I’m In Charge of SCP

"I'm working as a warehouse manager in SCP ()"!

The entire competition venue collapsed with a bang, causing strong vibrations.

Explosions continued, and the ruins of the venue began to catch fire.

The onlookers were stunned.

If they came out a few minutes later, they would have been buried in flames by now.

The fire engines that had been waiting here for a long time began to work immediately.

Looking at the fire in front of him, Du Jingtian narrowed his eyes slightly.

As Leshan's confidant, he is responsible for handling specific affairs for Leshan and knows a lot of inside information.

He found that in recent years, many SCP objects have become active-both contained and uncontained.

He didn't know if it meant something, but there was always a bad feeling.

The SCP Foundation has done its best to suppress the impact to a minimum.

Just like today.

But inevitably, there will always be people who witness SCP items.

Despite the wide variety of amnestics the Foundation has, the effects of SCPs always linger.

According to this trend, it will only be a matter of time before the SCP Foundation is exposed to the public eye.

Du Jingtian's rank is not low. He once put forward his ideas to Leshan, but Leshan just kept silent and didn't say anything.

He knew that the foundation was already vigilant about this matter, but there seemed to be nothing to do about it.

As the days passed and the situation got worse, the Foundation was like a firefighter, fighting fires all over the world.

Containment work became more frequent. The most impressive time for him was when Le Shan commanded several MTF teams at the same time, without closing his eyes for three days and three nights.

Just when he thought the situation would continue to deteriorate.

One day, Leshan suddenly became happy.

Le Shan is the kind of person who can't show his emotions, no matter what kind of situation he encounters,

There was always a calm expression on his face.

If he hadn't followed him for many years, Du Jingtian wouldn't be able to tell the tiny difference at all.

And the reason why Du Jingtian was able to confirm this was because on that day, Leshan, who had always been a teetotaler, actually had a few drinks.

It was also on that day that the name Zhang Jue spread throughout the foundation's top management.

Special advisor, B-level personnel, level-4 authority.

The authority and power given to Zhang Jue by the Foundation are unprecedented.

You know, at that time Zhang Jue was still a visitor from a parallel world who had just been arrested.

Of course, because Du Jingtian's level is not high enough, he also pieced together these things from small things.

After the site14 invasion incident, Le Shan even took over the task that should have belonged to him, and went to Jiangzhou in person, just to meet that Advisor Zhang with his own eyes.

After returning from Jiangzhou, Leshan had a word with him.

"He picked the right guy."

Du Jingtian didn't know who the "he" in Leshankou was, but the meaning in the words was very obvious.

This Zhang Jue Zhang consultant.

Possibly the Foundation's last trump card.

Du Jingtian's deputy walked up to him and said in a low voice, "Commander Du, I checked with the two MTF team captains, and I didn't see Consultant Zhang coming out of it, so he wouldn't—"

Du Jingtian didn't say anything about Zhang Jue's presence here, and only shared it with a few cronies, so they paid special attention to it.

There are a total of six exits in this competition venue, but they did not see Zhang Jue, so they were very worried.

Du Jingtian shook his head.

"Say hello to the other teams. People from the Police Department will arrive in a while. Just follow the established procedures. The safety of Advisor Zhang... is no longer something that people at our level can influence."

...

Time moves forward a little bit.

Zhang Jue hung up the phone, and took out his dragon crystal and reality extractor from the different space.

He chuckled, and asked the most classic question, "Old man, if you want me to kill you, it's not impossible - what good do I have?"

At some point, Zhang Jue's utilitarianism will be infinitely stronger than usual.

When you come to ask for help, always have a begging attitude.

Like the uncle, I don’t know if I owe you. In the future, people and dogs will ask me to help, and I should do something else.

The old man was slightly taken aback, as if he didn't expect Zhang Jue to ask this question.

Zhang Jue snorted, "Old man, you don't even have the most basic manners, please stay away if you want to die."

The old man has lived for countless years, and this is the first time someone has spoken to him like this.

"Crack, click."

Under the influence of the old man, the surrounding walls have begun to crack.

However, Zhang Jue was unmoved and just counted the time silently in his heart.

He suddenly felt a chill on his back.

There seemed to be something attached to his body, but he couldn't see anything from the corner of his eye.

At this moment, the old man suddenly said: "I have nothing to give you, the only thing I can do is to predict the death of people - Death's first brother has come, and he is on your back right now."

"Oh? Interesting." Knowing what was on his body, Zhang Jue laughed.

The curse attached to the old man even affected him.

The three Death Brothers really deserved their reputation.

But he was a little curious about how they were going to harvest his life.

You know, with his current strength, even if there was an earthquake and the whole building collapsed, he wouldn't be hurt at all.

It is not easy to kill him.

The god of death must also abide by the Basic Law, right?

But Zhang Jue also knew that although he was immune to most SCPs, he was not completely invincible.

In his impression, he was hit twice.

Once to meet the Hanged King, and once to meet SCP-3844 (the dragon).

He has been controlled thinking.

Of course, the time-space influence of the Mobius hole is indiscriminate, so this does not count.

Time moves forward minute by minute.

Twenty minutes have passed since Zhang Jue hung up the phone.

Zhang Jue and SCP1440 were in the corridor, staring at each other.

SCP1440 is strong in its influence on the surrounding man-made objects, except for the last treasure that he is reluctant to use, he himself does not have any powerful killing moves.

Zhang Jue could have slipped away, but he didn't.

Because he knows very well that his life is passing slowly.

It is useless to escape, he must solve the problem here.

The old man looked at him: "The second brother is already lying on top of you."

Zhang Jue nodded, becoming more and more curious about how the gods of death were going to take his life.

At this moment, a noisy voice came.

"Sorry, what, let me ask, why is there no one in the competition venue?"

Zhang Jue turned around.

I saw a man with disheveled hair leaning on the wall, looking at them, with some embarrassment in his words.

He was disheveled and didn't even have a shoe on one foot.

"I just went to the toilet. When I came back, the boxing match was over. Everyone didn't know where they went. Do you know?"

...

Didn't you hear the broadcast just now?

Zhang Jue looked at him with a frown, and noticed that there were many gray-brown stains on the white shirt of the other party. Only then did he recognize that this person was the unlucky guy who was sitting next to him just now.

When he left, he didn't look like this, probably something happened in the toilet, which made him look like this.

Seeing that neither of them spoke, he simply walked towards Zhang Jue.

"Dude, I was hit on the head by the toilet just now, and I'm a little dizzy, can you...help me up."

He staggered as he walked, and his sanity was not very clear.

Seeing that the other party was about to touch his hand, Zhang Jue's heart was full of alarm bells.

At this moment, he recognized the identity of this person.

He finally knew how the three Death Brothers wanted to kill him.

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