Rebuild SCP to Save the World

Hu Damin confronted the Foundation across the screen for nearly ten minutes.

In the end, Hu Damin chose to admit defeat. The other party really has what he needs. Moreover, the other party has a high probability of not being as simple as it seems now.

"Can you explain the relationship between you and the Alien Management Bureau."

Hu Damin calmed down and asked questions from a different angle.

"enemy."

Two huge words appeared on the screen, simply and rudely emphasizing the attitude of the Foundation.

Not surprising Hu Damin, this is also the basis for cooperation between the two sides.

"It seems that your form is very urgent. Why did you choose to meet in this way? Do you want us to provide any help?"

Hu Damin turned the topic back to the beginning again, and took a closer look.

"We need to cooperate, this is for the survival of mankind."

Another line of words appeared on the screen.

Then, without waiting for more reaction from Hu Damin, the words on the screen disappeared.

What replaces it is a picture.

And, an introduction.

The world we live in is not simple. Mysterious and unexplainable things are from ancient times to the present.

In the past, we called them gods or demons. Now, they have decreased, but they have never gone far, and they are gradually returning.

"It seems that you know a lot." Hu Damin hasn't wavered too much. This is more like a story to him.

However, "what does this so-called **** mean?"

Hu Damin's question was not answered.

Next time it appears on the screen: we know far more than you think.

Immediately afterwards, Hu Damin's phone vibrated. Hu Damin took the phone out of his pocket and took a look. It was a file with an unknown signature.

The words on the screen also changed: open it! .

Hu Damin acted kindly and opened the file, but starting from the first line of words, he gradually couldn't control his expression.

This is a file about the person who made the Alien Control Group earthquake.

The third-level reality **** codenamed Wangchuan,

Belongs to the Alien Administration,

It is the trump card of the secret forces of the Alien Administration.

There is not much information about Wangchuan in the archive, and Hu Damin quickly read it.

If what the so-called scp foundation on the other side of the screen said before is just a story, now things are serious.

This has great relevance to the information they pried from the captives of those different management bureaus.

And this information is the top secret of the alien control group, and no one has all except Hu Damin himself.

"I think we need a more detailed understanding."

"As you wish."

The foundation quickly gave the answer.

"Everyone present, sign a non-disclosure agreement later, understand!"

"Yes! Chief!"

"Now, at the ministerial level and above, stay, and the rest will go out. At the same time, anyone is forbidden to come near here."

"understand."

"understand."

......

The control room suddenly became empty,

Now, it's time to talk about business.

"What are the so-called gods?" Hu Damin took the lead in asking the first question.

"Mr. Hu Damin, please note that this is a deal."

The foundation will not answer Hu Damin's question so simply and put forward conditions.

"Then, let me talk about what you need." Hu Damin didn't seem to matter.

"Mr. Hu Damin,

As said before,

Cooperation,

Fight against powerful enemies. "

"Of course there is no problem in principle, but I think I still need to know what kind of enemy I want to deal with, right?"

"not now."

The foundation only used four words and rejected Hu Damin.

In this way, a negotiation across the screen began and lasted a long time.

It was not until night fell that Hu Damin and several ministers walked out of the control room one after another.

"Everything you heard today is rotten in your stomach, and you are not allowed to disclose it at all, do you understand."

Before opening the door, Hu Damin warned the ministers behind him in a serious tone.

"Understood, Chief!"

"Understood, Chief Executive. But it's a big deal, we..."

"Don't move now, waiting for my order."

"Yes, I understand."

The actual amount of information in this negotiation is huge, and it is definitely not something that can be determined by this simple negotiation.

As for suspicion, Hu Damin has maintained it so far. This is a good habit. Only by suspicion of everything can he make the most correct decision.

But in Hu Damin's heart, he believed infinitely that the foundation on the other side of the screen had constructed a whole new world for himself.

The number of aliens is gradually increasing, and they are strange and unpredictable, and there is almost no upper limit to their strength.

Until, incredible gods can crush ant-like humans at will.

Of course, it is too early for Hu Damin to consider these illusory things.

What really needs to be considered now is the third-level reality **** named Wangchuan.

Just like his name, the ability to distort reality is definitely an enemy that must go all out to deal with.

But it is a pity that the alien control group is now unable to deal with such an existence.

Hu Damin thought about it and returned to his office.

Sitting on the sofa, Hu Damin looked at the three teacups on the table.

I took out one and murmured: The Chinese Society of Foreign Studies,

Then, the second one, Alien Administration,

Finally, the scp foundation.

Hu Damin looked at the three cups and fell into thinking. Finally, the cup representing the scp foundation was put in front of him by Hu Damin.

Putting the other two cups together, but when he picked up the cup representing the Alien Administration Bureau, Hu Damin hesitated to rub the rim of the cup for a long time before putting it there.

After a while, Hu Damin shook his head again and disrupted the three teacups.

There is too little intelligence. In the mist, Hu Damin doesn't want to choose to gamble, but now he is too stretched to rely on the alien control team!

Hu Daminwu stood up and went to the office: "Prepare the car, the State Council!"

......

Looking back at the foundation,

Within the information security department,

At the end of the negotiation, Hei applauded.

"As I did today, it's enough to keep it like this." The first negotiation that Hei personally supervised was over, and he had already given full authority to Mu Fan.

"Yes, my lord!"

Hei nodded, beckoning to call Mu Fan and Wang Chuan aside.

"Next, Wangchuan will accompany me to Eagle Country, which means that Wangchuan will disappear from everyone's sight."

Hei was half-talking, but Mu Fan already understood the meaning.

"My lord, what do you mean is that I can use the disappearance of Wangchuan to increase the bargaining chip of the Foundation."

The expression of the black hidden behind the mask can't be seen change, just saying: "A good choice."

Then, Hei handed Mu Fan an envelope.

"This is the way to contact the O5 Council. If you have to, you are prohibited from contacting it actively."

Mu Fan solemnly accepted the envelope and said solemnly: "Yes! Your lord."