I’m In Charge of SCP

"I'm selling news. Here, there is nothing I don't know. Young man, do you want to know the secrets about this city?"

The seller hiding in the corner lifted his blanket to reveal the furry mouse face.

Zhang Jue looked at him, then shook his head: "I don't want to."

"..."

The rat man didn't expect him to refuse so simply, and the lines he had thought up were useless.

"Dude, aren't you curious?"

"Not curious."

"..."

I can't talk today.

For so long wandering here, this is the first time the Rat Man has encountered such a person.

Don't give it any chance to get caught.

He didn't know that Zhang Jue was actually very curious about everything here, but he couldn't trust him.

Because he looks "sneaky eyebrows and mouse eyes", he is not a good "person" at first glance.

Sure enough, when the Rat Man was desperately trying to win over Zhang Jue, a group of soldiers came towards him not far behind, led by a slime.

The slime pointed at the rat man in the corner with his body, looking like he wanted to eat him.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the rat man hurriedly packed up his things and prepared to run—although there was only one chair.

"Well, I have to leave beforehand, see you by fate."

After speaking, the mouse man changed from a human form to a mouse form, and ran away in a flash.

The team of soldiers wanted to catch up, but there were too many customers here, and the mice ran too fast, so they gave up after a while.

Zhang Jue watched the whole process like watching a play, and then continued his gold digging journey.

There is no sun in this city, and there is no distinction between day and night. Zhang Jue can only judge the rest time according to his watch.

Of course, with his current physique, it's okay not to sleep, but it's not a last resort, there is no need to keep spinning.

After some shopping, he already had a lot of things on hand.

But most of them are useless,

It's just that I haven't seen it before, so it's fresh.

He left the underground exchange, returned to the ground, and looked around for a place to rest.

There are travelers from all planes here, and the trade is very developed. He found a place similar to a hotel without much effort.

The owner of the hotel is a local and wears a mask.

Zhang Jue took out a few gemstones from the underground exchange and put them on the counter. The boss held them in his hand, looked at them, and pointed two fingers at him.

It means that he can live here for two units of time - about four days or so.

Zhang Jue nodded.

As mentioned earlier, the aborigines in this city-state are all in human form, and they all wear very exaggerated ball services.

And all of them are very indifferent, and will never speak unless it is absolutely necessary.

Their voices are generally very hoarse and low, which is very unpleasant.

Zhang Jue even wanted to take off their masks to see if they looked human.

When I came to my room, I found that it was quite normal, at least there was a bed and a table.

Zhang Jue lay on the bed, planning to have a good sleep.

For the past few days, he has been thinking about how to get out of here, and he hasn't had a good rest.

After sleeping for about three hours, he woke up slowly, because he was a little hungry.

He took out two bags of braised beef noodles from the different space and soaked them.

The local food is a kind of mush, and it seems that there is no appetite at all. There is no such thing as instant noodles.

After three minutes, the aroma is overflowing.

Zhang Jue picked up a fork and put it in his mouth, making a hah sound.

There seemed to be some movement on the street downstairs.

Zhang Jue put down his beef noodles and went to the terrace to look down.

I saw a group of soldiers in yellow armor patrolling the street, as if looking for someone.

They should be the subordinates of "Boss Huang".

After looking at it twice, he found it boring. Zhang Jue was about to go back to eat noodles, but he heard a sound of "sucking and sucking".

He went back to the house immediately, and saw the rat man he met in the underground exchange eating his beef noodles with his paws, and it wasn't too hot.

When did he come in? I didn't realize it myself.

This different world really can be doubled.

Zhang Jue walked into the room slowly and said, "It's immoral to eat other people's food casually."

Seeing someone coming back, instead of being frightened, the rat man laughed.

"Dude, what kind of food is this, it's so delicious, I've never eaten something so delicious—oh, it's you, we've seen it before—"

The rat man recognized Zhang Jue, and became even more unscrupulous. He even drank the soup for him, which made Zhang Jue feel a pain.

Seeing his familiar appearance, Zhang Jue smiled and said, "That slime came to you before because you stole other people's things?"

"..." The mouse man was embarrassed for a while, "It's all a transaction, you love me, how can it be called stealing."

