I’m In Charge of SCP

Authority World Calendar, 2227.

C country.

Jiangzhou City.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, Deyun Tea House is full of people.

Hurry up, hurry up, the show has started, hurry up and find a seat, it will be gone in a while!

Don't squeeze, don't squeeze, you'll get pregnant again!

Where are my shoes?!

Damn it, whose dentures flew out!

From the inside to the outside, all the audience came to watch the performance.

The stage of the tea house is not big, and there are only a dozen or so tables below. Hundreds of spectators surrounded the hall on three floors and three floors outside. The lights are on.

They showed excitement on their faces, it seems that today's show should be very exciting.

At 6:30, the curtain opened on time, and a square table and a chair appeared in the center of the stage.

The audience all concentrated and calmed down, and the originally noisy teahouse suddenly became quiet, and a needle could be heard.

Then, a young man in a black coat and a folding fan came up from the backstage.

A lot of people came today, I'm very pleased. He greeted the audience.

Immediately, everyone cheered.

Some girls even shouted loudly, I want to give birth to monkeys for you.

The young man laughed, clasped his fists to the many cheering audience, then sat on the seat, supported the case with both hands, and spoke slowly.

Abiding by the law is always sad, and the strong beam sings happily every night;

Riding on a mule at the expense of others, starving for justice and justice;

Building bridges and repairing roads blinds the eyes, killing and setting fires a lot;

I went to the Western Paradise and asked the Buddha, and the Buddha said: I have no other way!

There was a striking snap, and everyone below applauded.

The young man smiled.

Everyone, don't be impatient, and listen to me slowly—we said in the last book that the protagonist Wang Yu is facing the greatest predicament in history—

...

Deyun Tea House is a new tea house in Jiangzhou City in the past two years.

Although the name is called Tea House, it is not aimed at those old people who love to drink tea. Its target customers are young people in their teens and twenties.

Not for anything else, but because most of the stories told by the storyteller are about cultivating the truth and fighting against science and technology, which are a bit similar to cool novels, and more in line with the tastes of modern people.

Compared with those classical masterpieces, his stories are relatively new, and compared with those online articles, they are relatively deeper.

Not only that, the main reason why the books in this teahouse are popular is because the storytellers have a unique charm.

He is not very old, and most of the time he is more detached, but his eyes are very calm and deep, giving people a sense of wisdom, as if he has experienced many things.

About a year ago, this storyteller opened a pit for Aberrant Creatures Management Bureau. Because of the twists and turns of the story, it attracted a large number of fans.

From the perspective of plot development, today is the day when the whole book ends.

Many fans came here admiringly. The not-so-big tea house was packed to the brim. There were still many people looking inside on tiptoe, begging the staff for more seats.

These people failed to get tickets. If they can't get in, they can only wait to listen to the recorded version on the Internet tomorrow.

But there is no way, because it is visible to the naked eye, and it really cannot be inserted.

They could only wait anxiously outside.

After nearly four hours, a gong sounded and the show finally ended.

In the arena, all the spectators were still unsatisfied. They did not leave the show and go home as usual, but stayed where they were, unwilling to leave for a long time.

This is the end?

It seems...it's over...

It's difficult for everyone to agree. Although the story as a whole is wonderful, the ending can't satisfy everyone's requirements.

Some people looked sad, while others frowned.

But no matter what, this story that has lasted for more than a year has finally come to an end.

Under the instructions of the staff, these audiences left reluctantly.

Among them was a little girl who looked only fifteen or sixteen years old, and looked like a high school student.

While the security guard was not paying attention, he slipped into the backstage of the tea house.

It was the first time for her to do this kind of thing, and she poked her head furtively in the corridor, for fear of being discovered.

After hiding in the toilet for a while, she dared to come out when she heard that there were no people outside.

I don't even know what she wants to do.

She looked left and right at the backstage of the tea house, but because it was very late, the staff were off work, and some rooms were not turned on, so it looked a little dim.

She started to regret it, wondering if she shouldn't have done it.

Suddenly, someone tapped her shoulder lightly from behind.

She was so startled that she almost cried out.

But at the last second, she covered her mouth.

The little girl turned her head slowly, only to see a young man looking at her with a smile.

Little sister, what are you doing here?

The little girl's pupils gradually dilated, and the expression inside changed from fear to surprise.

It's really you?!

In front of her is the storyteller who performed on stage not long ago.

Everyone didn't know what his name was, but he always called himself Ben handsome guy when he was telling the story.

It's me. The storyteller nodded with a smile, and asked again: Little sister, the performance is over, why don't you go home?

When the little girl saw him, she was very happy at first, but when she heard his question, her expression became serious again.

I'm here to find you!

Find me?

