I’m In Charge of SCP

Authority World Calendar, year 2227.

country C.

Jiangzhou.

At 6 o'clock in the afternoon, Deyun Tea House was full of people.

"Hurry up, the show has started, hurry up and find a seat, it will be gone in a while!"

"Don't squeeze, don't squeeze, squeeze again to get pregnant!"

"Where are my shoes?!"

"Damn it, whose dentures flew out!"

From the inside to the outside, all the spectators came to watch the performance.

The stage of the tea house is not large, and there are only a dozen tables below. Hundreds of spectators encircle the hall on three floors and three floors. Some are sitting, some are standing, some are squatting, and they are just hanging on. The lights are on.

They looked excited, and it seemed that today's program should be very exciting.

At 6:30, the curtain opened on time, and a square table and a chair appeared in the center of the stage.

The audience was all calm, and the originally noisy teahouse suddenly became quiet, and needles could be heard.

Then, a young man in a black coat with a folding fan came up from the backstage.

"A lot of people came today, I'm very pleased." He greeted the audience.

Immediately, everyone cheered.

Some girls even shouted "I'm going to give you something like a monkey".

The young man laughed, cupped his hands and clasped his fists at the crowd, then sat on the seat, holding the case with both hands, and slowly opened his mouth.

"The law-abiding dynasties are sad, and the strong beams sing every night;"

"Riding a mule at the expense of others, starving righteously and justly;"

"Building bridges and making up roads is blind, and there are many murders and arsons;"

"I went to the Western Heaven and asked my Buddha, and the Buddha said, "I can't do it!"

There was a loud bang, followed by applause.

The young man smiled slightly.

"Everyone, don't be impatient, and listen to me slowly - we said in the last book that the protagonist Wang Yu is facing the biggest predicament in history-"

…

Deyun Tea House is a newly established tea house in Jiangzhou in the past two years.

Although the name is Tea House, it is not aimed at the elderly who love tea. Its target customers are young people in their teens and twenties.

Not for anything else, just because the stories told by the storytellers are mostly comprehension fighting, science fiction, a bit similar to Shuangwen, and more in line with the taste of modern people.

Compared with those classical masterpieces, his stories are relatively "new", and compared with those online articles, they are relatively in-depth.

Not only that, the book can be popular in this teahouse, mainly because the storyteller has a unique charm.

He is young, and he is more detached most of the time, but his eyes are very calm and deep, giving people a sense of wisdom, as if he has experienced many things.

About a year ago, the storyteller opened a pit of "Anomalous Creatures Administration", which attracted a large number of fans because of the twists and turns of the story.

From the perspective of the development of the plot, today is the day when the whole book ends.

Many fans came here especially, and the small tea house was crowded to the brim. There were still many people looking inside with their toes on their toes, begging the staff for more seats.

These people failed to get tickets. If they can't get in, they can only wait to listen to the recorded version online tomorrow.

But there is no way to do this, because it is visible to the naked eye, and it really cannot be stuffed in.

They could only wait anxiously outside.

Nearly four hours later, a gong rang and the performance finally ended.

In the venue, all the spectators were still unfinished. They did not leave the venue and go home as usual, but stayed where they were, and were reluctant to leave for a long time.

"This is the end?"

"It seems... it's over..."

It is difficult to adjust the story, although the overall story is wonderful, but the ending does not meet everyone's requirements.

Some looked disappointed, while others frowned.

But no matter what, this over a year-long story has finally come to an end.

Under the instructions of the staff, these audience members still reluctantly left.

Among them was a little girl who looked only fifteen or sixteen years old, and looked like a high school student.

Taking advantage of the security's inattention, he slipped into the backstage of the tea house.

It was the first time she had done such a thing, sneaking her head in the corridor, for fear of being discovered.

After hiding in the toilet for a while, she only dared to come out when she heard that there was no sound of anyone outside.

I don't even know what she wants to do.

She looked left and right in the backstage of the tea house, but because it was late, the staff were all off work, and some rooms were not turned on, so it seemed a little dim.

She began to regret it, wondering if she shouldn't have done it.

Suddenly, her shoulder was gently snapped from behind.

She was startled and almost cried out.

But at the last second, she covered her mouth.

The little girl turned back slowly, only to see a young man looking at her with a smile.

"Little sister, what are you doing here?"

The little girl's pupils gradually enlarged, and the look inside changed from fear to surprise.

"It's really you?!"

In front of her was the storyteller who was performing on the stage not long ago.

No one knew what his name was, and he always called himself "Ben Handsome Guy" when he was telling stories.

"It's me." The storyteller nodded with a smile, and then asked, "Little sister, the show is over, why don't you go home?"

When the little girl saw him, she was very happy at first, but when she heard his question, her expression became serious again.

