I’m In Charge of SCP

Yan was put to death, and the Sarkic sect was destroyed.

The vigorous Yarn Ascension event ended with the overall victory of the Foundation and GOC.

This incident, from the beginning of March to the end of April in 2222, lasted for a full month and a half.

During this period, the GOC and the SCP Foundation invested countless manpower and material resources, losing a total of more than 400 combatants and non-combatants, and the Foundation's Area114 site was destroyed.

What is even more shocking is that during the battle between Ian and Robert Bumaro, the entire city of Alcada was razed to the ground, and tens of thousands of Sarkic believers in the city were crushed to powder, leaving no bones left.

These people were originally ordinary human beings, but they were fascinated by ghosts for a while and chose wrong beliefs.

However, people always have to pay a price for their choices.

After Ion's death, the Cyclops Orok, a Sarkic saint in southern Siberia, was turned into a stone statue and his body was smashed to pieces.

Lavata, another saint in the Balkan Peninsula, put away all her tentacles and curled up deep in the ground. No one has seen her since.

From then on, Sarkic sect will completely become history and disappear from people's memory forever.

The files of this incident have been sealed as the highest level of confidentiality by the Foundation and GOC, and only a few personnel and senior leaders involved in this operation can view it.

Under the intentional control of the Foundation, most of the staff can only see one side, and very few people can restore the entire incident.

It wasn't until many years later that this matter was declassified that people didn't know what role the consultant of the foundation played in it.

Of course, this is all for later.

Three days later, the thirteen O5s started another conference call.

Now that Ian is dead, they want to review the whole incident.

This concerns the future and destiny of many people.

Angelo's performance this time is remarkable. O5-5 spoke first, Without him, the Sarkic sect would not be compressed in one city and one place. The consequences would be unimaginable, so I suggest that his personnel level be raised to A-level, and his security level be raised to level 5.

O5-5 and O5-2 had always been close, so no one else would be surprised that she spoke for Angelo.

I have objections. O5-6 said, Angelo disregarded human life and used two MTF teams and many researchers as bait, but it was just a cover-up. If this practice is spread, it will greatly reduce the Foundation's reputation in the hearts of employees Credibility, in fact, this situation has already happened - Captain Kenneth of the Oriole team and Strong, the captain of the Viper team, did not contact the Foundation, and suddenly appeared in Brinodan City, which is enough to explain a lot of problems.

O5-5 sneered: They did not ask the Foundation for instructions and acted without permission. They should be given a warning or directly dismissed!

O5-6 argues: If you do that, you'll just have to wait for the second and third Chaos Insurgency to show up!

enough!

O5-1's stern voice came from the phone. The voice was a bit muffled, and it probably had been specially processed.

But obviously, everybody knows, it's his voice.

O5-5 and O5-6 both fell silent knowingly.

O5-1 was silent for a moment, then said, Second, you come.

O5-2 is Angelo's father, and he shouldn't have spoken to avoid suspicion.

But now that O5-1 called the roll, he stopped being silent.

He only said one sentence: The award should be rewarded, and the punishment should be punished.

This set the tone for the entire meeting.

No one is perfect, as long as you are a human being, there will always be times when you do not think well, and of course there will be times when you do things well.

Distinguish which ones should be rewarded and which ones should be punished, and things will become much simpler.

Although Angelo's actions seemed a little unreasonable and cold, but judging from the results, he did control the whole incident within the acceptable range of the Foundation.

After some discussion, O5-1 came to a final conclusion: Although Angelo made minor mistakes in the incident of Yarn's ascension to the gods, he did not hide his merits. He was promoted to the secretary general of the foundation headquarters, and the personnel level was adjusted to A-level. , the security authority remains unchanged at level four.

O5-2 has been silent ever since that sentence was said.

Although Angelo's rank has been raised, the most important security authority has not changed. He knows that this is O5-1, which is a silent warning to their father and son.

Presumably to keep it secret from him for wooing O5-5.

But there is still a lot of time, and he is not in a hurry.

Next, the meeting proceeded to the most important stage - how to deal with the most important person in this incident, Zhang Jue.

In this incident, Zhang Jue's credit and crimes are not small.

He left his post without permission and came to Alcada City without the order of the Foundation, assisted Robert Bumaro in ascension to the gods, and even shot at the staff of the Foundation, directly causing the deaths of more than a dozen people.

Every one, every item, is a mortal sin.

The Foundation couldn't have shot him for ten minutes.

