126. Chaos Theory Upgraded! SCP-2747 Fusion with King, Fund Society Completely Collapses! (Ch 126)

The laboratory walls surrounding SCP-6747-C, those solid barriers made of Keter-grade alloy, disappeared silently as if being erased by an invisible eraser the moment they came into contact with this mass of flowing matter!

The sophisticated and expensive instruments turned into nothingness in the distorted light and shadow!

Even the laboratory’s several-meter-thick composite explosion-proof door was being “erased” and “swallowed” at a speed visible to the naked eye!

It’s as if their existence and the “story chapter” they belong to are being denied and deleted from the most fundamental narrative level by this new monster!

The narrator’s voice was filled with horror:

“SCP-6747-C! It has inherited some of Director King’s wisdom and understanding of the Foundation’s inner workings, but is driven by the endless destructive instinct of the Seven-Horned Devouring Spirit!”

“Its destructive power far exceeds the simple manifestation of the SCP-2747 concept!”

“It began to frantically erode and devour all the surrounding reality structures and narrative levels!”

“The entire Foundation site sounded the highest level alarm within minutes!”

“The reality anchor collapsed like rotten wood in front of it! The emergency plan specifically for narrative hazards has also been declared a complete failure!”

“The Foundation… this huge organization that believes in rationality, order, and containment as its highest tenets, at that moment, for the first time, experienced what true despair and panic are!”

The picture on the sky screen switched to the emergency meeting room of the foundation’s highest command.

The members of the O5 Council, those mysterious figures hiding behind the scenes and controlling countless anomalies, at this moment their projections also showed a rare trace of panic.

“Conventional weapons are completely ineffective against SCP-6747-C!”

“Concept Clearing Device Overloaded by 10,000 Percent!”

“The site has lost 70% of its value! Several surrounding reality stability layers have experienced large-scale collapse!”

“It’s spreading towards our main narrative layer! It’s getting faster and faster! “One Ninety-Seven””

Messages of despair came pouring in like snowflakes.

The narrator’s voice carries a sense of fear after surviving a disaster:

“Finally, when all other strategies have been exhausted, the foundation universe on which the entire Foundation depends, as well as dozens of surrounding small narrative layers, are on the verge of complete annihilation…”

“The top executives of the Foundation, or rather, the head of the comedy department who seems to be out of tune on weekdays but always comes up with clever ideas at critical moments, proposed a suggestion…which is extremely absurd, but may be the only way to survive!”

In the picture, a document marked “Final Emergency Plan Omega” was urgently passed.

“They activated emergency narrative shift protocols that have never been used in actual combat!”

“Goal – To forcibly transform the core universe affected by the SCP-6747-C explosion, as well as all affected subsidiary narrative layers, into a… a comedy parody narrative universe called 1olfoundation!”

The narration’s voice also carried a hint of both laughter and tears.

“Yes, everyone, you heard it right!”

“1olfoundation is a worldview full of self-mockery, spoofs, nonsense jokes and forced lowering of intelligence!”

“In this narrative mode, all serious threats will be resolved in an incredible way, all terrifying anomalies will become ridiculous, and all mysterious conspiracies will fail due to various stupid accidents!”

“The Foundation, with a near-mutually annihilating attack, has forcibly changed the narrative tone of the entire battlefield!”

In the picture, the originally terrifying and hideous SCP-6747-C that was constantly devouring everything, the moment it came into contact with this “comedy narrative flow”, its devouring behavior… showed obvious “stuttering” for the first time!

Its body, composed of malicious narratives, began to make all kinds of funny movements uncontrollably, and made meaningless noises such as “wryyyyyy” or “konodioda”!

The destructive force seems to have lost its purpose and meaning in the face of absurd comedy logic!

“Through this extreme and outrageous measure, the Foundation has temporarily… only temporarily, prevented the further spread of SCP-6747-C!”

However, just when the Observer of All Worlds breathed a sigh of relief, the voice of the narrator suddenly became extremely heavy and desperate!

“But! Everyone! Do you really think that the power of the Seven-horned Devouring Soul can be easily resolved like this?”

“No! Not even close!”

“SCP-2747, its ruthless trampling of narrative boundaries, its anti-narrative horrific nature, far exceeds the imagination of all creatures and all story characters!”

“Even though it was temporarily wrapped in the seemingly indestructible (but actually full of holes) comedy shell of 1olfoundation, the anti-narrative nature of SCP-2747 still penetrated like the most stubborn virus!”

