Foundation Exusiai, Containment Breach!

This greatly eased the fear in their hearts. Who wouldn't want to keep living?

The Site began considering countermeasures. Half a day was enough for this group of humanity's elite to devise a way to contain an SCP-173 with altered properties.

The Mobile Task Force remained posted outside on guard.

This was the Foundation's second layer of insurance. Even an SCP-173 with new properties would not easily breach containment.

An unusual sight had also appeared within the containment chamber.

SCP-173 was continuously moving as it chased three D-Class personnel, constantly lunging for their necks.

The three D-Class personnel, running endlessly around the containment chamber in terror, looked exactly like hamsters racing on a wheel.

No one could have imagined that a dim consciousness still existed within SCP-173.

So tired...

Xiao Huasheng could only see darkness before her eyes, and it felt as though her body was moving beyond her control.

It was like being jolted awake.

That abnormal sensation immediately cleared her mind.

Huh?!

Her consciousness had awakened, yet everything before her remained dark.

What's going on? Am I dreaming?!

Being surrounded by total darkness left her completely at a loss.

She only remembered falling asleep last night while farming Exusiai's Elite 2 materials in Arknights.

Then she had dreamed that Exusiai had actually received an Alter form.

She had originally thought it was just a dream.

But when she woke up, she had become like this.

She couldn't see anything, and her body was moving on its own.

Yet the tangible sensation coming from her legs told Xiao Huasheng that this was no dream.

She really was moving, and she seemed to be chasing something.

Her body was moving by itself?

Why was her body moving by itself?!

The terror of the situation made Xiao Huasheng instinctively struggle.

Wake up!

Wake up!

Wake up!!

Crack!

A section of the cement statue's exterior, which had been chasing the D-Class personnel, shattered, spraying fragments of cement everywhere.

A slender hand was vaguely revealed inside.

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Within the endless darkness, Xiao Huasheng felt a suffocating pressure.

She instinctively struggled. With just a little more strength, she could break through this void.

More. More strength. More strength from her own will.

It was like realizing she was dreaming while inside a dream—just a little more effort, and everything would break apart.

Crack.

Her senses fully returned from the chaos.

With a violent convulsion and wave of dizziness, the darkness receded like a tide.

Light returned.

The first thing she saw was three burly men in orange uniforms staring at her in utter terror.

As the cement shell cracked apart, Xiao Huasheng fell out of a damaged statue and hit the floor heavily.

"Cough, cough... cough!" She coughed violently, her entire body covered in a viscous, unknown liquid.

"Eww, what is this?" Xiao Huasheng raised her arm and stared blankly at the strange slime.

She also looked at the trembling burly men before her, and there was nothing but confusion in her bright eyes.

The sudden change immediately caught the supervisor's attention.

But at that moment, something unusual happened.

The images on the surveillance monitors suddenly vanished. Every camera failed at the same time.

Inside the containment chamber, the D-Class personnel cried out in alarm, but it was meaningless.

The supervisor lightly bit the side of his finger and muttered with a frown.

"What's going on? Why is it humanoid?"

In that fleeting glimpse just now, the supervisor had seen a blurry human figure.

Humanoid containment objects were rarely easy to handle.

Soon, a cold command sounded through the containment chamber's broadcast system.

"Report the current situation."

The three D-Class personnel exchanged looks, then finally spoke in trembling voices.

"Fr-from... from that cement statue... a woman fell out!"

"A red-haired woman... no, not a woman. She doesn't seem human either. She has nothing up top or down below?!" His horrified voice conveyed his terror at her lack of sex.

"It has a halo over its head... like an angel! And wings of light! Has God come to save us...?"

Xiao Huasheng was still at a complete loss.

But she still forced herself to raise her head toward the three burly men before her and ask, almost instinctively.

"Where is this? Who are you?"

A crisp, pleasant voice came from her throat.

That was absolutely not her original voice!

She abruptly covered her throat, then noticed her arm: slender, fair, nothing like she remembered.

Even more terrifyingly—

She lowered her head to look at her body.

"Th-there's nothing there?!"

A chill shot straight to the top of her head.

"What... is this?" she muttered as she stared at her body.

This body was like a sculpture, depicting a human posture and human appearance, yet lacking the depiction of human desire alone.

It was like a rough outline sketched upon this planet by a god using the brush of reality.

Food, sex, and sleep had all vanished completely.

The broadcast sounded again:

"What is SCP-173's current behavior?"

A D-Class personnel member answered haltingly:

"It... it's talking! It even asked us questions... but we didn't dare answer..."

The supervisor's brow furrowed even tighter.

"What did it say?"

Before the D-Class personnel could answer, Xiao Huasheng shouted directly:

"What the hell? Is this kidnapping? If you want money, could you not chop me up? All my money's in my card. If you let me go right now, I promise I won't call the police, and I'll give you the money."

In truth, when Xiao Huasheng saw what her body had become, she already knew that perhaps everything had long since gone beyond her imagination.

Call the police? How was she supposed to call the police from here?

She had only said it to reassure herself a little.

But the moment she said it—

Rumble!!

The ground suddenly shook, startling Xiao Huasheng into raising her head in horror, her small mouth falling open.

The D-Class personnel went pale and shrank into the corner like they had seen a ghost.

Inside the surveillance room, the secretary, wearing black stockings and holding a file folder, lowered her head and said expressionlessly.

"The Reality Stabilization Anchor is shaking. Is this really okay? You might get fired this time, and then I could become the supervisor, A14."

The supervisor watched the Reality Stabilization Anchor's sudden fluctuations as the Hume Index rapidly fluctuated before finally stabilizing.

He continued biting his finger until it bled, only then coming back to his senses.

Keeping a straight face, he replied.

"Give it a communicator."

A D-Class personnel member tremblingly handed over the device. Xiao Huasheng snatched it and stuffed it into her ear.

"Hello? Is anyone there?"

After a brief silence, a response came from the other end of the broadcast:

"This is the Site-19 supervisor, codename A14. What do you want?"

Xiao Huasheng got straight to the point:

"Where is this? Who are you?"

At that moment, the entire surveillance room fell deathly silent.

An anomalous entity capable of communicating voluntarily!

The secretary leaned over the screen, her fingers flying across the keyboard as she recorded every word of the conversation.

The value of this file was immeasurable. It might represent another case of humanity establishing rational communication with a high-risk entity.

These were words that could put everyone present into the history books.

But at the same time, every sentence had to be chosen with the utmost care.

After confirming that the entity possessed considerable reality-warping ability, they had to be even more cautious.

"This is a special containment facility. You are currently inside one of our isolation chambers."

Jin Li's answer left Xiao Huasheng utterly confused.

What special containment facility? It sounded like some kind of secret organization.

Had she been kidnapped?

But the lightness of her body told her things were not that simple.

She had previously been a perfectly ordinary eighteen-year-old young person from the new generation, someone who had chosen to lie flat at a young age.

They couldn't possibly kidnap her and somehow kidnap away her dick too, along with all her masculine vigor, right?

Strange...

Xiao Huasheng forced down her panic and spoke as calmly as she could.

"Contain what? Even a detention center has to deport people, doesn't it? Shouldn't you send me back home?"