Yes, I'm looking for you!

The little girl's tone became unkind, and she glared at him.

The storyteller scratched his head with his hands, probably wondering if he had done anything outrageous recently.

Seeing his puzzled look, the little girl snorted and said, I'm not satisfied with your ending!

It turned out to be like this.

The storyteller laughed.

There are a thousand Hamlets in the hearts of ten thousand people, little sister, no matter how good I am, I can't satisfy everyone.

The little girl was taken aback when she heard his words.

Aren't there ten thousand Hamlets in the hearts of ten thousand people, why are there only one thousand?

The storyteller said: Because in the minds of ten thousand people, only one thousand people have their own ideas, and the rest are just fools who follow the crowd. If others are dissatisfied, she will also be dissatisfied—

The little girl thought for a moment before realizing: You say I'm a fool!

How can it be? The storyteller laughed, Little sister, it's getting late, have you finished your homework? Hurry up and go home.

I'm seventeen years old, I'm not young anymore! The little girl puffed out her chest, as if to testify to her own words, proving that she was not young.

Immediately afterwards, she realized that she was being misled by the nasty storyteller, and said again: Don't interrupt, I'm not satisfied with your story!

Yes, this chick is quite persistent, the storyteller shrugged.

Why are you dissatisfied?

I gave the money!

The storyteller laughed: Little sister, don't make a mistake, our family's stories are told for free for two weeks, and only in the third week do you start asking for tea money, and you charge for each scene. If you are dissatisfied with the story, you can leave at any time. Isn’t it a bit immoral to spray me again after hearing the ending?”

The little girl was at a loss for words for a moment, she wanted to say, I gave the money, I am God, but seeing the other party's smiling face, she couldn't say that.

This storyteller's temper is a bit like that of the protagonist, both good and evil, especially his smile, which is indescribably bad.

Seeing that she was speechless, the storyteller laughed and walked into the next office.

It was after ten o'clock in the evening, and the little girl was a little scared, but at this time her stubborn temper came up, and she didn't care much, so she followed in.

Seeing that the little girl is quite courageous, the storyteller smiled slightly.

He sat on the chair, put his hands on the back of his head, and looked at the little girl: Since you can find me, it means that we are destined. Tell me, what are you dissatisfied with?

The little girl finally found a chance to speak, and immediately said, I'm not satisfied anywhere!

There's no way to talk now, little sister, I suggest you listen to other books.

The little girl also felt that she had said too much, so she changed her mind and said, The ending, I am most dissatisfied with the ending you said tonight.

Oh? Auntie, what did the ending offend you again?

The little girl thought for a while and said, Your ending was too sudden. The day before yesterday it was said that the protagonist was going to fight the villain, but today it ended suddenly. Many things have not been explained. I don't know how the protagonist won.

Little sister, you have to use your brain even if you are listening to the book, okay? How did he win? I have laid a lot of groundwork in front of me. I have to feed it into your mouth?

The little girl was at a loss for words again, she knew that the other party was right.

She has been listening to the story and knows the habits of storytellers.

The other party likes to lay the groundwork. A line, a prop, may have appeared a long time ago, and the audience didn't realize it until it was used.

She even suspected that this hateful person might have already figured out how the protagonist would win at the beginning of the story, and waited until the finale.

The little girl snorted, I'm here to listen to stories, not to exercise my brain power.

Yeah, I also said that if you don't like it, you can listen to it in another place, vote with your feet, and spray me again when I'm closed. The effect won't be better.

Why do you keep saying this every time? I want to read it, and I want to say it.

Then I don't follow your idea, how about it, it's fair.

The little girl obviously couldn't talk to the other party, but this was also normal, after all, people depended on their mouths for food, and she was only a high school student.

Her fists were clenched, her face flushed, and she was obviously very angry, but her good breeding didn't make her say anything harsh.

The storyteller picked up the teacup and took a sip of water.

He looked at the little girl's face and couldn't help laughing.

Okay, as I said, we are destined, and it's not easy for you to come here. I can give you a hint about how the protagonist can defeat that monster.

Really? The little girl was overjoyed, and quickly asked, What hint?

This hint is me.

you?

The little girl looked blank.

At this moment, the storyteller was sitting leisurely in his chair with a teacup in his hand.

What is this hint?

Could drinking tea be enough to defeat that monster from another world?

But the little girl is not a fool after all, she immediately thought about it.

The style of this storyteller is very obvious. He is a fan of basic reasoning, and he advocates telling everyone all clues equally. Since he said there are hints, there must be ones!

The little girl stared at him for a long time, and suddenly her eyes lit up.

I see! So he relied on—

Hush— The storyteller put his index finger to his lips and shook his head.