"I'm here to find you!"

"Find me?"

"Yes, I'm looking for you!"

The little girl's tone became unkind, and she glared at him.

The storyteller scratched his head with his hand, probably wondering if he had done anything inappropriate recently.

Seeing his suspicious appearance, the little girl snorted and said, "I'm not satisfied with your ending!"

It turned out to be so.

The storyteller laughed.

"There are a thousand Hamlets in the hearts of ten thousand people, little sister, no matter how good I am, it is impossible for everyone to be satisfied."

The little girl was stunned when she heard what he said.

"In the hearts of 10,000 people, aren't there 10,000 Hamlets, how come there are only 1,000?"

The storyteller said: "Because of ten thousand people, only one thousand have their own ideas, and the rest are just ramblings that follow the crowd. If others are dissatisfied, she is also dissatisfied—"

The little girl pondered for a moment, and then she reacted: "You said that I am a wallflower!"

"How can it be." The storyteller snorted, "Little sister, it's getting late. Have you finished your homework? Hurry up and go home."

"I'm seventeen years old, not too young!" The little girl raised her chest, as if to testify for her words, proving that she was "not too young".

Immediately, she realized that she was being led out of rhythm by this hateful storyteller, and said again: "Don't interrupt, I'm not satisfied with your story!"

Well, this chick is quite persistent, and the storyteller shrugged.

"Why are you dissatisfied?"

"I gave the money!"

The storyteller laughed: "Little sister, don't make a mistake, our family's stories are told for free for two weeks, and in the third week, you only start asking for tea money, and it's a one-time fee. If you are not satisfied with the story, you can leave at any time. Now that you have heard the ending, and then spray me again, is it a little immoral?"

The little girl was at a loss for words, she wanted to say, I gave the money, I am God, but when she saw the smiling face of the other party, she couldn't say it.

The storyteller's temper is a bit like that of the protagonist, both good and evil, especially his smile, which is indescribably bad.

Seeing her speechless, the storyteller laughed and walked into the office next to him.

It was after ten o'clock in the evening, and the little girl was a little scared, but at this time, her stubborn temper came up, and she didn't care much, so she followed in.

Seeing the little girl's courage, the storyteller smiled.

He sat on the chair, put his hands on the back of his head, and looked at the little girl: "Since you can find me, it means that we are destined. Tell me, what are you dissatisfied with?"

The little girl finally found a chance to speak, and immediately said, "I'm not satisfied anywhere!"

"There's no way to talk, little sister. I suggest you listen to other books."

The little girl also felt that she had said too much, and said: "The ending, I am the most dissatisfied with the ending you said tonight."

"Oh? Auntie, where did you end up offending you?"

The little girl thought for a while and said, "Your ending is too sudden. The day before yesterday, it was said that the protagonist was going to fight the villain, and it suddenly ended today. Many things have not been explained. I don't know how the protagonist won."

"Little sister, even if you listen to the book, you have to use your brain, okay? How did he win? I have a lot of foreshadowing in front of me, so I have to feed it into your mouth?"

The little girl was speechless again, she knew that the other party was right.

She had been listening to the story and knew the habits of storytellers.

The other party likes to set the stage. A line or a prop may have appeared a long time ago, and the audience did not realize it until it was used.

She even suspected that this hateful person might have already thought about how the protagonist would win at the beginning of the story, and waited until the finale.

The little girl hummed, "I'm here to listen to the story, not to exercise my brain power."

"Yeah, I also said that if you don't like it, you can listen to it in another place, vote with your feet, and then spray me again when I close the door, the effect is not better."

"Why do you say this every time, I want to see it, I want to say it."

"Then I won't follow your ideas. How about it? It's fair."

The little girl obviously couldn't talk to the other party, but it was normal, after all, people rely on their mouth to eat, and she was only a high school student.

Her fists were clenched and her face flushed, clearly angry, but her good upbringing didn't make her say anything unpleasant.

The storyteller picked up the teacup and took a sip.

He looked at the little girl's face and couldn't help laughing.

"Okay, as I said, we are destined, and it's not easy for you to come here. I can give you a hint on how the protagonist can defeat the monster."

"Really?" The little girl was overjoyed and asked quickly, "What hint?"

"This reminder is me."

"you?"

The little girl looked bewildered.

At this moment, the storyteller was sitting leisurely in his chair with a teacup in his hand.

What's the hint?

Is it possible to defeat the monster from another world just by drinking tea?

But the little girl is not a fool after all, she immediately thought.

The style of this storyteller is very obvious. He is a fan of natural reasoning. He admires telling everyone all clues equally. Since he said there are hints, there must be!

The little girl stared at him for a long time, and suddenly her eyes lit up.

