I’m In Charge of SCP

The huge cocoon was suspended in the air, expanding and shrinking regularly, as if it could breathe.

What's this? Why did such a thing appear in Shirley's subconscious?

Zhang Jue looked at it for a long time, but didn't have a clue.

He looked around.

In fact, he has long noticed that this is an abandoned city with a huge scale. It was estimated that it could accommodate hundreds of thousands of residents in its heyday.

And the altar under his feet is even more amazing, with intricate inscriptions carved on each step, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a work of art.

People usually keep the most impressive things in their subconscious. Could it be that Shirley has seen this place before, or been here?

So what is inside this huge cocoon in the center of the altar?

Zhang Jue approached cautiously.

Watch it breathe in and out.

Every step closer, Zhang Jue felt that the oppression he was receiving became more and more serious, as if a huge energy was constantly pouring out of the cocoon.

He could even see a black aura gushing out of it.

Needless to say, the things inside are by no means easy to mess with.

Shirley is fighting this thing?

Zhang Jue frowned.

If the things inside come out, with his current strength, it is estimated that he can only be killed in seconds.

Zhang Jue was in a trance when he suddenly heard some rustling noises, like the sound of glass breaking.

He searched left and right, and finally found that the shell of the cocoon was breaking into pieces, and the black breath kept gushing out from the inside.

Fuck?!

I'm really afraid of something.

One second before, Zhang Jue was still thinking about whether to fight it to the death to crack Tuo Xueli, but the next second, the other party satisfied Zhang Jue's request.

Crack, click, click—

The fragments of the cocoon continued to peel off, and the black breath became more and more intense.

Before he had time to think, Zhang Jue ran away.

But it was too late.

The black aura soon filled the entire altar, and Zhang Jue felt that it was difficult for him to breathe.

Those black breaths transformed into various shapes, constantly torturing his body and spirit.

Zhang Jue felt that his head was being eaten by countless bugs. He knew it was an illusion, but he couldn't resist it at all.

He wanted to call out to Cain, but found that he couldn't make any sound, and all his abilities had failed.

Soon, Zhang Jue's consciousness was overwhelmed by the dark breath.

...

There was a dead silence all around.

Zhang Jue didn't know where he was.

Is it life or death now?

Is this hell or heaven?

His consciousness was floating in nothingness.

There seems to be no concept of space and time here.

I do not know how long it has been.

He found that there was a little light not far ahead.

In this nothingness, it is so conspicuous.

He tried his best to drift towards the place where the light was shining.

After an unknown amount of time, he finally arrived at the place where the light radiated.

It was a stone, a red stone.

This thing is so familiar.

His consciousness kept tumbling.

This seems to be his stuff.

It's Dragonglass!

This is the dragon crystal that 3844 gave him!

...

Holding the dragon crystal in his hand, Zhang Jue returned to the center of the altar again!

Those black evil auras still surrounded him tightly, but they could no longer cause any harm to him.

Golden rays of light emanated from his surroundings, shielding all the black aura from his body.

He remembered what 3844 said before he died.

Hopefully it will help you when something unfortunate happens.

Zhang Jue's body is protected by Shirley's self-healing ability,

It's hard to die.

But his mental strength has never been systematically trained, which is his shortcoming.

Come to Shirley's subconscious this time to fight this unknown monster.

This is in someone else's home court, using one's own weaknesses to attack the other's strengths - the jargon is called death.

He never thought that this dragon crystal could actually enhance his spiritual power!

Zhang Jue has never felt so powerful.

...

The outer shell of the cocoon is still peeling off.

In this way, within a few minutes, the contents will come out.

Zhang Jue only got angry for a while, and the sweat on his face came out again-obviously, even with the protection of the dragon crystal, the things sealed inside the cocoon could still crush him.

To flee or to fight, that is the question.

At this moment, with the protection of the dragon crystal, he can retreat completely.

But instead of being resolved, Shirley's problems got worse.

It seems that there is no other choice.

Zhang Jue snorted, squeezed his wrist, and prepared to fight.

A little girl's voice came from behind him.

Brother Zhang Jue—

Zhang Jue turned around in surprise and found that Shirley had come to him at some point.

He hurriedly said: Xue Li? Why are you here! It's dangerous here, hurry up!

Shirley shook her head, not listening to him for the first time.

This is her subconscious, she naturally has the absolute right to speak.

Brother Zhang Jue, why are you so nice to me? the little girl asked.

Hearing Shirley's question, Zhang Jue froze for a moment.

Then, as usual, he rubbed Shirley's little head.

Because you are my sister.

Shirley lowered her head, tears dripping from the corners of her eyes.

Ever since she could remember, everyone was afraid of her and regarded her as a monster.

Those who are not afraid of her are also using her, or using her as a research object, an experimental object.

No one has ever sincerely regarded her as a person.

Only Zhang Jue.

This big brother who loves to tell jokes treats her like a normal person.

He even regarded her as a relative.

The only relative.

Shirley is young.

But who treats her well, she naturally knows clearly.

Zhang Jue was willing to take risks for her, even risking his life.

But how could she have the heart to let her only brother die?

So she came too.

Shirley raised her head and looked at Zhang Jue.

Those bright eyes were the same as when Zhang Jue saw her just now.

Brother Zhang Jue, do you remember Shirley? she asked.

The black breath under his feet became more and more intense, and the monster inside the cocoon seemed to be coming out soon.

Zhang Jue looked at Shirley: What stupid things are you talking about? How can a brother not remember his sister?

Um!

The little girl nodded heavily, as if she had made up her mind, she laughed again.

Seeing the little girl's bright smile, Zhang Jue's heart skipped a beat, and a bad premonition lingered in his heart.

Sure enough, the little girl let go of his hand and took a step forward.

what are you doing?

Zhang Jue wanted to hold her back, but suddenly found that he couldn't move.

In Shirley's subconscious mind, she is the master.

Xue Li smiled bitterly: Brother Zhang Jue, Xue Li only has you as a family member, don't forget Xue Li.

At this time, the outer shell of the cocoon has almost completely peeled off, revealing the dark things inside.

Shirley took one last look at Zhang Jue, smiled, and took a step forward with her petite body, merging with the black mist.

Shirley!!!

Zhang Jue roared loudly, and his voice echoed in the altar.

The black mist gradually dissipated, but Shirley was no longer seen.