As an SCP enthusiast, Zhang Jue certainly knew how generous the conditions offered by the Foundation.
This means that he has almost the power second only to the O5 Council, and can access most of the Foundation's information, which is enough to explain the Foundation's attitude towards him.
He didn't know the reason, but what was certain was that the Foundation wanted him, and what it wanted was no small thing.
That's kind of interesting.
The Foundation even has the black technology of restarting the world, so what troubles can't be solved.
Zhang Jue couldn't think of it, and didn't want to think about it.
To be honest, joining the foundation is actually exactly what he wants.
If you want to strengthen yourself and return to the original world, starting with the foundation is undoubtedly the best way.
Since joining the foundation is a matter of mutual benefit, he doesn't bother to care so much.
The next day, Zhang Jue went to visit SCP-053 as scheduled.
Seeing Zhang Jue, the little girl was very happy. Zhang Jue taught her some little magic tricks, and the two played for an afternoon.
When the staff in the site encounter Zhang Jue, they will respectfully call out, "Hello, Consultant Zhang."
Obviously, the webmaster Yang Wenbo had already informed about Zhang Jue's joining the foundation. Everyone knew this new consultant and knew that he was the hottest person on site14.
In the evening, Zhang Jue came to the roof to see the scenery.
The site14 site is built in the suburbs, far away from the urban area. It is a different feeling to watch the sunset from here.
"In high spirits."
A female voice came from behind him, and there was some dissatisfaction between the words.
Zhang Jue didn't turn his head back: "Ah, to tell you the truth, sometimes being handsome is really a burden, and beautiful women follow you wherever you go."
Yang Xue blushed slightly and snorted.
"What are you doing in the containment area, not just to see Shirley?"
For some reason, Yang Xue stopped calling the little girl 053.
"I said I missed you, believe it or not." Zhang Jue smiled wickedly.
"distrust."
"Oh? Why?" Yang Xue's decisive answer made Zhang Jue curious.
Yang Xue looked at him: "You seem to be a fool, but in fact, every word you say and everything you do have a strong purpose, and it is unlikely that you will come to such a dangerous place because of a woman. ."
"Those who know me, Dr. Yang too." Zhang Jue snapped his fingers, "To tell you the truth, I came here to do an experiment."
"What experiment?"
Zhang Jue showed a [DATA EXPUNGED] look: "You will know when you come."
The two walked through the containment area and came to the E3 area.
Most of the anomalies contained here are Euclid-level anomalies.
The foundation has four main classifications for projects, safe, Euclid, Keter, Thaumiel, and their detailed introductions are not listed here. We only need to briefly explain them based on the famous box test.
for an unusual item.
If you lock it in a box and set it aside and nothing bad happens, then it's probably Safe.
If you lock it in a box and put it aside and you're not sure what's going to happen, it's probably Euclid.
If you lock it in a box and set it aside and it escapes easily, it's probably Keter.
If it's the box, it's probably Thaumiel.
Euclid-level anomalies, which may not be very dangerous, are usually highly uncertain.
Yang Xue didn't know what experiment Zhang Jue was going to do.
Although Zhang Jue's current authority is very high, because of the 682 incident, all experiments currently done by site14 must go through multiple rounds of evaluation.
The two walked all the way in the corridor. After a certain corner, Zhang Jue finally stopped outside the door of a containment room.
He first entered his fingerprints, then entered the password, opened the door, and pointed to the contents.
Yang Xue was shocked: "Do you want to use 'me' for experiments?"
...
Hello, I'm SCP-426, and I have to introduce it this way to avoid confusion.
I'm a regular toaster that bakes slices of bread when powered up, but when any human mentions me, they subconsciously use the first person.
Despite numerous attempts, no way has been found to speak or write information about me in the third person.
When I've been around an individual for two months, the individual will start to think they are a toaster too, and unless prevented by an external force, these individuals will eventually seriously injure themselves by trying to mimic my standard functions.
I was given as a gift to a newlyweds and I didn't find any cards or identification marks on my box.
About two months after this family received me, firefighters arrived because of a circuit fire.
The hostess died of electrocution when she tried to swallow an entire electrical socket, and two other victims were also killed shortly before the fire.
Her mother-in-law swallowed nearly 10kg of bread and died of internal bleeding, and her husband died of blood loss after trying to [harmonize] with me.
The only survivor is an already severely malnourished old gentleman who claims he inserted some slices of bread a week ago and is still waiting for the toast to pop out.
After the police noticed my anomalous abilities, I was confiscated by the Foundation, and all officers affected were given Class-C amnestics.
Still later, I was brought back to the facility by the Foundation, where I performed many experiments, and was eventually placed in a sealed room without any surveillance equipment or windows.
The door leading to my room must have a label that is completely unrelated to my number and properties to prevent my main effect from accidentally spreading.
My presence and some of my characteristics are only known to staff at Level 3 and above.
Assignees must rotate monthly to avoid being affected by my secondary effects, and psychiatric evaluations are mandatory at the end of each month.
Staff members who are truly unaffected can be reassigned to me at least four months after their last rotation.
Any staff affected by me are to receive Class-C amnestics and transfer to another site. UU reading www.uukanshu.com
Finally, let me stress again, I'm really, just a toaster.
When Zhang Jue opened the door, I lay well on the table.
The woman next to him said, "Do you want to use 'me' as an experiment?"
"Yes." Zhang Jue walked up to me, "I just want to try it with SCP-426."
Hearing Zhang Jue's words, the woman was slightly taken aback.
"You can actually describe me in the third person?!"
Zhang Jue nodded: "Yes, I can, I have tried it on the site, I will not be affected by SCP-426, I am here today to confirm whether this immunity will be affected by distance , at present, it seems that it will not."
He patted my shell hard: "SCP-426, your uncle's!" Then proudly said: "Look, I'm the first person who can scold it."
The woman covered her forehead and seemed speechless at what he had done.
Zhang Jue laughed.
The woman sighed: "Then this is a successful experiment, what are you going to do next?"
"No no no." Zhang Jue shook his head, "At present, it can only prove that Shirley and the bread machine are ineffective for me, and the samples are too few. If possible, I would like to find another project to experiment with."
"Which project?" the woman asked subconsciously.
Zhang Jue showed a [DATA EXPUNGED] expression: "Dr. Yang Da, do you know where SCP166 (Succubus Girl) is contained?"
SCP166?
The woman was stunned for a while, then shouted loudly: "Rogue!" Then she walked out of my room.
Zhang Jue quickly chased out: "Dr. Yang, you believe me, I want to have a heart-to-heart with her, it's really just a heart-to-heart talk--"