"I see! It turns out he's relying on—"

"Shh—" The storyteller put his index finger to his lips and shook his head.

The little girl closed her mouth immediately, but the look in her eyes became more and more excited, as if she knew some great secret.

Obviously it's a story, but it makes them look like a spies connection.

For the first time, the little girl caught up with the storyteller's thoughts, and she was very happy, and asked again, "But why don't you just say it directly, anyway, it's missing a paragraph."

The storyteller spread his hands: "If you don't want to say it, don't say it."

What an odd person!

The little girl knew there must be an inside story, but none of that mattered.

Seeing that the little girl hadn't left yet, the storyteller said, "If you have any more questions, let's ask them together."

Seeing through his mind, the little girl was a little embarrassed, but since she came here, she couldn't care so much, so she continued to ask, "Why did everyone resurrect after that?"

Instead of answering her question, the storyteller asked, "What do you think? Why did this happen?"

The little girl frowned: "The protagonist... he made a condition with that almighty god?"

The storyteller laughed and said nothing.

"Did I guess right?" the little girl asked.

The storyteller smiled and said, "That's right, it's not right."

The little girl looked at him and suddenly understood what he meant.

This ending is a semi-open ending. The story has developed here, and the final battle, how the process twists and turns, is actually not important.

Listeners just want to know how the protagonists end up.

Any description of details is superfluous.

"Okay, it's getting late, you should go."

The storyteller stood up, ready to drop off the guest.

"Wait, I have one last question!" The little girl hurriedly stopped him, "You said, do there really exist so many anomalous creatures in the world, does the Authority really exist?"

The storyteller's movements were slightly delayed.

"Children, the stories are all made up."

After sending the little girl away, the young storyteller came to the roof of the building where the tea house was located.

It was half past eleven in the evening, and the wind was blowing.

The sound of high heels sounded, and a woman came out of the stairwell.

"It's over?"

He looked back at her: "Why is this so wrong?"

The woman glanced at him: "Your heart is not clean, naturally everything is ambiguous."

The storyteller laughed and put his arms around her waist.

The woman put her head on his shoulder, and the two looked at the new crescent moon in the sky together.

"The person in the organization... called me again." The woman said suddenly.

"What?"

"It's not because you refuse to see them."

The storyteller cut.

"I worked so hard to bring the time line back to the end of the world. Is this how they repaid me?"

"They always have to think about the future of humanity."

"Ha ha."

"What are you going to do?"

"Then make it difficult to see them, you know, I'm very busy - but the person who can persuade you to persuade me, I'm a little curious about who he is."

"you guess?"

…

Shijing Huating is a newly opened real estate in Jiangzhou. It is not far from the city center and the price is not cheap.

The occupancy rate is not high because it has just been built.

But what is certain is that the identities of the people who live here are extraordinary.

Some people say that the houses here are specially approved by the government, and even if you have money, you can't buy them.

At 10:30 in the morning, a car with a foreign license plate was parked at the gate of the community.

Two people came out, one was wearing a traditional long gown from country C, and the other was wearing a suit.

The man in the long gown was probably in his early thirties and had a refined temperament, while the man in the suit looked younger with bright eyes.

The outfits of these two people looked strange together. The security guard of the community was about to stop them when the man in the suit took out something that looked like a certificate from his jacket pocket and handed it over.

The security guard took it over and looked at it carefully, his pupils dilated slightly, and then immediately returned the things respectfully and saluted.

The two walked all the way to the villa area.

The young man in a suit looked around at the situation in the community. He had been working in the management bureau for a while, and he could naturally see that more than 90% of the people here were colleagues.

Not only the security guards at the door, but the residents, the property and the cleaning are all eyes of the Authority.

He also saw some hidden cameras and alarms, all of the latest from the Authority.

The Administration has been deployed all over the world, but it was the first time he had seen so many people in a community.

But he didn't ask.

The headquarters sent him to study with the "teacher" around him. Since it is studying, listen and read more, but don't ask too much. He understands the truth.

The two came to the property, and when the receptionist saw their documents, they immediately respected and invited them into the back office.

The office was shaded with curtains, and dozens of large and small screens were hung on the wall, all monitoring the same house without exception.

Several "property personnel" are staring at those screens, for fear of missing any details.

The man in the long gown coughed lightly, and the person in charge in the room saw him and immediately came forward to meet him.

"Sir, you are here!"

He hummed: "Captain Huang, introduce the situation."

Captain Huang looked bitter: "Sir, the situation is not very optimistic. Just this month, we have already had three colleagues resign."

"what happened?"

"It's too stressful."

The man in the gown held his chin with his hand, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "Well, the monitoring of the target is based on a rotating system, which is limited to three months. In addition, a psychological evaluation is conducted for all employees here every month. "

"OK."