But these crimes seem insignificant compared with his achievements.

After all, he killed the two saints, Nadox and Xan, and prevented Ion from exploding himself. He is the biggest contributor to this operation.

If it weren't for him, the situation would have escalated already.

It can be said that he saved the people of half the world.

And he has just won the title of Foundation Star, and his staff rank and security level have all reached the highest level, and there is no award for him.

The most important thing is that most O5 personnel feel that Zhang Jue has shown his sharpness and rose too fast, which is definitely not a good thing for the Foundation.

But Zhang Jue's identity was sensitive, and for a while, no one opened his mouth, and no one wanted to touch this brow.

In the end, it was O5-1 who made the call.

Special advisor Zhang Jue flouted the foundation's regulations and acted without authorization to help the leader of the Cult of the Broken God, Robert Bumaro, ascend to the gods, which almost caused even greater disasters, and then drew his sword against the foundation staff, resulting in the death of thirteen colleagues. Three colleagues were seriously injured, but I thought he eradicated the bandit leader Ion, saved the people from the fire and water, and rescued more than a dozen magicians from the Global Occult League, the merits and demerits are equal, and there is no reward or punishment.

...

Just when the O5 council was having a headache, our protagonist, Zhang Jue, was eating dumplings in a restaurant in Northeast CN.

To go back to site14, it is most convenient to transit here.

Yang Xue peeled garlic for him.

Zhang Jue took the milky white garlic clove, put it in his mouth and chewed it.

Strictly speaking, Yang Xue is a southerner, and she is a little against this kind of behavior of eating raw garlic.

But since Zhang Jue likes it, she is willing to do so.

After peeling a few petals for Zhang Jue and confirming that he had enough to eat, Yang Xue ate her own noodles in small bites.

Zhang Jue hadn't eaten dumplings for a long time, and felt that they were very delicious, so he raised his head and shouted, Miss Boss, have another plate!

Come on!

The proprietress of the back kitchen agreed, and a few minutes later, another plate of delicious dumplings stuffed with pork and cabbage was served on the table.

Seeing how delicious Zhang Jue's food was, the charming proprietress smiled and said, How about it, brother, the dumplings from Big Sister's are not bad.

Zhang Jue picked up a dumpling, blew it, put it into his mouth whole, and then provoked Thumbs up: The skin is thin and the stuffing is big, authentic!

Seeing how delicious he was, the proprietress nodded in satisfaction: You have good eyesight.

It was mid-afternoon, and there were no customers in the store. The proprietress presented a plate of cold cucumber dishes, and chatted with Zhang Jue about the homework.

Zhang Jue has traveled extensively since he was a child, and has lived in the Northeast for several years. He is very familiar with the local customs and customs here, and his skills in talking about the mountains are not bad at all.

His Northeast dialect is very authentic, the proprietress was fooled by him, she really thought that he was an outstanding young man who went abroad to study and came back to build his hometown, so she couldn't help but feel good about him.

She pulled Zhang Jue and asked in a low voice: Little brother, I think you are not young anymore, do you have a good mistress?

Zhang Jue glanced at Yang Xue who was eating noodles, and said with a chuckle, I haven't made love yet.

The proprietress smiled happily: brother, do you want to introduce one to you as a sister?

Then how embarrassing. Zhang Jue coyly said, One is enough, sister, please introduce a few more, I am shy by nature, in case they look down on me, I have an alternative plan.

If Zhang Jue was shy, a pig would climb a tree.

The proprietress laughed loudly: Little brother, judging by your appearance, you are still a baby. I promise to introduce some good ones to you!

okay!

As Zhang Jue said, he wanted to add contact information to the proprietress.

At this moment, Yang Xue, who had been eating noodles without saying a word, suddenly coughed lightly: Miss Boss, pay the bill.

The movements of the two stopped in mid-air.

Yang Xue had been serving tea and water to Zhang Jue before, peeling garlic and adding vinegar. The proprietress always thought she was a secretary or something.

Now it seems that this is not the case.

The proprietress handed the bill to Yang Xue, and after paying the bill, she left the restaurant straight away, which meant that she didn't want to stay any longer.

The proprietress pulled Zhang Jue and said dissatisfiedly: Little brother, thanks to the kindness of the eldest sister who wanted to introduce you to you, it turns out that you are looking after the pot and almost ruined my marriage. You really should fight.

Zhang Jue said with a smile: Eldest sister, I can tell you whether people look down on me or not.

