"343 was given the common nickname 'God' by our site staff. Dr. Kondraki fiddled with a camera and said casually:
"When I first spoke to Him, He flatly claimed to be the Creator of the universe."
Dr. Kondraki's voice was low and rough, making people feel relaxed unconsciously.
"The Creator of the universe?"
Hearing this, even James, who usually kept his emotions in check, was speechless. Not to mention the audience in the live broadcast room. Isn't the creator of the universe a bit of an exaggeration?
"Surprised, huh?" Dr. Kondraki shrugged and grinned.
"When I asked Him to prove this, He smiled, walked out through the containment cell wall, and returned seconds later with a burger in His hand."
James frowned. Walked out through the containment wall? When faced with an unknown containment object, the level of special containment procedures is usually quite strict. Anti-thaumaturgy, reality anchors, anti-memes… and so on. As long as there's a potential hazard, there's a corresponding containment ability. But 343 just walked out like that?
Dr. Kondraki seemed pleased with James's surprise and continued:
"When I visited him the second time, the previously bare single room had been upgraded with furnishings in an old English style, a roaring fireplace, and the room was many times larger than it looked from the outside."
Hearing this, James frowned even deeper. Not only did He freely come and go, but He also transformed the containment room? The most important thing is that this guy seems to be able to create things out of thin air... This alone made Him worthy of the title of 'God.'
Seeing James's reaction, Dr. Kondraki laughed:
"Relax, He loves talking to people and seems to know everything. SCP-343 has been harmless so far, and all staff have been allowed in. But somehow, they all find the time to see Him whenever they need to."
Hearing this, James was no longer as surprised as before. God! Omniscient, omnipotent. It was even more normal to give promises to believers.
"In fact, visits to SCP-343 have become a daily event for many of the staff here, and all staff report feeling happier after each visit."
Dr. Kondraki gave a weird smile:
"From the look of you, it's likely that you've heard some contrary news."
James did not answer but asked, "So, what is my mission?"
"It's very simple." Dr. Kondraki stood up with the camera in his hand, patted James on the shoulder, and said with a smile, devoid of airs of a site director, "Just have a simple chat with God and see if He needs anything."
Seeing this, the audience who had been arguing before suddenly fell silent. The atmosphere in the live broadcast room grew weird. Peace God… chat? What kind of mission is this?
Even James felt it was a little unreal. Unfortunately, after Dr. Kondraki finished speaking, he urged James to carry out his mission and refused to elaborate any further.
Soon, James arrived at the door of a holding room according to the address on the file. Compared to the 24-hour surveillance at the doors of other containment rooms, there was no one in front of SCP-343's containment room. After all, He was a god. When James arrived at the door, his breathing changed slightly. But before he could open it, he heard a kind male voice coming from inside:
"A guest is here, please come in."
:"...
Live broadcast room: "..."
James looked at the file in his hand, then looked up at the number on the containment room, thinking that he had gone to the wrong place. After a moment's hesitation, he opened the door.
Then, he saw an old English-style room just like what Dr. Kondraki had described. An elderly man sat in a wooden chair next to a roaring fireplace. His eyes matched the room.
"Hello, James," He said.
When the audience in the live broadcast room saw the old man, the entire Marvel world exploded instantly!
"Oh my God! It's really God!"
"Mom, come out and see God!"
"How is it possible! There really is a god living in the Foundation?"
"It's crazy, everything is crazy!"
"..."
S.H.I.E.L.D.
"Lord Jehovah, we are in heaven, our loving Father..."
"Allah, forgive us..."
"The Tathagata saves suffering..."
Hearing the rhythmic prayers from SHIELD, Nick Fury's face was so gloomy that it looked like water could drip from it. He was not against agents having faith, but...
"Damn it! Are your heavenly fathers the same god?"
Nick Fury's words instantly caused a group of devout believers to glare at him angrily.
"Even if you are the boss, you cannot insult my Heavenly Father."
