After experiencing all kinds of failures and deaths, and even after going through many difficulties, Brit finally successfully cleared the game. In the team of five people, only Brit is left. Anyone has to admit that the difficulty of the game is so high that it is almost outrageous.
However difficult it is, its rich and exciting content is also the best among group games. The entire planet, so far, no game can compare with it. This is the stark difference! What is the proof of this? Of course, it is proven by the number of players and the popularity of the game.
It can be said that "Foundation Breach" almost set off a worldwide frenzy. This is something that no other game can do. It can be said to be a milestone in the game world as it has indescribable significance.
In the game.
Brit felt extremely relaxed. Looking at the excitement of the viewers in the chat, he also felt extremely happy. All the previous hardships disappeared at this moment.
With a smile on the corner of his mouth, he looked out of the helicopter, ready to leave the game. But at this moment, the crisp notification sound of the game system actually sounded again. And at the beginning, what was said was something Brit and the viewers couldn't understand.
[Secure. Contain. Protect]
Yes, at the very beginning of the game prompt, such a word was said. After saying these three words, corresponding subtitles also appeared in the air in front of Brit. Exactly as the beep says, [Secure. Contain. Protect]
"Secure. Contain. Protect." Brit looked at the subtitles in front of him, feeling a little confused and surprised, and at the same time had some complicated feelings that he couldn't explain. He is keenly aware that perhaps, next time, he will be able to know the essence of the mysterious organization of the Foundation.
But soon, the game notification sounded again.
[Mankind in its present state has been around for a quarter of a million years, yet only the last 4,000 have been of any significance.]
When Brit heard this, the indescribable feeling in his mind became even stronger. He gradually frowned and became a lot more serious while the game sound was still going on.
[So, what did we do for nearly 250,000 years?]
"What were we all doing?" Brit couldn't help but murmur.
The viewers have also greatly reduced the frequency of commenting at this moment. Almost all the viewers are listening to the voice carefully and are thinking about the question mentioned by the sound. While people were thinking, the prompt sound of the game system continued, and every time a sentence was spoken, the corresponding words would appear in front of Brit in the game.
[We huddled in caves and around small fires, fearful of the things that we didn't understand. It was more than explaining why the sun came up; it was the mystery of enormous birds with heads of men and rocks that came to life.]
Hearing this, Brit suddenly had a faint understanding. "Living stone...does it mean SCP-173? The 'Peanut'?"
It's not just him. Viewers, as well as those who quit the game, at this moment, all remembered that terrible SCP. That statue can move when you don't look at it, and it will come to your back in an instant, and twist your neck. In a sense, isn't this a living stone?
Thinking of this, Brit, the viewers, and others all felt a chill inexplicably, rising from their souls. But the game system doesn't care what others think; its sound is still going on.
[So we called them 'gods' and 'demons' and begged them to spare us and prayed for salvation.]
"Yeah, at the beginning, people didn't know so much; they feared those unknown things and named them 'gods' or 'demons' and prayed or begged for their forgiveness or gifts." In the game, Brit looked at the subtitles in the sky and couldn't help muttering.
This is his understanding of what the word meant. There is no problem with his understanding. In the very beginning, when faced with unknown things, human beings were always afraid and would endow those things with a mysterious title. This is human nature! It's a very simple truth! At the same time, it can also be said to be some microcosm of the development of human history.
[In time, their numbers dwindled, and our numbers rose. The world began to make more sense when there were fewer things to fear. Yet, the unexplained can never truly go away, as if the universe demands the absurd and impossible.]
[Mankind must not go back to hiding in fear. No one else will protect us; we must stand up for ourselves.]
The game prompt sound is here, and the sound seems to have become colder and more determined. Listening to the voice, many unspeakable thoughts flashed through Brit's mind. His expression became more serious.
[While the rest of mankind dwells in the light, we must stand in the darkness to combat it, contain it, and shield it from the eyes of the public so that others may live in a sane, normal world.]
As the game prompts continued to sound, there were more and more subtitles in the space in front of Brit. Looking at those subtitles, Brit's mind gradually became a little heavy. At the same time, Brit also vaguely felt that a faint sense of sadness was growing in the whole and spreading everywhere.
He couldn't help but think of the Nine-Tailed Fox Mobile Task Force he had seen before, as well as those Foundation armed personnel who fought desperately. Complexity and respect grow from the depths of Brit's heart and grow slowly.
And the chat, at this moment, has also been greatly reduced, or even almost disappeared. Because almost all the viewers are immersed in the voice of the game system. Countless thoughts surged in countless brains. Unknowingly, people have developed respect for the virtual organization called the Foundation.
And the notification sound of the game system did not end! It rang again when everyone was complicated:
[We secure. We contain. We protect.]