anything about this fountain.
Even the SCP Foundation couldn't easily destroy this thing.
But Blood Hand Hank stubbornly refused to believe in this evil, so he ordered his subordinates to bring several grenades and a hidden RPG!
There were a total of six grenades, all thrown into the fountain. But a bizarre thing happened; after a few seconds, the grenades didn't explode. Instead, they seemed to be swallowed, disappearing without a trace.
Wang Ya, watching the Hank Gang's actions on the screen, shook his head. He was starting to get tired of playing with these guys.
Yes, playing. From the very beginning until now, Wang Ya had not taken the Hank Gang's attack seriously.
Perhaps by now, their old base was probably occupied by those scumbag employees. Wang Ya had specifically ordered Sende (Black) and the old man Hans to lead the charge. The entire SCP Foundation now consisted of only two people and one cat!
Looking at the so-called Blood Hand Hank again, he had already fired his last resort, the RPG. Light and heat descended upon the fountain, and the explosion echoed in the air.
Had it destroyed the thing?
Hank looked over anxiously, and the other members shared the same apprehension.
However, once everything calmed down, what was left in the field stunned everyone: the fountain was still perfectly intact, as if it had suffered no damage whatsoever.
Hank's eyes widened, a mix of emotions swirling in his heart, but at the same time, a surge of frustration welled up within him.
"No, I don't believe it, this must be our hallucination!"
Hank grabbed a man and pushed him towards the fountain.
"This is all an illusion, go and see what's really going on!"
The white man was directly pushed into the fountain by Hank, and then the same situation as Zhang Yu Ge occurred: the white man fell into the water and disappeared.
Hank stared at all this in a daze, muttering to himself: "Impossible… impossible…"
He then looked at the others, one by one pushing them into the fountain.
Wang Ya watched this spectacular scene through the projection screen. What a show!
Meow!
Orange Cat playfully bit the glove, glanced at the screen, and then stopped watching. For it, the glove in its mouth was more attractive.
It had to be said that Justin Hammer's gloves were indeed different—durable!
Accompanying Hank's actions, he seemed not to notice that his subordinates' gazes towards him had changed. It was a look of wariness and unfamiliarity.
Finally, several members could no longer bear it, because Hank was still constantly pushing people into the fountain, and it was clear they had already determined that the Shark Gang's boss was a terrifying wizard; this terrifying fountain proved it all.
They exchanged glances, a fierce glint in their eyes, and together they seized Hank. Amidst Hank's angry roars and struggles, they threw him into the fountain, where he was likewise swallowed and disappeared.
The remaining people suddenly lost their backbone. Even their boss was dead; what were they supposed to do now!
Buzz buzz!
Wang Ya's figure reappeared from the fountain's projection and spoke to the surviving Hank Gang members.
"Your boss was killed by your betrayal. You know what this means. Why don't you work for me? I promise to give you a chance to live, provided you pass the test!"
As Wang Ya's words fell, the Hank Gang members were all bewildered, their expressions hesitant. But then, seemingly remembering Wang Ya's terrifying identity as a wizard, they immediately knelt down in fear, bowing to Wang Ya.
Thus! The Hank Gang ended its ten-year reign, concluding with the death of its boss, Hank!
In the top-floor room of the building, Jiedun still couldn't help but ask.
"President, where did Hank and those Hank Gang members go? Were they really eaten by that magical fountain?"
Wang Ya said with a smile, "What do you think? Feel free to guess!"
"I can't guess that!"
Jiedun looked confused!
"Here's a hint: they didn't die, but were transported to another place. But whether they are dead now, I don't know!"
Wang Ya added in his mind: There's a two-thirds chance they can survive, provided they are transported to the SCP underground base or Arkham Asylum. Only then is there a greater chance of survival. As for other places, the chance of survival is close to zero.
No one knew where Wang Ya had actually placed those locations!
Of course, under Wang Ya's control, the Hank Gang members would never be transported to the underground base.
The best luck they could have was to go to Arkham Asylum and keep company with those lovely criminals.
