I’m In Charge of SCP

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It was foggy.

Zhang Jue returned to his own world.

But this time is different from before.

Ever since he got back here, his head has been hurting like it's about to split.

He can probably guess why.

Because not long ago, he had just collided with the Scarlet King for the last time.

He cut off the way of the Scarlet King's invasion, and he himself was hurt by the Scarlet King.

Before he even had time to say anything to Yang Xue, he lost consciousness.

When he woke up, he came back here.

I won't die in that world.

Zhang Jue thought helplessly.

But then shook his head.

That was out of his control.

Now that you're back here, let's deal with things here first.

And since it's not sleeping, it shouldn't be so easy to wake up this time, just to find out what happened here

He clutched his forehead, even having difficulty walking.

Except for physical skills, he cannot use his other abilities in this world.

In case of danger, there is a high probability that it will be GG.

I don't know if it will affect the body of that world.

To be honest, he actually didn't understand the mechanism of his travel between the two worlds.

Because he had been relying on dreams to come back here.

It seems that this is a "dream" rather than the so-called "parallel world".

But he had always lived here before, and so had his father.

If I have to say it, the Authority world should be a dream.

Zhang Jue felt that he understood Lao Zhuang a little bit.

It is best to take good care of your body before you figure out whether the two worlds are independent of each other.

It would be a big loss if one dead body and two lives were lost.

...

This time his birth point was among the ruins.

There are ruins everywhere.

He endured a headache and looked around.

Then he suddenly discovered that this was in front of the city's No. 1 People's Hospital building where he had left the last time.

But the whole building has collapsed.

There was still smoke in the distance.

How is this going?

He clutched his forehead, trying to recall what had happened before.

Those walking dead are gone.

He came to this hospital according to the message in the mall.

There used to be many survivors here.

But all disappeared for no reason.

He found a diary, which recorded some strange messages.

Most importantly, this diary and Yueqing City on the Internet all mentioned "it".

It seems that "it" is the initiator of this world.

He woke up later, and before he woke up, it seemed that someone called his name.

It's fat!

His buddy!

I don't know who said it, people can have no relatives, but they can't have friends.

Zhang Jue didn't know what to say to the others.

But he very much agrees.

He and his father don't see each other a few times a year.

Fatty Zhang Mingliang is the one I usually contact the most.

When he was in high school, he was the leader of the Anti-Fengzi Volunteer League and dominated Lingnan, but Fatty was always ridiculed and bullied by others because of his size.

Zhang Jue, who was still in the second year of middle school, couldn't see it, so he helped him a few times, and the two became friends after coming and going.

Zhang Jue never expected to meet him again.

But after meeting once, the world has changed beyond recognition.

God is playing with him.

He didn't know how long it had been since the last time he came here, but the hospital was already in ruins.

Now I can only hope that Fatty is ok.

Enduring the headache, Zhang Jue carefully observed the surrounding situation again, and soon found something was wrong.

The hospital and surrounding buildings were destroyed. He thought it was an earthquake or bombing.

But that doesn't seem to be the case.

He saw that the fractures of some broken walls were very flat, and the steel bars inside did not play any protective role at all.

The same is true of the municipal buildings in the distance.

A trapezoid was left standing there, as if it had been cut off with a single knife.

This reminded Zhang Jue of the nano-weapons in the Three-Body Problem.

What the hell is going on here?

This time he didn't dare to yell indiscriminately, otherwise it would kill someone.

The street outside the hospital is an east-west street named Furong, which runs through the entire Jianghai City.

Holding back his headache, he carefully recalled that Zhang Mingliang seemed to be riding a motorcycle from the east at that time.

Just passed by this hospital.

Should the stronghold of these survivors be in the east?

Zhang Jue dragged his tired body along the street towards the east.

He walked for about half an hour without seeing any living things.

But there are signs of battle everywhere.

Around the time he was away, there seemed to be a war going on here.

But to his surprise, he didn't find any bodies.

Most of the city was destroyed.

There were no casualties in such a fierce battle?

Or is it that someone deliberately took away all the corpses, so what is the purpose of doing so?

Zhang Jue thought about these things, walked forward for a while, and then realized something was wrong.

