Is it really normal to contain these anomalies?

380

Chapter 380 should have been doubtful.

Don't like each other?

How is this possible~!

"10. Everyone here is our excellent colleague,"

Clef spread his hands, appearing innocent. "The Foundation protects humanity in invisible corners... I haven't forgotten the pamphlets the Publicity Department hands out to each of us every week."

"We? Good colleagues? 11, don't be so pretentious,"

10 sighed again, but she could only shake her head helplessly at this man who was pretending to be stupid.

Fortunately, there were others in the darkness who spoke for her.

"10, his arrival might not be a bad thing... Perhaps it's just right that we can settle accounts with his crimes."

"is it?"

Clef quickly realized what was happening and looked at the Canadian, whose skin looked slightly yellow in the darkness.

At this moment, the file about this guy flashed through his mind.

O5-4, a guy often called 'Ambassador' by the Level personnel below.

He is a former Foundation field operative who has been seen numerous times interacting with agents or representatives of foreign anomalous organizations.

He also performed more traditional ambassadorial duties for the Administrator, meeting privately with heads of state and higher-level organizations like the Global Occult Coalition and the United Nations to negotiate the Foundation's dealings with various nations. During his decades in office, he was credited with achieving considerable diplomatic success...

However, as the 'defendant' facing this elite enemy lawyer who was about to impeach him, Clef did not panic at all. He smiled and spoke.

"4. You, being well-versed in diplomacy and law, should understand that my crimes should be made public before the trial."

"Of course I will..."

The man known as Number 4 cleared his throat solemnly.

"11, you and 13 have been too permissive towards the people of the abnormal world. This is a serious irresponsibility towards us and our world..."

"Oh, indeed."

Clef agreed with a smile.

"That guy named Faust, and that SCP-049-2 named Lali, not only did you fail to control them according to containment standards, you even allowed them to access certain confidential departments..."

Number 2 confidently counted the facts about Faust sneaking into the Thaumatology Department and Lali being taken away by the people from the Anomalous Medical Department. In fact, it would be very easy for the other O5s to find out.

"...And SCP-CN-5981-A? It seems like you and 13 provided him with a lot of help without his permission?"

"uh-huh,"

Clef nodded vigorously, then slowly asked, "Are you finished?"

"Yes... I don't want to waste everyone's time with the details of your violations. After all, 3214 items are really difficult to explain one by one."

No. 2 sighed, but the next second he saw the man raise his hand with satisfaction.

"So it's finally the defendant's turn to speak?!"

Clef was already impatient, leaving only the silent No. 2.

If it were any other Foundation employee, he, as an O5, could certainly decide their life or death with a single thought. Unfortunately, the person in front of him was also an O5, and he was the one they had recently promoted.

"Oh, thank you. You are indeed my good colleagues~!"

And in that split second of hesitation, Clef finished his words of thanks.

He was very sincere, but in the next second.

Everyone present could see that his golden pupils slowly gathered with a ferocity that only existed in warriors in myths.

"First, let me correct one thing... 4, this isn't funny. They're all good colleagues working hard at the urban site."

"Metropolitan station? I don't remember us ever voting on a proposal to establish a station in such a place."

"Is that right?"

"Yes."

"Oh, sorry, so that means I forgot..."

Clef sat upright, but his next words, which were spoken lightly, finally made almost all the O5 members present feel angry.

"I think this matter is too important to report to you bastards."

"11..."

Even No. 2's eyes flashed with a hint of scarlet dissatisfaction, but as he had been on the debate stage for many years, he quickly recovered.

"Sir, I hope you won't be so rude."

"Oh, sorry, it depends on the person. If the person in front of me is a blonde beauty, I definitely won't do this."

Clef said calmly, "It's a shame I only have a bunch of ageless old bastards before me."

"That's a shame. This is the highest-level council of the Foundation, not a bar where you hang out. We have to be reasonable here."

"Ah, I know, that's what you're best at,"

Clef shrugged. "You continue?"

Still not convinced.

Everyone can see it.

But the current Foundation can no longer bear the continued division of several O5s...

A cough was heard in the darkness at the end of the conference table, and all the O5s looked at the person.

是O5-1，如果非要在O5议会成员中选一位最具权威的人的话，那么O5-1便是O5议会中最有权力的成员。

Just like now, he didn't say anything, but everyone understood what he meant.

Silence lasted for a few seconds in the conference room, and finally...

"Let's back off for a moment, Eleven. Let's assume the Foundation has indeed established the city as a paranormal space, a hub..."

Number 2 tapped his fingers on the table.

"But even if we use a tolerant standard, we still need to discuss with the Ethics Committee whether the guys in the city can be defined as human beings..."

"2. Compare all other beings in the city to the stationmaster, and they will cry."

Clef retorted calmly.