The Hank Gang's matter had concluded, and Wang Ya's mission was complete. With an irrepressible excitement, Wang Ya entered his private room.
[Wang Ya]
[Level: D-class personnel (600/1000)]
[Manifestation Points: 2830]
[Current SCPs: SCP-127 - Living Gun (Safe), SCP-247 - Harmless Kitten (Euclid), scp-120 - teleportation pool (Safe)… ]
Here it comes, here it comes! The long-awaited Grandpa 682 is coming!
The most terrifying reptile, the superstar everyone is watching, tonight's glory belongs to it alone!
Wang Ya's existing quest bar appeared in the void before him!
[Main Quest Two: Display Strength]
[You have established the SCP Foundation, but the world is unaware. Eliminate the Hank Gang to announce the arrival of the SCP Foundation to the surrounding area gangs.]
[Reward: Manifestation Exchange Qualification: SCP-682 - Hard-to-Destroy Reptile]
As the text gradually changed, this quest slowly disappeared, replaced by new text.
[Main Quest Two: Display Strength (Completed)]
[Reward Received: SCP-682 - Hard-to-Destroy Reptile, Manifestation Exchange Qualification!]
Wang Ya's heart was pounding with excitement; it was a success, the exchange qualification for Grandpa 682.
[SCP-682 - Hard-to-Destroy Reptile, Exchange Manifestation Points: 200,000]
Wang Ya counted the digits: ones, tens, hundreds, thousands, ten thousands, hundred thousands—a full five zeros and a two. His excitement slowly subsided. This was an astronomical figure for Wang Ya at present.
His current Manifestation Points were barely close to three thousand, not even reaching three thousand. When would he ever reach two hundred thousand?
However, the increase in Manifestation Points seemed to be related to the impact of SCPs on the world.
As long as more SCPs influenced the world and made more people aware of SCPs, the Manifestation Points would rapidly increase.
After Wang Ya sold the Cursed Doll to Landon Fury, his Manifestation Points had surged for a period, otherwise, they wouldn't have reached nearly three thousand.
So now there was only one choice: manifest more SCPs to influence more people.
With this thought, a still-incomplete plan gradually formed in Wang Ya's mind.
Daytime.
Bru District remained as stagnant as ever, while the Hank Gang's territory, Hank District, had secretly changed hands, now controlled by Wang Ya's 'scum employees'.
Last night, while Wang Ya was battling most of the Hank Gang members, those scum employees, led by the old Sende (Black) and Sende, went to occupy the undefended Hank Gang territory.
Those two were the only somewhat useful ones among the scum employees.
If they couldn't even take over the Hank Gang's territory, then Wang Ya might as well feed them all to the fish!
Arkham Asylum wouldn't even be bothered with such useless employees; they were so incompetent they'd probably forget to eat even as prison guards!
...
Another day passed. Those scum employees finally didn't make Wang Ya despair, but he didn't have high hopes; he was already satisfied if they could handle simple tasks that just required having hands.
These guys had no culture, couldn't fight, and as for diligence...
The great President of the SCP Foundation, the sole member of the O5 Council, Lord Wizard Wang Ya, declared that if these Sende (Black) had even an ounce of diligence, he would directly... well, jump from this third floor, he wouldn't die!
Alright! Wang Ya temporarily didn't want to consider how to arrange these scum employees; it was most reassuring to first manifest Grandpa 682.
That beautiful body, powerful limbs, so handsome even when bathing, though it would consume many D-class personnel!
For now, he left those scum employees there. The Hank District territory needed people to guard it. As for what kind of chain reaction it would cause, Wang Ya stated that the Hank Gang's affairs had nothing to do with his SCP Foundation.
It was akin to letting those scum employees run wild there, allowing them to become the new Hank Gang, while Wang Ya's main focus was still developing the SCP Foundation. Conveniently, Landon Fury's people were to be dispatched today.
He didn't want to see that bunch of useless guys anymore!
Time arrived in the afternoon!