It was already very late at that time, and Zhang Mingliang was riding a motorcycle from east to west, most likely going back instead of going out.

In other words, their stronghold should be in the west.

Sure enough, the headache caused a significant decline in his judgment. This kind of low-level mistake is unforgivable, because it is likely to kill him.

After figuring this out, he could only turn back along the path.

But this time, before he could take a few steps, the chug of a motorcycle came from the opposite side.

A motorbike team was coming towards him from the opposite direction.

They were all in camouflage uniforms and had guns in their hands.

Finally saw the survivors.

Zhang Jue couldn't help feeling a little excited, and started waving to them from a long distance away.

And those people also saw him, speeding up and driving towards him.

Two minutes later, six or seven motorcycles stopped in front of Zhang Jue.

The leader pointed a gun at him: "Who are you?!"

"..."

Zhang Jue didn't know how to answer him for a moment.

In the apocalypse, there is no legal and moral constraints at all, and the opponent's hand looks like a real guy.

He didn't want to be beaten into a sieve by the other party as soon as they met.

"Captain, don't shoot, it's me." Zhang Jue endured a headache and forced a smile, "I am a good citizen, a good citizen of the world."

Another person said in disgust: "There are no protective measures at all, he must be an infected person, third brother, let me shoot him dead!"

The person who spoke had oil paint on his face, and he heard the voice, which turned out to be a woman.

Good guy, before he could say a few words, he would be shot down every now and then. Has this world become so cruel?

If it wasn't for them being able to communicate normally, Zhang Jue must have thought that this world was also invaded by the Crimson King.

The man called the third brother looked at Zhang Jue, hesitated for a moment, and shook his head.

"Swallow, have you forgotten what the second brother said? Don't be so impulsive! Haven't you suffered enough?"

Yanzi snorted: "Then what do you say?"

"Let's take him back and give it to the second brother to decide—hey! What's your name?"

Zhang Jue said nonsense, "Wang Yu."

They tied up Zhang Jue with ropes.

He was taken to a relatively intact shopping mall by motorcycle.

This should be one of these people's strongholds.

Zhang Jue saw all kinds of weapons on the ground.

He was escorted all the way to the door of a storage room, and it seemed that he was going to be locked in this small dark room.

Zhang Jue never thought that after finally meeting the survivors, it turned out that such a thing was waiting to bring him.

"Boss, can you tell me what happened here? What happened to this world?" Zhang Jue asked.

"I want to know too." The third brother's tone was very cold.

Zhang Jue said again: "Why did you arrest me? We are both survivors. Shouldn't we all help each other?"

"We have to determine whether you are a potential infected person first." The third brother was a little impatient, and he was about to push Zhang Jue in.

"Wait a minute! I'll ask one last question." Zhang Jue twisted his body, "Can you tell me the current date."

The third brother looked at him as if he was mentally retarded.

Zhang Jue looked at the other party with the most sincere eyes: "Brother, to tell you the truth, my brain was injured during the escape, and I don't remember everything that happened before. Please tell me, okay?" ?”

"October 13, 2221."

After finishing speaking, the third brother closed the door completely, not giving him another chance to speak.

In the darkness, Zhang Jue sat leaning against a corner, his body was tied with a rope, and his hands were handcuffed.

After such a lot of tossing, my head didn't seem to hurt so much.

"October 13th...October 13th..."

He muttered in his mouth, if he remembered correctly, the last time he came back should be in April, that is to say, half a year has passed.

For a normal society, half a year is nothing, and even one or two years will not see any changes.

But this is the end of the world and cannot be judged by common sense.

And the things here are very evil, even if aliens descend on the earth tomorrow, Zhang Jue will not be surprised.

But now that he has seen living people, although they are not friendly to him, it is considered a considerable improvement compared to before.

As long as he is given enough time, he will be able to find out the truth of the matter.

People outside mentioned "infected", which made him a little concerned.

You have to find a way to gain their trust.

...

Outside the small black house.

Several members of the motorcycle team were sitting together, eating compressed biscuits.

"Third brother, second brother has been away for several days, what on earth did he do?"

"Hey, he said he went to find his brother."

