After securing the Little Red Book, Luo Shu checked the time—nearly an hour had passed. No chance to visit another Unit.
On the way back, he paused at the ghost-loop corridor, using the last 2-3 minutes to study it.
With small, careful steps, he relied on his Anomaly Spotter Milestone to pinpoint the anomaly's location.
After repeated tests, he confirmed: The effect originated at the corridor's end, where it visually connected to Room 302.
But there was a problem—he couldn't reach it.
At exactly 1 meter away, the ghost loop forced him to turn back.
Even with Mental Block active, nothing changed.
No time for this. He'd study it later.
For now, he teleported behind the guard again and exited Site-CN-02.
Back in his 5th-floor room, adrenaline kept him awake.
Three new Compendium pages in one night!
While The Scripture of Peace and the Little Red Book were useless, the Open Sesame Remote was a game-changer.
Staring at Page 49, then at his room's LCD TV, an idea struck.
Each round trip to 302 took ~10 minutes—a sixth of his exploration time wasted.
If he could cut that down, he'd gain an extra Unit visit per night.
He grabbed his TV remote and activated Open Sesame.
The screen displayed a 3D sphere, centered on his room, with a 100m diameter range.
A blinking cursor marked the passage endpoint.
Using the arrow keys, he dragged it to the lowest point—directly below, 100m down.
As close to Site-CN-02 as possible.
He hit Confirm.
The screen changed—showing a restroom stall, where an elderly female researcher sat on a toilet.
Of all places—
Before he could react, she turned her head.
Their eyes met.
Can't even take a peaceful midnight shit…
The woman froze.
Thinking fast, Luo Shu activated Persuasion.
"Sorry! Security trainee here! Boss told me to set up a backup passage—messed up the coordinates!"
The excuse was flimsy, but Persuasion warped logic. She bought it.
"Turn around! Let me put my pants on first!"
Luo Shu faced away. "This is a classified security matter. Don't tell anyone!"
As fabric rustled, she didn't reply.
He pressed on. "If this leaks, I'll be demoted to D-class—dead in days. Got an 80-year-old mom and a newborn to feed!"
"Fine. If you're that worried, just wipe me."
She tossed him a Class-A Amnestic spray through the screen.
Who carries these around?!
But Luo Shu wasn't complaining.
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[Item #: N/A]
[Designation: Class-A Amnestic Spray]
[Object Class: Thaumiel]
[Description: Y-909 compound, derived from SCP-3000 (Anantashesha)'s secretions. Erases 5-6 hours of memory.]
[Status: Successfully Contained]
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Before being sprayed, the woman pointed at the stall wall. "If you want this hidden, clean up after yourself."
After wiping her memory, Luo Shu exhaled—that was reckless.
He'd blindly opened a passage without knowing Site-CN-02's layout.
A toilet stall was lucky. What if he'd picked:
A solid wall?
A busy hallway?
A Keter containment unit?!
Thankfully, restrooms had no cameras for privacy.
He stepped through the TV into the mystery-floor bathroom.
The passage was glaringly obvious—anyone opening this stall would see straight into his room.
Destroying it meant smashing his TV—which would get him kicked out instantly.
He needed a cover.
Spotting decorative oil paintings outside, he hatched a plan.
First, he hung a "Under Maintenance" sign to block access.
The next morning, he bought a batch of paintings, disassembled them into his backpack, and rebuilt them in the stall to hide the passage.
To avoid suspicion, he matched all stalls' decor.
Now, his private entrance was camouflaged.