SCP Steve, containment breach

Quantum Master, Boundary Breaker, Hell's Visitor, Block Demon.

Little did Steve know that his image had left an indelible shadow on Andrew's young mind.

He's just happy now, and he's going to make a deal with the people from the Foundation to get straight to the point.

According to Steve's habitual bartering rule, which he considered to be the fairest, he first took out a bowl-sized emerald from his pocket and lined up on the ground, about 64 of them.

"Do you take these things? I'll exchange you for some rare metals of this type. "

Steve gestured to the shard.

"Emerald, it's good to drop big, don't you want to be tempted?"

Andrew was silent.

Emerald.... Bowl-sized emeralds.

Although the Foundation has never been an organization that lacks funds for its activities, this is too exaggerated, so many emeralds and so big?

So that's how Satan uses human greed to tempt good people to fall?

Andrew is not a saint, and in the face of this level of wealth, he still has a more or less heart-warming feeling. But soon, he came to his senses.

Steve is a visitor from hell who claims to have emerged from the gates of hell and makes a deal with him is a trade with the devil, and both the Bible and the comics have warned believers that trading with the devil is seeking the skin of the tiger, and there will definitely be no bones left in the pit.

Oh, I'm not a believer.

Andrew smiled slightly

"However, I refuse. "

Looking at Steve's slightly lost but not too surprised expression, Andrew silently helped his glasses.

I'm not a saint, but I know that even if I get the money, I'll have to spend it. What's more, if something happens to this world because of my trade, Andrew would rather suffer the end of being knocked to pieces of meat for annoying Steve.

The Foundation may have no conscience, and the moral standards of its members are not even up to the average moral level of the world, but the Foundation is always protecting the world, doing everything in its power, even if it is necessary to do evil, even if it suffers from flesh and blood.

Thankfully, Steve didn't look angry.

Steve wasn't surprised, after all, even on his side, only profiteer villagers would buy things like emeralds, and emeralds were basically the most useless of the gemstone category.

So much so that he actually didn't have much, and this group was about all his belongings.

So, compared to the embarrassment of the Foundation if it really collects emeralds, they don't accept them, which makes Steve feel at ease.

But in that case, you'll have to pay for it.

Steve gritted his teeth and pulled a diamond block out of his pocket.

"Can this thing be exchanged?".

Andrew swallowed.

What kind of metal is this?

The light blue shell can feel the incomparably hard texture when you look at it from a distance, and there is a rare expression of pain on Steve's face.

This thing must be precious!

If a new element is discovered, it will be a

Nobel Prize, and if this new metal element is found that does not pose a danger to the outside world and can be put into use, it can even be awarded the Foundation's Medal of Honor!

Andrew had no reason to refuse directly, he hesitated and nodded:

"Yes, but you have to make sure there is no danger".

"What danger can a diamond block have?".

Steve pouted, these hillbillies, they haven't even seen diamonds, if this thing is dangerous, I'll show you a magma swim, please give me all your stuff.

But this kind of thing is still good to think about in my heart, and Steve still has a profiteer's smile on his face

"Well, let's do this, a diamond block, for something similar... What kind of containment metal are you talking about?".

"Diamond block?".

Andrew was stunned for a while, "Do you call that thing a diamond?"

Don't talk about it, it's not a diamond at all, whether it's the

shape or the texture, I can tell at a glance that it's not a diamond!

But since you say yes, so be.

But the number of one-for-one is a little too small.

This SCP containment object is a beloved family and brother of the Foundation.

Gotta add money!

Andrew was just about to raise the bar with Steve when there was a cold feeling of steel in his jaw.

After

being in the Foundation for so long, Andrew immediately realized what was happening, raised his hand, and closed his eyes in cooperation, not looking at the source of the footsteps that were slowly approaching. Make sure that your life will not be choked to death by the peanuts fired from the muzzle of the gunsmoke.

"I don't know what kind of big guy is sent from above?

He thought silently, only to hear a soft female voice calmly order:

"Amnestics for Dr. Andrew. I'll take over the rest. "

A

faint solemnity appeared on the pale face of the girl with long burgundy hair

"This incident is kept secret at all times, and all members of this lab are to be amnesticized. "

Then, she connected to the megaphone:

"Hello, Mr. Steve, Dr. Andrew has something to do for the time being, I'll talk to you about the deal next, my name is Christina, I'm the manager of the precinct, and I'm level four. "

Steve didn't think much of it and nodded, acquiescing to the fact of the substitution.

Christina breathed a sigh of relief and continued

"We have very sad news here, that ten minutes ago, due to the opening of your Hell Gate, which caused the adjacent containment chamber where SCP-096 was to be held, SCP-096 was witnessed and breached containment control, and is now in a containment breach state. "

Steve furrowed his eyebrows that didn't exist

"Do you mean that you want me to help you get it back?".

"I think we can make a deal about it, you work with our task force to recover the extremely dangerous 096, and we provide you with the alloy you want once the incident has subsided. "

"Tell us about his characteristics?".

"He is tall, with black skin most of the time, and attacks all beings who witness his face, including those seen on photographs, and it moves extremely fast, almost teleporting..."

Steve suddenly raised his hand and interrupted Christina's words.

The cubeman scratched its chin, thought for a moment, and after a few seconds, slapped its palm:

"Oh, I know what you're talking about. "

"When you see your face, you will attack, and you have been chasing 9 dozen, and the movement speed is still very fast, the same as teleporting. "

"You're talking about the Enderman, right?"

"That's easy to do, you don't have to catch it, don't worry about it, like this enderman, except for my ender lady's wife, you can pick one of the others and take it away, we have a lot of this stuff there, and there are hundreds of them in the whole end, do you want it?".

Looking at Steve's laughing and gushing appearance, Christina suddenly regretted taking the task.

And an end... Hundreds?