Foundation: I am recruiting crickets from all dimensions to fight

Feng Bujue and Wheeler's distorted memory were assigned to the same team.

Final instructions from the Foundation are to continue searching for Bart-Hughes or any allies among the living.

Whether it's the Foundation, GOI or civilians.

to be frank,

So far, Feng Bujue can't see any way forward.

Now it's just a struggle to survive.

It's just about figuring out how to deal with death.

Wheeler today, or rather, Wheeler's deformed memory

That's right,

Malformed memory.

Wheeler took powerful memory-enhancing drugs almost every day of his life.

Among the soldiers of Mobile Task Force-0.Ar Orn, there was no doubt that she would ascend to the idea sphere after her death.

She will become a Bader-Ramjin stasis entity;

Or type VI will-spirit spirit or "ghost";

Or whatever word she wished to use to describe her new self.

then,

She will join the citizens of the Kingdom of Heaven,

Continue the Antimemetics Division's fight from higher ground, perhaps with terrifying efficiency.

But Wheeler's death was too tragic.

The Z-level potion that killed her not only enhanced her memory;

It also destroyed all her abilities except her memory.

She ascended, to a hero's welcome in the Nososphere,

But what actually arrived was just an idea state with severe brain damage, where even communication was difficult.

Seeing this scene,

Even though he was crazy, he still felt a little sad.

As one of the people closest to Wheeler, no one knows Wheeler's tenacity better than him!

but now,

This warrior finally went offline

unfortunately,

I am too crazy to feel sad.

He is on the run.

Along with Wheeler and the rest of the team, we crossed the increasingly uninhabitable noosphere.

The world is twisted around the existence of SCP-3125 at the core of the human mind.

Such as real space surrounding a black hole.

It's building things, real physical objects, in the middle of the city.

It is emitting outwards, like spores;

A monumental concrete building in which people are fed in blinding numbers.

It's hard to know what's going on inside the building.

Probably millions of people died from it.

The detachment was steadily disengaging from the anchor.

This could be a systematic purge, but it could also be simple statistics.

Wandering physical and psychological anomalies are themselves immensely large and enslaved by SCP-3125.

They are currently searching the Earth, picking out those who resist and feeding them into SCP-3125's maw.

Feng Bujue and his companions found a refuge at the remote border of the idea circle.

A long-extinct human civilization left behind some arcane structures here thousands of years ago.

One night, Wheeler began to speak.

She said, "Adam"

It was the first time she had spoken something that did not directly reference her final moments.

Feng Bujue was very surprised. "Do you remember him?"

I remember everything. The words came out slowly and languidly, as if each syllable was climbing a peak.

The audience in the chat group stared with wide eyes.

Because Adam is the former husband who has long been destroyed

Feng Bu Ruo also widened his eyes.

He knew that Class Z mnestics would make it impossible for the user to forget.

He also knew that this could cause long-erased memories to resurface - some of them anyway, depending on the mechanism and intensity of the erasure procedure.

"...I don't know where Adam is,"

He had to tell Wheeler.

This is a fact.

"He might still be alive. I don't know." He didn't know which was worse.

Hear this,

The audience in the chat group also sighed.

Yes,

In this living hell,

Living may be far more terrifying than death.

"Ulrich," Wheeler said.

"Look."

She held something in her hand, a glowing idea.

Someone's thoughts.

It's him.

A thread of memory that leads straight to Adam.

It was some kind of miracle, it had to be, that Wheeler had managed to pull him out of the livid, lifeless mass of his victim, now the core of SCP-3125.

He was almost unrecognizable.

He was possessed by SCP-3125.

At first glance it seemed to have taken over every nerve in his brain.

But there was a shining seed in the back of his mind, the last remnant of his former self.

Crazy without hesitation.

He knew that there was something odd and extremely rare about the structure of Adam R's mind, a kind of thick-skulled resistance to outside interference.

In fact,

He knew that there were tens of thousands of people in the world who had this immunity—

But this is just another way of saying it. Among billions of people, these people are as rare as a dream and hard to find.

-0Efforts to find them and recruit them as allies have failed.

They don't look special or behave differently from others.

There were no signals to indicate the start of a fire.

It's possible that they are all dead.

It is conceivable that Adam is the only one left in the entire world.

But he remained.

He survived.

"I saw him," Feng Bujue said calmly.

Wheeler did not respond.

"I'll get him out of there, crazy not aware" said.

Just the thought of trying it made his stomach knot up.

"I'll bring him to you."

Wheeler did not respond.

Six original, coherent words had exhausted her.

She was driven mad with frustration at how incompetent she had become.

She felt nailed under a huge lead mass of memories.

Thinking hurts.

Existence hurts.

unfortunately,

Feng Bujue's ability to interact with the physical universe is very limited.

Other -0 agents have been able to create serious poltergeist activity in the past, changing room temperatures and throwing furniture.

But the original owner was not that kind of expert, not to mention that he was a madman who only obtained a part of his memory.

All he did was keep the phone ringing and write on the walls.

It is unlikely that these abilities would enable Adam to move.

Just a few words could never touch him.

That person wasn't even really conscious.

The operation against Adam was difficult and time-consuming.

His mind is extremely solid, and is constantly bathed in the radiant presence of SCP-3125.

Wheeler said nothing now.

She is also accumulating energy.

It was as if she had only a limited number of words left, and each one she spoke would bring her closer to the end. She had to wait.

"He'll be here," Feng Bujue said. "Soon."

See here,

The audience in the chat group were skeptical.

Wheeler had given them hope.

But this hope was soon dashed.

In their eyes, SCP-3125 is completely unbeatable.

Now there comes another Adam,

Is it possible?

Do you want to do it again?