In the SCP Foundation building, Landon Fury was conversing with Wang Ya, and of course, there was expensive red wine.
"Wizard, this is the first batch of support I've provided by joining the SCP Foundation!"
Landon Fury was dressed in a proper suit, and his assistant took the wine glass Landon Fury offered.
"Please follow me to see, this is the gift I brought for Wizard!"
Wang Ya followed to the window and saw the troops standing behind the fountain below.
There were about thirty people, dressed in black suits, tall, wearing sunglasses, including Sende (Black), Caucasians, and even Asians.
Overall, they looked very imposing; at least in terms of formation and discipline, they completely surpassed Wang Ya's group of scum employees.
"Who are they?"
Wang Ya appropriately asked.
"Landon Group's armed personnel, now SCP Foundation armed personnel, reporting only to you and me!"
Landon Fury said specifically, bending forward slightly.
"This is a very good gift, I like it very much, but isn't the number a bit too small!"
Wang Ya nodded slightly and said.
"Wizard, with more people, I'm afraid some people will not be able to sit still!"
Landon Fury said with a hint of difficulty on his face.
Wang Ya instantly understood: "What a stingy Penguin!"
But then again, no one would tolerate an uncontrolled, unrestrained presence in their territory. That would be like placing a ticking time bomb next to your ear; you can hear its sound, and although you know it won't explode immediately, you'll always worry about it exploding. So it's better to just get rid of the bomb and not worry anymore.
Wang Ya's initial difficulty, the threat of the Hank Gang, had been resolved. Next were the surrounding Iron Blood Gang, the Stick Boys, and the biggest threat, the White Eagle Gang.
The former didn't need to be rushed for now. What Wang Ya truly had to face was the pressure from the White Eagle Gang.
This, he thought, would require a good talk with the stingy Mr. Penguin.
Wang Ya considered how to meet with the stingy Mr. Penguin and with what attitude to approach him!
As an enemy, or...
However, just as Wang Ya was thinking, a notification sound rang out.
[Congratulations on completing the hidden quest, Formation One!]
[You have established the SCP Foundation and successfully acquired a certain number of members. This quest is a chain quest!]
[Reward Received: One random manifestation opportunity]
A look of joy appeared on Wang Ya's face; this was truly another piece of good news!
"Mr. Landon Fury, you are also a member of SCP Technology Co., Ltd. and own two percent of the shares, which no one can take away. After all, it's in black and white, the information is clearly recorded, isn't it!"
Wang Ya said with a smile.
"I am more than willing to contribute to the SCP Foundation, Wizard!"
Landon Fury said with a smile.
"This is just the initial stage; more support will come later to develop the SCP Foundation!"
Landon Fury hesitated for a moment, then continued.
"Wizard, I truly don't understand why we have to develop the SCP Foundation here, in that annoying Penguin's territory. If… I mean, if we used the Landon Group as a springboard to develop the SCP Foundation, wouldn't it be better!"
Landon Fury confidently stated, "The Landon Group is one of the top enterprises in Gotham City, mainly focusing on the pharmaceutical industry, and also some food-related industries. It can be said that our strength is formidable. Using the Landon Group as a springboard, the SCP Foundation can be developed rapidly."
Wang Ya listened to Landon Fury's words, his eyes showing no change, only speaking with a hint of deeper meaning.
"Then why do you think I would choose Bru District as the center to develop the SCP Foundation…"
This rhetorical question made Landon Fury pause. Indeed, why would the Wizard choose this place? If he, Landon Fury, could think of such an obvious reason, how could the great and mysterious Wizard not think of it!
All at once, Landon Fury's reverence for Wang Ya deepened even further. He seemed to have imagined many things, and at the same time, he felt ashamed of his own rudeness, daring to question the great Wizard, and his own foolishness.
"Wizard, I overstepped!"
Landon Fury lowered his head and said sincerely.
Wang Ya chuckled softly, "Come on, let's go somewhere!"
