Is it really normal to contain these anomalies?

This is a giant lizard that cannot be killed by any means at present, can barely communicate, and for some unknown reason continues to evolve through death.

It has always been one of the most difficult K-class objects to deal with in the Foundation, not only because of its incredible ability to evolve upon contact, but also because it has an unknown malice towards the human species.

There have always been rumors among Foundation researchers that SCP-682 hates humans because the deepest part of the human consciousness (?) or spirit has been polluted, and this evil aura is unbearable for it...

Therefore, some supervisors believe that as long as children are kind enough, even unconscious children should be able to coexist peacefully with SCP-682.

They added these items to the motion to execute 682... I don't know how they bypassed the ** Ethics Committee, but someone finally gave them the approval.

And the result of the experiment?

All these children died... without exception.

"So then you replaced the D-class test subject for that director's next mission with himself."

No one around them spoke anymore, and in this situation, only Number 10 was willing to speak. She sighed softly, "Perhaps your tolerance for sacrifice is too low, 11."

"If you can prove that your so-called sacrifice is what our foundation needs, then of course I can accept it."

Clef glanced at Number 10, but continued to stare at Number 4.

Yes.

As he spoke, he had already swung his sword, and the opponent's head finally fell down.

The O5s are the least qualified to talk about morality and risk-taking, because they are the most conservative and also the most radical faction in the Foundation...

382

Chapter 382: Dr. Clef's Decision.

"Edithta cannot stop, even if we need to deal with more derived anomalies."

Clef made his proposal again, and this time the other O5s who had lost their "heads" did not refute it.

"And now, everyone, I just happen to have another motion,"

Clef took the opportunity to downplay the situation, saying, "I heard that our dear 'colleague' from the city, Miss Faust, encountered a little difficulty during the thaumaturgy lecture due to security clearance issues..."

"11! Don't go too far! You even gave him the MTF's ** behind our backs!"

For the first time, No. 4 roared with a gloomy face.

This situation seemed familiar, but unlike O5-12, everyone present knew that the answer to what had caused the 'ambassador' who had always debated with great dignity and reason at the United Nations General Assembly to become like this was obvious—

Clef had really pushed him to the limit.

Yes.

Even if one doesn't believe they can learn anything from just a few lectures, the fact that thaumaturgy, this kind of industrialized magic, can be easily stolen by urbanites is already a significant loss for the Foundation.

Even worse, if the situation in the city develops to the worst possible point and negotiations with the World Wings in the urban world are necessary, this behavior will be tantamount to the Foundation losing a lot of bargaining chips at the negotiating table...

These are what a qualified diplomat should think about.

Number 4 thinks far ahead.

But Clef ignored it, didn't even pause.

"By the way, No. 10, what's the name of the girl who was brought out of the city but wasn't sent back to the city because of Edita Technology?"

"Lali, besides, she is no longer an ordinary girl, she is SCP-049-2,"

Number 10 recalled the contents of the document he had been in charge of, and his pale silver eyes slowly followed Clef's movements.

"Well, then I think the decision is just right?"

Now, Clef suddenly thought of an interesting proposal. He crossed his fingers on the table and chuckled.

"Why don't we release her? After all, maybe we can help the stationmaster form another interesting MTF team."

What does it mean? !

"Ridiculous! What's the difference between your behavior and putting 049, 035, and 079 into the same team?!"

Number 2 stared at Clef intently. A diplomat's hatred was never easy to eradicate.

Only this time, Clef finally chose to pay attention.

"It seems like you all have a bad memory. This isn't the first time you've incorporated anomalies into MTF teams. Think about the last hope? Aren't Iris and the others the result of your actions?"

"At least you guys are controllable, not that group...!"

"Abnormal? The one in the city is human, No. 2."

"Well, 11, we still need to discuss this with the ** Ethics Committee,"

No. 3, who had been silent, raised his hand for the first time to interrupt the conversation.

"It doesn't matter, but the idea I'm sure of won't be wrong."

Clef didn't care about Number 3's sabotage. Before O5-2 could react, he raised his hand. "Everyone! Vote on my motion now! I don't want to waste any more time arguing with politicians!"

"What qualifications do you have?! You weren't even invited to this meeting!"

It was just that Number 4 caught Clef's last verbal loophole.

He breathed a sigh of relief. The proposal of course required the same level of legitimacy from the participating members.

