I’m In Charge of SCP

After the man said this, he died completely.

Zhang Jue put him on the ground in a better posture, and sighed: "What about the Riddler, I don't need to tell you."

Although the appearance of this interrogator did not provide Zhang Jue with any clear information, he was a very important clue in itself.

It seems that there are indeed quite dangerous things in this site.

And after he and Yang Xue arrived, the process seemed to speed up.

I don't know if it was the reason why they forcibly explored these two buildings.

As for that man's last words——

Don't trust him?

who is he?

Zhang Jue currently has too few clues to infer.

He was thinking, when suddenly there was another sound in the room.

Zhang Jue narrowed his eyes, this time he heard clearly that the sound came from a certain cabinet.

He cautiously approached the cabinet step by step.

There was a "thrilling, stabbing" sound from inside.

Without hesitation, Zhang Jue pulled open the door of the cabinet with the momentum of stealing the bell, and made a big grimace.

Even if there was a ghost hiding inside, he would probably be shocked by him.

But there are no ghosts in it.

And no one.

In the empty cabinet, a walkie-talkie lay quietly inside.

Flashing red lights.

It is the style used by the Foundation, and the red light means that the battery is low.

Zhang Jue picked up the walkie-talkie and listened to it first, but when he got closer, the walkie-talkie stopped making any sound.

Whose walkie-talkie is this, from the person just now?

Intuitively it should not be.

This walkie-talkie seems to have been placed here on purpose.

Zhang Jue pressed the talk button: "I am Zhang Jue, Special Advisor to the SCP Foundation, is anyone there?"

No one responded.

But that's to be expected.

If anyone dared to answer, it would be hell.

Zhang Jue put the walkie-talkie in his pocket and continued to search the building.

After a period of exploration, Zhang Jue found that most of the rooms in this building were archives.

There are various bookshelves, obviously storing quite a lot of paper materials.

But these materials have been emptied.

With so much antimemetic data, it deserves to be the last antimemetic department in the world.

But they still haven't escaped the fate of the Antimemetics Department.

Moreover, Zhang Jue felt a little strange along the way.

This is the Antimemetics Division, yes, but the question is, what objects are contained here?

Where is the containment room?

At this moment, he has come to the roof of the building on the right.

Zhang Jue thought that after he took SCP-714, he could see some containment rooms, but he didn't.

He has searched all the main building and the building on the right, and he also went up to a dozen floors last time in the building on the left.

Although he didn't enter every room, the characteristics of the containment room were obvious. Along the way, he didn't find a similar structure.

He entered the elevator, wanting to see if the building had any lower floors.

Containing some dangerous items underground is a common practice of the Foundation.

But also no.

Zhang Jue scratched his head and was about to take off his shoes when he suddenly saw a big iron gate.

Same as the one on the left floor.

Last time, he was there, after cutting open the iron gate with a long knife, he lost his memory.

Zhang Jue looked at the floor, it said 13F.

He didn't act rashly, but took the elevator down to the ground floor and came to the main building.

Also came to the 13th floor.

Sure enough, there was a similar room at the same location in the main building.

"Tsk..."

Zhang Jue pinched his chin. Standing outside the iron gate on the 13th floor of the main building.

There is an iron gate on the 13th floor of the three buildings.

If it's a coincidence, he doesn't believe it.

But the question is, what is inside.

Zhang Jue summoned the black long knife.

He gestured a few times according to the gate, and then spat,

Back to the elevator again.

Now that the door of the building on the left has been opened by him, the fool will take another risk.

He came to the building on the left.

Like the building on the right, in the building on the left, there are many corpses that he has never seen before.

But Zhang Jue has no interest in checking them one by one.

He took the elevator all the way to the 13th floor.

After seeing that room, Zhang Jue slowed down.

They found there before because there was a black shadow following them all the way, and until now he didn't know whether the other party was an enemy or a friend.

The door had already been split open by him, but it was concealed.

Zhang Jue looked in through the gap.

There was a vast expanse of whiteness inside, and there seemed to be a cloud of fog, which made it impossible for him to see clearly what was going on inside.

"fvck!"

