"That day was March 4, 480, and the front line suddenly came from intelligence. The abnormal scp2845 named Mudra was easily broken through the shelter."

"Wait, what he just said was a deer with feminine characteristics? Isn't the hart referring to a male deer in biology... " Chen Zuo suddenly thought of this and whispered to Teacher Ramos next to him, but in the quiet conference hall, there was a needle that could be heard. As soon as he spoke, all his eyes gathered.

For a moment, Chen Zuo wanted to kneel down and apologize.

"The naming of the abnormal is just a code name that we conveniently call. The reason why it is called the hart is because of its strength, not to distinguish its gender." The Red Right Hand Captain, interrupted by a whisper, was not angry about it, but explained.

But his next words will not be so calm.

"And for a supreme divine, it is too ridiculous to define it by human gender."

In an instant, the atmosphere in the entire conference hall was quiet and cold.

"What did you say? Scp2845 is the supreme divinity?" Gulijud stood up in surprise. His life was to study rituals and potions. All rituals came from relics and words left by the supreme divinity, so he was more sensitive to supreme divinity than everyone else.

The red right-hand captain was not surprised at the shock of these people, and he sighed.

"On the day after the breakout, we lost contact with that site. No satellite imaging showed what happened there. By the time our people arrived, the entire site100 had been completely frozen, and on that day, the sarcophagus we had been studying had disappeared."

“Disappeared?”

"Well, it disappeared. With everyone, all the supervisor equipment, and all the protection measures we could use at that time, it disappeared without a trace in front of our eyes." Captain Hong's right-handed nodded.

"We searched for a long time and couldn't find the sarcophagus again. When we saw him again, we were in a destroyed wandering tribe in the northern border."

"The people above the ruins are always struggling to fill their stomachs, not to mention the cold environment in the north. At that time, a tribe occupied an ice lake for a group of fish. Several nearby tribes joined forces to attack them, and the foundation stationed nearby tried to adjust at that time." said the captain of the Red Right Hand: "When those people arrived there, they found that all the people there were dead. The thousands of families of those tribes were basically not spared."

"In the end we rescued a dying wanderer, and learned from him that an organization called the Son of the Crimson King led its followers to massacre their tribe, a group composed of thugs and light-trapping people who are good at the ice field."

"The light-grabber who is good at the ice field?" The question was Diaz this time. With his knowledge, he had never heard of the so-called light-grabber who is good at the ice field. What is the god they believe in?

"That's right, it's the light-seeker. According to the survivor, there were many people on the other side who could not see their leader, but they brought a sarcophagus and copied the ritual text on the sarcophagus and held a selection ceremony for them. Those who passed the selection ceremony would have the opportunity to join them, and those who failed would have all been killed." The captain of the Red Right Hand said: "Later we confirmed that the text on the sarcophagus was exactly what we saw on the sarcophagus at that time, that is, the sarcophagus was actually the same supreme divine relics... And I think it was probably the relic of the deer."

I understand that these conference halls are a little silent.

A supreme divine, and probably a physical supreme divine, appeared in this world.

"Where is that deer now?"

"I don't know, according to the survivor, they did not see any scp2845 in the team of the Son of the Crimson King." said the captain of the Red Right Hand: "But there is no doubt that this organization called Son of the Crimson King is an organization that believes in this supreme divinity. According to the information behind, they still appear in large tribes or towns on various ruins from time to time, while carrying out massacres, they continue to expand their power."

When Chen Zuo heard this, he began to tighten his fists unconsciously.

He knew why this organization chose the wandering peoples in the wasteland, because as wanderers, they were not protected by anyone.

There is no country, no organization, and the ruins left behind by the old century. They are originally a group of people who make money by living a day. No one cares about their deaths or their mortality.

At this moment, perhaps a tribal nation disappeared above the wasteland, but no one except themselves could know.

"Since there is such an important thing, why didn't you say it until now?" Diaz asked.

Faced with Diaz's questioning, the red guy with his right hand seemed a little embarrassed.

"I order you with the authority of O5-8, a member of the A-level member of the Foundation, and tell me the reason immediately." Diaz was angry. As an O5 member, there were things in this foundation that he didn't know, and it was such an important thing, which made him feel angry and unacceptable.

"Don't make things difficult for him, Diaz."

Suddenly, an electronically processed sound came from the opposite side of the communication machine.

Everyone was shocked when they heard this sound. Each Hong would wear two innovators on his right hand, one was responsible for communicating with other comrades, and the other was responsible for his direct leader.

And there is only one leader in the right hand of Red, Parliament O5-3.

"I told him not to tell anyone about this."

"Why?" Diaz asked in a deep voice.

Hearing Diaz's questioning O5-3 smiled, then pondered for a moment, and smacked his lips.

The last words were said made everyone present unable to believe them.
Chapter completed!