Next, Captain Huang made some reports on the current situation of the target.

The young man in the suit just listened quietly from beginning to end, and it was not until the two left the property that they spoke for the first time.

"Sir, who lives here?"

The gentleman said: "He is a man who can save the world when danger comes."

"Then why does the Administration still monitor him?"

The gentleman smiled: "Because when the world is not in danger, he is the greatest danger."

The young man nodded in understanding.

The two continued to move forward.

After passing through several bright and dark posts, the two people came to the core area of ​​the entire community.

Just as they were about to cross a certain intersection, the man in the long gown suddenly stopped.

Although the young man did not understand, he also stopped.

After a while, he saw two strong men, one yellow and one black, coming from not far away.

The yellow-skinned man had a disfigured left face, which was very scary, while the dark-skinned man looked like a certain movie star.

The two clasped their fists at the person beside him at the same time.

"Mr. Le, long time no see."

Leshan raised the corner of his mouth: "Captain Guan, Captain Smith, stay safe."

Guan Peng nodded and looked at the young man next to him: "I'm sorry, Mr. Le, we were ordered to let you in alone."

Leshan smiled lightly and glanced at the young man next to him: "It will be beneficial to let Flair and I go to see him."

There must be something special about this young man being accepted as a disciple by Leshan, but Guan Peng shook his head.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Le, the order is like this. Even if No. 1 comes in person, I can't let her go."

Leshan sighed.

At this moment, Smith's walkie-talkie rang, and a female voice came from the opposite side.

"Captain Smith, let them in."

"understood."

After crossing the first line of defense, Leshan and his disciple Flair continued to move forward.

Then at the second intersection, I met a woman in a red suit.

"Mr. Le."

"Master Ning."

Ning Suiyu shook his head gently: "Mr. Le, I'm no longer the head of the Administration Bureau."

Leshan looked at her: "No. 1 has always regretted that the Administration has lost such an excellent employee as you."

Ning Suiyu's eyes dimmed for a moment, and then said, "Say sorry for me, I failed her cultivation."

"Everyone has their own fate, and there is nothing to be sorry for." Leshan said calmly, "Miss Ning, how have you been in the past two years?"

"not bad."

"That's good."

The two walked forward as they spoke, with Flair following behind them.

He didn't know until then that this woman was the famous former site66 webmaster Ning Suiyu.

According to legend, No. 1's first choice was Ning Suiyu, but for some reason, she gave up that position, so she was replaced by herself.

He only knew that Ning Suiyu had resigned and left the Administration, but he didn't expect that the other party was here.

The three came to a villa.

Young people recognize that this is exactly where those Authority employees are monitoring.

Ning Suiyu took out an apparently special key, inserted it into the door lock, turned left three times, and turned right three times, and then the door opened with a click.

"Come in, he's in there."

Leshan nodded and stepped in.

The young man glanced at Ning Suiyu, and just saw Ning Suiyu's smile, he blushed and walked in with his head down.

The scene after entering the door is very different from what I imagined.

Inside the door was not a house, but a field of wheat.

The setting sun shone on those heavy wheat ears, looking around, it was golden.

At least these fields have to be hundreds of thousands of acres.

His teacher was standing high up, looking at the field in a trance.

Seemingly sensing Flair's accident, he said mildly, "It's the masterpiece of the Antimemetics Department."

The Antimemetics Department, this is a department that exists in legend, and young people have only heard its name.

"Does this department... really exist?"

"certainly."

There is a house in the middle of the wheat field. It looks the same as the villa outside. At first glance, it is carefully designed by a designer, but the area is much larger.

When the two got closer, they saw that there was a large garden outside the house and a swimming pool beside it.

There are two huge sun umbrellas on one side of the pool, and several white loungers are placed below, and it seems that people often sunbathe here.

As soon as they arrived at the gate of the villa, the door opened automatically, and a man in his fifties in a tuxedo walked over to them.

"maysir?" authentic British London accent.

It looks like he should be the housekeeper here.

Leshan and the housekeeper explained their intentions, the housekeeper nodded, and then brought them into the villa.

Not long after Flair sat down, he heard footsteps coming from outside the door.

Gu Jing

The door opened with a creak.

An oriental man with black hair and black eyes walked in.

"Oh, let me see, who is this coming?"

He smiled and gave Leshan a bear hug, and then punched Leshan hard in the chest.

Leshan also laughed.

Flair's eyes widened. He had studied with Leshan for more than two years, and he could already see that although Leshan kept a gentle smile most of the time, that smile was formulaic, just a mask.

After seeing this oriental man, his smile is the real smile.

It was also the first time in more than two years that Flair saw his master with a heartfelt joy.