He was unaware of Landon Fury's many conjectures and imaginings. The reason he chose Bru District as the core for development, despite it being time-consuming and arduous, was simply because his initial mission was centered there and had already been set.
It was also a career mission with extremely generous rewards!
[Career Mission - Initial (45%)]
[You have initially established the SCP Foundation and gathered a certain number of personnel, but your construction is not yet well completed. SCP Building height (10/50), SCP Underground Base (50%), SCP Basic Construction (40%) Note: Already constructed, demolition will result in mission failure!]
[Reward: One random SCP Anomaly ability replacement!]
What Wang Ya looked forward to most was this, the second random SCP Anomaly ability replacement. The first random replacement gave Wang Ya the ability of a Lucky Child, which was very practical and suited him well, and also made him the mysterious Wizard!
So whose random replacement ability would it be this time? This concerned the improvement of Wang Ya's own strength. Forget about leaving Bru District; even if you put Green Lantern's ring in front of Wang Ya, he wouldn't even glance at it, or rather, he would disdain it. The SCP Foundation exists to save Gotham, to contain and protect the world. How could he abandon his great ideal?
Even if the six Infinity Stones and the Infinity Gauntlet were placed in front of him, on the condition that he leave Bru District, he would definitely agree immediately!
Isn't it just changing places? Isn't it just a career mission? Where can't it be built? If it's gone, it's gone. It can be built elsewhere. With the Landon Group as a springboard, isn't construction just a matter of days!
Alright!
Wang Ya expressed that if you gave him the Infinity Gauntlet and the six stones, he would definitely say "true fragrance" immediately and clear the place!
Landon Fury, his assistant, and his attendants followed Wang Ya down the building. Jiedun, with the Orange Cat on his head, also followed behind. Well!
He was truly stubborn.
The suit-clad thugs, standing in four rows behind the fountain, saluted Wang Ya and Landon Fury together, shouting,
"Greetings, President! Greetings, Mr. Fury!"
Wang Ya glanced at Landon Fury. This situation was clearly deliberately orchestrated by him, but Wang Ya liked it very much and expressed that not seeing those scumbag employees made his mood genuinely good.
Look at these vigorous young men, look at their full muscles, their upright physiques, their powerful voices.
This was simply great!
Wang Ya silently gave Landon Fury a thumbs-up in his heart, thinking he truly understood the Wizard. However, his expression remained calm as he spoke to Landon Fury.
"I imagine Mr. Landon Fury must be very curious why I brought you here!"
Landon Fury smiled and said, "The Wizard truly knows my thoughts. This is indeed something that makes me a little curious. I wonder what the Wizard means…"
"Come and see this…"
Wang Ya walked to the fountain, but Landon Fury, though following, still looked very puzzled, not understanding Wang Ya's intention.
And the great Wizard, Lord Wang Ya, expressed that he must once again demonstrate his powerful magic to this fifty-year-old comrade, Mr. Landon Fury.
This would facilitate the continuation of subsequent matters and avoid unnecessary trouble.
Simply put, it was a warning, a deterrent!
The mysterious Wizard, Lord Wang Ya, had probably exposed too much in the eyes of the respected Mr. Landon Fury recently. Privately, this old fellow had probably investigated even Wang Ya's ancestors of eighteen generations thoroughly.
Wang Ya had guessed all this. If it were him, he would definitely investigate, and the clearer the better. But no matter how clear the investigation, as long as humanity's greatest fear, the unknown, still existed, then everything would be calm and under Wang Ya's control.
Jiedun blinked. The brawny man, over 1.8 meters tall, had become increasingly effeminate in his actions due to his daily servitude as the Orange Cat's slave!
No, it should be that Wang Ya needed to properly rectify this little fellow, the Orange Cat. It was being served good wine, good meat, and good people every day, yet it didn't put in much effort, causing it to gain a circle of fat.
It could now bid farewell to the mighty name of 'Bengal Tiger' and instead earn the domineering name of 'Bengal Garfield Cat'.
(Orange Cat: Meow~ Has Master lost his love for me!)