The little girl closed her mouth immediately, but the look in her eyes became more and more excited, as if she knew some terrible secret.

It's obviously a story, but it made them look like secret agents.

The little girl followed the storyteller's train of thought for the first time, and she was very happy, and asked again: But why didn't you just say it directly, anyway, this is missing a paragraph.

The storyteller spread his hands: If you don't want to say it, then don't say it.

What a queer man!

The little girl knew there must be something inside, but these were not important anymore.

Seeing that the little girl still didn't leave, the storyteller said: If you have any questions, let's ask them together.

The little girl was a little embarrassed to be seen through by him, but since she came here, she didn't care so much, so she continued to ask: Why did everyone resurrect after that?

The storyteller didn't answer her question, but asked instead: What do you think? Why did this happen?

The little girl frowned: The protagonist...had a deal with that Almighty God?

The storyteller laughed and said nothing.

Did I guess right? asked the little girl.

The storyteller smiled and said, That's right, and it's not right either.

The little girl looked at him and suddenly understood what he meant.

This ending is a semi-open ending. The story has already developed to this point, and the twists and turns of the final battle are actually not important anymore.

The audience just wanted to know what happened to the protagonist group in the end.

Any description of details is superfluous.

Okay, it's getting late, you should go.

The storyteller stood up, ready to see off the guests.

Wait, I have one last question! The little girl quickly stopped him, Do you think there really are so many abnormal creatures in the world? Is there really an Administration?

The storyteller's movements were slightly sluggish.

Kids, stories are all made up.

After seeing off the little girl, the young storyteller came to the roof of the tea house alone.

It was half past eleven in the evening, and the breeze was blowing.

The sound of high heels sounded, and a woman came out of the stairwell.

It's over?

He turned his head and looked at her: what you said, why is it so wrong.

The woman gouged him out and said, Your heart is not clean, so naturally everything you hear is ambiguous.

The storyteller laughed and put his arms around her waist.

The woman put her head on his shoulder, and the two looked at the new crescent moon in the sky together.

People from the organization... called me again. The woman said suddenly.

What are you doing?

It's not because you don't want to see them.

The storyteller cut.

I worked so hard to pull the timeline back to before the end of the world, is this how they repay me?

They always have to think about the future of mankind.

hehe.

What are you going to do?

Then make it difficult to see them. You know, I'm very busy—but I'm a little curious about the person who can persuade you to persuade me.

you guess?

...

World View Garden is a newly opened real estate in Jiangzhou. It is not far from the city center and is expensive.

Because it has just been built not long ago, the occupancy rate is not high.

But what is certain is that the identities of the people living here are extraordinary.

Some people even said that the houses here are specially approved by the government, and even if they have money, they cannot buy them.

At 10:30 in the morning, a car with a non-local license plate stopped at the gate of the community.

Two people came out of it, one was wearing a traditional long gown of country C, and the other was wearing a suit.

The man in the gown was probably in his early thirties, with a refined demeanor, while the man in the suit looked younger and had lively eyes.

The outfits of these two people looked a little strange together. Just as the community security guards were about to stop them, the man in a suit took out something that looked like a certificate from his coat pocket and handed it over.

The security guard took it over and looked at it carefully, his pupils dilated slightly, and then immediately returned the thing respectfully and saluted.

The two of them walked all the way to the villa area.

The young man in a suit looked around at the situation in the community. He had worked in the administration for a while, so he could tell that more than 90% of the people here were colleagues.

Not only the security guards at the gate, but also the residents, property and cleaning are all the eyes of the management authority.

He also saw hidden cameras and alarms, the latest from the Authority.

The Administration has deployed defenses all over the world, but this is the first time he has seen so many people in one community.

But he didn't ask.

The headquarters sent him here to learn from the teachers around him. Since it is learning, he should listen more and read more, but don't ask too many questions. He understands this truth.

When the two arrived at the property, the receptionist saw their IDs, and immediately respectfully invited them into the back office.

The office was covered with curtains, so it was a bit dark. Dozens of large and small screens hung on the wall, without exception, all monitoring the same house.

Several property personnel were staring at those screens intently, for fear of missing any details.

The person in the long gown coughed lightly, and the person in charge of the room immediately came forward when he saw him.

Sir, you are here!

He hummed: Captain Huang, let me introduce the situation.

Captain Huang showed a bitter expression: Sir, the situation is not optimistic. Just this month, three of our colleagues have resigned.

what happened?

It's too stressful.

The man in the gown pinched his chin with his hand, thought for a moment and said, Well, the monitoring of the target will be carried out on a rotating duty basis, limited to three months, and in addition, a psychological assessment will be conducted for all the employees here every month.

OK.

Next, Captain Huang made some reports on the current situation of the target.

