SCP Steve, containment breach

(Ask for flowers, I will come back later without me).

As the researchers who confirmed that redstone technology was feasible, their first reaction was not the Nobel Prize in physics, but the researchers who were dancing and looking up at the stars.

"The time has come for humanity to enter the age of the stars!"

(I think there's a galaxy mod, right?).

(Extraterrestrial creatures intercepted the human spaceship and opened it to see that the energy source was a torch).

"You're right, Ms. Christina, Steve does have good intentions towards humanity. "

Edward suddenly burst into a flawless smile

"Even if he doesn't, we have to fill him with kindness!"

Christina nodded, and the men finally understood what she meant.

Does it matter if Steve has good intentions towards the Foundation, if he has good intentions towards humanity?

It's the same as when you go out on the street and ask him if he likes you, in addition to getting an embarrassing smile, it's most likely a stupid look.

If someone has a bad temper, you can feel the advanced medical technology of the Great Lighthouse Country with your cheeks.

The

Foundation's job is to befriend SCP-MC-001.

The reason is very simple, Christina also said what Steve likes, it depends on whether the Foundation is willing to pay and make this friend with Steve.

Christina is confident that her fellow directors and the high-ranking O5 council will make the most reasonable choice.

After all, this is like the navigators of the past, exchanging glass beads and primitive people for gold and diamonds.

In addition to the difference of equality between the two parties, it is an absolute sure deal.

That's the end of my report, Mr. Black, it's your turn.

Christina sat down and gave the voice to Blake

Blake fell into deep thought.

He looked at the 1762 research report in his hand.

Originally, he was quite confident, after all, this box and the origami dragon involved two technologies with great research value: mythical species and space technology.

But he looked at Christina again

This woman who walked out from under her door and is now able to talk eloquently in meetings with her head held high

and the

bucket of water and the mosaic torch that lay out in front of her.

He suddenly felt just...

Quite suddenly.

I've never heard of Steve so good before, and to defeat a reality bender, you have to blow up the entire Garden Arena.

Why is it that he suddenly looks like a creation god, casually digging out gold and elixir, and digging out endless energy?

Director Blake, who was in his prime, seemed to be back to his childhood in a trance.

ran home with a perfect score on the exam papers, happily planning to show off in front of his elders and friends, only to find that the children next door had been sent to Harvard.

The 1762 in my hand suddenly didn't smell good........

Blake sighed, but a bold idea popped into his head.

Doesn't Steve like boxy things?

1762-1, the box is square.

Doesn't Steve like angular things?

1762-2, those origami dragons are angular.

Anyway, 1762 is very safe, and research can be done there, so it's better to send Ghana over and sell Christina a favor ........

Thinking so, Blake stood up with his large, reflective bald head

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

When Christina returned to the containment chamber with the cardboard box, Steve was nibbling on a steak that had just been baked from the furnace.

Nearby, Ender had seasonings from the task force in her hand and tried to sprinkle them on the mosaics.

(Ender is so virtuous, damn Steve).

The two little eyed peas next to them were watching them intently.

Ever since Peanut became Steve's material collection, the Peas have lost their jobs and wander around the Foundation every day.

Dr. Caya spread the sauce on top of Ender's seasoned steak and handed it to Steve, looking at him as he feasted on it, curious

"How's that, rate it?".

"Steak in my world, no, your steak, delicious. "

Caya laughed:

"If you want to eat, you can ask the kitchen, I don't have a good skill as a special chef. "

Steve's glasses lit up:

"Can it be better? No, I can't eat it anymore, and if I continue like this, I don't think about MC. "

Christina shrugged helplessly and interjected:

"Stop the picnic, ladies and gentlemen. Look what I brought back?".

Steve glanced at the box, not interested.

"Isn't it just a box? I have a lot of them at home, and they are divided into different categories. "

But just then, the box opened.

A puff of smoke erupts from SCP-1762-1, followed by cute origami dragons flying out of the box, several of them, heading towards Steve.

Steve jerked an osprey over and shrunk to the edge of the hell gate, looked at the dragon hovering in the containment chamber, and couldn't help but say:

"Where did you get so many dragons out?".

As he spoke, he was suddenly stunned and hurriedly looked in the direction of Ender.

I saw the ender princess holding her head in her hands, burying her head in ****, squatting on the spot and shrinking into a ball, looking left and right with tears in her eyes.

Don't think about it, Steve knows what's going on.

Ender PTSD!

The cubeman hurriedly took out his fishing rod and fished the shivering Ender in front of him.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, the Shadowless Dragon is cold, they are not the Shadowless Dragon. "

Steve raised his head, looked at the overwhelmed lady in charge with an unkind face, and said coldly:

"You'd better give me an explanation, Christina. "

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Christina: "Listen, Steve, it's time for humanity to enter the age of stars!".

Steve: "So why are you scaring Ender?".

Christina: "This is another major discovery of the century, and it indicates that people may move to other planets. "

Steve: "So why are you scaring Ender?".

Christina: "People's lives will get better and better, and they will no longer be in a resource crisis. "

Steve: "So why are you scaring Ender?".

Christina: "Would you say anything else?".

Steve: "Why are you scaring Ender?".