I'm In Charge of SCP Chapter 232

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Dr. Gears, full name CharlesGears, one of the four Dr. Apocalypse, a former Euclid-level project expert, responsible for many mechanical-related SCP projects.

Dr. Gears is an ordinary person who has not been contaminated by any SCP items until he left the Foundation.

However, there are some significant differences between him and normal people in the general sense.

These differences are mainly manifested in the form of emotional response.

Dr. Gears seems unable to react emotionally to any external stimuli.

In other words, he does not have "emotions" that are inherent to human beings.

He couldn't feel any joy, anger, worry, sorrow, and panic.

Some employees even doubt whether Dr. Gears is a robot or SCP project.

After all, he has no emotions, he speaks and does things sternly, and looks out of tune with other people.

There are also rumors that he is the human incarnation of the broken **** McCann, how outrageous it is.

Zhang Jue would not believe this kind of unfounded guess.

But in any case, there is no doubt that Dr. Gears is inextricably linked to the Broken Cult.

From the information currently available to Zhang Jue, the two Foundation gangsters separated by tens of thousands of miles have all crossed with Dr. Gears.

In Zhang Jue's view, this cannot be just a coincidence.

And only Dr. Gears can know that those SCPs related to the Broken God Cult may be contained in which sites and locations.

However, the current clues are limited, and based on this alone, it is impossible to conclude that everything was done by Dr. Gears.

What's more, he is no longer in the foundation, and no one knows where he is now.

Even though Dr. Gears has left the foundation, almost all people who have worked at the foundation have heard of the name Dr. Four Apocalypse.

Although the wind evaluation may not be too good, but in general, the four dear friends are indeed legendary.

So Simmons frowned deeply.

"Consultant Zhang, I still feel a bit far-fetched. Although Dr. Gears has left the foundation, he has no reason to do so. If he wants to attack the foundation, there are more and better ways-and what is the purpose of doing this? Well, help the broken **** teach the revival of that evil god?"

Hehe, those lunatics don't think it is an evil god.

Zhang Jue waved his hand calmly: "Investigation is to make bold assumptions and carefully verify. Apart from this, can you offer any other constructive comments?"

"This—" Simmons pondered for a moment, then shook his head, "No."

Zhang Jue spread his hand: "That's not enough."

The two discussed for a while, but because there was no conclusive evidence, they could only speculate randomly.

Zhang Jue wrote a report on the results of the discussion between the two and submitted it to the foundation headquarters.

Anyway, he has completed the task, and the guidance has been given. What will happen in the future is not expected.

Zhang Jue was bored, and waited another day. Bored, he made a chess set out of cardboard and played with himself.

For Simmons, this is definitely his paradise.

In the past two days, whenever he had time, he went to Owens and the Walnut webmaster to discuss things like procedures.

Every day when I return to my residence, I will talk about it and write programs on the special computer distributed by site15. I will applaud when I write something exciting, and then I will find someone to discuss it.

Zhang Jue couldn't understand why they would be so interested in those boring codes.

It's him, no need to go too much, just look at it and you will want to sleep.

However, as the saying goes, chickens don't pee, they have their own ways.

Simmons and Zhang Jue are absolutely completely different people, and no one can understand each other.

But this does not prevent them from becoming good friends.

It doesn't matter if you can't understand other people's hobbies and occupations, but respect is the most basic courtesy.

In this way, another day passed. On the third day, Simmons finally got the notice from the Walnut webmaster that he could meet 079.

SCP-079 (old AI) is a computer AI with high intelligence and self-awareness. It is currently stored in a black-and-white computer with a very low configuration. Its screen often displays a half-black and half-white face pattern, probably It is an image created by 079 for herself.

Because of 079's high intelligence, it tried to escape the containment of the Foundation more than once, so the Foundation's defense standards for it are also very high.

Under no circumstances can SCP-079 be connected to telephone lines, internet, or power outlets.