Zhang Jue pointed to the empty bowl on the table: "I didn't agree to make a deal with you."

"I can't help it, I can't help it." The mouse man chuckled, "Brother, I think the two of us are destined, otherwise how could I escape—bah, how could I come to you? I, Prieter, am not an ungrateful person. If I bought your stuff, I will answer your question for free, how about it?"

He had already eaten the noodles, and Zhang Jue couldn't really dig open his stomach to see how many bowls he had eaten. Two bags of instant noodles were exchanged for one question. This was a good deal.

He thought for a while, and was about to speak.

There was a commotion outside the door.

The rat man immediately became alert.

Zhang Jue glanced at him, then opened the door and looked outside, only to see the yellow soldier searching other rooms.

Zhang Jue's room was at the end of the corridor, and according to their speed, they would come over soon.

"Are they here for you?"

Zhang Jue pointed to the door and asked.

"How, how is it possible, I'm a good person." The rat man was obviously very guilty.

"Then you go out now?"

"Don't, drive me away now, neither of us will survive."

Zhang Jue put his ear to the door, and those who searched were already in the next room.

"What should we do now?"

"Don't worry." The rat man chuckled, "I have my own way."

...

About three minutes later, three searchers knocked on Zhang Jue's door.

Without showing any ID, he rummaged through his room.

Here, they are the absolute authority, needing no explanation at all.

Zhang Jue stood outside the door, watching them use a special instrument to detect in the house, like clearing mines.

After inspecting the entire room, the soldiers inside shook their heads to the captain outside the door.

The captain outside the door made a gesture, and then all the team members left the building.

Zhang Jue watched them disappear at the top of the stairs, and then walked down the next block.

He whistled and closed the door.

A little gray mouse got out of his hair, fell to the ground, slowly grew bigger, and then took the shape of a human.

Seeing his ability, Zhang Jue probably guessed how he got into his room.

"If I hand you over to them, will I get some rewards?" Zhang Jue said.

The rat man picked up the kettle for instant noodles on the table, poured himself a glass of water from the noodle bowl, and took a gulp.

"Brother, I advise you not to think about these things. They all have brain problems. When they see us together, they will just kill them and go back to report."

Zhang Jue recalled the mechanized movements of those soldiers, and nodded, agreeing with what the rat man said.

Whether it is the people who live here or the guards, they seem to lack the emotions that normal humans should have. I don't know what caused it.

Zhang Jue smiled again: "If I am bald and you have no place to hide, what should I do?"

"My life-saving means are not limited to this one." The rat man was very proud, "Brother, we have known each other, my name is Preet, what's your name?"

"The wind is clear." Zhang Jue cupped his hands and played a trumpet for himself as usual.

If he was wanted because of this rat man in the future, it would be Feng Qingyang's fault, and Zhang Jue had nothing to do with him.

"Brother Feng Qingyang." The mouse man put the water on the table and looked at Zhang Jue, "Eating your food, you saved me again. In return, I can answer two questions for you. It's time to add 'money'."

After getting along for a while, the rat man didn't seem so bad.

Zhang Jue nodded: "First question, where is this?"

Prieter was the first "person" that Zhang Jue met in a real sense after coming here. Although the natives could communicate, Zhang Jue didn't want to ask them. He always felt that these people were like puppets with problems.

Cannibals with a short mouth and soft hands, Preet is not a villain, but just likes to take advantage of small things.

There was no need for him to deceive Zhang Jue with these two simple questions.

"The place we are in is called Wuyouyi. It is the territory of this city-state, and there are more than a dozen other countries, large and small, all of which are affiliated countries here. They pay tribute every year and become ministers every year."

"City-state."

Hearing this word, Zhang Jue thought of medieval Europe for no reason.

The advantages of the city-state system are many, but the disadvantages are also obvious. After all, everyone wants to be a big brother and accept worship and tribute from other countries.

But when I think of the four lords who are so distasteful, I think it's impossible.

Rebellion also needs to have that strength.

Although Zhang Jue had never seen them, the fact that the customers and bosses in the underground exchange didn't even dare to mention their names was enough to explain something.

Zhang Jue shook his head, not satisfied with the mouse man's answer: "Brother Mouse, you don't seem to understand what I mean. I don't care what the name of this country is. What I care about is 'where' and which country is it? The universe? Which planet? Or which continent?"