Zhang Jue spat.

It looks like you have to go in.

What happened last time made him very upset. Amnesia in this kind of place is very dangerous.

But this time, he had brought SCP-714 with him.

He summoned the dragon crystal again and held it in his hand.

If he still can't be immune to the things inside, then he can't help it.

When everything was ready, Zhang Jue stepped forward and walked inside.

When he stepped into the room, he suddenly felt his head sink.

It was like being hit on the head with a heavy object.

His thinking suddenly became sluggish.

It is not known whether the negative effects of SCP-714 were gradually beginning to manifest, the room was affected, or both.

Fortunately, he didn't lose consciousness directly like the first time.

Zhang Jue walked slowly into the room.

The room was small and filled with white gas.

Zhang Jue sniffed it, and it smelled of amnestics.

But it should have been diluted.

Seems contrived.

Someone doesn't want other people near this room.

But Zhang Jue is now wearing SCP-714, and has dragon crystal as a spiritual blessing, so these thin amnestic gas has no effect on him.

Zhang Jue walked cautiously towards the center of the room.

There's a giant disc in there.

The edges are marked with various symbols, including English letters and numbers.

Like the dial of an old telephone, it seems to be dialable.

It only took Zhang Jue a few tenths of a second to confirm the function of this thing - it was a password disk.

As long as you turn the dial according to certain rules, something will happen.

What will be the password?

Zhang Jue squeezed his chin, thinking hard.

He is now under the double influence of this room and SCP-714, and his thinking speed may not even be half as fast as usual.

Shouldn't it be 123456 which is common all over the world.

He casually tried it.

When he moved the last number, a small pointer next to it suddenly pointed from 5 to 4.

What the hell is that?

Zhang Jue frowned.

But now is not the time to worry about that, he continues to experiment with codes.

He dialed a few characters of site237 in order on the disc.

With a light click, the little pointer pointed from 4 to 3 again.

This time Zhang Jue knew that this thing was a failure counter.

It looked like he only had three chances now.

If you miss three guesses, it goes without saying that something bad will happen.

He must be cautious.

Then he thought of the English word for antimeme.

Tried again.

The result is still wrong.

At this time, the small pointer has already pointed to 2.

He only had one chance of error remaining.

If he makes another mistake, there is no way out.

what is it.

Zhang Jue pinched his chin and began to think.

He was struggling when suddenly a voice came from his pocket.

The walkie-talkie he had picked up rang.

There was a piercing sound.

This kind of sound is very harsh, like fingernails scratching a glass blackboard, and the special frequency makes people very uncomfortable.

Zhang Jue frowned slightly.

This has affected his thinking.

He was about to turn off the walkie-talkie, but the next second.

He stopped what he was doing.

Because the noise from the walkie-talkie seems to be regular.

Zhang Jue closed his eyes and listened carefully.

After filtering out the noise, he found that it was Morse code.

Depend on.

It turns out that everyone in the Foundation will use this.

Zhang Jue complained, and then quickly wrote down the Morse code that came out of it.

"-.-." (c)

"..." (h)

"."(e)

".-" (a)

"-" (t)

Throughout the syllable, the word is repeated.

cheat.

Zhang Jue's English level is not high, but the word is so short, logically speaking, he should know it, but he just can't remember it.

It took a while for Zhang Jue to remember that this word means "deception".

Are you cheating...

Zhang Jue looked at it, and then dialed the word on the combination dial by accident.

There was a click.

Zhang Jue thought he had made a mistake again, so he looked at the small instrument next to him and found that the pointer on it had not moved, and was still pointing in the direction of Er.

He tried to turn the combination dial, but this time, he couldn't turn it.

The clicking sound just now should be that a certain device inside was activated and locked the password disk.

Does that mean he's ignorant?

Zhang Jue looked left and right.

But after he finished typing, nothing happened.

He felt as if he had been set aside.

He picked up the walkie-talkie: "Hey, is there anyone? What should I do next?"

Zhang Jue's voice was loud and echoed throughout the room.

But no matter how much he yelled, the buzzing sound from the walkie-talkie never sounded again, only the irregular busy tone remained.