The proprietress gave Zhang Jue a gouged look: Elder sister has lived longer than you, and she has been a matchmaker not once or twice. It seems that the girl eats more rice than you. Just that little girl, the way she looked at you was like throwing If a piece of gold goes in, it will be melted. Listen to the elder sister's persuasion, don't delay others.

This Northeast lady is enthusiastic, Zhang Jue can only nod obediently: I know, I know.

After going out, Yang Xue had been waiting outside the door for a few minutes.

The two walked side by side on the street, watching the crowds and listening to the humorous Northeast dialect, which was very pleasant.

They seem to have not been so leisurely in a long time.

There seemed to be some kind of music festival or beer festival being held in the square ahead, and the two followed the flow of people to the center of the square.

There are a lot of people, and some stalls also provide free beer, everyone is very excited.

After a while, it is said that a certain first-line star also came here, the crowd was surging, and some fans took out their mobile phones to follow up.

careful.

Zhang Jue held Yang Xue's hand with sharp eyes and quick hands, so she was not bumped by those fanatical fans.

There were more and more people, so Zhang Jue took her hand and did not let go.

The two walked for two or three streets like this, and stopped when there were not so many people.

Yang Xue's face was a little red.

At this time, a few hours had passed since their afternoon meal, smelling the scent wafting from the food stalls on the street, Zhang Jue's glutton was hooked out again, and he dragged Yang Xue into a barbecue shop.

The meat skewers in Northeast China are big and affordable. A piece of meat can’t wait to fill the skewer. It’s grilled and oily, sprinkled with sesame seeds and cumin, it’s absolutely delicious in the world.

Zhang Jue is a carnivore, so he stuffed it into his mouth desperately, and Yang Xue ate two skewers, and then began to peel garlic for Zhang Jue.

Half an hour later, Zhang Jue patted his belly, feeling unfinished.

Seeing how he wanted to eat but couldn't, Yang Xue burst out laughing.

Is it so delicious?

You don't understand. Zhang Jue waved his hand, After eating this, and then eating your southern skewers, it feels like you've been tricked, it's too picky.

Yang Xue said dissatisfied: What do you call our southern Xiaochuan, you are not from the south?

I don't know where I am from. Zhang Jue hiccupped, I have been wandering around since I was very young.

Regarding Zhang Jue's own affairs, Yang Xue never took the initiative to ask. She knew that if Zhang Jue wanted to talk, he would definitely tell her.

But at this moment, Yang Xue frowned slightly: Didn't you say that you live with your father?

Zhang Jue nodded: That's right, I didn't say I was an orphan. It's just that he is very busy. After teaching me the necessary survival skills, we don't meet often, maybe once every few years.

It turned out to be like this, Yang Xue felt a little distressed: Then you have traveled to this world, so what about him...how?

I don't know, I probably haven't found out that I'm missing.

Zhang Jue spread his hands. Although his world has become like that, he has never worried about his father.

It wasn't because of a bad relationship, but because he knew that if anyone in that world could escape that catastrophe, his father would definitely be one of them.

This is his judgment of his father's fearful strength.

But Yang Xue didn't know this, she just felt that Zhang Jue's childhood seemed a bit miserable.

Yang Xue put her hand on his, comforting silently.

Zhang Jue suddenly laughed: Dr. Yang Da, in a sense, the two of us are really destined. We can form a group to put on a variety show. I have already thought of the name. It is called Where is Dad? ,Ha ha ha ha--

Zhang Jue laughed so hard that he almost fell off his seat, and Yang Xue couldn't help but cover her lips and smile.

This is Zhang Jue.

No matter how sad and sad things are, they can always become interesting after he talks about them.

What is released from him is always positive energy.

Probably this is why so many people like him.

Zhang Jue smiled for a while, then looked at Yang Xue.

Yang Xue's link was slightly red, and she looked left and right: What's wrong? Is there something on my face?

Zhang Jue shook his head: It's nothing, I haven't felt so relaxed in a long time.

Indeed. Yang Xue nodded, things happened one after another, there was no time for people to rest, and she also felt a little tired.

Zhang Jue squeezed his chin and rolled his eyes: Next Friday is a holiday, let's go on a trip.

Yang Xue was slightly taken aback: Where are you going?

I haven't figured it out yet. Zhang Jue yawned, But whatever, as long as you don't get squeezed by those capitalists.

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Thank you book friend 0518 for your reward.