I’m In Charge of SCP

After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Jue woke up clutching his head, feeling pain like a frame falling apart.

He knew that Shirley's self-healing ability saved his life again.

It was dark all around, but fortunately the flashlight and backpack fell beside him.

The quality of the flashlight distributed by SCP was not bad. He picked it up and tapped it twice in his hand, and the flashlight turned on again.

The place where he fell was a huge black cave with very neat edges. It was definitely not formed naturally, but it didn't look like artificial carving.

If the place where he fell was Changbai Mountain, he would probably look carefully to see if there is a little brother in black squatting in any corner.

But this is the Alps, and this is the world of SCPs.

So there is a high probability that what he sees after a while is not the bronze door, but an SCP item.

...

If what he expected was right, this should be the inside of the dragon's lair.

In fact, he has always been a little strange.

According to the information provided by the GOC, when they found the dragon, its wingspan was only a few meters.

Under their constant torture, the dragon's wingspan finally reached an astonishing three hundred meters, turning from a small dragon into a real behemoth.

So the question is, how did its nest grow with it?

Is there a special construction team here to tailor it?

This is of course impossible.

Zhang Jue was thinking about these boring questions while walking in the cave.

Probably this giant dragon has the ability to expand space.

The place where Zhang Jue fell was at the end of a cave, so he had no choice but to head towards the interior of the mountain.

If it was an ordinary person, walking in such a dark cave, it would be considered courageous not to be so frightened that his legs softened.

But as I said before, due to hereditary reasons, Zhang Jue was not very sensitive to the emotion of fear, so he walked in this dark cave like a tourist.

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At this time, he hummed the childish song he was good at again, of course not because he was afraid, but this time he came out in a hurry and forgot to bring melon seeds.

Zhang Jue walked all the way, and after walking out of the long corridor, a vast space suddenly appeared in front of him. Zhang Jue took a rough photo with a flashlight, and the whole space was probably as big as several football fields.

According to normal building construction, such a large space should have load-bearing columns, but there is nothing similar here.

The whole space seems to have been pulled out from the inside of the mountain by an unknown force.

This should be the place where the giant dragon rests, and it really cannot be guessed by common sense.

From this point of view, the dragon should not be in this lair at this time.

When the danger was lifted, Zhang Jue breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked around and found another passage at the back of the space.

The passage was dark and hidden, and Zhang Jue had a faint feeling that if there was really a secret in this giant dragon, there might be some clues in it.

He was hesitating whether to go in, when suddenly his foot slipped, as if he stepped on something, it was round.

Zhang Jue picked it up and found that it was a pen.

My good fellow, someone got there first, needless to say, it must be someone from the Serpent's Hand.

There is no need to hesitate now, no matter whether there is danger inside, he must go and see.

He adjusted the brightness of the flashlight to the lowest level, walked lightly, and walked deep into the cave step by step.

...

Different from what he imagined, the cave is very long and the space inside is very large. After walking for nearly 20 minutes, he still couldn’t find the end. The rocks on both sides were gradually replaced by transparent crystals, emitting a dark blue light. He turned the flashlight turn off,

It does not affect the vision of the eyes at all.

It seems to be some kind of mineral vein, Zhang Jue was thinking, when suddenly there was a scent from the front of the cave, the scent of wine.

Even though Zhang Jue himself is not a drinker, he can tell from the strong aroma that it is definitely a rare good wine in the world.

Hi--good wine, good wine! Why don't you have a drink, young man?

A stone table suddenly appeared in front of him, and a burly man was sitting beside the stone table, holding a jar of wine in his hand, and the rich aroma of the wine was emitted from the jar.

The big man poured the wine into a big bowl, and the aroma of the wine overflowed.

He pushed the bowl in front of Zhang Jue: Young man, are you thirsty? Come and have a drink!

A liquor seller suddenly appeared in this dark corridor. This scene was so unacceptable, but Zhang Jue's head suddenly froze for a while, and he didn't give any warning at all, as if that person should appear in There.

After traveling all the way, Zhang Jue was indeed a little tired. A sip of wine could effectively dispel this feeling, but the habits that had been engraved in his bones were not lost because of the sluggish thinking.

He asked, How much is a bowl of this wine?

The big man smiled and said: No money, young man, just drink it! It's delicious in the world!

Zhang Jue said again: What is the production date of your wine? What is the shelf life? Are there any additives?

Er— The man who sold the wine was momentarily at a loss for words.

Is it not good to drink? Is it refundable? If there is a problem with drinking, will you be compensated? Isn't it blended with industrial alcohol?

... Can't communicate at all.

The more Zhang Jue talked, the more he got more and more biased. At one moment, he wanted to see the big man's sanitation permit, and at the same time he wanted to see his business license, but he didn't touch the wine bowl in front of him.

The fine wine that can make countless people crazy for it seems to be similar to the fake wine on a certain treasure in front of his eyes.

The man selling wine slapped the table: Are you drinking or not!

Zhang Jue looked at him blankly: You want me to drink, you can tell me if you want me to drink, how do I know you want me to drink if you don't tell me, although you looked at me sincerely, but If you don't tell me, how do I know that you want me to drink...

Zhang Jue talked a lot of nonsense to himself, and the wine seller covered his forehead, as if he had a headache, and then disappeared with the wine table.

After the wine table disappeared, Zhang Jue's mind seemed to clear up a bit. He was about to move forward when he heard a charming voice from behind: Hey, handsome guy, can you help me?

If the voice of the woman in black that Zhang Jue met before had four plus signs, then this voice is just a lot more.

Zhang Jue turned mechanically and found a bed behind him.

A voluptuous woman was lying sideways on the bed with only a thin layer of gauze covering her body.

The woman stretched out her finger and ticked him: Handsome guy, can you help me, the thing on my chest is too heavy.

As she spoke, she deliberately shook twice.

The woman's appearance and figure are impeccable, and her charming appearance can drive any normal male animal crazy.

Note the premise - normal male animals.

Whether Zhang Jue is included in this list remains to be seen.

You want to sleep with me? Zhang Jue asked directly.

Why, handsome guy, don't you want to? The woman licked her lips, her blood spurting like that.

But Zhang Jue was unmoved at all, with dead eyes: Ah, it's not impossible, but as we all know, I'm not a casual person. Before we have in-depth communication, I have to confirm one thing.

The woman fiddled with the tulle she wore on her body: Handsome guy, a spring night is worth a thousand dollars, what do you want to confirm?

Zhang Jue looked expectant and asked, Beauty, can you make scrambled eggs with tomatoes?