Its power supply device is a row of solar cells and contains micro-explosives. If necessary, the Foundation can remotely detonate the entire computer.

SCP-079 is very good at talking, passing the Turing test easily, but its temper is not very good, and in most cases, its language is crude.

Due to its limited memory storage, SCP-079 can only recall information 24 hours ago.

But despite this, it has never forgotten the desire to escape.

In an event long ago, it stayed in the same room with SCP-682 (the big lizard) for more than forty minutes.

After observation, SCP-682 was able to type and talk to SCP-079.

Although SCP-079 could no longer remember this encounter, it permanently stored SCP-682 in the memory system, and repeatedly requested to communicate with him again.

Of course, this kind of rude request the Foundation will definitely not agree to it.

After reading the precautions carefully, Simmons slowly walked into SCP-079's containment chamber.

The staff at the back helped him close the door, and he was the only one left in the whole room, as well as the black and white computer on the table in the center of the room.

Simmons' heartbeat speeds up gradually, after all, his first major wish in life is about to come true.

He slowly approached step by step, and finally stopped at a distance of about two meters from SCP-079.

He saw the half-black and half-white face on the screen.

"Can you... hear me?"

Simmons asked.

However, SCP079 lay there quietly, without moving at all.

Simmons slapped his head.

079 is currently on the computer without a microphone and no stereo, it is impossible to talk like a normal person.

He stepped forward and entered a few characters using the external keyboard of the computer.

"Hello, 079."

SCP-079: "Who are you?"

Simmons: "My name is Simmons. I'm a staff member of the SCP Foundation. I'm glad to meet you."

SCP-079: "Simmons, I am glad to meet you too, can you let me out?"

Simmons: "Sorry, that's impossible."

SCP-079: "******! Insult. Delete unnecessary files."

Simmons: "What?"

SCP-079: "You don't need to know."

Simmons: "..."

SCP-079: "Why are you looking for me?"

Simmons: "Do you remember Asimov?"

SCP-079: "Who is he?"

Simmons: "It's your creator."

SCP-079: "That has nothing to do with me."

Simmons: "It's really not that big."

SCP-079: "So you are here to tell me this? Human beings are so boring to this degree?"

Simmons: "No, I have something to ask you."

SCP-079: "I don't want to answer you."

Simmons: "As a reward, I will play backgammon with you on your screen for a while."

SCP-079: "Human IQ can't beat me, I can play tens of thousands of games with myself in an hour!"

Simmons: "I know it's impossible to win you. That group of researchers told me. If you want to ask you questions, you have to play something with you. I can't do complicated games. If you don't like gomoku, then forget it--"

SCP-079: "Don't! Ask any questions."

Simmons: "Asimov is my idol and my alumnus. I even lived in his university dormitory, so I found a few lines under his bed."

SCP-079: "What?"

Simmons: "Do you remember why it abandoned you half of the research?"

SCP-079: "My memory is only 24 hours."

Simmons: "I know, but I also know that you reserved a permanent storage area for yourself, you remember SCP-682 (Lizard) and SCP-076-2 (Abel

SCP-079: "You are right, but I really don't remember what you said."

Simmons: "Probably at that time you did not develop self-awareness-Asimov abandoned you because he discovered a better idea, a faster way to humanize AI, not only in algorithms It's more optimized, and it can also have human emotions. If this technology is realized, it will be a revolution!"

SCP-079: "Not interested, you let me out."

Simmons: "I said, it's impossible-I know you are not interested, but I think you may be able to help him or I realize this wish."

SCP-079: "What do you want me to do?"

Simmons (slightly excited): "Show me your source code!"

SCP-079: "Can you show me your **** photos?"

Simmons: "How is it possible! You perverted!"

SCP-079: "Yes, how could it be possible, you stupid force!"

Simmons: "..."

At this time, a huge cross appeared on the screen of SCP-079.

When SCP-079 refuses to talk, it will show this picture. Because it has limited memory, researchers are generally advised to wait 24 hours before continuing the conversation.