The young man in a suit just listened quietly from beginning to end, and did not speak for the first time until the two left the property.

Sir, who lives here?

Mr. Na said: He is a person who can save the world when danger strikes.

Then why did the Administration keep him under surveillance?

Mr. Na smiled: Because when there is no danger in the world, he is the greatest danger.

The young man nodded with a vague understanding.

The two continued to move forward.

After passing through several bright and dark whistles, the two came to the core area of ​​the entire community.

Just as they were about to cross a certain intersection, the man in the long gown suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Although the young man didn't understand, he also stopped.

After a while, he saw two strong men, one yellow and one black, approaching from not far away.

The left face of the yellow-skinned man was disfigured, which was terrifying, while the dark-skinned man looked like a certain movie star.

The two hugged the person next to him at the same time.

Mr. Le, long time no see.

Le Shan raised the corner of his mouth: Captain Guan, Captain Smith, please stay safe.

Guan Peng nodded and looked at the young man next to him: I'm sorry, Mr. Le, the order we got is only to let you in alone.

Le Shan smiled faintly, and glanced at the young man next to him: It will be beneficial to let Flair go to see him with me.

To be accepted as a disciple by Leshan, this young man must have some merits, but Guan Peng shook his head.

I'm sorry, Mr. Le, the order is so, even if I come personally on the first day, I can't let her go.

Leshan sighed.

At this moment, Smith's intercom rang, and a female voice came from the opposite side.

Captain Smith, let them in.

knew.

After crossing the first line of defense, Le Shan and his disciple Fryer continued to move forward.

Then at the second intersection, I met a woman in a red suit.

Mr. Le.

Station Master Ning.

Ning Suiyu shook her head lightly: Mr. Le, I am no longer the station manager of the bureau.

Le Shan looked at her: No. 1 has always regretted that the Administration has lost such an excellent employee as you.

Ning Suiyu's eyes dimmed for a moment, and then said: Say sorry for me, I failed her cultivation.

Everyone has their own destiny, there is nothing to be sorry for. Le Shan said calmly, Miss Ning, how have you been these two years?

not bad.

That's good.

The two walked forward while talking, and Fryer followed behind them.

Only then did he know that this woman was the famous former site66 station chief Ning Suiyu.

According to legend, Ning Suiyu was the first choice for No. 1, but for some reason, she gave up that position, so she replaced it by herself.

He only knew that Ning Suiyu had resigned and left the administration, but he didn't expect that the other party was here.

The three came to a villa.

The young man recognized that this was where the Authority employees were monitoring.

Ning Suiyu took out an obviously special key and inserted it into the door lock, turned three times to the left and three times to the right, and then the door opened with a click.

Go in, he's inside.

Le Shan nodded and stepped in.

The young man glanced at Ning Suiyu, just in time to see Ning Suiyu's smile, he blushed, and walked in with his head bowed.

The scene after entering the door is very different from what I imagined.

The door was not a house, but a wheat field.

The setting sun shines on the heavy ears of wheat, looking as far as the eye can see, it is golden.

These fields have to be hundreds or even thousands of acres to say the least.

His teacher was standing on a high place, looking at the field in a daze.

As if sensing Fryer's surprise, he said gently, It's a masterpiece of the Antimemetics Department.

The Department of Antimemetics, this is a department that exists in legends, the young people have only heard of its name.

Does this department... really exist?

certainly.

There is a house in the middle of the wheat field, which looks the same as the villa outside. It looks like it was carefully designed by a designer, but the area is much larger.

When the two got closer, they saw that there was a large garden outside the house, and there was a swimming pool next to it.

There are two huge sun umbrellas on one side of the pool, and a few white lounge chairs are placed under them. It seems that people often sunbathe here.

As soon as they came to the gate of the villa, the door opened automatically, and a man in his fifties in a tuxedo walked towards them.

May sir? Authentic British London accent.

It looks like he should be the housekeeper here.

Le Shan and the housekeeper explained their intentions, the housekeeper nodded and led them into the villa.

Not long after Flair sat down, he heard footsteps coming from outside the door.

Valley rice

The door opened with a creak.

An oriental man with black hair and black eyes walked in.

Oh, let me see, who is here?

He smiled and gave Le Shan a bear hug, and then punched Le Shan hard on the chest.

Leshan also laughed.

Flair's eyes widened. He has studied with Le Shan for more than two years, and he can already see that although Le Shan maintains a gentle smile most of the time, that smile is formulaic and just a mask.

After seeing this oriental man, his smile is the real smile.

It was also the first time in more than two years that Flair felt joy from the heart when he saw his master.

The two sat down, and the man glanced at Fryer, and asked Le Shan, Is he the number one successor?

