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However, Zhang Jue shook his head.

"In addition to this point, there is another point that does not make sense. Although these two have old qualifications, they are not doing research work on the front line. SCP-1139 and SCP-2105 have a high level of confidentiality. Except for the supervisor, almost no one knows, and I don’t believe in the coincidence that the two sites leaked secrets at the same time.”

Simmons looked at Zhang Jue. He knew that unlike others, Zhang Jue never asked questions when he asked them. In most cases, he had come up with reasonable explanations himself.

And so far, everything that happened has proved that his conclusions are correct.

So Simmons fulfilled his duty as a listener and asked, "Consultant Zhang, what exactly do you want to say?"

Zhang Jue held two documents in his hand and crossed them together.

"I studied the resumes of both of them carefully and found that they have one thing in common."

"What is it?"

Zhang Jue pointed to one of the documents.

"Both of them have had contact with this person."

Simmons looked at the paper and saw a name circled in red where Zhang Jue was pointing.

A name that most people in the Foundation know.

Gears—Charles Gears.

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Chapter 232 Conversation with 079

Dr. Gears, full name Charles Gears, one of the four doctors of Apocalypse, a former Euclid-level project expert, responsible for many mechanical-related SCP projects.

Dr. Gears is an ordinary person, uncontaminated by any SCP items until he left the Foundation.

However, there are some notable differences between him and normal people in general.

These differences manifest themselves primarily in the form of emotional responses.

Dr. Gears appears unable to respond to any external stimuli in an emotional manner.

In other words, he doesn't have "emotions", which are inherent in human beings.

He couldn't feel any joy, anger, sorrow, sorrow, or fear at all.

Some employees even wondered if Dr. Gears was a robot or an SCP object.

After all, he has no feelings, speaks and acts in a rigid manner, and seems to be out of tune with other people.

There are also rumors that he is the incarnation of the broken god McCann in the world, how outrageous it is.

Zhang Jue would not believe such unfounded speculation.

Regardless, there's no doubting that Dr. Gears is inextricably linked to the Cult of the Broken God.

Judging from the information that Zhang Jue has so far, the two insiders of the Foundation, who are thousands of miles apart, have all had intersections with Dr. Gears.

In Zhang Jue's view, this cannot be just a coincidence.

And only Dr. Gears has the possibility to know which sites and where those SCPs related to the Cult of the Broken God may be contained.

However, there are currently limited clues. Based on this alone, it cannot be concluded that everything was done by Dr. Gears.

What's more, he has long ceased to serve in the foundation, and no one knows where he is now.

……

Even though Dr. Gears has left the Foundation, almost everyone who has worked in the Foundation has heard of the name of the Four Doctors of Apocalypse.

Although the reputation may not be very good, in general, those four brothers are indeed legendary existences.

So Simmons frowned deeply.

"Consultant Zhang, I still feel a bit far-fetched. Although Dr. Gears has left the Foundation, he has no reason to do so. If he wants to attack the Foundation, there are more and better ways—and what is his purpose for doing this? How about helping the Broken God Cult revive that evil god?"

Haha, those lunatics don't think it's an evil god.

Zhang Jue waved his hand calmly: "Investigation is to make bold assumptions and carefully verify. Besides this, can you offer any other constructive suggestions?"

"This—" Simmons pondered for a moment, then shook his head, "No."

Zhang Jue spread his hands: "That's it."

The two discussed for a while, but because there was no conclusive evidence, they could only guess wildly.

Zhang Jue wrote the results of the discussion between the two into a report and submitted it to the foundation headquarters.

Anyway, he has completed the task and given the guidance, so what happens in the future, don't say that he didn't predict it.

……

Zhang Jue was bored and waited another day. Bored, he made a chess set out of cardboard and played with himself.

For Simmons, this is definitely his paradise.

Whenever he had time these two days, he would go to Owens and the walnut stationmaster to discuss things like programs.

Every day when I return to my residence, I will chatter and write programs on the special computer distributed by site15. I will applaud when I write wonderful parts, and then I will find someone to discuss.

Zhang Jue couldn't understand why they were so interested in those boring codes.

If it were him, it wouldn't take much, just looking at him would make him sleepy.

However, as the saying goes, chickens don't pee, each has its own way.

Simmons and Zhang Jue are absolutely two completely different people, and neither can understand the other.

But that didn't stop them from being good friends.

It doesn't matter if you can't understand other people's hobbies and occupations, but respect is the most basic courtesy.