The two sat down, and the man glanced at Flair and asked Leshan, "Is he the successor chosen for No. 1?"

Leshan nodded.

The man looked Flair up and down, then smiled and nodded: "Yes, yes."

This evaluation is a bit perfunctory, but Flair can feel that the other party is not malicious.

After he finished speaking, he asked, "What would you two drink?"

But before Leshan and Flair could answer, he walked over to the coffee machine in the corner, took out two coins, put them in, and pressed a few times on the keyboard above.

Do you need coins for your coffee machine at home?

Flair was a little puzzled, but didn't speak.

After a while, Du Fang walked back with two drinks of different colors and placed them in front of them.

"You two take it slow."

Flair politely picked up the cup and tasted it, and immediately widened his eyes. This is definitely the best drink he has ever had, no one!

Leshan didn't move. He looked at the person sitting on the opposite sofa and said, "Consultant Zhang, you should know my intention. The Administration must know what deal you have made with 'him'."

Flair reluctantly put the cup in his hand on the table, and he was sensitively aware of the discord in the air.

Leshan, his own master, always looks calm and confident, as if nothing can stymie him.

Only this time, it seems to have encountered a problem.

The person on the opposite side had Erlang's legs crossed, his hands rested behind his head, and the corners of his mouth were raised. He said word by word:

"Leshan, the first day you met me?"

…

Zhang Jue sat on the sofa with his hands behind his head, and the expression on his face was a smile but not a smile.

"Leshan, the first day you met me?"

Just this sentence made Leshan silent.

Although it is only a few words, it contains many, many meanings.

It was not the first day that Leshan met Zhang Jue, and he knew his temper very well.

Zhang Jue's behavior has always been wild and unrestrained, and he is not bound by general morality and laws.

But what is certain is that whoever treats him well will treat him well.

If Leshan didn't know him very early, and he helped him many times before he made a fortune, he might not even be able to get in this door.

For Zhang Jue, the relationship between him and the Administration is always just mutual use, and this has not changed from beginning to end.

And Zhang Jue helped the Administration to tide over the difficulties many times, and he did not owe any favors to the Administration.

Even in the last disaster, if Zhang Jue hadn't turned the tide in the end and asked the upper-level narrator to rewind the timeline to before the apocalypse happened, most of the people in the world would have died.

Now that the end is over, the Administration has not suffered any losses, and a problem that has been suppressed for a long time has been put in front of the thirteen administrators of the Administration.

How to deal with Zhang Jue?

Zhang Jue came to this world for a few years, and the administrators discussed this issue more than once, but at that time the end was approaching, and most people were reluctant to establish such a strong enemy again.

Now times have changed and the world is back on track.

So what should Zhang Jue do, the X factor that the Administration cannot control?

Although most people think that Zhang Jue will not be detrimental to human beings, but who can guarantee that he will not suddenly go crazy?

What the Administration can do is to monitor him and never let him out of sight.

And more importantly, at the end of the last apocalypse, what kind of deal did he reach with the upper-level narrator, and what was the direction of the world?

When the Administration sent someone to contact him, his elusive side was revealed. In the past two years, no employee of the Administration could have a good word with him, let alone inquire about any news.

Those employees in the administration who were originally close to Zhang Jue, such as Smith and Guan Peng, as well as the Antimemetics Department, have completely become his disciples.

As a last resort, the Administration could only ask Leshan to go out.

After the apocalypse, Leshan handed over all the power under his control to No. 1, in exchange for No. 1's absolute trust.

She handed over her chosen successor to Leshan for training.

This incident taught her that, at some point, the wisdom of the East seemed to work better.

After many requests on the 1st, Leshan had to agree to come and talk to Zhang Jue.

He knew very well in his heart that Zhang Jue was willing to see him because he recognized him as a friend, but if he opened his mouth to talk about business, then the relationship would no longer be a friend, but an opponent sitting on both sides of the negotiating table.

Now Zhang Jue not only possesses terrifying strength, but also holds all the secrets, and also has a large number of abnormal projects in his pocket.

Arguably, he is the most powerful anomalous creature other than the upper narrator.

The Authority couldn't even locate him, let alone take him into custody.

But no matter what, the Zero Five Council must come and give it a try.

In contrast, Zhang Jue is very clear about their thoughts.

Of course, he didn't intend to ignore them either.

If the person who came today was not Leshan, he would not even be interested in coming forward.

Leshan is very aware of his temper, so when he finished saying this, he just sighed.

Zhang Jue smiled and asked about Leshan's situation in the past two years.

After Angelo was taken into custody, No. 2 also retired, and the next generation of talents in the management bureau withered, and No. 1 relied heavily on Leshan.

