I’m In Charge of SCP

Say, what's his name?

In the dark hut, Yang Xue was tied to a chair with electrodes attached to her arms, like a critically ill patient.

A man in a black hood stood in front of her with a whip in his hand.

Dr. Yang, as long as you tell that person's name, I'll let you go, how about it? the interrogator tried to persuade.

Dream! Yang Xue scolded, I won't say it even if I die!

It's such a boring line, stop watching those useless TV shows, how can I be willing to let you die.

The interrogator sneered and pressed the switch of the remote control in his hand.

A current passed through Yang Xue's body.

Yang Xue's whole body was shaking uncontrollably, almost dying of pain.

She gripped the arm of the chair tightly, her fingertips began to turn white, and her hair was soaked in sweat, but she didn't make a sound from the beginning to the end.

Heh, the mouth is still quite tough. The interrogator increased the voltage, I don't believe that you can't be cured.

Well--

Yang Xue made a painful sound in her throat, and the executioner laughed wildly: How about it, it's cool now, tell me, as long as you tell that person's name, I will let you go immediately.

I - wouldn't - say -

The current continued to increase, and Yang Xue's consciousness was still blurred, but she never gave in.

After another half a minute, she rolled her eyes and passed out.

The interrogator quickly pressed the stop button, and removed the electrodes attached to Yang Xue's body one by one.

If it continues like this, it will really kill people.

He carried Yang Xue on his back, apparently wanting to take her out for treatment.

at this time.

A dagger rested on his neck, and the hand holding the knife was slender and trembling slightly.

Yang Xue's weak voice came from beside her ear: I...I won...

Seeing that Yang Xue was still conscious, the interrogator froze for a moment, then shook his head and put Yang Xue on the stool again.

Then, he took off the hood - the person inside turned out to be Zhang Jue.

Zhang Jue looked at Yang Xue who was already very weak, and sighed, Why are you doing this?

Yang Xue was panting heavily, the blow just now had already exhausted all her strength.

She said word by word: I, I said, I want to become... strong... I don't want... to be your burden...

What a stubborn chick.

Zhang Jue no longer knew what to say about her.

In order to exercise his willpower, he even took the initiative to ask Zhang Jue to interrogate her in the same way as a prisoner.

In the past few days, she survived water torture, starvation torture, and this time, electric torture again.

Zhang Jue tried his best to make her succumb.

Zhang Jue had no doubt that even if he used the skill of burning, this chick would definitely be able to bear it.

I have to say that in terms of enduring pain, at some point, a man may really be inferior to a woman—especially a stubborn woman.

After a while, when Yang Xue regained some strength, Zhang Jue still helped her to go to the hospital on site for a checkup, and after confirming that there were no sequelae left, she was relieved.

Because they came here frequently these days, the doctors in the infirmary looked at them both a little strangely.

Zhang Jue even heard the other party and the little nurse muttering words like domestic violence. If Yang Xue hadn't stopped him, he would have wanted to beat up that doctor a long time ago.

It must be because I am handsome!

He is jealous of me!

...

In fact, Yang Xue did not do this on a whim.

She learned from Zhang Jue.

After passing out due to excessive use of abilities at the last school celebration, Zhang Jue learned from the painful experience and decided to exercise his mental power.

And the way he exercises is also very special - without sleep.

without the help of others,

He relied entirely on his willpower to achieve the feat of three days without sleep.

If it was an ordinary person, he would have been sent to the hospital long ago due to brain damage. Zhang Jue relied on his self-healing ability to die infinitely, boasting that he could not sleep for a year.

Until one day, Xiao Liu in the laboratory said with a smile: Consultant Zhang, your hairline seems to be a little bit backward.

Zhang Jue let out an ah, and immediately ran back to his room, studied in front of the mirror for a long time, and let out a long sigh of relief after confirming that the other party was joking.

But in the end, this incident made him give up this naive approach.

Nothing is more important than his hair.

...

In the past few months, in addition to practicing martial arts and exercising mental strength, Zhang Jue has also done a very important thing.

——He studied the reality extractor carefully.

During the site14 hacking incident, this thing saved his life, and indirectly saved the lives of hundreds of thousands of people around Jiangzhou City.

After many experiments, he already knew the general usage of this thing—as long as he concentrated and imagined what he wanted or the picture, this thing like a detonator could help him realize it to a certain extent.

For example, he can conjure a hamburger out of thin air, or make a table disappear - but his experiments with all living things have failed.

At present, he can make things the size of a room disappear at most.

In addition, he also noticed that the use of the reality extractor has a CD (cooling time) - when he used it once, it would take nearly 20 hours before he could continue to use it for the second time.

Although the Reality Extractor has various deficiencies, Zhang Jue still carries it with him as the ultimate move to make a comeback.

Especially now that he has the different space ability of SCP106 (scary old man), he usually puts the reality extractor in the different space, and then summons it when he needs to use it, which can definitely give the enemy a big surprise.

And he finally remembered that the kind 106 seemed to want him to present a bouquet of flowers to someone.

If I had known it would be good to let Leshan do the work for me, now I can only find some opportunity by myself.

In this way, Zhang Jue thought that his life would be peaceful for a while.

But things backfired. On this day, an unexpected visitor came to site14.

After the stationmaster Huang personally received him, he also called Zhang Jue to the reception room.

Zhang Jue opened the door and saw a white and thin European.

When he saw Zhang Jue, he smiled and held out his hand: Consultant Zhang, hello, my name is Haier, and I'm from site 17.

Chinese is good.

Zhang Jue shrugged, reached out and shook his hand.

A bad premonition lingered in my heart.

Several people were seated.

Hayle continued the conversation with Huang Xingwen just now.

Station Master Huang, the purpose of my coming to CN this time is to invite Consultant Zhang to accompany me to site17. We need his help. I wonder if it is convenient.

This... Huang Xingwen paused, did not answer directly, but looked at Zhang Jue and asked what he meant.

Zhang Jue is a special advisor, directly affiliated to the O5 council, even if Huang Xingwen wants to sell his favor, he can't command him.

I don't want to go. Zhang Jue refused without thinking.

He always felt that there was a pit waiting for him ahead.

Hayer was taken aback for a moment, never expecting that Zhang Jue would refuse so simply.

Consultant Zhang, as a member of the SCP Foundation, it is our duty to help each other—

Zhang Jue spread his hands: It's not that I don't want to help you - the main thing is that I'm very busy now. I eat, sleep and beat Doudou every day. By the way, I can comfort the young hearts of those injured women in the site. I don't have time to travel abroad -

Ha-il argued: Consultant Zhang, how can you be overwhelmed by these things—

Stop! Zhang Jue made a still movement, How to go to work is my business, you don't care about it, now, you have five seconds to convince me, otherwise I'm going to shit—— Four--

As Zhang Jue spoke, he began to count. Hayer froze on the spot, unable to adapt to Zhang Jue's style at all.

three two--

Just when Zhang Jue was about to count to one, Haier hurriedly shouted: SCP053 said she wants to see you!

What did you say? Zhang Jue frowned, his face gradually darkened.

Seeing that he finally stopped counting down, Hayle took a deep breath and said, SCP-053, that little girl, she wants to see you.