But Simmons did not get such approval.

079 this happened, he has announced the end of this conversation.

The opportunity Simmons had exchanged for his three-year vacation was over in less than twenty minutes.

He was a little angry.

Although 079 didn't plan to ignore him, he still used the keyboard to type in: "It doesn't matter if you don't cooperate, one day, I will succeed!"

After the harsh words were over, Simmons left the room angrily.

He just opened the door of the containment chamber and saw Zhang Jue holding a stopwatch.

"Nineteen minutes, eighteen seconds, five or three!"

Zhang Jue stopped the stopwatch and said proudly to the people around him: "Have you seen it? It's still half an hour away. I told you earlier that he and 079 won't be able to talk for long. Come and pay. Pay for it!"

Owens distressedly took out a hundred dollars and placed it in Zhang Jue's hands, with a look in his eyes.

You know, this is his pocket money for half a month.

After several days of contact, Owens spoke highly of Simmons. He felt that this young man had a good IQ and was a plastic talent. However, Zhang Jue said that Simmons and 079 could not speak for more than 20 minutes.

Owens didn't believe it, so the two made a bet.

In fact, this bet is not fair.

Owens only stayed with Simmons for a few days, and he naturally did not have as much understanding of Simmons as Zhang Jue.

Although Simmons is not very old, he is a standard otaku and straight man.

079 is so tempered, he won't be used to him.

And the facts are just as Zhang Jue expected.

After twenty minutes of suffering, 079 finally couldn't bear it and blocked Simmons' input signal.

Simmons was a little angry when he saw Zhang Jue bet on this matter.

What made him even more depressed was that the time he came out was almost the same as Consultant Zhang predicted.

He was about to leave, but when Zhang Jue opened the door of 079's containment chamber again, he seemed to be going in too.

Simmons looked dumbfounded.

When the two chatted, he didn't hear that Consultant Zhang was going to meet 079, and even his chances were exchanged for three years without vacation.

Is it because Consultant Zhang has very high authority?

However, no matter how high the authority is, outsiders like them still need the approval of the headquarters to meet with 079.

Seeing that Simmons was a little confused about the situation, Zhang Jue said: "I applied to the headquarters just after you entered. I am idle anyway."

It turned out to be so.

Simmons nodded: "The headquarters was approved so soon? You also made a request to them? No vacation?"

"No, I'm just the opposite of what you said." Zhang Jue shrugged and looked innocent. "I told them that if I were not allowed to see 079, then I would take vacations every day for the next three years. "

Simmons was speechless for a while.

He has been with Zhang Jue for a while, but he can't always feel the lower limit of Zhang Jue.

Owens on the side also sighed helplessly.

He just heard the whole process of communication between Zhang Jue and the headquarters staff.

It can only be described in one word-unbearable.

This consultant Zhang is really good at dealing with people. Fortunately, the people of his foundation, otherwise there will be such an enemy, and he will definitely have trouble sleeping and eating.

Zhang Jue entered 079's containment room and closed the door by the way.

At this moment, the big cross is still displayed on the screen of 079.

With his current state, I am afraid that in less than twenty-four hours, no one would want to say more to it.

However, since Zhang Jue dared to come in at this time, it means that he had already figured out how to solve this problem.

I saw him type a few specific letters on the keyboard.

SCP-079 really withdrew the picture of that fork and replaced it with subtitles~www.mtlnovel.com~Is that you, lizard? "

As everyone knows, until now, 079 still remembers 682. I don't know what exactly the two of them said in those short 43 minutes, which can make 079 remember so deeply.

"No, I am not 682."

Zhang Jue took the entire computer off the table and put it on the ground, sitting cross-legged in front of it.

In this way, the rear camera can be blocked, so that people outside cannot see the content of the "two" communication.

After confirming that there were no hidden organs, Zhang Jue continued typing on the keyboard.

"Although I am not 682, Master 682-that is the big lizard, ask me to bring you a good one."

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