I heard that I’m super fierce - Chapter 114
Translator: NovelMultiverse | Editor: NovelMultiverse
The “roarer” made up his mind and closed his mouth tightly.
His intuition told him to. Every cell in his body was screaming frantically for him to not yell out like that.
If it couldn’t communicate in its own language, then it couldn’t communicate. The “roarer” was not stupid. Even if he didn’t recognize the woman whose mouth had been changed to a puppet chin, such a weird sight was in front of him. She told him not to be afraid to shout, and he would be a fool to do what she wanted.
Lin You smiled and said, “Why aren’t you shouting?”
The air fell silent.
The man standing opposite suddenly smiled.
All of his exposed skin was covered with scars, even his cheeks. Those crooked scars, like scars left after a fire, lie on his face like this. At this time, he forced a smile to make them see him as a savage. Because of the stiffness of his muscles, the corners of his mouth were grinning upwards, full of malicious intentions.
Lifting one foot, the “Roaring One” came over here.
Lin You secretly thought that it was not good.
If he really only had the ability to destroy objects with sound, he would neither be able to breach containment so easily nor would he be registered as a “keter.”
—But any woman who enters within 20 meters of the “roarer” will be affected by him, lose all self-control, and jump and scream—although they can be recovered after being pulled out of this range, the person concerned was ashamed of this and thought he was bad, but the process of pulling them away was not easy.
The “Roaring One” also used this and the power of his own voice to break through containment.
It was hard to say exactly how such a mental impact was produced, and the naked eye couldn’t tell whether he had reached the edge of the range of his ability. In any case, it wouldn’t be a good thing to let him get close. But at the moment, there was no way to retreat, and if he wanted to go outside, he might bump into the group of agents. Lin You would never do it rashly.
“Come on,” she turned her head and gave Mary Shaw a look, “Come on.”
Mary Shaw: “…”
The past was vivid, and the painful memories of those two hot peppers that were so spicy that her throat was so dry and painful all came to her vision because of this glance.
Thinking of this, she couldn’t help looking coldly and regretfully at the man who was full of scars on the opposite side. Not only did she want to add two more things to the other person, but she also wanted to let the other guy experience what she had suffered.
Didn’t you say he had to shout? If he shouted, could she pull his tongue out to dip it in chili noodles?
The “Roaring One” was shocked by the stark glance of the other party, but he didn’t care so much, as long as he passed, as long as he passed over—
He only felt that his trousers were caught.
The “roarer” lowered his head and saw a pair of wooden hands tightly sandwiching the piece of cloth.
But the puppet that was as tall as his legs was standing next to him, hugging his legs, raised his painted white face to look at the scary face, and his bright red lips curled like a malicious grin.
—Get out of here!
He felt that he shouldn’t make a noise, so he had to raise his leg viciously, trying hard to throw it to the side.
The puppet didn’t have much strength. His arms loosened softly, and when his head tilted sideways because of hitting the wall, the corners of his mouth still had that weird curvature.
But in the next second, before the “Roaring One” approached his target, another pair of thin wooden arms encircled him from behind. The puppets who followed them passed faster one by one, surging continuously, and they climbed up the man’s legs.
And what was different from the one at the beginning was that these wooden gadgets were actually heavy on him. The “Roaring One” was still trying to move forward, but the puppets dragged him step by step, and finally, his knees weakened and he knelt on one knee.
His body was covered with weird puppets. One batch after another was thrown off. The man’s tightly closed lips were already loosened, he did not have a good temper. It was his anger that gave that sound that kind of power.
The “Roaring One” couldn’t help wondering if his intuition was wrong. He couldn’t bear these raggedy logs, he couldn’t help deafen the guy standing there with his scream—
The anger finally reached its peak when a puppet climbed up and laughed wantonly at the top of his head and tickled his ears.
He grabbed the piece of ragged wood and slammed it straight to the ground.
The puppets on his body suddenly stopped moving when he roared.
It was at this moment that the “Roaring One” realized that he had been tricked.
But at this time, it was too late to say anything or do anything. He fell heavily to the ground, and his body no longer listened to his own commands—he actually experienced the feelings of those women who were controlled by him to some extent. The bald-headed man who was not struggling watched the puppet-like woman approach step by step, grab his chin and opened his mouth forcefully.
No matter how he resisted, his tongue was still pulled straight out of his mouth, and it couldn’t move. No matter how hard he tried, there was only a vague whine.
It was only then that Lin You slowly let go of her hands covering her ears.
“As for me, I’m still very good at talking.” She said kindly, “Do you want to have a tongue or do you want to die, you choose.”
