Clown Game
It was one thing to have my hands and feet securely tied, but why was my mouth also sealed? I should at least have been able to make a noise! Why was I confined in a mental asylum? Why did it seem like everyone was afraid of me? Why... do I feel like laughing?---------------- This is a story where Holmes and the Joker wreak havoc on the SCP Foundation. I hope everyone will enjoy it!
Chapter 196 Fairy Tale One
Chen Xiao was broke.
In fact, the entire Xixiao Bird was broke.
According to Song Xuan's theory, the task funds that had not been exchanged were meaningless numbers. Saving money was something only fools would do, and countless foolish predecessors had confirmed this statement to be nearly the truth.
The field staff only needed to consider two things:
One was to survive.
Two was to complete the mission.
Although the principle was correct, a principle is just a principle after all. "Knowing" and "doing" were two different things. Everyone knew they needed to study hard, but still hid under the covers at midnight reading novels. Everyone knew eating sweets could cause cavities, but that hadn't stopped anyone from indulging in chocolate—oh, except dogs, the single ones... Therefore, Chen Xiao still found Song Xuan displeasing.
This feeling was subtle, but it couldn't be described too much, or it might inevitably get dragged into the realm of baseless assumptions by some people.