I’m In Charge of SCP

The mutated virus of SCP016 is very strong. They have an extremely long incubation period, and it only takes a very short time from onset to mutation, and the success rate of mutation is very high, which is really hard to guard against.

Zhang Jue didn't know when Klein and his team were infected with the virus, but they all seemed to have been caught.

Klein's face gradually turned pale, and blood and tears began to flow from the corners of his eyes. Obviously, he had already started to get sick, and he himself realized it.

"What do you want to know? Ask me. I don't have much time." Klein said, "So many people have already died in this cave. Don't make unnecessary sacrifices."

Zhang Jue looked at him, feeling a little unbearable.

He pressed Klein's shoulder, trying to activate his "ineffective" ability, to see if he could save Klein.

But he quickly gave up.

After several tests, Zhang Jue noticed that Klein's state would become better the moment he activated his ability.

But once he stops, Klein will become more painful than before.

He can probably guess why.

SCP016 is a virus, its ability is like a drug to kill the virus, but the virus will be resistant to the drug, and his continuous use of the ability will only make the virus more resistant to the drug, and finally his "failure" ability, will fail completely.

Klein seemed to guess what he wanted to do, and waved his hand: "Don't waste your energy, I know my situation, I'm afraid I won't last long."

Zhang Jue sighed, knowing that now is not the time to be hypocritical, he thought about it, and the first thing he asked was the most important question: "Did Le Shui tell you what's in this hole?"

Klein was panting heavily, the mutation process of the virus caused him great pain.

Enduring both physical and mental pain, he recalled: "When we arrived at Craminder, the entrance of the cave was controlled by the Foundation. We, the entire Foundation, don't know much about what's going on here."

"Oh?" Zhang Jue was a little surprised. In his opinion, Le Shui was not the kind of person who would fight unprepared.

"Before going down the cave, Captain Jeffrey and I had an exchange." Klein coughed twice, "He said, we are not the first team to go down into the cave - when we met just now, I deliberately lied you."

"Fuck me?" Zhang Jue exclaimed, never expecting such a development, "Which team will be the first to come down?"

Klein took a deep breath, and said a name that Zhang Jue would never think of: "Red Right Hand."

"I made a mistake?" Zhang Jue exclaimed again.

Although the predecessor of the Red Right Hand has turned into a Chaos Insurgency, the current Red Right Hand is no longer the same MTF as it was back then, but one thing has never changed—the name of the Red Right Hand has always represented the Imperial Guard of the O5 Council, directly obeying orders at O5.

They turned out to be the first team to come down, which shows how much the top management of the foundation attaches great importance to the secrets in this hole.

Hearing that Hong's right hand was the first to go down the hole, Zhang Jue was even more curious: "Then they returned safely?"

"Yes." Klein nodded. "It is said that they went back and forth in the cave in a very short period of time and found something."

"What is it?" Zhang Jue vaguely felt that he was close to the truth of the matter.

It has to be said that before a person dies, his temperament will really change drastically.

Klein is loyal to the Foundation. Under normal circumstances, even if the enemy tortures him, he will never reveal the secrets he knows.

But at this moment, there are only him and Zhang Jue here, and he thinks that Zhang Jue will have a high probability of dying here, so he feels sad that the rabbit died and the fox hurts others, and he knows what he knows.

Tell Zhang Jue everything.

Under the constant erosion of the virus, Klein's consciousness has been blurred. With his last bit of strength, he uttered the most important sentence.

"Red Right Hand and the others...brought a person back from the cave..."

...

Outside the small town of Clarminda, the temporary camp of the SCP Foundation.

In a temporary ward, a patient wrapped in bandages was lying on a bed, with various life-sustaining machines plugged into his body.

Yang Xue was holding a notebook, recording various parameters on the instrument.

She frowned, and it seemed that the patient's condition was not optimistic.

There was a knock on the door, and Le Shui walked in.

"Dr. Yang, how is his condition?"

Yang Xue put down the pen and sighed.

"What I have developed is a vaccine, not a cure. It has limited effect on people who have been infected with SCP-016-A. If the Foundation really wants to save him, it still needs to call in a professional doctor. I'm afraid—"

Halfway through Yang Xue's words, Le Shui waved her hand.

"Dr. Yang, don't be overly modest. I know that you have not only obtained a Ph.D. in biology and organic chemistry, but also have high attainments in pharmacology and infectious diseases. Those doctors outside, the foundation can't believe it, and neither can I. This patient is right The foundation is very important, please take care of Dr. Yang."

Le Shui looked around the ward and continued: "If you have any special needs, just ask, and I will arrange other things."

"The patient's body is very fragile now, barely maintaining a balance point, unable to travel long distances, but the equipment here is not complete, and the environment is not up to standard..."

Yang Xue shook her head lightly, some things are simply beyond human capabilities.

Unexpectedly, Le Shui nodded.

"I understand what you mean. I will apply to the headquarters to build a temporary hospital here. The hospital will not be too big, and it will be built in about half a month. If Dr. Yang has any urgently needed equipment, you can list it first When a list comes out, I will let them buy first."

After Le Shui finished speaking, Yang Xue was stunned.

She looked into Le Shui's eyes and realized that the other party was not joking.

He actually planned to build a hospital here for a patient.

And from the looks of it, it seems that such preparations have been made for a long time.

She looked at the patient on the bed and frowned slightly.

Who is this person?

Could it be that he, like Zhang Jue, is from another world?

Yang Xue was thinking, Le Shui smiled and waved in front of her eyes: "Dr. Yang?"

"Oh, good." Yang Xue sorted out her expression, "Tonight I will sort out the needs, including some commonly used medicines, and I will trouble Mr. Le."

"I'm the one who has to trouble you, Dr. Yang. I've worked hard for you these days."

Le Shui shook his head, and suddenly said: "Dr. Yang, are you curious about the identity of this person and why the foundation spent such a high price just to save his life?"

There is no need to deny this point, Yang Xue nodded: "Yes, I am very curious."

"Since you may be responsible for this patient for a long time in the future, I have been authorized by the O5 Council to disclose some information about him to you." Le Shui said, "This patient's number is tentatively designated as SCP-9999, and his level is Euclid. You don't need to know his origin, you just need to know that whether he wakes up or not may directly affect the foundation's existence—this point is enough."