I’m In Charge of SCP

In October 2221, more than a year ago, Zhang Jue went to a small town named Kraminda in Meiguo. All the residents there were infected with viruses of unknown origin.

Later, he learned that the virus was number 016 (smart microorganism), and that town was actually an entrance to 1351 (Mobius Cave).

The reason why the Anomalous Biology Administration pays such attention is that there is very important information in that hole-an MTF team from the future rushed over three years later.

In the end, the team seemed to have only two people left.

One is the captain of the squad, that is, Will Smith, and the other is the doctor saved by Smith.

Old Will Smith knew very little about the imminent disaster, so everyone focused on the doctor—or rather, his notebook.

By chance.

Zhang Jue got it.

Then it was lost by coincidence.

He had read the content, but couldn't understand it.

The doctor used a special kind of writing, a kind of writing that has never appeared on earth.

Zhang Jue has always been fresh in his memory.

Now, he finally saw the people who used this kind of writing again.

It turned out to be an epidemic doctor.

This is something he didn't expect.

If the notebook hasn't been destroyed, it's fine. You can ask the epidemic doctor to help you see what the doctor has written on it.

At the beginning, Zhang Jue wanted to decipher the notebook, but now it seems that he is still too young, because the language used by epidemic doctors cannot be deciphered by cryptography and language experts all over the world.

So the question is, why would the doctor use it? Is it because he has also been in contact with epidemic doctors and learned this language?

Zhang Jue remained silent, thinking in his heart.

The epidemic doctor was found in the city of Montauban in southern France. According to the archives, he was housed at site19, site17, and Area225. He has only moved to site14 in recent years. Although many researchers have contacted him, he actually searched The scope of personnel has been reduced a lot.

As long as there is their information, old Smith should be able to recognize the doctor.

In the video that Smith recorded, the doctor was lying down, so the Anomalous Biology Administration has not been able to find him. It seems that this time he can locate the target ahead of the Administration.

Although the doctor who found this timeline may not be of any use, but the other party can escape at the end of the day, and there must be something extraordinary.

The epidemic doctor's current state is not quite right, Zhang Jue did not disturb him, and silently exited the room.

After leaving the epidemic doctor's laboratory, he used his authority to immediately retrieve all the information of the researcher related to the epidemic doctor.

Thinking of the time cost of learning that complex language, another batch was eliminated, and only a dozen researchers were left to meet the requirements.

Zhang Jue sent their information to old Smith.

Old Smith and Zhang Jue are not simply a relationship between superiors and superiors, they are more like partners created by trust.

Before Zhang Jue was taken away by the one-way ticket, he once asked him to help protect Yang Xue.

After his return, the old Smith disappeared again.

Even Zhang Jue didn't know where he went.

Twenty minutes later, he replied to Zhang Jue's message.

Only one sentence, concise and concise.

"There is no such doctor in there."

No?

Zhang Jue was stunned, could it be that his thinking was wrong?

Within two minutes, old Smith sent another message.

"In the past two years, I have checked the information of most of the researchers of the Anomalous Biology Administration, and found no trace of the doctor. It is possible that he has not yet joined."

Haven't joined yet?

It's no wonder that even the Administration did not find this person.

It’s only more than a year since the end of the world. Has this doctor not joined yet?

Or because of the butterfly effect, he will no longer join the Anomalous Biology Administration?

Zhang Jue slapped his lips. Since this line of thinking is not acceptable, he can only ask the epidemic doctor.

Seeing Zhang Jue go and return, the epidemic doctor stopped the experiment in his hand and looked at him in a daze.

Zhang Jue was stared guilty by him, saying that this little angel really had a problem.

After a while, the epidemic doctor asked, "Counselor Zhang, is there anything wrong with me?"

"Yes." Zhang Jue nodded simply, "Do you have time now?"

The epidemic doctor said: "Let's talk about it."

Zhang Jue smiled and said, "Could you tell me which language you used to record the experiment? I look very interesting and want to learn it."

He thought it was an ordinary request, but the epidemic doctor shook his head: "Consultant Zhang, I'm afraid you can't learn it."

"why?"

"Because we think differently."

"Um?"

The epidemic doctor turned around and looked at Zhang Jue, took out his notebook and placed it on the desktop, and wrote a few paragraphs on it with a pen.

"The language you are using now, whether it is Chinese, English or other characters, is linear. This is related to your human way of thinking, because when you are thinking, it is like this, from A to B, from B to C, and the text I use is different."

The epidemic doctor picked up the pen again, turned a new page, and wrote in his words.

Zhang Jue noticed that when writing that kind of text, the Epidemic Doctor wrote in disorderly and disorderly words, and finally formed a large group of symbols linked together.

It is indeed very different from the normal way of writing by humans.

Because if one of the links goes wrong, the subsequent strokes will not match.

It's as if painting requires composition, but the epidemic doctor does not have that kind of action at all.

To learn this language, you probably have to upgrade your thinking to another dimension. Before writing, you have to think about the entire composition, because it affects the whole body. If there is a change in the middle, the workload will be geometric If you consider that the notebook has to turn pages, it is indeed impossible to do it with a normal human brain. No wonder the epidemic doctor said that he could not learn.

Zhang Jue frowned: "But as far as I know, there are indeed humans who can use this language."

"No." The epidemic doctor shook his head, "Believe me, if he can use this language, it means that this person is by no means an ordinary human."

Zhang Jue narrowed his eyes.

Because the words of the epidemic doctor seemed to remind him.

There was a flash of light in his head, but he couldn't catch it for the time being.

"Okay." Zhang Jue shook his head as if resigned to his fate, gave up the idea of ​​learning this language, and said: "If I can draw some symbols in this language, can you translate it for me?"