“It broke through the constraints of the comedy narrative and began to spread upwards… yes, upwards, like an invisible and intangible, yet omnipresent narrative plague!”

The perspective of the sky suddenly rose, penetrating countless layers of the universe, penetrating the reality where the Foundation was located, and pointing to… a higher, more empty, yet more real level!

“It spreads to…the realm where authors conceive ideas!”

“It spreads to…the interface where readers read the stories!”

“It even, to some extent, contaminated what you are seeing now…part of the information source of this canopy itself!”

The narrator’s voice was filled with unspeakable fatigue and helplessness, as if he was narrating a painful memory that was too painful to recall.

“This sky system you see, these bizarre worlds you live in… in some untraceable past, they have all suffered immeasurable, yet silent, indirect damage and deep information pollution due to the out-of-control incident of SCP-6747-C!”

“The original settings of countless stories have been disrupted, the fate of countless characters has been tampered with, and the background history of countless worlds has been quietly reshaped!”

“Even… for some of you who are watching the sky, the past and present of your world may become completely unrecognizable because of this. However, you who are in the story will never be able to perceive this fundamental modification!”

“Because, when the story itself is changed, everything in the story will naturally become more reasonable!”

The narrator’s voice was filled with deep fear and endless awe of that power:

“The Foundation… they have always tried to understand chaos, to analyze anomalies, to control those things that are far beyond the comprehension of mortals.”

“But more often than not, they are just madly testing the edge of the abyss, and in the end…the abyss devours them in even crazier ways.”

“Seven-horned soul devourer, SCP-2747… It tramples and breaks the boundary between reality and fiction at will, and it has the power to decide life and death over the story itself…”

“This has far exceeded the limits of all the existing containment methods of the Foundation! It may even be beyond the limits of what any character in the story can understand and resist!”

“Because, how can you possibly fight against a being that… can change your script at any time?”

On the sky, the chaotic and crazy 1olfoundation scene gradually faded, replaced by a line of cold concluding remarks:

[At this point, the review of important events related to the high-risk narrative meme SCP-2747 “Seven-horned Devouring Soul” has come to an end. ]

Naruto world.

Konoha Village, inside the Hokage’s office.

Nara Shikamaru pressed his forehead tightly with one hand and tapped the table unconsciously with the other hand. His face had his signature “so much trouble” expression, but at this moment, it was more of a horror and despair as if he had seen a ghost.

“Hey, hey, hey…are you kidding me?”

He muttered unconsciously, his voice dry.

“Turning the entire universe… into a comedy to stop the monster invasion?”

“This kind of operation… This kind of operation is not something that is taught in ninja school!”

“Moreover, that Seven-horned Devouring Soul was able to break through to the level of… the author and the reader to cause trouble?”

Shikamaru felt like his brain’s CPU was about to burn out.

“This… This is definitely not a problem that can be solved with intelligence and strategy!”

He groaned in pain.

“Faced with an enemy who won’t listen to reason, who will flip the table over, or even wipe out the table itself…”

“Any scheme, any trap, any strategy seems pale and powerless, as ridiculous as a child playing house!”

“Ahhhh, why do I have to think about all this! This is so troublesome! Just let that idiot Naruto worry about this!”

He rubbed his temples hard, feeling that his shadow imitation technique would be useless in front of such an enemy.

One Piece World.

On the deck of the Thousand Sunshine.

Franky maintained his classic SUPER~ pose, with his arms raised high, and his hair on his back stood on end because of excitement, but this time, the twinkling in his starry eyes was no longer excitement, but a complex light mixed with “WTF” and “Too outrageous”. (To read the exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

“Ohhhhhhh——!”

His signature roar was still loud, but there was a hint of tremor in the ending.

“Turning…turning the universe into a comedy to defeat the enemy?! This…this is such SUPER~ nonsense!”

“It’s simply… an extremely invincible mess that even I, Franky, can’t imagine!”

Straw Hat Luffy was picking his nose and looking at Franky with a puzzled look on his face: “Comedy? What is that? Is it a party like Captain Buggy’s where you can separate your body and make people laugh? It sounds very interesting!”

Usopp was so scared that he hugged Chopper, and the two of them huddled in the corner of the ship, shivering, their faces paler than paper.

“Even…even the author of the story and the reader of the story can be affected by that monster?!”