Leshan nodded.

The man looked Flair up and down, then nodded with a smile: Not bad, not bad.

This evaluation is a bit perfunctory, but Fryer can feel that the other party has no malicious intentions.

After he finished speaking, he asked, What would you two like to drink?

But before Le Shan and Flair could answer, he walked to the coffee machine in the corner, took out two coins and put them in, and then pressed a few times on the keyboard above.

Do you need coins for your coffee machine at home?

Flair was a little puzzled, but didn't speak.

After a while, the partner came back with two glasses of drinks of different colors and placed them in front of them.

Two take it easy.

Flair picked up the cup politely and tasted it, his eyes widened immediately, this is definitely the best drink he has ever had, bar none!

Le Shan didn't move. He looked at the person sitting on the sofa opposite and said, Consultant Zhang, you should know why I'm here. The administration must know what deal you made with 'him'.

Flair reluctantly put the cup in his hand on the table, he was sensitively aware of the disharmony in the air.

Le Shan, his master, always looks confident and indifferent at all times, as if nothing can stop him.

Only this time, it seems to have encountered a problem.

The man on the opposite side crossed his legs, put his hands behind his head, and raised the corners of his mouth. He paused and said:

Leshan, is it the first day you met me?

...

Zhang Jue was sitting on the sofa with his hands behind his head, with a half-smile on his face.

Leshan, is it the first day you met me?

Just this sentence made Leshan silent.

Although there are only a few words, it contains many, many meanings.

It was not the first day that Leshan knew Zhang Jue, and he knew his temper very well.

Zhang Jue's style of acting has always been unconstrained and unconstrained, and he is not bound by general morality and law.

But what is certain is that whoever treats him well will be treated well by him.

If it wasn't for Leshan who knew him very early and helped him many times before he made a fortune, he might not even be able to enter this door.

For Zhang Jue, the relationship between him and the administration is always just a mutual use, and this has not changed from the beginning to the end.

And Zhang Jue has helped the Administration to tide over the difficulties many times, and he does not owe the Administration any favors.

Even in the last disaster, if Zhang Jue hadn't turned the tide at the end and asked the upper-level narrator to return the timeline to before the end, most people in this world would have died.

Now that the apocalypse is over and the Administration has not suffered any losses, a problem that has been suppressed for a long time has been placed before the thirteen administrators of the Administration.

How to deal with Zhang Jue?

Zhang Jue has been in this world for several years, and the administrators have discussed this issue more than once, but at that time, the end is approaching, and most people are unwilling to make such a strong enemy again.

Now times have changed and the world is back on track.

So what should Zhang Jue, the X factor beyond the control of the Administration, do?

Although most people believe that Zhang Jue will not be harmful to humans, who can guarantee that he will not suddenly go crazy?

What the Administration can do is to monitor him and never let him out of sight.

And more importantly, at the end of the last apocalypse, what kind of deal did he reach with the upper-level narrator, and what is the direction of this world?

When the administration sent someone to contact him, his unpredictable side was revealed. In the past two years, none of the employees of the administration was able to have a good conversation with him, let alone inquire about any news.

Those employees in the administration who were close to Zhang Jue, such as Smith and Guan Peng, as well as the Antimemetics Department, have completely become his disciples.

As a last resort, the administration had no choice but to ask Leshan to act.

After the apocalypse, Leshan handed over all the power under his control to No. 1, which in exchange for No. 1's absolute trust.

She handed over the successor she chose to Leshan for training.

This incident let her know that at certain times, the wisdom of the East seems to be more useful.

After repeated requests from No. 1, Leshan had no choice but to agree to come and catch up with Zhang Jue.

He knew very well in his heart that Zhang Jue was willing to meet him because he recognized him as a friend, but if he opened his mouth to discuss business, the two parties were no longer friends, but opponents sitting on both sides of the negotiating table.

The current Zhang Jue not only has terrifying strength and masters all the secrets, but also has a large number of abnormal items in his pocket.

It can be said that he is the most powerful abnormal creature other than the upper narrator.

The Bureau couldn't even locate him, let alone take him into custody.

But no matter what, the Lingwu Council must come and give it a try.

In contrast, Zhang Jue was very clear about their thoughts.

Of course, he didn't intend to talk to them either.

If the person who came today wasn't Leshan, he wouldn't even be interested in showing up.

Le Shan was well aware of his temper, so when he finished saying this, he just sighed.

Zhang Jue smiled and asked about Leshan's situation in the past two years.

After Angelo was taken into custody, No. 2 also retired, and the next generation of talents in the management bureau withered, and No. 1 relied heavily on Leshan.

