I’m In Charge of SCP

In most cases, humans are limited by their own cognition.

For example, the emperor used a golden hoe to compare how not to eat minced meat.

Emotional factors aside, the reason for this problem is that people cannot imagine what is beyond their understanding.

At present, the most basic factors for human beings to judge whether life exists on an alien planet is whether there is water and an atmosphere on it.

Because they can't imagine what a creature mainly composed of sulfide will look like and what kind of living environment it needs.

Of course, there may be no such thing.

This example is just to illustrate that human thinking has limitations.

However, as humans acquire more and more knowledge, they will feel more and more that there are more and more unknown parts.

Perhaps somewhere in the universe, there are creatures and time and space that are completely different from them.

Different world.

A certain city-state.

underground exchange.

Hey man, don't stop by and take a look, I promise, there's always something you need—

A businessman who looks like a human, but has octopus tentacles from the waist down, is attracting customers.

Each of his tentacles is holding something, and he is showing it to passing customers, trying to attract their attention.

In front of him, many customers who also looked strange were stopping to watch.

A one-eyed eccentric, very interested in what one of his tentacles is entangled to, pulls a gem from his own pocket, seemingly ready to exchange it.

The octopus shook its head, raised two tentacles and shook them in front of it.

The one-eyed monster was ecstatic, and then took all the things on its two tentacles.

...

This underground exchange is so large that it can barely see its edge.

There are countless merchants like Octopus, and none of the guests in them look like humans.

Looking around, there are a lot of monsters, ghosts and monsters, and there are all kinds of strange creatures. We can even see a bunch of creatures that look like poop bargaining with a magic cube.

They come from different planes, and they need different things.

But here, they don't need to worry about that.

Because it has it all.

Everyone comes here with only one purpose, which is to trade.

Bartering is the basic rule of action here.

...

Finally, after the communication failed, the Cyclops and the Octopus fought, and each used their own abilities.

Cyclops' eyes can emit laser-like light that cuts off several of the octopus' tentacles.

The octopus wrapped its tentacles around its feet and smashed back and forth on the ground.

Many customers stopped to watch and even bet on which side would win.

No matter where you are, there is no shortage of spectators.

Run! The lord is coming!

I don't know who yelled.

All the people who watched the excitement scattered like birds and beasts.

Within a radius of tens of meters, there were only two fighting brothers left.

Crack, click, click, click—

A group of cavalry from far to near.

They have human bodies and are fully armed, making it impossible for people to see their appearance.

It is worth mentioning that their armor and their horses are all red.

The leader in front of the cavalry is also dressed in red, holding a red flag in his hand, and wearing a red mask with a big smiling face painted on it.

The moment he saw the cavalry leader, the already large circle became even bigger.

Some merchants who set up stalls quickly put away their goods in order not to be affected.

The red cavalry team slowly drove up to the Cyclops and Octopus.

At this time, the two people who were fighting fiercely also noticed the changes in the surrounding environment.

When they saw the leader sitting on the red BMW, they were all stunned.

The next second, they knelt down on the ground and kowtowed frequently.

Red Chief, please forgive me—

Hahahaha, why are you two so nervous, I'm just making a routine inspection, hehehehe——

The Red Chief's piercing laugh matched the smiling face on his mask perfectly.

Hearing the laughter, the octopus trembled like chaff, and quickly put all the goods in front of him, trying to get forgiveness.

The one-eyed man did the same.

A cavalryman got off his horse, put all the treasures into a bag, and handed it to the red chief.

After seeing it, the red leader nodded in satisfaction.

Then he pulled the reins and turned the horse's head.

Both Octopus and Cyclops breathed a sigh of relief.

Then I heard the red leader say: Let's deal with it.

The eyes of the two suddenly widened.

The cavalry were ordered to raise their spears and stab the octopus and the one-eyed man respectively.

The octopus struggled a few times and finally died.

But the one-eyed man suddenly went mad.

His eyes popped out of his body, firing lasers at the soldiers.

Several soldiers died after having lasers pierced through their chests.

Then those eyes turned their pupils on the red leader who had turned his back on them.

A laser flashed.