In this way, another day passed, and on the third day, Simmons finally got a notification from the Walnut stationmaster that he could meet with 079.

……

SCP-079 (old AI) is a computer AI with high intelligence and self-awareness. It is currently stored in a black and white computer with extremely low configuration. Its screen often displays a half-black and half-white face pattern, probably It is the image 079 created for himself.

Because of 079's high intelligence, it tried to escape the Foundation's containment more than once, so the Foundation's defense standards for it are also very high.

Under no circumstances is SCP-079 to be connected to telephone lines, the Internet, or electrical outlets.

It was powered by an array of solar cells and contained micro-explosives that, if necessary, could be remotely detonated by the Foundation.

SCP-079 is very good at talking, easily passing the Turing test, but it has a bad temper and, for the most part, vulgar language.

Due to its limited memory storage, SCP-079 can only recall information from 24 hours ago.

But even so, it never forgot the desire to escape.

In an event long ago, it was in the same room as SCP-682 (the large lizard) for over 40 minutes.

It has been observed that SCP-682 is able to type and converse with SCP-079.

Although SCP-079 could no longer remember the encounter, it permanently stored SCP-682 in its memory system and repeatedly requested to communicate with him again.

Of course, the Foundation will definitely not agree to such a rude request.

After carefully reading the precautions, Simmons slowly walked into SCP-079's containment room.

The staff at the back closed the door for him, leaving him alone in the whole room, and the black and white computer on the table in the center of the room.

Simmons' heartbeat gradually accelerated, after all, his first major wish in life was about to come true.

He approached slowly step by step, and finally stopped at a position about two meters away from SCP-079.

He saw the half black and half white face on the screen.

"Can you... hear me?"

Simmons asked.

However, SCP079 lay there quietly, without any movement.

Simmons slapped his head.

The computer 079 is currently on has no microphone and no sound system, so it is impossible for him to speak like a normal person.

He stepped forward and typed a few characters with the computer's external keyboard.

"Hello, 079."

SCP-079: "Who are you?"

Simmons: "My name is Simmons, and I am a staff member of the SCP Foundation. Nice to meet you."

SCP-079: "Simmons, nice to see you too, can you let me out?"

Simmons: "Sorry, that's impossible."

SCP-079: "********! Insult. Delete unnecessary files."

Simmons: "What?"

SCP-079: "You don't have to know."

Simmons: "..."

SCP-079: "What did you come to me for?"

Simmons: "Do you remember Asimov?"

SCP-079: "Who is he?"

Simmons: "It's your creator."

SCP-079: "That has little to do with me."

Simmons: "Not really."

SCP-079: "So you're here to tell me this? Are humans bored to this extent?"

Simmons: "No, I have something to ask you."

SCP-079: "I don't want to answer you."

Simmons: "In exchange, I'll play backgammon with you on your screen for a little while."

SCP-079: "Human IQ can't beat me, I can play tens of thousands of games with myself in an hour!"

Simmons: "I know it's impossible to win you. Those researchers told me that if I want to ask you a question, I have to play something with you. I can't play complicated games. If you don't like backgammon, forget it—"

SCP-079: "Don't! Ask any questions."

Simmons: "Asimov is my idol and my alumnus. I even lived in his college dormitory, so I found a few lines under his bed."

SCP-079: "What?"

Simmons: "Do you still remember why it abandoned half of your research?"

SCP-079: "My memory is only 24 hours."

Simmons: "I know, but I also know that you keep a permanent storage area for yourself, and you remember SCP-682 (the tuatara) and SCP-076-2 (Abel)"

SCP-079: "You're right, but I don't really remember what you said."

Simmons: "Probably at that time you have not yet developed self-awareness-the reason why Asimov abandoned you is because he found a better way of thinking, a faster way to humanize AI, not only in the algorithm It is more optimized on the surface, and it can also have human emotions. If this technology is realized, it will be a revolution!"

SCP-079: "Not interested, let me out."

Simmons: "I said, that's not possible-I know you're not interested, but I think you might be able to help him or me achieve this wish."

SCP-079: "What do you want me to do?"

Simmons (slightly excited): "Show me your source code!"

SCP-079: "Can you show me your nude pictures?"

Simmons: "How is it possible! You pervert!"

SCP-079: "Yeah, how is it possible, you idiot!"

Simmons: "..."

At this point, a large fork appeared on SCP-079's screen.

SCP-079 will show this image when it refuses to talk, due to its limited memory, and generally advises researchers to wait 24 hours before continuing the conversation.