Although he is not in charge of specific affairs, he has the right to speak in some major decisions, as if he is already the mainstay of the administration, and it can be regarded as the realization of his ideal in life.

Zhang Jue nodded with a smile.

Zhang Jue kept them in the villa for dinner, and sent their master and apprentice out of the villa at sunset.

After sending Leshan away, Zhang Jue sat on the sofa in his living room and remained silent.

Yang Xue walked downstairs with it and handed him a glass of freshly squeezed juice.

Although there is a 214 at home, Yang Xue has never liked to use that thing.

Zhang Jue has a carefree personality, and ordinary things will not change his mood, but the arrival of Leshan seems to have affected him.

Zhang Jue took the juice, drank it, then smiled, pulled Yang Xue onto his lap and sat down.

He put his ear on Yang Xue's lower abdomen: "Come on, wife, let me hear what our daughter is doing."

"It's only been less than two months, how can there be any movement."

Yang Xue stroked his hair gently, a soft maternal radiance on his face.

"Why a girl, don't you like boys?"

"It's better to be a girl. If you can't control a child, it would be too **** bad to harm someone else's girl. If anyone dares to attack our girl's idea, I will destroy his morality."

As if thinking of something, Yang Xue laughed.

"Last night Karina called me and said she and Shirley would be back next week."

Zhang Jue raised his head and looked at Yang Xue suspiciously: "Why did they only call you? Did you make some shady deal?"

Yang Xue looked at him, the smile on her face could not be concealed: "Guess what?"

The two were talking when a creak sounded.

A blond woman hid behind a bedroom door upstairs, watching them timidly.

Yang Xue smiled at her: "Sister, come here."

The woman's big eyes blinked, then she squeezed her body and came downstairs.

Although she has lived for a while, she is still not used to the environment here.

Yang Xue took her hand and said, "Sister, don't be afraid, if he bullies you, you will come to me."

166 glanced at Zhang Jue and nodded shyly.

…

At six o'clock in the morning, the sun had just exposed its forehead, and the sleeping people had not woken up.

In a field of wheat, a man's scream suddenly sounded from the originally quiet villa.

"what!!!"

The door of the villa was pushed open, and a shirtless man with only boxer briefs rushed out of it like a madman.

His eyes were very frightened, and he kept slapping his back.

A huge cockroach was lying on his back, shaking with his movements.

That cockroach was more than half a meter long, very terrifying.

The man was so frightened that he rolled on the ground, as if he wanted to crush it, and the two sides were entangled.

"Gluck cluck-"

Not long after, a woman's silver bell-like laughter sounded from above her head.

The man was stunned for a while, only to realize that two women, one big and one small, were floating in the air, looking down at him.

Karina covered her mouth with one hand, which seemed to be quite uncomfortable, and even Shirley, who had always had a cold expression, twitched the corners of her mouth.

Seeing their expressions, Zhang Jue suddenly felt that something was wrong. He touched it with his hand, only to find that the huge cockroach stuck behind him was actually a stuffed toy.

Seeing Karina's smug expression, she didn't know it was her masterpiece, and immediately cursed: "Karina, I'm not finished with you!"

Karina in the air smiled: "It's not over, it's not over, you said."

After the catastrophe, Karina wanted to go out and travel the world, and Shirley went with her.

These two women are together, and even the Administration can't do anything about them, so Zhang Jue is not worried.

Now that more than two years have passed, they have finally returned.

On this day, Zhang Jue's villa became lively after a long absence.

Those who were related to him were invited to the party.

After the end, it was the first time everyone gathered together like this.

Zhang Lei took some members of the Hongying team and the Black Pearl team to catch voles in the wheat field.

Smith, Guan Peng, and Du Jingtian sat in the pavilion outside fighting against the landlord, their faces covered with notes.

Yu Hongzhi and Simmons were playing chess beside them.

Zhang Jue stood holding his shoulders, looking left and right, occasionally making a bad move.

Old Smith was fishing alone by the lake behind.

The women were busy in the villa.

There are servants in the villa, but it is better to cook this kind of meal by yourself.

Soon it was noon.

Yang Xue said hello and everyone returned to the villa.

There were more than 20 people at the two tables, all of whom were Zhang Jue's confidants.

The time is half past one in the afternoon, and everyone is already hungry and their chests are on their backs.

There are more than a dozen dishes of various sizes on the two tables, which are very rich.

To be fair, including Yang Xue and Ning Suiyu, none of these girls actually know how to cook, and Karina, Shirley and 166 have never even touched kitchen utensils.

But after all, there are professional chefs in the villa. With their help, the two tables of Chinese and Western dishes still look very appetizing.

Zhang Jue sat in the main seat.

On his left is Yang Xue and on his right is Xue Li.

Yang Xue's left is the succubus little sister, and Shirley's right is Karina.