Landon Fury still couldn't help but ask, "Wizard, what does this mean!"
Was it just to make him look at this fountain, which was like something out of a children's park? The Wizard truly mistook him. He only had a preference for male beauty, not an interest in children. He had never had such a thought about returning to childhood.
Wang Ya didn't beat around the bush and said directly, "Mr. Landon Fury, do you know how we won the victory when all my main forces were occupying the Hank Gang's territory!"
Landon Fury stared intently at Wang Ya, silently thinking, "Didn't you defeat all your enemies with your mysterious and terrifying magic, and achieve victory in one fell swoop!"
Landon Fury stared at Wang Ya, thinking to himself, "Didn't you defeat all your enemies with your mysterious and terrifying magic, achieving victory in one fell swoop?"
Landon Fury didn't believe that a single special missile from Justin Hammer could completely eliminate the Hank Gang's power.
He had investigated the Hank Gang; while they were indeed a mediocre gang, they had a decent number of members and weapons. It was clearly impossible to wipe out everyone with just one special missile from Hammer Industries.
Then there was only one possibility: Wizard had used his mysterious magic!
Wang Ya spoke, "Landon Fury, would you like to embark on a rather fantastical journey, an unprecedented experience?"
Landon Fury said with interest, "Since Wizard says so, then I can only listen with pleasure."
"The answer still lies with the fountain in front of us!"
"The fountain?"
Landon Fury looked at the slightly childish children's playground fountain in front of him with a mixture of surprise and uncertainty, unable to connect it with the wonderful journey Wizard spoke of.
"Then, bring a few people along with us!"
Wang Ya looked at the group of suited thugs, standing like sentinels, and immediately the four in front stepped forward.
"Excellent! Wizard agrees for you to come, so hurry up, and see how Wizard takes us on a fantastical journey!"
Landon Fury said with a smile.
Wang Ya said, "Now, jump into the fountain!"
The four burly men in suits didn't hesitate, jumping straight in, which pleased Wang Ya.
Then, something happened that horrified everyone: the four men seemed to be sucked into the pond water and then simply vanished.
This scene not only made Landon Fury and his assistant's faces change drastically, but also caused the suited tough guys, standing like sentinels, to show expressions of shock.
"Well! Mr. Landon Fury! Please join me on this wonderful journey!"
Wang Ya chuckled, extending a hand in a gentlemanly invitation!
"Every action of Wizard always astonishes me. It's truly embarrassing, truly embarrassing!"
Landon Fury took a deep breath, suppressing the turmoil in his heart, and calmly spoke to Wang Ya.
"Then today, I shall follow Wizard and embark on a wonderful journey!"
Landon Fury then looked at his attendants and said to them, "Don't worry, hasn't Wizard's magic already been demonstrated? This time it might be an even more powerful method. Don't worry, I only trust Wizard... Hahaha..."
After speaking, he jumped directly into the fountain. The two attendants exchanged glances, then followed him in.
In Wang Ya's perception, he controlled the teleportation destination of the fountain, sending them to the unfinished underground base.
Wang Ya gestured to Jiedun, and the two of them also jumped in, the fountain splashing a few waves.
Leaving the suited tough guys staring blankly at the fountain, filled with apprehension and horror. Their worldview had been severely shaken. Was this still a scientific world? Why had even this magical fountain appeared?
Their boss and new boss, along with their men, had jumped into the fountain like dumplings, then vanished without a trace.
No one knew where they had gone, probably only the new boss did.
Originally, the boss had said that the Asian man was a mysterious and terrifying Wizard. Although they respected the boss, they hadn't truly believed that Wizards or magic existed in the world. But when the facts were laid before them, they wavered.
They also developed an indescribable reverence and a hint of dread towards Wang Ya, who was now shrouded in an even deeper veil of mystery.
Now, they could only wait for their return...
...
After Landon Fury jumped into the magical fountain, he found himself falling into a shallow state of conscious confusion, then gradually regained full awareness, and his vision slowly became clear.
He could seemingly hear some mechanical construction sounds. Where was this place...?
