Chapter 714 (1/2)

As like as two peas in the SCP-173, he is quite familiar with the human form. It is the same as the memory of his SCP.

Scp-173 is a concrete statue that is alive and aggressive. It'll break your neck when you're not ready. Of course, when you look at it, it won't move.

This is the characteristic of this object. It often appears in all kinds of wonderful world views. Although there is no particularly terrible element, it still makes people feel very ugly and frightening.

The photographer was not sure whether the thing in front of him was the one he remembered, so he took his eyes away from 173.

In theory, doing so would cause 173 to appear behind him in the next moment and break his neck.

He dares to make such a bold attempt because he won't die when his neck is broken, whether in virtual or real life.

As he guessed, the next moment, the thing appeared behind him, grabbed his head and twisted it 180 degrees to let him face the big face of graffiti.

Chengying blinked, opposite 173's four eyes. He couldn't be sure which was the eye and which was the nostril in the graffiti on 173's face

Somehow, after taking the pair of dots below as nostrils, the horror of this thing decreased sharply, even a little funny.

”It's really going to come and break my neck!” Chengying reaches out to cut off his head, turns his body into data dissipation, and regenerates a body under his neck, face to face with 173.

”Does this thing originally exist in this world, or was it born because of my intervention?” The undertaker prefers the latter. After all, no one knows what 173 looks like. Only he knows the appearance of 173 and the concept of shelter.

And the production of this kind of thing is probably related to his environment. The subconscious is full of chaos and unknowability. In this environment, let alone the shelter, even ksuru can be born.

If there is any disaster that can destroy such a civilization that has developed to the top of the planet. I'm afraid that's except for a large-scale shelter failure. There is almost no other possibility.

The idea startled the filmmaker, because if you extend this speculation, you will get an appalling conclusion.

If ancient civilizations perished because of the failure of accommodation, where did their accommodation come from? Is it also born out of a thought?

Now he is only facing a projection of ancient civilization. He interfered with the projection. Theoretically, it is impossible to affect the of ontology.

Just like it is impossible to hurt a person's shadow with a sword or fire. Because it's just a shadow after all.

The filmmaker shook his head and threw the strange ideas in his mind into the dustbin. This conjecture is more mysterious than fantasy novels. When he woke up, it was probably only because he had a brain attack that such an idea came into being.

In theory, he should only affect this projection. It's a pity that we can't completely restore the real history.