On the lower hand side, Guan Peng, Smith, Old Smith, Du Jingtian, Yu Hongzhi and Luo Lisi were seated in order.

As usual, before the banquet, as the host, Zhang Jue should say something.

But he has never played cards according to the routine. He rolled his eyes and set his eyes on Yu Hongzhi and Luo Lisi.

The Antimemetics Department managed by them has now become the core force in Zhang Jue's hands.

"I said you two, do you have something to say to me?"

Yu Hongzhi glanced at Zhang Jue and hesitated.

Although he grew up in the West, he still retains the subtlety and shyness of the East in his bones.

On the contrary, Luo Lisi said generously: "Consultant Zhang, we are getting married, and we will ask you to be our witness at that time."

Zhang Jue didn't answer her words, but smiled and said, "Okay Yu Hongzhi, I asked you to help me manage the Antimemetics Department, but your kid gave me a burglary, tell me, how should I punish you?"

Yu Hongzhi's face flushed red, but he dared to say, "I'm not guarding myself, I really like Norris!"

"Stop talking nonsense, come on, fine three drinks!"

Everyone laughed, rushing to pour wine for Yu Hongzhi. In these days, everyone was happy to watch the fun.

After Zhang Jue had finished Yu Hongzhi, he looked at Guan Peng again.

"Lao Guan, I heard that you have been very close to Mrs. Zhou, who is dancing the square dance next door. When will I go to be a witness for you?"

Guan Peng was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect the fire to burn on his head, so he quickly waved his hand: "Don't stop, the eight characters haven't been written yet, don't make trouble for me."

Zhang Jue laughed: "Understood, you can speak when you need me. I will be your wingman. That stinky boy in her family fought with his classmates two days ago, and I helped settle it."

Karina didn't know the reason and asked, "How did you settle it?"

Yang Xue said angrily: "The school is looking for parents, he went to impersonate others as uncles, and finally let the head teacher see through."

"Accident, it's purely an accident, Lao Guan, I believe I'm always right." Zhang Jue laughed, seeing that all the dishes had been prepared, and shouted, "Open the table!"

He was about to move his chopsticks, but was stopped by Xue Li, who was sitting next to him.

Zhang Jue looked at her puzzled.

Karina smiled and said, "Don't rush to move your chopsticks, you can eat only after passing our test."

test?

Zhang Jue was confused.

Karina clapped her hands, and the servant came over again with the dining cart.

There are five small plates on the dining car, red and yellow, full of aroma, all of them are scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

As we all know, Zhang Jue loves scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

He was still puzzled that there was no such dish at the banquet, it seemed that it was premeditated.

After the servant put all five plates of scrambled eggs with tomatoes on the table, Karina smiled and said, "Brother Zhang Jue, there are five plates of scrambled eggs with tomatoes, one of which is made by Sister Yang Xue, and the other four are made by us. Yes, can you guess which one she fried?"

Zhang Jue rolled his eyes, and there were just five women sitting beside him.

No wonder they can't cook and they are busy in the kitchen. It turned out that this was the idea.

"What if I guessed wrong?" Zhang Jue asked.

Ning Suiyu said with a smile: "We have already talked to Sister Yang Xue, if you can't guess, today's meal will not be yours."

If you don't eat food, it's a small matter, and offending your wife is a big deal.

Outsiders think that he is enjoying the blessings of everyone, but the red flag at home does not fall, and the colorful flags are fluttering outside. It is easier said than done.

Zhang Jue glanced at Yang Xue pitifully, the two looked at each other, and Yang Xue smiled at him.

He whispered: "Can you give me some hints?"

Before Yang Xue could speak, Karina immediately said, "Sister, we agreed, we can't cheat."

Yang Xue spread her hands to Zhang Jue, and her expression was very similar to him.

When the elders at the other table heard this, they all smiled and gathered around.

Watching the fun is not afraid of big things, and there are not many times when you can see the omnipotent Consultant Zhang slumped.

"Consultant Zhang, in my opinion, maybe none of these five dishes were fried by Dr. Yang." Du Jingtian hugged his shoulders and offered advice.

Smith nodded: "Maybe all five sets were made by Dr. Yang."

Guan Peng smiled and said, "Or maybe two sets, but not three sets?"

Everyone, every word you say, give him bad ideas.

Zhang Jue quickly waved his hand and asked them to stand aside: "Go, go, what do the big men know!"

When it comes to cooking, Zhang Jue is not very good at it, but when it comes to eating tomatoes and scrambled eggs, he is an expert.

The tomatoes and eggs he had eaten together could almost circle around Jiangzhou City.

But this time, he was really embarrassed.

Five plates of scrambled eggs with tomatoes were placed in front of them, and they were all the same.

