I’m In Charge of SCP

Two tigers, two tigers, falling in love, falling in love, both of them are male, both of them are male, what a pervert, what a pervert—

Two days later, Zhang Jue was sitting on the roof terrace of site 17, humming songs that were not suitable for children.

His feet were hanging outside the building, echoing non-stop, like a primary school student playing by the river.

Holding a piece of A4 paper in his hand, he seemed to be folding something.

Young man, you are in a good mood.

SCP-343 sat next to him at some point.

Zhang Jue focused on the origami in his hand without squinting.

Old man, since you call yourself a god, you must have the consciousness of a god. It doesn't matter if you come and go without a trace. It's not good to scare others.

343 looked at him: Then are you scared?

Me? Zhang Jue smiled, It doesn't matter if you are a god or a ghost, things that can scare me don't exist in any world.

343 looked him up and down.

Young man, you seem to be stronger than when I first met you.

343 is called God by people, we will not say whether he is really a God, but his strength is beyond doubt.

Since he said so, Zhang Jue couldn't help but feel a little proud.

During this trip to Europe, he not only got a dragon crystal from 3844, but also acquired the abilities of Cain and Abel, which can be said to be a lot of gains.

The only fly in the ointment was that he failed to solve Shirley's problem, and the little girl fell into a deep sleep.

But he has already thought about it, as long as he continues to become stronger, it will be a matter of time to wake up Shirley, there is no need to rush for this moment.

The A4 paper in his hand had turned into a paper airplane. He put it in front of his mouth and groaned, then threw it down the building with all his might.

The paper airplane draws a beautiful arc, and I don't know where it will eventually fly.

As the paper airplane disappeared from sight, Zhang Jue turned around and looked at SCP343 with strange eyes.

Old man, I always feel that you have tricked me.

343 is always so calm, the appearance of an expert in the world.

He smiled: God, I never and don't need to plot against mortals.

It's better like this. Zhang Jue stared into his eyes, Otherwise, even if it's a 'god', I'll kill you.

...

After a few days of repairs, the Area25 site has resumed normal operations.

During this period, Colonel James had always hoped that Zhang Jue could formally accept the gratitude from the staff in the site.

If there is no Zhang Jue, he can only press the nuclear explosion button.

But several of his requests were rejected by Zhang Jue.

Just like when he was at site14, Zhang Jue always believes that the smooth running of the world is due to those ordinary researchers. They are the mainstay of the foundation, and they don't need to thank anyone.

It is worth mentioning that the young eagle team chasing SCP-105 (Yiwei) finally returned without success, and the little girl has disappeared into the sea of ​​people.

For a scout who has served in the MTF and has special abilities, it is too easy to evade their pursuit.

As long as that little girl Yuanwei hides honestly, the Foundation will probably never find her for the rest of her life.

But she probably just wanted to break away from the foundation and gain freedom, so Zhang Jue didn't intend to do anything about it.

A few days later, Harvey, who was negotiating with the Serpent's Hand and the GOC in Italy, also finished his work and hurried back to site17.

Seeing Zhang Jue, he laughed and hugged him warmly.

I don't know how many good things this smiling tiger has cheated the GOC.

After Harvey's report, Zhang Jue was the host, invited Harvey, Hayle, and Clement to a meal, and expressed his gratitude to the three of them.

At that time, he had just arrived, and without the full support of these three, some work would have been difficult to carry out.

But this kind of situation no longer exists. The current Site17 site, Zhang Jue is quite famous.

Whenever his name is mentioned, everyone will show a tacit smile.

It made Zhang Jue not dare to go to Cain to talk about history.

During the dinner, Zhang Jue asked Claremont about the headquarters.

Claremont was a senior researcher at the headquarters before he airborne to site 17, so he knew some secrets about the headquarters very well.

Which supervisor and which supervisor are rivals in love, which doctor cuckolded which doctor, he knows all about it.

Stop, stop, stop! Zhang Jue quickly gestured, I said Claremont, you are also the director of the experiment, even if you talk about the experiment, why do you like to gossip about other people so much!

The bearded Claremont felt very aggrieved: Consultant Zhang, matters related to the experiment are confidential, and the foundation strictly prohibits discussion in non-work places—

Shit, that's why you're choreographing me all over the place?

Zhang Jue wanted to give this bearded man a kick.

...

Three days later, Zhang Jue disappeared from site17. He did not return to site14, and no one knew where he went.

Only Hayle knew that he got on the plane to Switzerland, where the Foundation's external headquarters—site 19 was located.

Site-19 is the largest Foundation facility currently in operation, containing hundreds of Safe and Euclid-level anomalies, and of course some keter-level anomalies, but most of them are unknown.

However, Zhang Jue didn't want to go to the headquarters to drink tea with those bosses.

He was just doing something that was long overdue.

During the invasion of site14, he accidentally entered the different space of scp106 (scary old man), and saw his kind side.

The kind 106 gave him an artifact, and in exchange, he promised 106 to do one thing.

Give someone a bouquet of flowers.

Anna Long.

Zhang Jue always remembered this name.

Like the headquarters, the SCP cemetery is in Switzerland, far away from CN, and Zhang Jue is an otaku who doesn't like to go out, so this matter has been delayed.

He came to Europe this time, and it was a bit unreasonable not to come to fulfill his promise, after all, that reality extractor had saved his life.

Switzerland is a permanently neutral country, and the foundation has its headquarters here, probably because of this consideration.

However, Zhang Jue did not visit site 19, but went straight to the cemetery in the suburbs - somewhere, he always had some resistance to that place.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, there were some dark clouds in the sky, which made people feel a little dull.

A heavy rain seems to be coming soon.

Holding a bouquet of flowers in his hand, Zhang Jue followed the receptionist's guidance to the tomb of the lady named Anna Lang.

The tombstone is very old, and the photos on it are blurry, only a man and a woman can be vaguely seen cuddling together.

There is a bunch of lilies in front of the tombstone, which looks very fresh, and someone should have come to see her recently.

No. Zhang Jue was still in a daze, but the receptionist frowned, We have registered every person who comes to the cemetery to worship. It has been a long time since anyone has visited this Ms. Anna.

Working in scp cannot be too rigorous, because every detail may determine whether your life will stop in the next second.

Holding the dragon crystal in Zhang Jue's hand, he expanded the range of perception.

After a moment, he broke into a smile.

Sure enough, there were really many guests in this seemingly quiet cemetery.