"Grandma, don't you know about sending the Buddha to the West?"

Zhang Jue cursed.

It seems that the most reliable person is himself.

"Fuck, stupid."

After calming down and thinking for a minute, Zhang Jue finally came to his senses.

There are three such rooms in this site. Of course, all three passwords must be entered correctly.

It seems that due to the influence of SCP714, his brain is indeed a little dull.

Thinking of this, he picked up the walkie-talkie and ran towards the building on the right.

When he reached the 13th floor, without hesitation, he called out his long black knife and split open the thick iron door.

As in the building to the left, the room is filled with amnestic gas.

But Zhang Jue kept walking all the way to the center of the room.

Same disc, same password.

Without even thinking about it, Zhang Jue directly entered cheat according to the result obtained last time.

With a click sound.

The small pointer next to it points from 5 to 4.

Obviously, the password is wrong.

In fact, the reason is very simple. If the passwords of the three buildings are the same, there is no need to build three rooms, right?

Obviously, the negative effects of wearing SCP714 for a long time have become more and more obvious.

He has started to make some low-level mistakes.

If this trend continues, within a few hours, if he doesn't take off SCP-174, he might become a dementia.

What is the password, what is the password?

Zhang Jue was struggling when the intercom rang again.

Now Zhang Jue was sure that someone must be helping him.

Without the slightest hesitation, he quickly recorded the new password.

"-.-." (c)

"..-" (u)

"-." (n)

"-." (n)

".."(i)

"..-" (n)

"--." (g)

cunning.

cunning.

Like the previous password, it doesn't seem to be a good word.

But Zhang Jue couldn't control that much anymore.

He is now racing against time, and he decisively enters this word into the code disk.

There was a click, and the password was correct.

The code disk here is also locked.

Then there is only one left.

Zhang Jue headed towards the main building again.

This day, he has gone back and forth between the three buildings for countless times. If he had known, he would not have knocked Yang Xue unconscious so early.

This is great, it is me who suffers and suffers and runs around, and it is me who wastes my brain cells.

Soon, Zhang Jue came to the 13th floor of the main building.

They cut open the iron gate in the same way, and came to the turntable in the same way.

This time Zhang Jue didn't waste his brain cells.

When he came to the turntable, he had already taken out the walkie-talkie.

"Brother, I've arrived," he said. "Speed! Speed!"

Sure enough, a regular voice came, and Zhang Jue memorized it seriously.

"..-." (f)

"---" (o)

".-." (r)

The secret here will be solved immediately, Zhang Jue

After the transmission of the third letter was completed, the walkie-talkie in his hand suddenly heard a "beep--" and then the red light on it flickered and then went out.

The intercom fell silent.

out of battery?

Zhang Jue stared at the walkie-talkie blankly, and it took a few seconds for him to realize what happened.

"Damn it!"

He intended to drop the walkie-talkie to the ground, but immediately stopped it.

Then immediately took out his hand-operated generator from his different space.

The effect of SCP-714 gradually became apparent, and it had already affected his judgment.

A few minutes later, the walkie-talkie was charged, and Zhang Jue turned it on again.

"Brother, brother, are you still there?" Zhang Jue shouted.

"Dongyao Dongyao, I'm Dongguai, I'm Dongguai, please answer if you hear it, please answer if you hear it, Owoer—"

"Heavenly King Gedihu—"

But this time, no matter how much he yelled, the other party was like a girl who was hung up on the phone and never responded.

Zhang Jue remembered that passage again.

Sure enough, only oneself is the most reliable.

There were already three letters anyway.

Zhang Jue guessed what would happen next.

for what.

for you?

Yes, that is!

Zhang Jue thought about it, and with his vocabulary, he could only think of this word.

Oh, and also.

Anyway, there are five chances to try and not get pregnant.

Zhang Jue dialed several letters at a time.

Even he himself did not report any hope.

But, that's how it is sometimes.

You are confused about any one, but it is the correct answer.

With a click sound.

The combination dial of the main building was also locked.

Not waiting for Zhang Jue to be happy.

Then, the whole building began to shake.

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