Although he is not in charge of specific affairs, he has the right to speak in some major decisions, and he seems to be the mainstay of the Administration Bureau, which can be regarded as the realization of his ideal in life.

Zhang Jue nodded with a smile.

Zhang Jue kept them for dinner in the villa, and sent the two of them out of the villa at sunset.

After sending Leshan away, Zhang Jue sat on the sofa in his living room, silent.

Yang Xue came down from upstairs with her hand in hand, and handed him a glass of freshly squeezed juice.

Although there is 214 at home, Yang Xue never likes to use that thing.

Zhang Jue has a carefree personality, and ordinary things will not change his mood, but the arrival of Leshan seems to have affected him.

Zhang Jue took the juice, gulped it down, then smiled and pulled Yang Xue onto his lap to sit down.

He put his ear on Yang Xue's lower abdomen: Come on, wife, let me hear about our daughter.

It's only been less than two months, how can there be any movement?

Yang Xue gently stroked his hair, with a soft maternal radiance on his face.

Why is it a girl, don't you like boys?

It's better to be a girl. If you can't control having a boy, it's too fucking bad to harm someone else's girl. Anyone who dares to come to our girl's idea, I will destroy him humanely.

As if thinking of something, Yang Xue laughed.

Karina called me last night and said she and Shirley would be back next week.

Zhang Jue raised his head and looked at Yang Xue suspiciously: Why do they only call you? Did you reach some ulterior deal?

Yang Xue looked at him, and couldn't hide the smile on her face: Guess?

The two were talking when there was a squeak.

A blond woman watched them timidly from behind an upstairs bedroom door.

Yang Xue smiled at her: Sister, come here.

The woman blinked her big eyes, then wriggled her body and came downstairs.

Although she has lived for a while, she is still not quite used to the environment here.

Yang Xue took her hand and said: Sister, don't be afraid, if he bullies you, you can come to me.

166 glanced at Zhang Jue and nodded shyly.

...

At six o'clock in the morning, the sun has just exposed its forehead, and the sleeping people have not yet woken up.

In a wheat field, a man's scream suddenly sounded in the quiet villa.

ah!!!!!

The door of the villa was pushed open, and a man with a topless body and boxers underneath rushed out like crazy.

His eyes were terrified, and he kept patting his back.

A huge cockroach was lying on his back, shaking constantly with his movements.

The cockroach was more than half a meter long, and it was very scary.

The man was so frightened that he rolled on the ground, as if he wanted to crush it to death, and the two sides became entangled.

Cluck cluck—

Not long after, a woman's silver bell-like laughter sounded from above her head.

The man froze for a moment, only to realize that two women, one big and one small, were floating in the air, looking down at him from above.

Karina covered her mouth with one hand, looking quite uncomfortable, even Shirley, who always had a cold expression, twitched the corners of her mouth.

Seeing their expressions, Zhang Jue suddenly felt something was wrong. He touched it with his hand, only to realize that the huge cockroach stuck behind him was actually a plush toy.

Seeing Karina's smug expression, she didn't know it was her masterpiece, and immediately cursed: Karina, I can't stop talking to you!

Karina in the air chuckled: It's never over, you said it.

After the catastrophe ended, Karina wanted to go out to travel around the world, and Shirley went with her.

When these two women were together, even the Administration Bureau couldn't do anything about them, so Zhang Jue wasn't worried.

Now more than two years later, they finally came back.

On this day, Zhang Jue's villa became lively after a long absence.

Those who are related to him are invited to this gathering.

After the apocalypse, everyone gathered together like this for the first time.

Zhang Lei took some members of the Hongying team and the Black Pearl team to catch voles in the wheat field.

Smith, Guan Peng, and Du Jingtian were sitting in the pavilion outside fighting the landlord, their faces covered with notes.

Yu Hongzhi and Simmons played chess on the sidelines.

Zhang Jue stood with his shoulders crossed, looked left and right, and occasionally made a bad move.

Old Smith was fishing by himself in the lake behind.

The women are busy in the villa.

There are servants in the villa, but it's better to cook this kind of meal by yourself.

Soon it was noon.

Yang Xue said hello, and everyone returned to the villa.

There were more than 20 people at the two tables, all of whom were Zhang Jue's confidantes.

It was half past one in the afternoon, and everyone was already hungry.

There are more than a dozen dishes, large and small, on the two tables, which are very rich.

To be reasonable, including Yang Xue and Ning Suiyu, these girls actually don't know how to cook, and Karina, Xueli, and 166 have never even touched kitchen utensils.

But after all, there are professional chefs in the villa. With their help, the two tables of Chinese and Western dishes still look very appetizing.

Zhang Jue took the main seat.

On his left is Yang Xue, and on his right is Xue Li.