The Red Chief was unharmed.

When he turned around, the smile painted on the mask was even bigger.

In the next second, the eyeballs that can only emit lasers exploded.

...

This is just a very common scene in this underground exchange.

I don't know how many people die here every day because they don't follow the rules.

Yes, as long as you don't violate the rules, everyone will live in peace.

But no matter which world you are in, as long as there are many people, there will always be a few idiots to let you know that the place you live in is not a paradise.

...

Except for this underground exchange, most of the residents in this city are humanoid creatures, but they are not ordinary people.

They all wore exaggerated costumes similar to masquerade balls, and all had masks on their faces. No one knew what they looked like under the masks.

The sky is always gray, there is no sun, and I don't know what time it is.

The city's central square was crowded with people, as if preparing for a grand ceremony.

A man in a T-shirt and shorts mixed with the crowd, looking left and right, looking like a country bumpkin entering the city.

He wears a clown mask and his eyes are rolling around.

If placed in human society, his attire couldn't be more ordinary.

But among this group of monsters, ghosts and snakes, they seem a little different because they are too normal.

That's right, this man is our protagonist, the famous Zhang Jue, counselor of Zhang Da.

After he disappeared from the bus, he fell into a coma, and after waking up, he came here.

Zhang Jue was a little surprised that he didn't die.

But I can accept it if I think about it.

He remembered that the administration had experimented with a one-way ticket with 682, but the uncle is still alive and well.

Although he is not as tenacious as Uncle 682's vitality, being a second uncle is always enough.

When I have nothing to do, I resume the review.

Found MRW to be as shit as ever...and awesome.

Thinking about it now, 2599 (Zhao Zena) just feinted a shot to consume his energy and divert his attention.

The real killer move is actually that one-way ticket.

He thought about it carefully, but he couldn't think of when the ticket was put in his pocket.

Could it be during the battle with Zhao Zena?

It felt impossible again.

Just like the thing where I was pushed towards Shirley, I didn't have any clue at all.

This organization called MRW always brings him some trouble.

If you come, you will be safe, and you are lucky to not die. If you can go back, you must give them a big surprise.

Zhang Jue was secretly ruthless, but also felt a little naive.

He shook his head, shook off those boring thoughts, and began to observe this weird city.

To say that this place is weird doesn't just mean that the people here are dressed strangely.

Rather, the whole city reveals a special atmosphere.

Zhang Jue has been here for a few days, but there are new discoveries every day.

The most notable feature is that there are only four colors here.

Black, white, yellow, red.

Whether it is buildings or clothing, there are only these four colors to choose from.

Originally, there were blue patterns on the clothes he was wearing, but they disappeared after arriving here.

Not only that, but there are also spatial anomalies in this city, and he has seen people walking on the upside-down stairs more than once.

Walking on the road, you can smell a special, old fragrance.

If you have an old book that hasn't been opened for a long time, then open it now, put it on the table and wait a few minutes before smelling it, it probably smells like that.

In the first few days when he came here, Zhang Jue also thought about leaving here.

He walked towards the edge of the city.

Keep going off the beaten track.

Then he found sadly that by himself, he probably couldn't leave here, because the city was surrounded by the sea.

The sea water is black, its composition is unknown, but it is definitely not water, because this thing is more viscous than water.

It looks a little gross.

Zhang Jue gave up the idea of ​​crossing the ocean.

Since you can't leave on foot, you can only think of other ways.

Then the most important task is to find out where this is.

Is it his own world, or the world of the Authority.

Or neither.

Fortunately, his ability is still there, and he can already use his own different space.

With these things as a guarantee, no matter where he is, he can thrive.

Following the flow of people, Zhang Jue came all the way to the center of the square, where a platform was set up high, as if some important ceremony was about to be held.

Zhang Jue thought of Yaen for no reason.

Black, white, yellow, red, the cavalry phalanx of four colors guards the four directions.

It has been a while since I came here, and Zhang Jue already knows that there are four leaders in this huge city.

He hasn't seen them make a move yet, but the faces of the people here have changed, and they should be very powerful.

There is no day or night in this city, and the sky is always yellow, as if a sandstorm is coming, which makes people feel a little depressed.

