I’m In Charge of SCP

As an SCP enthusiast, Zhang Jue certainly knows how generous the conditions offered by the foundation are.

This means that he almost has the power second only to the O5 Council, and can consult most of the Foundation's information, which is enough to explain the Foundation's attitude towards him.

He didn't know the reason, but what was certain was that the Foundation wanted something from him, and the need was not small.

This is a bit interesting.

The foundation even has black technology like restarting the world, so what troubles can't be solved.

Zhang Jue couldn't think of it, and he didn't want to think about it.

To be honest, joining the foundation actually suits him well.

If you want to strengthen yourself and return to the original world, starting from the foundation is undoubtedly the best way.

Since joining the foundation is a matter of mutual benefit, he didn't bother to care about it so much.

The next day, Zhang Jue went to visit SCP-053 as scheduled.

Seeing Zhang Jue, the little girl was very happy. Zhang Jue taught her a few tricks, and they played together all afternoon.

When the staff in the site meet Zhang Jue, they will call out very respectfully: Hello, Consultant Zhang.

Obviously, the webmaster Yang Wenbai had already informed about Zhang Jue's joining the foundation. Everyone knew this new consultant and knew that he was the hottest figure in site14.

In the evening, Zhang Jue came to the roof to enjoy the scenery.

site14 is built in the outskirts, away from the urban area. Watching the sunset from here is a different feeling.

You're in high spirits.

A female voice came from behind him, and there was some dissatisfaction between the words.

Zhang Jue didn't turn his head back: Ah, to tell you the truth, sometimes being handsome is really a burden, and there are beauties following you wherever you go.

Yang Xue blushed slightly and snorted.

What are you doing in the containment area, not just to see Shirley?

For some reason, Yang Xue no longer referred to that little girl as 053.

I said I missed you, believe it or not. Zhang Jue smiled smirk.

Do not believe.

Oh? Why? Yang Xue's decisive answer made Zhang Jue curious.

Yang Xue looked at him: You seem to be a fool, but in fact, every word you say and everything you do are very purposeful. It is unlikely that you came to such a dangerous place because of a woman. .”

Those who know me, Dr. Yang also. Zhang Jue snapped his fingers, To tell you the truth, I actually came here to do an experiment.

What experiment?

Zhang Jue showed a [DATA EXPUNGED] look: You will know when you come.

The two walked through the containment area and came to the E3 area.

Most of the anomalies contained here are Euclid-class anomalies.

There are roughly four main classifications for projects by the Foundation, safe, Euclid, Keter, and Thaumiel. Their detailed introductions are not listed here. We only need to briefly explain them based on the famous box test.

for an unusual item.

If you lock it in a box, set it aside, and nothing bad happens, it's probably Safe.

If you lock it in a box and set it aside and you're not sure what's going to happen, it's probably Euclid.

If you locked it in a box and set it aside and it escaped easily, it was probably Keter.

If it's the box, it's probably Thaumiel.

Euclid-level anomalies, which may not be very dangerous, but are usually of great uncertainty.

Yang Xue didn't know what experiment Zhang Jue was going to do.

Although Zhang Jue's current authority is very high, because of the 682 incident, all experiments currently done at site 14 have to go through multiple rounds of evaluation.

The two walked all the way in the corridor, and after a certain corner, Zhang Jue finally stopped outside the door of a certain containment room.

He entered his fingerprints first, then entered his password, opened the door, and pointed to the things inside.

Yang Xue was shocked: You want to use 'I' to do experiments?

...

Hello, I am SCP-426, and I must introduce myself as such to avoid confusion.

I am an ordinary toaster that can toast slices of bread when it is powered on, but when any human being refers to me, they will automatically use the first person.

Despite numerous attempts, I have yet to find a way to say or write information about me in the third person.

When I've been around an individual for two months, the individual will start to think of themselves as a toaster, and unless stopped, these individuals will eventually seriously injure themselves by trying to imitate my standard functions.

I was given this as a gift to some newlyweds and found no card or ID on my box.

About two months after the family received me, firefighters were called due to an electrical fire.

The hostess died of electrocution when she tried to swallow an electrical socket whole, along with two other victims shortly before the fire broke out.

Her mother-in-law swallowed nearly 10kg of bread and died of internal bleeding, and her husband died of excessive blood loss after trying to harmony with me.

The only survivor was an elderly gentleman who was already in a severely malnourished state, who claimed he had inserted some slices of bread a week earlier and was still waiting for the baked bread to pop out.

After the police noticed my anomalous abilities, I was confiscated by the Foundation, and the affected officers were given Class-C amnestics.

Still later, I was brought back to the facility by the Foundation, where many experiments were performed, and I was eventually placed in a sealed room without any surveillance equipment or windows.

The door to my room had to have a sticker completely unrelated to my number and traits to prevent accidental propagation of my main effect.

Only staff of level 3 and above can know my existence and some of my characteristics.

Assigned personnel must be rotated monthly to avoid my secondary effects, with a mandatory psychiatric evaluation at the end of each month.

Staff who are indeed not affected can be reassigned to me at least four months after their last rotation.

Any employees affected by me must be administered Class-C amnestics and transferred to another site.

In the end, let me say it again, I'm really, really just a toaster.

When Zhang Jue opened the door, I lay down on the table.

The woman next to him said: You want to use 'I' to do experiments?

Yes. Zhang Jue walked in front of me, I just want to try with SCP-426.

Hearing Zhang Jue's words, the woman was slightly taken aback.

You can actually describe me in the third person?!

Zhang Jue nodded: Yes, I can. I tried it in the site, and I will not be affected by SCP-426. I came here today to confirm whether this immunity will be affected by distance. , at present, it seems that it will not.

He patted my shell heavily: SCP-426, your uncle! Then proudly said: Look, I'm the first person who can scold it.

The woman covered her forehead, seemingly speechless at what he had done.

Zhang Jue laughed out loud.

The woman sighed: Then the experiment is a success, what are you going to do next?

No, no, no. Zhang Jue shook his head. At present, I can only prove that Shirley and the bread machine are not effective for me. There are too few samples. If possible, I would like to find another project to experiment.

Which project? The woman asked subconsciously.

Zhang Jue showed a [DATA EXPUNGED] expression: Dr. Yang Da, do you know which area SCP166 (the succubus girl) is contained in?

SCP166?

The woman froze for a moment, cursed loudly: Rogue! Then she walked out of my room.

Zhang Jue hurriedly chased her out: Dr. Yang, trust me, I want to have a heart-to-heart talk with her, it's really just a heart-to-heart talk—