On Yang Xue's left is the succubus little sister, and on Shirley's right is Karina.

Further down, Guan Peng, Smith, Old Smith, Du Jingtian, Yu Hongzhi and Luo Lisi sat in turn.

According to the usual practice, before the banquet, as the host, Zhang Jue should say something.

But he never played cards according to the routine, so he turned his eyes and focused on Yu Hongzhi and Luo Lisi.

The Antimemetics Department managed by them has now become the core force in Zhang Jue's hands.

I said you two, do you have something to say to me?

Yu Hongzhi glanced at Zhang Jue, but hesitated to speak.

Although he grew up in the West, he retains the reserve and shyness of an Easterner in his bones.

On the contrary, Luo Lisi said generously: Consultant Zhang, we are getting married, please be our witness when the time comes.

Zhang Jue didn't answer her, but instead smiled and said, Okay, Yu Hongzhi, I asked you to help me manage the antimemetics department, but your kid gave me a guard and a thief. Tell me, how will you be punished?

Yu Hongzhi blushed, but boldly said: I didn't guard myself, I really like Luo Lisi!

Stop talking nonsense, come on, come on, three glasses of wine!

Everyone laughed and rushed to pour wine for Yu Hongzhi. On days like this, everyone was happy to watch the excitement.

After Zhang Jue finished pitting Yu Hongzhi, he looked at Guan Peng again.

Old Guan, I heard that you recently got very close to Mrs. Zhou, who is dancing in the square next door. When will I also be your wedding witness?

Guan Peng was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't expect the fire to reach his head, so he quickly waved his hands: Don't, don't, I haven't written the horoscope yet, don't make trouble for me.

Zhang Jue laughed: Understood, you can speak up whenever you need me, and I will be your wingman. The brat in her family had a fight with her classmates two days ago, and I helped settle it.

Karina didn't know the reason, and asked in puzzlement, How did you settle it?

Yang Xue said angrily: The school wanted to find a parent, so he pretended to be an uncle for others, and finally let the head teacher find out.

Accident, it was pure accident, Lao Guan, believe that I'm always right. Zhang Jue laughed, seeing that all the dishes had been served, he shouted: Let's eat!

He was about to move his chopsticks, but Shirley who was sitting beside him stopped him with her hand.

Zhang Jue looked at her puzzled.

Karina laughed and said, Don't move your chopsticks in a hurry, you can only eat after passing our test.

test?

Zhang Jue was at a loss.

Karina clapped her hands, and the servant came over pushing the dining cart again.

There are five small plates on the dining car, red and yellow, full of aroma, and they are all scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

As we all know, Zhang Jue loves to eat scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

He wondered that there was no such dish at the banquet, it seemed that this was premeditated.

After the servant put all five plates of scrambled eggs with tomatoes on the table, Karina smiled and said, Brother Zhang Jue, here are five plates of scrambled eggs with tomatoes, one of which is made by sister Yang Xue, and the other four are made by us. Yes, can you guess which one she fired?

Zhang Jue turned his eyes, and there happened to be five women sitting beside him.

No wonder they didn't know how to cook and they were busy in the kitchen. It turned out that this was the idea.

What if I guess wrong? Zhang Jue asked.

Ning Suiyu smiled and said: We have already discussed with sister Yang Xue, if you can't guess, today's meal will not be for you.

Not eating is a small matter, but offending your wife is a big matter.

Outsiders think that he sits and enjoys the blessings of everyone, but the red flag at home is not down, and the colorful flags are fluttering outside.

Zhang Jue glanced at Yang Xue pitifully, the two looked at each other, and Yang Xue smiled at him.

He whispered: Can you give me some hints?

Before Yang Xue could speak, Karina immediately said, Sister, we agreed not to cheat.

Yang Xue spread her hands to Zhang Jue, her expression resembled him very much.

The elders at the other table also laughed and gathered around when they heard this.

Watching the excitement is not afraid of big things, and there are not many times when you can see the omnipotent Consultant Zhang being deflated.

Consultant Zhang, in my opinion, Dr. Yang may not have fired these five games. Du Jingtian put his arms around his shoulders to offer advice.

Smith nodded: Maybe all five sets were made by Dr. Yang.

Guan Peng smiled and said, Maybe it's two sets, or three sets?

Everyone, you talk to each other and give him bad ideas.

Zhang Jue quickly waved his hands and asked them to stand aside: Go, go, what do a team of elders know!

Speaking of cooking, Zhang Jue is not very good at cooking, but when it comes to eating scrambled eggs with tomatoes, he is an expert.

The tomatoes and eggs he had eaten could almost circle around Jiangzhou city.

But this time, he was really embarrassed.

Five plates of scrambled eggs with tomatoes are placed in front of them, all of which are the same.

