A white fog.
Zhang Jue came to his dream again - to be precise, he returned to his own world again.
This time, he appeared by the sea, not far from the Statue of Liberty.
As in the dream, the location of his appearance is completely random.
"help me--"
The little boy's cry for help sounded.
Zhang Jue sighed.
He was now certain that the cry of the little boy in the altar of SCP087 was the same sound he was hearing now.
What is the connection between the two places?
"I will save you," Zhang Jue said, "but you have to tell me what happened here."
The cry for help stopped, and after a while, there was a faint sound.
"Searching--"
"Looking for what?"
no answer.
Zhang Jue spat: "My mother has a leg."
...
After the SCP087 incident, Zhang Jue officially began to perform his duties as a consultant.
Under his guidance, research at Site14 has grown by leaps and bounds.
Any experiment, as long as he is present, can basically be successful.
If there is any abnormality that is difficult to contain, ask him to mention it, and the problem can be solved immediately.
The researchers at Site14 were about to confess him as a god.
Whenever he appeared, it would cause a round of robbing battles.
In order to please Zhang Jue, those researchers tried their best, some gave him delicious food, some massaged his legs, and some even directly asked him if he could have an in-depth exchange in the evening.
As a last resort, Yang Xue could only order each laboratory to summarize the requirements, and Zhang Jue would arrange the timetable according to the importance and personal preference. This was considered to solve some problems.
In site14, only the webmaster Yang has been hiding and unwilling to see Zhang Jue, because the allowance and other benefits that Zhang Jue requested at the beginning have been delayed by the foundation headquarters and have not been approved.
Once the two met in the toilet, Station Manager Yang had no choice but to say, "Consultant Zhang, you must understand the difficulties of the Foundation. If the Foundation wants to be independent from various countries and not be restricted by them, it cannot be created. Too much interaction, especially with money—"
Zhang Jue can understand this, but understanding comes from understanding, but he has scolded stationmaster Yang countless times in his heart, not knowing when he will be able to live in the staff dormitory of the foundation.
He didn't want to live in the dormitory, firstly because the conditions were too poor, and secondly because there were some things he didn't want others to see.
Like his newly developed skills.
After coming into contact with Shirley, he gained the ability to heal himself.
The last time he entered SCP087, he beat SCP-087-1 several times, and when he came back, he found that he had acquired another ability - terror projection.
Now as long as he wants, he can release the breath that can make people or other creatures feel fear at any time.
He had tried it in the forest, and at the current level, he could directly scare a bear that was irritated by him so much that he didn't dare to move, and those little fish, shrimp, and ants could even be scared to death by him.
It seems that things are similar to his speculation. He is not only immune to some SCP item effects, but can also gain some of their abilities through contact.
——But it doesn't seem to work for the bread machine. Probably this way of acquiring abilities only works on "live" objects.
Also, there is one sad thing.
Shirley and Uncle 682 were both transferred from site14 for some unknown reason.
Specially approved by the O5 Council (the top leadership of the SCP Foundation), there is no room for negotiation at all.
The day when Shirley left, the sun was shining.
Zhang Jue hugged her all the way.
"When you get there, be obedient,
Eat more and eat less snacks, so that you can grow as tall as your brother, you know. " The little girl hugged her little bear puppet and nodded obediently: "Xue Li got it."
It was not until the moment of farewell that the little girl's tears fell from her eyes: "Brother Zhang Jue, you must remember to come and see me."
Zhang Jue smiled and said, "Definitely."
The little girl lowered her head, tears fell to the ground, she wiped it hard, and handed the bear puppet to Zhang Jue.
"Brother Zhang Jue, I gave this to you. You have to keep it well. If one day Xue Li doesn't remember you and you come to me with it, I will definitely not let others hurt you!"
...
Zhang Jue stood on the roof, watching the car escorting Xue Li disappear into the distance.
The sound of high heels sounded, and Zhang Jue knew who it was without thinking.
"It turns out that you also have such a side." Yang Xue stood beside him.
"Oh?" Zhang Jue smiled, "Which side? I have another side, do you want to see it? Very exciting."
Yang Xue was already partially immune to his trash talk, but his ears were still red.
She rolled her eyes at Zhang Jue: "Forget it, take it as if I didn't say it."
"Am I misunderstanding?" Zhang Jue shook his head, "Hey, I've been too tired recently, and my head is not good. Dr. Yang, please take care of me."
Yang Xue sighed and handed over the information in his hand: "This is the directory of all the anomalies contained in site14 that you want - all the ones that can be found within my authority are here, your authority is higher than mine, maybe even more Can find something else."
Zhang Jue took the information in his hand and flipped through it at will.
"No, that's enough."
Yang Xue asked: "Do you only need the catalogue? Some abnormal situations are very complicated. Their documents have several G's. You can find them on the Foundation's computer - or I can send them directly to you."
"nonono, don't bother, all the information about them is here." Zhang Jue nodded his head with his hand, "I'm just not familiar with this site, I've been in the laboratory these days, and I'm getting sick from boredom. Now, Dr. Yang Da, if it's convenient for you, can you show me around?"
...
Under the leadership of Yang Xue, Zhang Jue finally had a clear understanding of site14.
site14 has 18 floors, 12 above ground and 6 underground.
The 12 floors above ground are mostly administrative areas and research institutes, the basement floor is a laboratory, the second floor is a test area—that is, where 682 was executed, and the third floor is the real containment area, where many ghosts and snakes are contained. here.
With Yang Xue's authority, she can only go to the fifth underground floor at most. As for what monsters are contained in the sixth underground floor, she does not know.
Apart from the specialized researchers, only two webmasters of UU Reading www.uukanshu.com have the right to know - Zhang Jue should be added now.
It was after 12 o'clock in the night, and the two walked through the site 14. Because it was a little late, they only walked around in the test area of B2, and did not continue to cause trouble to the security personnel.
There were only the two of them left in the dim corridor, talking softly as they walked.
Yang Xue suddenly felt that Zhang Jue was there, as if the entire site was a little more angry.
However, it seems time for a break.
Zhang Jue lives in the staff dormitory next to the site.
Although Yang Xue has his own house in the city, he usually rests in the site's office.
The two stopped at a fork in the road.
"Then, I would like to thank Dr. Yang Da today." Zhang Jue said.
Yang Xue frowned slightly, Zhang Jue was so polite all of a sudden, she was not used to it.
Zhang Jue suddenly remembered something: "By the way, this should be considered overtime today, remember to ask the finance to calculate the overtime pay for me, oh, and the meal cost for the night snack."
Yang Xue sighed, this is the real Zhang Jue.
She was about to say goodbye.
"Ring-ring--"
The rapid alarm sounded, accompanied by the continuous flashing red light, as if the whole building was shaking.
Zhang Jue frowned and looked at Yang Xue: "What's wrong?"
Yang Xue's lips were pale. She had worked in the foundation for many years, and this was the first time she had heard an alarm of this level.
The red light flashes at the highest frequency, not a fire, not an enemy attack, but a large-scale containment failure!
This means that more than 50% of the containment in the site has all escaped!
Her voice trembled a little: "No, containment failed!"