The epidemic doctor pondered for a moment and said, "Although it is very difficult, I can try."

At that time in Mobius Cave, Zhang Jue tried to translate the notebook under the threat of the Black Queen, but before he could start, he was interrupted by the giant snake.

However, he can still remember clearly that there are several symbols in it, appearing very frequently, almost on every page, and they must be very important information.

Zhang Jue retrieved the appearance of the symbol from the Hall of Memory and drew it carefully in his notebook.

I don't know whether Zhang Jue's painting skills are too bad, or the translation of the text itself has a certain degree of difficulty. The epidemic doctor studied the symbol for a long time before speaking.

"If I'm not mistaken, this symbol should mean'flip'."

"Flip?"

"Yes." The epidemic doctor nodded, "It can extend all the words related to flipping, such as turning around, overturning, or standing upside down."

Zhang Jue stared at the graphic for a long time and asked, "Then can I also understand'it' as a betrayal."

"Of course." The epidemic doctor said.

…

After communicating with the epidemic doctor, Zhang Jue has been thinking about it all the time.

The words of the epidemic doctor seemed to open the door to a new world for him, reminding him of some other possibility.

He was about to write down his thoughts when a knock on the door rang.

It's Simmons.

This straight man who only knows programming held a document in his hand and handed it to Zhang Jue.

"Consultant Zhang, I might have to go to Meiguo."

"What's wrong?"

Zhang Jue took the document and found that it was a transfer order from the headquarters to transfer Simmons to Site15 to work for a period of time.

In fact, this kind of personnel transfer is very common in the administration. Simmons was transferred in this way at the time. Besides, Zhang Jue was still the deputy stationmaster, so there was no need to notify him.

But everyone who works on site14 knows that because of the existence of Zhang Jue, this site is different from other places, and there is always a sense of separation from the headquarters.

The personnel appointments at the headquarters can't even match Zhang Jue's words, so even after receiving the instructions, Simmons still came to ask Zhang Jue for instructions.

For Zhang Jue, Simmons is a rare talent.

As far as he is concerned, he doesn't want to let go anyway.

But he also knows that Simmons' ambition has always been to go to site15 to manage those abnormal electronic and program-related projects. It is overkill to keep him at site14.

"Do you know why you were transferred?" Zhang Jue asked.

Simmons shook his head.

Zhang Jue thought for a while and dialed the phone number of the headquarters.

On the other side of the phone, the operator heard Zhang Jue's voice and was very respectful. It seemed that he had expected him to call for inquiries a long time ago, so he immediately informed him of the reason for the transfer of Simmons-the administration website was hacked.

To be precise, it was the database of the co-authored novel website that the Administration put on the extranet to confuse the audience.

At present, those big guys at site15 are still doing technical investigations and urgently need support.

Hearing the news, Zhang Jue couldn't help frowning.

A few days ago, Leshan just said that various countries would define these things as "cults." Only a few days later, the database was hacked.

If this is a coincidence, he doesn't believe it.

But why would anyone hack this kind of thing?

Even if they move all the databases and get some fake project information, does it make any sense?

Zhang Jue couldn't figure it out, but he was sensitive to the danger.

He handed the transfer order to Simmons.

"You go." He paused, "Be careful."

…

I have to say that the MRW organization has indeed left a considerable shadow on Zhang Jue—not to say how scared Zhang Jue is, but every time their methods are unpredictable and unpredictable.

He is in the light, the enemy is in the dark, this kind of anti-thief feeling for a thousand days makes people a little uncomfortable.

Since his return, MRW hasn't shown up for several months.

But he knew very well that those people were not counseling.

On the contrary, they are likely to be brewing a bigger conspiracy.

His comfortable life at present is just the peace before the storm.

Many things recently, it is very likely that they are playing tricks outside.

Zhang Jue wondered in his heart, when he could draw them out, just catch them all in one go.

But he also knew that it was difficult. The other party was not a fool, and was even very good at using this kind of conspiracy and tricks. General traps didn't work for them at all.

If you really want to entice them out, you must pose a real threat to yourself and make them feel that you have the opportunity to take advantage of it-but it is really a dilemma that you can make trouble for yourself and make him look like a fool.

In this way, Zhang Jue jumped back and forth between "make yourself a little trouble, lead the snake out of the hole" and "lie at home, it's very sweet, waiting for work", and suddenly he couldn't make up his mind.

After two days of this, he found that he didn't have to worry about this matter at all.

Because reality does not give him choice at all.

On this day, he was boringly scrolling through short videos.

A burst of very special music suddenly came out of his pocket, accompanied by a buzzing vibration, which frightened him.

Because that was a special phone number given to him by O5-1.

The last time he came back from another world, O5-1 just sent a text message.

This time he called directly, and Zhang Jue felt a bad premonition.

He quickly pressed the answer button.

"Hey?"

"It's me." O5-1's processed voice came, and Zhang Jue heard that she seemed a little tired.

"Ah, I know, what's the matter with you."

"Help me go to the site135 site." She said.

"Yes, no problem." Zhang Jue said in a casual tone as usual, "Did something happen there?"

"Site 135..." O5-1 paused, "The nuclear bomb exploded."

…

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I will write the ending according to the established outline, but because of the limited level, I won't say any adjectives such as "perfect".

It's a new book, I don't know if it will be cut in half because of poor grades and dare not plant the flag.

The reason for the double opening is to make some extra money, and secondly, to drain the old books. After all, the old books are restricted because of the subject matter. I am also very helpless.

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I deleted two and I was still upset, so I just had a positive wave with you.

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