Gradually, Landon Fury's pupils contracted as he recognized where he was.
But how could this be!!!
He was actually in the underground base that Wizard had requested to be dug and constructed. There was no mistake; he had been here before, and he could still hear the sounds of the so-called hydraulic engineering machinery operating above.
This was a Landon Group project!
Landon Fury's eyes were filled with horror. Wizard was terrifyingly powerful, having created another new magical item, a legendary teleporting magical item.
He recalled the appearance of the fountain in his mind. Or perhaps Wizard had simply cast a miraculous spell.
Landon Fury couldn't be sure, he would wait for Wizard's explanation, but his reverence for Wizard had deepened considerably.
Any less-than-good ulterior motives were instantly extinguished!
How could Wizard be something that a mere mortal like me could fathom or scheme against? Fortunately, I hadn't even begun to plan!
The SCP Foundation, I must work hard to help Wizard develop it, striving to gain more favor and a higher position in his eyes.
He had originally thought the SCP Foundation was just a whim of Wizard's, but he hadn't expected that fountain to be a teleporting magical item. No wonder Wizard had told him to guess why he wasn't moving out of Bru District, but instead continued to develop under the Penguin's gaze and even influence. Wizard had deeper plans!
At this moment, the others who had jumped into the fountain were also teleported over, also showing the same horrified expressions as Landon Fury, especially the four suited tough guys, because they had never seen anything so magical.
The others had some understanding and a certain level of psychological acceptance.
"Incredible! Is this... real magic?!"
The four suited tough guys said in shock.
Wang Ya also walked over; his goal had been achieved. Those who needed to be intimidated had been, and now it was time for the SCP Foundation to develop steadily.
Also, the reward for the newly acquired random manifestation of a containment object should be used.
Of course, what Wang Ya looked forward to most was the reward obtained after completing the career mission: a random SCP ability replacement, which could enhance Wang Ya's own strength.
If his luck was heaven-defying and he drew a Kami, wouldn't he just take off directly?
However, Wang Ya felt that with this manifestation system's nature, it was absolutely, absolutely impossible!
Just starting with a submachine gun and a cat as a beginner's reward showed that, but being able to get these was probably Wang Ya's great fortune.
The mysterious Wizard was suffering inside, but he didn't say anything. He still had to diligently gather Grandpa 682's current points to witness the splendor of the Indestructible Lizard!
The matters in Bru District and Hank District have come to a close. The territories of both sides are now barely under Wang Ya's control. Although Wang Ya has not directly taken control of Hank District for now, instead letting his scummy employees occupy Hank District and become the new Hank Gang, this doesn't hold much significance. Wang Ya's focus is still on rapidly developing the SCP Foundation's headquarters in Bru District.
Both infrastructure and various necessary facilities must be developed as quickly as possible to complete the career mission and obtain a random ability replacement.
Only when his own abilities and strength are powerful will Wang Ya feel at ease, calming the restless heart he has carried.
Is this perhaps a post-transmigration syndrome?
Or maybe it is!
After his fantastical journey with Wang Ya, Landon Fury almost unconditionally trusts Wang Ya. He strongly supports the development of the SCP Foundation and plans to allocate one-sixth of the Landon Group's funds to develop the SCP Foundation. However, at Wang Ya's request, not too many new personnel have been brought in. Almost only core members of the Landon Group know of Wang Ya's existence, and they were shocked and disbelieving at first. Of course, after experiencing the fantastical journey together, they too have become almost fanatical followers of the great Wizard.
This is the legendary supernatural power; they fully understand its significance. A higher and more distant pursuit has appeared before them.
Inside Wang Ya's private room, looking at the clock on the wall, as soon as the time reached exactly midnight, with a thought, the newly acquired random manifestation was used by Wang Ya.
Wang Ya stated that he wanted to try a 'mystical' draw, hoping to get some good SCP containment objects.
Consumption of random manifestation opportunity complete!
