People in Zongman: Building a foundation to accommodate all worlds

The back seat of this car is not connected to the front driver's cab.

The glass doesn't allow you to see outside.

Masakazu Shinkawa felt like he was thrown into a closed dark room.

The effect is similar to that of a hood.

"Damn it, what the hell is wrong with these guys?"

Masakazu Shinkawa cursed under his breath.

Once in the back seat, he was alone.

My mind naturally became active.

Shinkawa Masaru started searching the vehicle's doors, glass or other places.

I want to try and see if I can escape without anyone noticing when no one is watching.

Or when those dumb bastards come to open the door.

Give them a hard blow.

While the person is being knocked down, quickly escape.

However, it turns out.

The above idea is simply impossible to achieve.

There is no part of the back seat of the vehicle that can be disassembled.

Masakazu Shinkawa tried to hit the car window with his elbow.

After almost breaking his elbow.

Masakazu Shinkawa understood that it should be extremely thick bulletproof glass.

At least, that was his understanding.

In the dark space, Masakazu Shinkawa had no way of knowing the time.

The sense of panic grew little by little.

I don't know how much time passed, but the door was suddenly opened.

The incandescent light from outside shone in, causing Masakazu Shinkawa to unconsciously raise his hands to cover his eyes.

Wait until you are fully accustomed to the light.

Masakazu Shinkawa found himself in a room.

This room has nothing but pure white walls and a chair.

"How did you get the car into the room?"

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Shinkawa Chang asked unconsciously.

Originally, he thought he would not get a response this time either.

Finally, a voice came.

"Elevator. That's not a difficult thing. Even a truck can get in here."

Shinkawa Masaru was stunned for a moment.

Get out of your car and look for the source of the sound.

I saw a wall of the room.

On the originally pure white wall, someone's image was reflected.

She was a young woman wearing a white lab coat and had dark circles under her eyes.

Masaichi Shinkawa widened his eyes.

Is this wall LCD?

Can't tell at all.

Seeing Shinkawa Masaru coming over, the woman said:

"Hello, welcome to the SCP Foundation, you can call me Dr. Murasame."

Masakazu Shinkawa nodded hesitantly.

"Dr. Murasame, can I really be free from guilt after working for you for thirty days?"

Masakazu Shinkawa still feels aggrieved about this.

"Yes, just as the agreement states, as long as you work for us for thirty days, you can return to society."

.... ...... .......

Dr. Murasame Reine said so.

This made Shinkawa Masahiro excited instantly.

"Then what is my job?"

he asked impatiently.

"Please sit down first. Before describing your job content, there is a D-class personnel agreement that you are entitled to know."

Hearing this, Masakazu Shinkawa walked to the only chair in the room and sat down.

The next second after he sat down.

The chair behind him originally looked ordinary.

A series of mechanical sounds were emitted.

Before Masakazu Shinkawa could react.

A cool touch appeared on the neck.

Shinkawa Chang reached out and grabbed it instinctively.

The result was a metal ring similar to a collar.

"Wait, what is this!?"

Masakazu Shinkawa asked angrily.

"Next, I will read out the D-class personnel agreement. Please listen carefully."

Dr. Murasame Suzune did not respond to Shinkawa Masakazu's questioning at all.

This made Masakazu Shinkawa even more angry.

But the next words immediately calmed him down.

"D-class personnel must wear a 'black ball collar' at all times. If any of the following behaviors are observed, they will be terminated."

"Violation of the SCP Foundation's confidentiality regulations, private attempt to dismantle the 'black ball collar', and resistance to the execution of tasks or orders."

"Leaving the D-class jurisdiction area without permission, causing harm to other personnel, etc., the following is the execution demonstration screen."

The image of Dr. Murasame Suzune was replaced.

After that, a video of a prisoner in a strange orange uniform was played.

An attempt is made to remove a collar using an illegally obtained screwdriver.

After a warning.

The guy's head was blown into pieces by the collar.

Seeing this scene, Shinkawa Masaru felt a chill all over his body.

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Chapter 406: A Day in the Life of a D-Class Personnel

"The above is the D-class personnel agreement. Please abide by it. Failure to do so may result in possible termination and other consequences."

"Your number is D-438. Your work content will be distributed at the work location tomorrow."

"Now, please follow the instructions and go to the D-class living control area."

(Normally, the D-class personnel numbers should start at five digits by now.)

(However, if there are consecutive numbers in the text, they will be blocked, and typing Chinese characters is too distracting.)

(So ​​I just wrote it in three digits, please know.)

Listening to the cold words of Dr. Murasame Suzune.

Masakazu Shinkawa stood up in a daze.

Walk out through the door.

Along the way, there are graphic guides on the walls.

Soon, he arrived at a public area.

Everywhere you look, the video demonstration is everywhere.

The kind that wears special orange prison uniforms.

Someone with a metal collar, just like him.

This atmosphere made Masakazu Shinkawa feel like he was back in prison.

But no one came to talk to him.

At this time, Masakazu Shinkawa was no longer in the mood to talk to others.

Following the guidance, he arrived at his residence and found the room corresponding to his number "467".

Inside the room, there is an orange D-class uniform.

In addition, there are the same iron beds and toilets as those in prisons.

But this is a single room.

Masakazu Shinkawa threw the D-class uniform to the ground as if he was disappointed.

Lying on the iron bed.

He subconsciously reached out and touched his neck.

The cold touch of the metal made him shiver unconsciously.

When I think of the bursting flowers in the picture.

Masakazu Shinkawa couldn't help but tremble.

In a daze, Masakazu Shinkawa didn't know when he fell asleep.

And when I woke up again.

Masakazu Shinkawa sat up, covering his head.

My brain felt like it was being tangled together and the pain was excruciating.

Masakazu Shinkawa had never experienced a hangover before.

But, it should be similar to how I feel now.

He shook his head.

Masaru Shinkawa looked into the room again and again, and his eyes widened instantly.

The surrounding rooms have undergone tremendous changes.

It was not the single room he stayed in yesterday.

Everywhere you look, you can see futuristic, technological arrangements.

Hydraulic metal gates and walls made of metal I've never seen before.

It can be said that except for the iron bed, everything else has become very sci-fi.

Masakazu Shinkawa looked around in confusion.