"Allah is the highest and only reality in the universe, the only true Lord who deserves worship!"
Nick Fury interrupted everyone loudly: "But there is obviously only one God on the screen!"
At this point, others also realized something was wrong. They asked in amazement:
"Isn't that the Father you see?"
"Uh... it's obviously Sakyamuni Buddha!"
Ignoring the arguing agents, Nick Fury stared at the screen with a frown. In his eyes, the old man was not the Heavenly Father or Sakyamuni Buddha, but a peaceful old man. Everything he said and did gave people an indescribable sense of holiness. It made people subconsciously want to worship him.
"Could it be that... His appearance is different for every observer?"
Nick Fury vaguely guessed some information. Obviously, whoever this 343 appeared to, it would take the most familiar and comforting form to that individual!
Thinking of this, Nick Fury was shocked!
343... it's really a god.
In the picture, James was stunned for a moment, then recovered. He bowed slightly, "Hello, sorry to bother you."
Immediately, he walked into the house. 343 invited James to sit on the chair, and before James could ask anything, tea appeared in front of him.
James's eyes widened in shock. Because this tea had appeared out of thin air.
What shocked him even more was... He had just happened to think of green tea. He looked at 343, his expression slightly unnatural.
"Relax, kid, it's just a casual encounter, right?" 343 said with a smile.
His smile seemed to have a kind of magic. The originally agitated James gradually calmed down.
"Do you know me?" James asked as the first question.
"Yes," SCP-343 said, smiling. "I see you coming. Welcome to Site-17."
As His voice fell, James's eyes suddenly widened!
The audience in the live broadcast room was also stunned in place!
They were shocked to find that the environment in the containment room had changed again!
If it was a British-style living room just now, then now... James and 343 seemed to be in an endless pure white space. White without any impurities... White, it makes people feel pure holiness!
At this time, everyone began to worry about James. After all, the person opposite him was a god!
James looked around, then squinted at 343: "Where is this? I'm a researcher at Site-17. Please send me back!"
As James spoke, he searched for the alarm in his arms. However…
Nothing was found.
"That's not the case." 343 paused: "I can't see your past, nor can I see your future."
James narrowed his eyes and said sarcastically: "It seems that you are not the so-called omniscient and omnipotent. Who are you? Why do you do this?"
The audience in the live broadcast room was so nervous when they saw this! Everyone looked at James on the screen in disbelief, speechless with shock.
This guy... Are you challenging a god?
Nick Fury's forehead was bulging with veins, his fists tightly clenched, cursing inwardly: "Is this guy crazy?"
Fortunately, 343 wasn't offended by James's words as everyone had imagined.
"I am SCP-343 now. I brought you here to warn you that this world is irreversibly heading towards destruction." 343's expression was serious.
So much so that the entire space seemed to become unstable.
James's eyes remained calm: "As long as the Foundation exists, the world will not perish."
James felt that this was a bit against his will. Human civilization may perish, but the Foundation will not!
343 smiled slightly, and the audience in the live broadcast room immediately broke free from the majestic atmosphere, feeling like they were bathed in a spring breeze.
"You already have the answer in your heart, don't you?"
James's tone remained calm: "I think I should go back."
"As you wish."
The next moment, James and 343 returned to the familiar British-style containment room. 343 still had that warm smile on his face, as if nothing had happened.
James, on the other hand, looked at him deeply, bowed slightly, and said, "Nice to meet you."
"Me too..."
The scene ended here. However, what should have been a very simple task became complicated due to 343's inexplicable remarks. For example, why did 343 say that He could not see James's past and future clearly? Isn't He supposed to be omniscient and omnipotent? Also, what did He mean when He said that the world was irreversibly heading toward destruction? Did 343 know some secrets about the Foundation world? And why did He choose to reveal these words only to James?
Puzzles piled up one after another, filling everyone's mind. They looked at the screen with even more