Obtained SCP-912 — Autonomous SWAT Armor, Level: Safe
Wang Ya's eyes lit up. He didn't expect it to be this SCP containment object. One could say it's neither good nor bad, just so-so.
However, the great and mysterious Wizard has always wanted a dignified follower, or simply put, a bodyguard to deal with those who don't know their place. It's quite a coincidence that he randomly obtained this SCP containment object. It's actually pretty good and perfectly satisfies Wang Ya's desire for something more mysterious and unknown.
Name: SCP-912 — Autonomous SWAT Armor
Description: SCP-912 comprises several items, including police armor, uniform, and equipment. All these fragmented items combine to form an individual capable of independent movement and action!
A scene appeared in Wang Ya's mind: a dark gray bulletproof helmet with a flip-up face shield, forming the head.
A black Nomex 3 tactical balaclava, forming the face.
A navy blue tactical vest, forming the chest, with SWAT logos printed on both front and back, unique and aesthetically pleasing.
A pair of black knee pads, forming the thighs.
A pair of black elbow pads, forming the hands.
A pair of combat boots reinforced with steel plates, forming the feet.
A pair of black combat gloves. That's right, it can use various police weapons, wielding a 21-inch retractable steel baton to clear all invading enemies for the great and mysterious Wizard.
The overall appearance is that the uniform set floats in mid-air as if a 1-foot tall man or woman is wearing it, but it is empty inside.
SCP-912 will not directly respond to attempts at communication!
One might ask, if there is such a bodyguard, a retinue following him, wouldn't the Wizard's unknown and mysterious nature instantly be revealed?
Wang Ya nodded, expressing strong affirmation.
This is the perfect bodyguard. Of course, it's empty inside, with nothing present, and it will not allow any human or creature to wear it.
If any human touches its hollow interior, congratulations, they will hit the jackpot and be brutally beaten to death by that seemingly formidable steel pipe!
Wang Ya was already eager for his perfect bodyguard to appear.
With a thought, it manifested in the room.
A humanoid object composed of several items, including police armor, uniform, and equipment, appeared in the room and saluted Wang Ya.
It seemed to say, Wizard, your most dedicated bodyguard is now online.
Wang Ya nodded in satisfaction. It also had several pockets for magazines and grenades, but they were all empty and needed Wang Ya to replenish them.
There was also a pocket containing plastic handcuffs, which was always supplied; regardless of use, there would always be one plastic handcuff.
Wang Ya decided to give it a name: Xiao Jia. Although it would not respond to any communication, it would execute an "arrest" procedure when a person wearing a specific police uniform issued the command "arrest
Xiao Jia would attempt to disarm the target and pin them to the ground, then handcuff the target's hands behind their back with plastic handcuffs.
However, Xiao Jia is not gentle or considerate; it is rather rough. During an "arrest" procedure, the force it uses will far exceed what a human can withstand.
Xiao Jia cannot understand, or simply ignores, the stress limits of human anatomy, often causing injuries to the neck, shoulders, and arms of its targets during an "arrest" procedure. Resisting during an "arrest" procedure will only cause Xiao Jia to correspondingly increase its force until the target no longer resists.
Wang Ya stated that Xiao Jia is a bodyguard that does not easily take lives, and it also allows him to appear as an orderly, kind person in others' understanding, while remaining even more mysterious and unknown!
Alright! Wang Ya felt that he was also a good person. If the definition of a good person was someone swinging around New York City with spider silk, perhaps he wouldn't count as a good person, only an ordinary person with principles and a bottom line, and perhaps a little ambition!!
With SCP-912 as his bodyguard, and due to its automatic danger identification function, Wang Ya wouldn't need to actively issue commands to achieve some early warning.
However, it seems Wang Ya doesn't need early warning. His ability, innate luck, is the best early warning. For example, a bullet that could easily kill him, when fired at him, would instead hit his leg, which would already be an early warning, telling him there are enemies nearby!
But isn't it even more interesting to have a bodyguard that looks like it walked out of a magic movie!
(Wang Ya: This is more impressive!!)