"'Here' is just 'here'." The Rat Man shook his head, "This place does not belong to any universe, planet, or continent. This place is completely independent of them."

The more you say it, the more mysterious it becomes.

But Zhang Jue probably understood what he meant.

This place should be created by the owner here from the gaps in multiple universes.

That's why all the creatures in various worlds can be gathered here, unimpeded.

"The second question." Zhang Jue pointed out two fingers, "How do I get out of here and return to my original world."

As soon as Zhang Jue finished speaking, the rat man looked at him with an idiot look.

"Dude, I don't understand, why did you leave here? Isn't this place bad? There is no law, no morality, and no one knows you. As long as you don't get caught by those stupid soldiers, this place is simply heaven."

Zhang Jue glanced at the empty bowl on the table: "So your paradise is to steal other people's food every day?"

The rat man scratched his head with his paws in embarrassment: "I didn't mean to eat your food, this stuff is really delicious!"

Instant noodles are indeed eternal gods.

Even people from other planes can't resist.

Zhang Jue chuckled: "You haven't answered my question yet, how do I get out of here?"

The rat man looked at Zhang Jue: "Do you really want to leave here?"

"if not?"

"Seeing that you are not bad, I have to remind you that this is a place where many creatures can't get in even if they want to. Even if you master the method, you need to pay a certain price every time you come in. Do you want to leave like that?"

"I still have important things to do, so I don't have time to delay here." Zhang Jue recalled Yang Xue's desperate eyes, "The items in the underground market didn't catch my eyes, they were all too commonplace. "

"That's because you haven't come into contact with really high-end things!" The mouse man was a little regretful, and found that he had finally made a friend, but he turned out to be a fool. He said, "You don't know how to get out of here? Then how did you get in? "

"I don't know how I got in." Zhang Jue spread his hands, "Does this have anything to do with my wanting to leave?"

"Of course there is, and it's huge."

The rat man looked around, and then pointed to the door of the room: "Generally speaking, to enter here, you need to hold a complicated ceremony. Depending on the universe and the type of creature, the ritual method is also different, but the last step is the same. It is to enter a door. This door is your entrance to this world, and it is also your exit. When you want to leave, just calm down and imagine the appearance of that door, and it will naturally appear in front of you. Oh, and one more thing to note, if you're locked, once you get out, you can't get back in again."

The mouse man said something interesting, and Zhang Jue realized that this was a function similar to blacklisting.

Presumably this rat man has been blocked, that's why he was so flustered when he was searched by those soldiers.

According to the rat man, when others come to this world, they need a series of complicated sacrificial rituals and a door, but he was brought in by a one-way ticket, so he doesn't know what door it is.

But the dead horse is treated as a living horse doctor, so the rat man should have no reason to lie to him about it.

Zhang Jue slowly closed his eyes.

After a few seconds, there was a soft sound, Zhang Jue opened his eyes and found a door in front of him.

It is exactly the same as his dormitory door at site 14.

There is a door!

Zhang Jue was about to push the door, when the rat man reminded again: "Brother, I told you, it will not be so easy to come in again."

"I know." Zhang Jue nodded, then took out a box of instant noodles and threw it to him, "Thank you."

The mouse man got another box of instant noodles, and immediately smiled.

Zhang Jue ignored him and slowly opened the door, only to find that it was pitch black inside.

The opposite should be the world linked to the Authority.

Or maybe it's the abyss?

The appearance of Yang Xue when she confessed came to Zhang Jue's mind, and she immediately got into her mind, and no longer cared about any danger, she stepped in.

...

After the darkness, the light came in an instant.

Zhang Jue stepped out of the threshold with half a foot and rubbed his eyes.

He saw a bed, a table, and... a mouse holding instant noodles.

? ? ?

Zhang Jue looked around. Isn't this the room he was in just now? Why did I come back again?

He looked towards the bed, and saw that the door he had just entered was still standing there, and he could even see his own ass.

What a fart!

Zhang Jue was about to yell at him, but the rat man also spotted him.

After seeing the two doors, the Rat Man laughed.

"Dude, it looks like you're in trouble."