The sacrificial ceremony was completed quickly, and Zhang Jue didn't feel any changes. He guessed that it was just a routine like Christians praying to God.

I just don't know which man they kowtowed to.

After the sacrificial ceremony was over, Zhang Jue came to the underground exchange.

He has been paying attention here for a long time.

Since you can't leave in a short time, it's not bad to buy some gadgets here.

Anyway, there are a lot of treasures in his different space, he can't use them himself, so he can exchange for some useful things.

The Red Chief led his cavalry away, and the underground exchange resumed its noise.

This place is different from the cities on the ground, it is full of travelers from all planes.

There are all kinds of weird shapes, so Zhang Jue doesn't have to be as careful as he is on the ground.

Wander around to see if there is anything that interests you.

As he walked around, he pricked up his ears, trying to learn how others traded.

He soon discovered that, except for those things that couldn't speak and could only make gestures, the creatures here used the same language.

He tried to say hello to others, and found that after he said what he wanted to say, it would also change into the same language. When others were talking to him, the voice would be automatically translated into Chinese when it reached his ears, as if there was a The large cloud simultaneous interpretation is very convenient.

This also made him more certain that the owner of this city was not simple.

To be able to manage this universal exchange in an orderly manner, and suppress those ghosts and snakes from messing around, without the strength above the god level, it is probably impossible to do it.

Universal access...

Zhang Jue smacked his lips, wondering if this place is connected to his own world.

He walked all the way, looking at all kinds of things on the ground, thinking that he had come to a second-hand market.

He doesn't know what most things are for.

But he still decided to change something.

Do as the Romans do.

After wandering around for about two hours, he finally saw something that he was slightly interested in.

It was a flute, or something that looked like a flute.

It was put to the mouth of an alien creature with wings. After blowing it, Zhang Jue found that his waist was no longer sore, his legs were no longer painful, and he walked with strength-this flute seemed to have the power to make people feel better in a short time. Restores stamina and status effects.

Serving is a good thing.

In exchange, Zhang Jue gave him a lot of daily necessities that he hoarded in the different space, including but not limited to two chairs, an umbrella, a disposable lighter, a bag of hot pot bottoms, etc.

When the alien creature saw that the thing Zhang Jue gave it could emit light by itself, it nodded and agreed to the deal. After getting the thing, it ran away without looking back. It seemed that it was afraid that Zhang Jue would regret it.

Zhang Jue played with the flute in his hand, and played it a few more times. After confirming that there was no problem, he looked sympathetically at the alien creature that had run away—wasn't it just a flashlight, or used, why was he so excited.

This successful transaction opened the door to a new world for Zhang Jue.

No wonder so many creatures come here to trade, the feeling of picking up the leak is really fucking cool.

There are still a lot of waste items in his different space, if all these can be replaced with useful things, he will send it.

Next, he was full of energy and carefully checked every stall he passed by.

But sometimes luck is like this. When you don’t want to pick up money, you may encounter it, but when you try your best to do something, there is no result.

After another two hours, Zhang Jue didn't like anything.

There's an eight-legged creature who wants to trade a rock for his socks, and there's no door!

Zhang Jue searched all the way, came to the corner, and found that there was nothing at the last booth.

Dude, what can you change here, take it out and have a look?

The seller took a chair and sat in a corner with a blanket covering his body so that his appearance could not be seen clearly.

I can't see the things here. He said in a buzzing voice.

Zhang Jue laughed: Oh? Very precious?

Every buyer's needs are different, and the definition of precious is naturally different. Some things may be worthless to you, but they are worthless to others.

Hearing the other party's ambiguity, Zhang Jue felt a little funny: Brother, everyone is very busy, so don't waste time. I have a few bags of unopened melon seeds here—what do you have?

Oh, melon seeds...

The seller hiding in the corner lifted his blanket to reveal the furry mouse face.

I'm selling news. Here, there is nothing I don't know. Young man, do you want to know the secrets about this city?

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Thanks to Qin Zhidaoer, Yu Sheng Sui Feng, Blackway and several other bigwigs for their rewards.