This dish is difficult to say, anyone can cook it, but it is definitely not easy to say it is simple, the same material, the taste can be very different.

Too sour tomatoes are not good, too sweet is not good, eggs are too soft and not good, too hard is not good.

One of the heat is a person and a style.

Yang Xue is not a housewife. She has her own pursuits and ideas. She mostly does experiments and rarely cooks.

Even Zhang Jue rarely gets to eat her craft.

There were five similar-looking scrambled eggs with tomatoes in front of them. It was hard to say whether Zhang Jue could taste them.

Still that sentence, even if he really chose the wrong one, there is no substantive punishment, and Yang Xue will not be unhappy because of it.

But his reputation as a consultant Zhang is about to be ruined, this is not good!

Zhang Jue's face was serious, more serious than ever.

He first looked around a few plates, then smelled them one by one, and finally tasted them all again, in order to judge which one is Dr. Yang's masterpiece from all aspects and levels of color, fragrance, and taste.

Time passed by a little bit, and three minutes passed in a flash. Seeing Zhang Jue's solemn expression, Karina was playful and asked with a smile, "How is it, the surname is Zhang, can you taste which one my sister Yang Xue made?"

Zhang Jue ignored her and glanced back and forth on the five plates.

Shirley hugged her shoulders and snorted, "If you can't figure it out, don't pretend."

Ning Suiyu pinched the stopwatch on the side.

"5, 4, 3, 2, 1—"

"I see!"

The two spoke almost simultaneously.

Zhang Jue pinched the point and gave the answer.

"this."

He pointed to the second plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes on the left.

"This is it!"

Everyone looked at each other, even the five women didn't know where the waiter put the plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes made by Yang Xue.

But it can't be messed up, because the lower plates are marked.

"you sure?"

Karina laughed.

Zhang Jue gritted his teeth: "I'm sure! Let's open!"

"Okay!" Karina clapped her hands, and the plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes on Zhang Jue's finger floated into the air.

Everyone looked up and saw that under the plate, there was a large and small "Yang" written with an eyebrow pencil.

Zhang Jue guessed right.

This dish is exactly what Yang Xue made.

He laughed.

"I just said, why can't I taste the dishes my wife makes? You guys are underestimating me too much! Who am I, I'm the famous consultant Zhang!"

Seeing his proud look, everyone laughed along with him.

With Zhang Jue, there is never less happiness.

This meal was enjoyed by the guests and the host. The women left the table after eating, and the remaining group of men drank and fought until dusk gradually dispersed.

Zhang Jue has long since ascended to God, and his physique will not be drunk at all.

But at this time, he wouldn't use his supernatural power to defuse the hangover, and everyone liked to drink him, so he was already a little drunk.

After sending Smith and others away, he fell asleep.

When I woke up it was already dark.

The cold moonlight shines on the floor through the window, a silvery white.

Zhang Jue lay on the bed, slowly opened his eyes, and found that Yang Xue was sitting beside him, looking at the night sky outside.

Seemingly sensing something, Yang Xue looked down.

The eyes of the two crossed each other, neither of them said a word, and they held hands together.

After a while, Yang Xue said softly, "How long have you been here?"

"I don't remember, it's been a long time."

"It's been a long time indeed. I still remember that Dr. Li hated you very much at that time."

"Wow, if you don't say it, I almost forgot about this person."

"How do you know I made that plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes?"

"It's too salty, hiss—lightly—"

Yang Xue withdrew her hand from his waist and rolled his eyes at him.

Zhang Jue smiled and pulled her into his arms.

The two embraced each other and looked at the moonlight outside the window.

Time seemed to stand still.

Yang Xue lay on his chest, listening to his strong heartbeat, and said, "Sometimes, I feel as if I only met you yesterday, and every time I think about so many things, I have an unreal feeling, I I'm afraid that when you wake up, you will be gone."

"No." Zhang Jue brushed her blue silk like clouds, "Everything is over."

"Yeah, it's over."

The two slowly closed their eyes.

…

The next moment, it suddenly opened.

Both eyes were gleaming.

Look out at the night sky.

After a while, there was a knock on the door.

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The eyes of the four crossed each other, and then looked out the window again.

After another two minutes, Ning Suiyu rushed over from the bedroom, guarding 166.

They seemed to sense something too.

The surrounding temperature is getting lower and lower, and the cold moonlight outside is getting brighter and brighter.

The air seemed to freeze.

I thought it was all over, but in fact, it was far from there.

Looking at the gradually larger five-pointed star in the night sky, Zhang Jue laughed, and then sighed.

"Sure enough, he still won't let me go so easily." He shrugged, his expression seemed a little helpless, "Well, who made me the invincible Consultant Zhang?"

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