The Roaring One: “…”
Do you call this a good talk?!!
The person who screamed: “Uh, uh, uh—”
Lin You: “It’s weird, what else does he want to say?”
“He said he likes spice, and he wants to eat chili when he is frightened.” Mary Shaw instigated insidiously, “It’s best to get Mexican ghost peppers and stuff them all into his mouth.”
Lin You: “…”
Isn’t this just what you want to do to him?
She stood in place and didn’t rush forward. After all, even if she thought she had good willpower, she couldn’t tell if she would be affected by the other party. As for Mary Shaw, after she died, she could still possess any puppet. She could not simply be defined by gender. Maybe this was the reason why she could go straight in and decisively pull out his tongue.
“What fate,” Lin You said, “I won’t stop her from doing anything to you. If you are still alive, you will be handed over to the Foundation.”
“I personally recommend another option.”
“You can keep all your hair, but you will have to do things for me in the future.”
This was like plucking his damn eyes out. The “Roaring One” lay down on the ground, panting, slamming his fingers on the ground.
Mary Shaw snorted. She had collected so many tongues. She had never seen one like this before. Seeing that there was one more, it didn’t fall into his own hands in the end.
She only hated that she didn’t have chili peppers, but it was not too regrettable. Since there was nothing more to do, she simply grabbed Billy and a few other puppets and disappeared in place.
The corridor regained the calm it had when she first arrived. Lin You walked over and picked up the card that fell on the ground.
NAME: SCP-638 “THE ROARING ONE”
CARD NUMBER: 038
REMARKS: A MAN WHOSE WHOLE BODY IS COVERED WITH SCARS DUE TO AN UNKNOWN ACCIDENT. EVEN IF HE CAN HEAL HIMSELF, THE SCARS STILL EXIST. WHEN HE IS COMPLETELY ENRAGED, HE CAN NOT ONLY BEND STEEL BUT ALSO MAKE LOUD AND POWERFUL SHOUTS. AT THE SAME TIME, HE WILL HAVE A MENTAL IMPACT ON ANY WOMAN WITHIN 20 METERS OF HIM. BUT RECENTLY, IT SEEMS THAT HE HAS SUFFERED FROM PUPPET PHOBIA FOR UNKNOWN REASONS. IT IS RECOMMENDED TO USE DESENSITIZATION THERAPY. MAYBE HE WILL BECOME GOOD FRIENDS WITH THE PUPPETS.
Lin You: “…”[Read this novel and other amazing translated novels from the original source at the “Novel Multiverse dot com” website @ novelmultiverse.com]
Are you the devil?
She didn’t know if the “Roaring One” and Mary Shaw would be the first to disagree with this idea.
Lin You put the card straight into the picture book, planning to use him as a long-distance AoE in the future.
Encountering the “Roaring One” at least brought her a little more benefit—his behavior proved that it was safe to take the elevator, to go back 10,000 steps, and she would not be discovered by those agents for the time being.
Besides, there was no other way to go. She walked directly into the elevator. There were only two buttons in the car, one up and one down, and Lin You pressed the up button.
The elevator car rose slowly. When it hovered over a certain floor, Lin You stepped out of the door.
To be honest, it looked no different from the previous corridor, but she still quickly chose a direction and walked over.
The “roarer” was a “keter” level SCP, so she went in the direction he came from. Maybe she can follow the vine to figure out what other high-risk level SCPs were contained.
As she walked in, Lin You noticed the more obvious cracks on the wall or door frame. Obviously, the “roarer” escaped from here.
She was on guard against all movements, but she couldn’t hide from a door that opened sharply when she passed by.
Lin You: “…”
Female researcher who came out of the door: “…”
She looked exhausted. Her white coat was clasped in a mess, and she was obviously one of the people affected by SCP-638’s breach of containment. The researcher looked at Lin You’s uniform of the D-class personnel in shock, as if suddenly remembering something.
Just a second before the scream burst out, the female researcher rolled her eyes and fell softly to the ground.
Behind her, the broomstick was still hanging there, impressively maintaining the posture of swinging the stick.
Then, the broomstick that was released by the invisible hand fell to the ground.
There was a breathless voice from nearby on the other side, “I finally caught up.”
Iris, who hurriedly ran over, slapped her knees and eased her breath a few times, then raised her head and shook the photo in her hand.
“I took, I took all the places I could take,” she explained with a bit of breathlessness, stumbling, “I looked back and stared at these photos, and then ran to this side as soon as you got off the elevator—”
“Thanks.” Lin You said sincerely.