"Aren't we his brothers?"

"Different."

The only woman said: "Second Brother... Nothing will happen to him, tonight is the night of the full moon, can he handle it by himself?"

The third brother shook his head: "The second brother is different from us. He is a capable person, so we don't need to worry about it. We were all rescued by him? Just don't hold him back. Ah Hua, are the equipment ready?" ?”

"It's all ready, but..."

"But what?"

"Third Brother, there are only the last two bars of that gun's energy left, I'm afraid we won't last long."

The third brother nodded: "Close all the doors, I hope we can survive."

The woman glanced at the small black room where Zhang Jue was: "Third brother, do you really need to kill him? Tonight's full moon night, if he is really an infected person, he will be very dangerous."

The third brother shook his head: "I've tied him up. If he shows signs of mutation, it's not too late for us to kill him. If he is really a survivor, we have to wait for the second brother to come back and see if we want to recruit him into the gang." . . ”

...

It was getting dark.

A red blood moon rises in the east.

Over time, it gradually became seven.

Reflect the sky outside into bright red.

Zhang Jue sat alone in the small black room.

He had already used the thumb dislocation method to break free of the handcuffs, and he also untied the ropes on his body, but they were only tied in vain. As long as he wanted to, he could leave at any time.

But he didn't.

After finally meeting a few survivors, he had to gather some information.

Counting the time, it should be midnight now.

But suddenly, he felt a little uncomfortable.

Looking down, the jade ring on his chest actually lit up.

This is the jade ring he bought before crossing, and Zhang Jue's name is also derived from it.

When he came back here last time, he found it at home. At that time, he was a little bit embarrassed, but he didn't expect that there was something wrong with this thing.

...

Near midnight, as the red moonlight became stronger and stronger, countless shadows appeared on the empty street, suspended in the air.

It was the kind of ghost that Zhang Jue had seen once.

They float aimlessly, like ghosts walking in the night.

The third brother and a few brothers hid in the shopping mall, ready for battle.

Suddenly, a ghost passed through the gate and floated in.

There is no lighting in the mall, and they have already extinguished the torches.

But the ghost exuded a light blue glow, which was very obvious in the dark.

Watching it walk into the mall, everyone's heart beat a beat slower.

Everyone covered their mouths and noses, not daring to take a breath, for fear of disturbing it.

The ghost had no intelligence, it just turned around a few times by instinct, and was about to leave.

The woman named Ali finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But at this moment, the ghost immediately turned around, as if it sensed the breath of human beings.

Immediately afterwards, more than a dozen ghosts slowly approached them from outside the door.

"run!"

The third brother snorted.

Several brothers immediately ran to the interior of the mall.

The reason why I didn't hide in the mall from the beginning is because the place where the ghosts spawn is not fixed, and I have the experience of being trapped before.

But now there is no way.

Ghosts can travel through buildings, and they're soon stuck in a toilet again.

"Ah Hua, gun!"

The third brother shouted, and Ahua hurriedly handed him a very technological firearm.

The third brother aimed at a ghost and pulled the trigger.

What the gun fired was not a bullet, but an energy wave similar to a laser.

The energy wave hit the ghost among them, and the ghost was crushed immediately.

The third brother's marksmanship is good, almost one shot at a time, but there are too many resentful spirits chasing them.

His activity space gradually narrowed, and he was soon squeezed into a toilet.

"Third Brother, back!"

Only then did they realize that ghosts surrounded them from the wall outside the toilet.

Enemy from belly to back!

The third brother fired wildly, and the gun suddenly made a piercing alarm sound.

The energy gauge changes from green to red.

This laser gun has been disabled.

There was a look of despair on everyone's face.

There are chasing troops in front, and interceptions in the back.

They have been hiding for so long, are they going to die here today?

The ghosts floated slowly towards them.

Ordinary human weapons cannot attack their entities at all.

But as long as it is touched by them, it will immediately turn into a puddle of blood, leaving no bones left.

Many of them died here.

The light blue hand was only the last ten centimeters away from the third brother.

Suddenly, a loud shout sounded from above their heads.

"Your grandpa Zhang is here, and the evil heretics will retreat quickly!"

...

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