Usopp’s voice was as sharp as a duck with its neck strangled…

“Then we… the characters in our story, aren’t we… aren’t we likely to be snapped by that seven-horned soul-devouring spirit at any time, and our people, ships and the entire world will be destroyed?!”

“No! I don’t want to die yet! I still have 8,000 subordinates waiting for me to return!”

Franky put away his exaggerated posture, and his expression became rarely serious and solemn. He touched the rivets on his steel chin.

“However, that seven-horned soul-devouring creature is a little too scary!”

“Even the attack that turned the entire universe into a funny cartoon can only temporarily trap part of its power?”

“And then it can break through to a higher level and influence those beings who created us and watch us?”

Franky slapped his thigh suddenly, making a loud noise.

“Hey! This is a foul! This is definitely cheating! How can there be such an enemy!”

“This is ten thousand times more unreasonable than Kaido-sensei’s Dragon Breath or Big Mom’s Soul-Soul Fruit!”

Dragon Ball World.

Destroy the divine world, under the huge divine tree suspended in the center of the universe.

Vegeta crossed his arms in front of his chest, raised his chin slightly, a sneer of extreme disdain appeared at the corner of his mouth, and a signature “Hmph!” came out of his nostrils.

He commented on the farce on the dome in his unique voice, which was a little hoarse and arrogant.

“Humph! A bunch of self-righteous fools!”

His cold voice was filled with contempt for the “mad scientists” of the Foundation.

“Do you think you can control a monster that can devour the story itself with some clever tricks and some so-called narrative weapons?”

“It’s just a foolish dream! It’s so stupid!”

“In the end, he played with fire and got himself burned. He got himself into a state of panic and almost had his home taken away by someone!”

Sun Wukong was touching the back of his head, with his signature smile on his face, which looked both naive and a little confused.

“Author? Reader? What is that, Vegeta? Is he a stronger enemy than Frieza? He sounds very powerful. Can I eat him?”

The expressions on the faces of the God of Destruction Beerus and the Angel Whis were no longer filled with a hint of amusement like when they were watching the Crimson King before, but instead had an obvious solemnity.

Beerus gently scratched his ears with his claws, and a vigilant light flashed in his golden vertical pupils.

“This so-called Seven-Horned Soul Devourer… is indeed extraordinary, even more troublesome than I imagined.”

“Even if we forcibly change the story type of the entire universe, we can’t completely eradicate its influence… Tsk, what a tricky guy.”

Weiss lightly tapped the air with the angel scepter in his hand, with a thoughtful smile on his face, but his tone was very serious.

“It seems that the organization called the Foundation has created a huge mess this time that is enough to shake the foundations of many narrative layers.”

“Once narrative pollution gets out of control and spreads upward, the consequences of its chain reaction are probably incalculable.” 0.9

Vegeta snorted again, trying to use his voice to suppress the uneasiness in his heart.

“What author and reader! What narrative level! In front of the absolute power of my Saiyan Prince Vegeta, these are nothing but insignificant, pretentious tricks!”

“As long as you have enough power, you can crush all conspiracies and break all so-called rules and scripts!”

Boom——!!!

There was a loud bang, which did not come from the collision of physical objects in any world, but from the sky itself!

The entire sky screen looked like a piece of glass hit by a huge force.

It was instantly covered with spider-web-like cracks, and then with a “crash”, it shattered into countless colorful fragments!

“What’s going on?!”

“The skylight… the skylight is also malfunctioning?!”

“Could it be the aftermath of that seven-horned soul-devouring spirit?!”

Before the powerful beings in the heavens and myriad worlds could react to this sudden change,

A strong, indissoluble smell, as if mixed with cheap whiskey, cheap cigarettes and a damp rainy night.

It seemed to have broken through the dimensional barriers and rushed straight into the nostrils of all viewers!

Then, a lazy, hoarse, bluesy saxophone piece begins.

It suddenly rang out in the mind of every living being, the tune was decadent yet carried a hint of cynical black humor.

The shattered pieces of the sky were quickly reassembled, but the scene that emerged shocked everyone!

The original clear picture, with a sacred and objective meaning,

At this moment, it is covered with a thick black and white filter!

The contrast between light and shadow is strong, full of the texture of old black-and-white movies in the middle of the last century.

Occasionally, a few colorful spots flashed by, as ambiguous and dangerous as the neon lights in the city.

It was as if the whole world was forcibly pulled into a sin-ridden city at midnight with a drizzling rain.
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