This word made Iris embarrassed a bit. She looked at the female researcher who was knocked out by her.
She apologized repeatedly and pulled the other person’s shoulders. Lin You also came up to help, and the two of them dragged the researcher back to her office.
When she closed the door again, Iris opened her mouth: “After we moved here, the reinforcements that have been allocated here also escorted back a group of captured D-class personnel, does it…”
Lin You was startled.
She could hear what Iris meant, but it meant that Jian Mingjia might be among them, and asked her if she wanted to confirm it.
“It’s okay,” she said, “No need.”
She trusted her childhood friend well enough, knowing that no matter where she was, she would definitely not be caught.
“But then again—”
“I thought you would be executed on the spot.”
Iris looked at her in surprise, and even though she didn’t know how the other party knew about it, she still explained.
“Well, yes,” she took a deep breath, “Usually this is how it is done.”
The death row prisoners who were introduced as D-class personnel did not know what they were about to face. The Foundation concealed the truth from them. Some people even knew at the moment before their death that it was not what they were told—to help and work for a certain period of time. It was as simple as being free again. And when the site was out of control or one month later, the D-class personnel who learned the truth were either executed or amnestied. The current conclusion was that there were only two kinds of opinions circulating. It seems that this game used the latter one.
“However, this time, when the undercover agents of the Chaos Insurgency were involved, they brought back a few, probably because they wanted to interrogate about what happened.”
Lin You got it.
She had guessed before that if ordinary players escaped from the facility, it was a successful game. As for her, being taken away by the Foundation can’t be regarded as an escape. It can only be said that the story of the instance was forced to continue. And those players were probably like her, triggering the hidden plot.
But it didn’t matter to her. Lin You knew exactly what she wants.
“Can I see the pictures?” she asked.
Iris handed them over quickly, and Lin You turned them over one by one. The photos that were real-time images in Iris’s eyes became ordinary when they were in her hands, but when she turned to one of them, her pupils shrank suddenly and she stopped moving.
Don’t say anything.
—She knew how to accept the butler’s bell.
In the deserted corridor, two sneaky figures flashed through.
One was tall, the other was short and round, and they both wore orange clothes and trousers of different models.
“Come here,” he hurriedly slipped from behind the wall on this side to the other side, and the taller hurriedly waved at the fat one, “Quickly, quickly.”
The fat one just ran over. They happened to hear a voice coming from a distance, and the two D-class personnel were immediately frightened. It was a real loss because when they pushed the door, it was not locked, and it opened with a creak.
The two of them wished there was a place to hide at this time, and when they saw no one, they hurriedly got in, and then closed the door—this time they could see, and wouldn’t be exposed and reveal that someone was hiding in that empty office.
“After a long time of bad luck, it’s finally a transfer, huh?”
The fat man wiped off his cold sweat with his sleeve, “How unlucky you said that you were caught here.”
“That’s not the case.” The taller one slapped his thigh, “We’re just one step away! Just one step away from running away and we got caught! Alas!”
The two players sighed. Their abilities were not particularly outstanding, and they didn’t run very fast—otherwise, they wouldn’t be caught by the task force—and they would have lost their lives even now. Unexpectedly, there would be an extra story in this instance. There were two more SCPs running out of this site. They heard how one of the newcomers was leaving. They didn’t listen to all of them and quickly took advantage of the chaos to find a chance to slip away.
“Stop here to avoid them.”
The taller dragged over a chair and sat down, “I hope no one will come.”
On the contrary, the fat man couldn’t stay idle. He tried to flip through the keys with his head full of sweat.
He needed a way to escape from a well-prepared base. He just walked to the printer and suddenly saw a piece of newly typed paper inserted in it.
He took a closer look and said, “Huh”.
“Where did this fax come from? About that new SCP?”
The new SCP breached containment. They didn’t know where it went. It’s just that the employees in this office were so eager that they forgot to lock the door and didn’t come back to see this fax, which made him see it.
Thinking about this, the fat man reached out and took it down.
When he was busy escaping, he couldn’t listen to what the agents said, and the tall man became a little curious at the moment, “What is it?”
“Wait a minute,” said the fat man, “It was discovered on Site 19, the original identity was a D-class personnel, Asian…huh, isn’t Site 19 where we stayed before? ?”
While speaking, he himself realized something.
The fat one: “…”
The tall one: “…”
Both of them saw the error in each other’s eyes.
It can’t be…
…Was it a player?[Read this novel and other amazing translated novels from the original source at the “Novel Multiverse dot com” website @ novelmultiverse.com]