But No. 2 shook his head.

"No, Eleven, I didn't say that. Isn't the stationmaster just a reality bender? Not even a Type Green... It's just a chance for the city. Shouldn't we be friendly to this thing?"

"Just like what happened three months ago, it's not something that can be covered up from the public simply by saying it was a gas explosion."

"Even now, tens of millions of people are watching us online! If we hadn't spent millions of dollars every day on remediation, 30 billion people in the northern hemisphere would know about this by now!"

"..."

Hear this.

Clef finally raised an eyebrow in annoyance, knowing the bastard was talking about something else.

Three months ago...that unusual incident that occurred on the Korean Peninsula.

The first launch location is South Korea.

5200 million, almost the entire population of South Korea... Everyone there claimed to have seen a more prosperous and weird city at the same time -

city.

381

Chapter 381 What is a necessary evil?

This happened before the Final Bird incident at L Company headquarters.

Three months ago, without any warning, this abnormal event was imposed on the entire territory of South Korea.

5200 million people were like they were distracted in a calculus class. No matter what they were doing or how important it was, in the next 12 seconds, each of them stopped thinking and moving.

Their thoughts were focused solely on the shimmering river, the neon lights on the other side of the river blazing like stars in the darkness, the skyscrapers soaring into the sky, the city that symbolized everyone's most desired destination, and what appeared before their eyes was the deepest part of everyone's heart...

"desire."

When the report on the anomalous event was summarized to this extent, O5-4 finally achieved his goal.

The 'ambassador' stared at Clef like a hawk.

"11. This anomalous event, tentatively designated SCP-8710, directly resulted in the halting of hundreds of millions of dollars worth of stock transactions from the Seoul Stock Exchange, 12411 traffic accidents on major highways... and even caused the US military stationed in South Korea to accidentally launch two Tomahawk missiles, nearly sparking a second Korean War."

"This is a serious accident, isn't it?"

"After all, according to the post-incident tally sent back by our informant in the South Korean government, during those 12 seconds on Earth, 3241 people died and 14567 were injured in South Korea, with total losses exceeding 12 billion won."

O5-4's voice paused.

"This is... a field that is no less damaging than the containment of a K-class anomaly."

"Alright. We're already sitting here in this place, Four. You and I both know what the Foundation's real losses are."

Clef just waved his hand in disgust.

What he hated most was this group of high-ranking civilians who knew the key points of all this, and even that all the topics were instigated by people like them, but in the end they still had to pretend and wait for the other side to understand.

But he couldn't refute it.

Looking at O5-4's triumphant expression, Clef could only understand.

The resulting chaos lasted only two weeks, and after the foundation used all its media and international resources to cover up the incident from the public, it inevitably caused widespread discussion among the global public.

After all, if only a few people lost focus during advanced math class, it could be considered inattention, but... tens of millions of people? That could only be considered an accident.

However, no anomalous organization could collectively eliminate the memories of tens of millions of affected individuals on such a large scale, who were constantly traveling around the world on major airliners.

There are plans to wipe out the Korean Peninsula, but again, how to do that without exposing the anomaly and the Foundation? Sorry, no.

The cost of settling this matter is too high.

The Foundation has done a lot, and many of its secret experiments are considered countless unforgivable evils in the eyes of the public.

Being denounced? Being asked to disband? Even being asked to be convicted?

No one can predict the consequences of exposing the Foundation's existence...

"It would be great if you could really figure this out,"

Number 4 said coldly, "But your collaboration with the stationmaster leaves me bewildered as to what your brain is made of."

"After all, it's been confirmed that the street scene seen by those affected by SCP-8710 is the SCP-CN-5981 named 'City'..."

"Number 4, I've just been looking for a solution to this problem."

"The solution is simple. Let this abnormal hyperspace world like the city be as far away from our reality as possible!"

"agree!"

Clef suddenly applauded Number Four's proposal. "But what do you want to do? Stop Project Edita?"

"Of course I have to stop!"

Although Number 4 felt that Clef's reaction was not right, he frowned and continued, "Since we have confirmed that the anomaly is caused by the existence of the 'city', we must avoid any actions that further stimulate the anomaly."

"Oh, so you guys really have the nerve to say such things!"

Suddenly, Clef calmed down after a cry of surprise. All the O5s around him looked at him, and he sat upright. His golden pupils hidden under his bangs made him look not as old as the file said.

If he had felt a little guilty about the Peninsula incident before, he seemed to hold his sword when talking about it.

This makes others in the dark more alert.

"Yeah, so, some beasts were allowed to throw several eight-year-old children into Containment Unit 8 for abnormal experiments. I don't know who gave the go-ahead."

"..."

Hearing this, No. 4 suddenly fell silent.

SCP-682, the evil monitor lizard.