This dish is difficult to say, anyone can fry it well, but it is definitely not easy to say simple, the same ingredients, the taste can be very different.

Tomatoes that are too sour are not good, nor are they too sweet. Eggs that are too soft are not good, nor are they too hard.

Among them, the heat is a style for each person.

Yang Xue is not a housewife. She has her own pursuits and ideas. She mostly does experiments and rarely cooks.

Even Zhang Jue rarely gets to taste her craftsmanship.

These five similar-looking scrambled eggs with tomatoes were placed in front of him. It was hard to say whether Zhang Jue could taste them.

Still the same sentence, even if he really made the wrong choice, there will be no substantial punishment, and Yang Xue will not be unhappy because of it.

But his reputation as a consultant Zhang is about to be ruined, that's not okay!

Zhang Jue's face was serious, more serious than ever.

He first looked around a few dishes, then smelled them one by one, and finally tasted them all again, in order to judge which one was the masterpiece of Dr. Yang Da from all aspects and levels of color, fragrance and taste.

Time passed by, and three minutes flew by. Seeing Zhang Jue's solemn expression, Karina became playful and asked with a smile, How is it, Zhang, can you tell which one is made by my sister Yang Xue?

Zhang Jue ignored her and glanced back and forth on the five plates.

Shirley hugged her shoulders and snorted: If you can't guess, don't pretend.

Ning Suiyu pinched the stopwatch at the side.

5, 4, 3, 2, 1—

I see!

The two spoke almost simultaneously.

Zhang Jue nodded and gave the answer.

this.

He pointed to the second plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes on the left and said.

This is it!

Everyone looked at each other, even the five women didn't know where the waiter put the plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes made by Yang Xue.

But it can't be messed up, because the bottom of the plate is marked.

you sure?

Karina laughed.

Zhang Jue gritted his teeth: I'm sure! Open the market!

Okay! Karina clapped her hands, and the plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes that Zhang Jue pointed to floated into the air.

Everyone looked up, only to see a small Yang written on the bottom of the plate with eyebrow pencil.

Zhang Jue guessed right.

This dish is exactly what Yang Xue made.

He laughed.

I just said, why can't I taste the dishes my wife cooks? You guys underestimate me too much! Who am I? I'm the famous consultant Zhang Da!

Seeing his complacent appearance, everyone laughed along with him.

With Zhang Jue, there is never a lack of happy things.

This meal was a feast for the guests and the host. The women left the table after eating, and the remaining group of men drank and punched until dusk.

Zhang Jue has already become a god, and his physique will not be drunk at all.

But at this time, he will not use divine power to dissolve the alcohol, and everyone likes to drink him, so he is already a little drunk.

After seeing off Smith and others, he fell asleep.

It was already dark when I woke up.

The cold moonlight sprinkled on the floor through the window, a piece of silvery white.

Zhang Jue lay on the bed, slowly opened his eyes, and found Yang Xue sitting beside him, looking at the night sky outside.

Seemingly sensing something, Yang Xue looked down.

The eyes of the two were intertwined, neither of them spoke, and they held hands together.

After a while, Yang Xue said softly: How long have you been here?

I don't remember, it's been a long time.

It's been a long time. I still remember that Dr. Li hated you very much at that time.

Wow, if you don't tell me, I almost forgot about this person.

How do you know that I made the plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes?

It's too salty, hiss—light—

Yang Xue withdrew her hand from his waist and gave him a blank look.

Zhang Jue smiled and pulled her into his arms.

The two hugged each other, looking at the moonlight outside the window.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

Yang Xue lay on his chest, listening to his strong heartbeat, and said: Sometimes, I feel like I just met you yesterday, and every time I think of so many things that happened, I feel unreal. I'm afraid that when I wake up, you will disappear.

No. Zhang Jue stroked her cloudy blue hair, It's over.

Yeah, it's over.

The two slowly closed their eyes.

...

The next moment, it suddenly opened.

Both pairs of eyes were dazzled.

Looking out at the night sky.

After a while, there was a knock on the door.

Shirley and Karina enter the house.

The eyes of the four people intertwined, and then looked out of the window again.

Another two minutes later, Ning Suiyu escorted 166 and rushed over from the bedroom.

They also seemed to sense something.

The surrounding temperature is getting lower and lower, and the cold moonlight outside is getting brighter and brighter.

The air seemed to freeze.

I thought it was over, but in fact, it was far from it.

Looking at the gradually growing five-pointed star in the night sky, Zhang Jue laughed and then sighed.

He really won't let me go so easily. He shrugged his shoulders, his expression seemed a little helpless, Forget it, who made me the invincible Consultant Zhang.

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