Casualties in the hundreds of thousands—just from its arrival?
And the impact site was 124 kilometers offshore—
This wasn't an anomaly.
This was a cataclysm.
Three-Body Universe
Earth
"Hah—"
Luo Ji exhaled slowly, his face grim.
160,000 to 190,000 deaths.
Not just numbers.
Lives.
Families shattered.
And all of it—
Just the Deer showing up.
Worse yet:
It was already here.
How could humanity possibly fight this?
[Dec 25: SCP-2845 first observed via civilian footage. Initial contact teams deployed. Foundation assets within the U.S. military coordinate recovery. UN Task Force "Blue Alpha" assists.]
[MTF Mu-9 ("Cleaners"), Alpha-3 ("Bibliographers"), and Arcane Military Squads 3, 5, 9, and 12 deployed. Heavy casualties. Local Foundation sites enter lockdown.]
The audience tensed.
This proved the Foundation and other organizations had acted.
Elite forces. Joint operations.
They'd fought the Deer.
But—
What was the result?
[Dec 26-29: Sustained artillery bombardment of SCP-2845. External consultants contacted. SCP-2845's movement confirmed toward Site-115.]
[Dec 30: [DATA EXPUNGED]. SCP-2845 advances unimpeded for 16 hours.]
[Dec 31: O5 Council unanimously declares a VK-"Broken Masquerade" scenario. Public "WOODWORK" protocol initiated. Bombardment resumes.]
The audience: "..."
Conclusion: Human weapons were useless.
Not even a speed bump.
The files ended there—
But the deeper they understood the Deer, the deeper despair sank.
Immune to physics. Unaffected by reality. Matter transmutation at will.
How do you fight that?
Then, the scene shifted.
Back to a Foundation site.
Two teams stood divided:
Team 1: Zhang Chulan, Deadpool, Dante—grounded, gritty.
Team 2: The newly recruited agent—Ruthless Empress (狠人大帝).
Her aura alone defied the world.
Untouchable.
Ethereal.
As if she might ascend beyond mortality at any moment.
Her obsidian hair cascaded like a waterfall, dotted with starlight.
A white robe draped her immortal frame—a beauty to eclipse epochs.
Yet her face was hidden behind a bronze mask: half-smiling, half-weeping.
Above her hovered the Dao Treasure Vase, its presence suppressing all laws. She was the law.
Site-0
Chu Yun observed her silently.
Her history flashed before him—battles that shattered galaxies.
A Red Dust Immortal.
Power level: Galaxy-buster.
"Will it be enough?"
Against the Deer's baseline form? Perhaps.
But if it ascended—
An XK-Class Apocalypse.
The Deer could erase the Tree of Knowledge with a thought.
Even the Scarlet King at its peak would struggle against it.
"Hm?"
The Empress's gaze sharpened.
She felt eyes on her—
Yet couldn't trace them.
"To evade my perception…"
"Could it be… the one who issued the multiversal summons?"
Then—
The mission appeared.
Not via white-coated staff.
Projected directly onto a luminous screen:
[MISSION 1: RITUAL PARTICIPATION]
[Description: Join one of the 6 rituals for SCP-2845's containment.]
[Options: Procedure 410-Cassini, 420-Perinaldo, 430-Epimetheus, 440-Cassiel, 450-Cairo.]
[Reward: 100-1000 contribution points based on role.]
The agents exploded.
"WTF?! They actually want us to contain a god?!" Zhang Chulan yelled. "I'm just a kid, damn it!"
Dante smirked. "Coward. Stay here and rot as a C-class."
Jinx pointed at MISSION 2: FIRE SUPPORT. "I call this one!"
Deadpool, recalling his immortality's perks from SCP-682's mission, signed up for 450-Cairo—
The castration ritual.
The audience winced in phantom pain.
Aquaman blinked. "Why that one?"
"Can't pick Mission 6—it's baby sacrifice," Deadpool shrugged. "Besides, my balls grow back."
A collective shudder.
As the others debated missions, Zhang Chulan paled.
"You're all insane…"
Meanwhile—
The Empress received her task:
[MISSION: CONTAIN THE DEER]
[Description: Ensure SCP-2845 enters the ritual site. Safeguard the ceremony.]