"Isn't voting a tradition of our foundation? Ah... I thought you were welcoming me by not kicking me out."

"Shut up, Eleven!"

No. 4 clenched his fists, and an abnormal power surged in his body.

He can appear anywhere on Earth in a very short time, which is one of the reasons why he can become one of the best diplomats in the Foundation - there is no diplomatic occasion in the world that he cannot rush to.

That's why he always thought he could easily throw Clef, the bastard, into the sewers of the New York City slums.

only……

He knew that if he really did these things in this kind of situation, it would be too rude...

"Number 1, what do you say?"

Of those present, only Number 10 looked towards O5-1 in the darkness.

This is probably the only good way to reduce the smell of gunpowder in the air.

Can……

A few seconds passed.

The person in the darkness still didn't speak.

Just as everyone was wondering how long this silence would last, a small machine rose up from the center of the conference table.

[Proposal: Should we acknowledge the legitimacy of the urban site? And release 'Lali'?]

"?!"

Number 4 stood up suddenly.

He looked around in disbelief, his eyes sweeping over No. 2, No. 3, No. 10 who had nothing to do with it... until finally, he stopped at No. 1 who was not far away.

This gentleman...

"what!"

No. 4 took a deep breath, which forced him to calm down.

Maybe he was too out of control.

What was wrong with him? He was always mysterious and calm in front of his subordinates, so why did he become like this when facing No. 11?

"There's nothing to worry about. This doesn't reflect Number 1's attitude..."

No. 4 slowly sat down, and looking at the two buttons in front of him, he slowly fell into deep thought.

He didn't believe that 11 could convince many people here. After all, many O13s, including 5, didn't even come - this was originally a crusade against the city and 11 and his group.

"Isn't this great? Isn't voting the fairest thing?"

At the same time, No. 2, the kind old lady laughed, and at the same time, she pressed the button on her desk.

"I hope this will resolve the disputes among you."

Number 10 sighed as before, but the action was the same...

The results will be out soon.

Number 4 knew this, and looking at Clef angrily, his finger pressed the same button as he had countless times before.

……

【Voting Results】

【Absent: No. 13, No. 7, No. 6】

[Agree: Number 10, Number 11…]

[Opposition: Number One, Number Two, Number Four, Number Eight, Number Twelve]

【Abstention: Number 3, Number 5】

As the red light on the vote counter slowly lit up, No. 4's mouth corners slowly curled up.

The only thing he hadn't expected was Number Ten. That woman would actually side with Clef, but...it all worked out well in the end.

"Very good, 11, are you satisfied with the result?"

Number 4 pronounced the verdict calmly, like the god of death.

"..."

Clef stared at the screen in front of him, red in his eyes, but he said nothing.

"It seems there are no objections. Then I only have one matter to discuss."

Number 4 said, "Regrettably... I am now moving to impeach Numbers 11 and 13."

383

Chapter 383 Voting results.

"They have placed the Foundation and the safety of Earth in a very dangerous position. Therefore, I believe they are no longer responsible for humanity and the mission we have entrusted to them."

"Number 4, you might be going a bit too far."

No. 5 was the first to express his opposition.

He was the O5 who had taken time out from countless other matters to attend this meeting. He was also someone who didn't like to express his opinions, but now, the development of things seemed to force him to express his opinion.

"I don't want that either."

Number 4 glanced at Clef again in his eyes.

Yes, if Clef hadn't come here, Four might have proposed this motion in a more gentle way, but he came, and his attitude remained unrepentant...

"Number 4, I hope you understand what you are doing now..."

Number 5 frowned. "I've changed my mind. I agree with Number 11's proposal, three to five."

"That's also not enough,"

Number 4 glanced at him but said nothing.

The proposal also failed to pass. At least the red light still overwhelmed the green light...

He looked up and suddenly noticed that the red light had dimmed a little.

"I also think we should give 11 some support. Impeachment is still too arbitrary."

It was number 2, and the old man also smiled and changed his answer to "agree"!

Four to four?

No. 4 looked at everything happening in front of him coldly.

This kind of thing seems to have happened before in the Foundation's history. Passing a motion isn't easy. After all, every O5 holds a position of power at the top of the most terrifying organization in world history. With such a blatant impeachment like his, others certainly need to consider the inner thoughts of the impeached person...

But this is still not enough, if nothing else happens.

No. 4 took a deep breath, and the next second, she heard No. 10 calmly say the numbers on the statistics sheet.