I’m In Charge of SCP

Oops, it was discovered!

If it's just going through the door, it's okay, there is still room for explanation.

But now the house looks like this, messing around. The two of them are sneaky. This is really yellow mud and crotch, not **** or shit.

The ‘people’ from outside walked in.

From the outside, it should be a crocodile, a crocodile walking upright.

If you give him a huge scimitar, it will look like a character in a game.

Seeing Zhang Jue and Sam in the house, and seeing the chaos in the house, he immediately became alert.

"Who are you two?" the "crocodile man who appeared suddenly" asked.

Zhang Jue stepped forward and laughed awkwardly: "The two of us are lost and plan to stay overnight, but the'master here' is not at home, do you know where it went."

The "crocodile man" looked at them suspiciously: "Really?"

"Of course it's true." Zhang Jue lied, his face was not red and his heart beat, "We and the owner of this house are very good friends."

"It turned out to be so, sorry, I misunderstood you."

"The simple silly crocodile man" patted his chest: "It scares me to death. No one here dared to do such a thing yet."

"Is the law and order here very good?" Zhang Jue asked.

"Of course, you must be punished by the gods for doing bad things."

Zhang Jue wanted to ask if there are real gods here, but he still asked the question that he most concerned about: "'Uncle Crocodile', do you know where our friends who live here have gone?'"

"I don't know, I just grew vegetables with it-just that kind of cabbage."

"Then how long have you not seen the'kobolds living here'?"

"About a few days? A dozen days? You know, here, everyone is not sensitive to time."

"Well, if that's the case, then we will leave."

"It's getting dark, two travelers, if you are not in a hurry, you can visit my house. The biscuits I made are very delicious."

"No, we are not travelers, we still have very important things to do, goodbye!"

The creatures in this "weird and nameless forest" are simpler than imagined. At least some creatures are like this.

Zhang Jue and Sam left the house of the kobold they were looking for in the surprised eyes of the "kind crocodile man".

I have to say that this time the progress of the two is tremendous.

They found the home of "the kobold who used Yu Hongbo's routine".

Judging from the situation in ‘this building’, since I have met Yu Hongbo, the ‘kobold who is good at disguising’ seems to have fallen into some kind of anomaly.

Zhang Jue can almost confirm that the'later' should have used the power of the name to swap bodies with Yu Hongbo.

According to Zhang Jue’s guess, the entities living in this ‘Chronospace Forest’ have the power to use their names, but they cannot use their bodies to leave here, so the ‘scheming kobold’ would choose to use Hongbo.

In an extreme point of inference, perhaps the first time the ‘kobold’ mentioned above accidentally met Yu Hongbo, he had already begun to plan this action.

The "other party" deliberately said something interesting to Yu Hongbo and the management bureau, and lured Hongbo to take the bait.

Zhang Jue is still unsure whether the other entities they encountered are as deliberate and natural as the "kobold entrapped by Hongbo".

If this is the case, then the danger for them to travel in this "weird place" will be greatly increased.

I just don't know, where is Yu Hongbo, who now has the body of a kobold.

It's almost evening, and the dusk is all over.

Zhang Jue and Sam continued to walk on the ‘field trail’.

They drank some water and ate something respectively, and the sun went down completely.

I don't know if you have any experience of walking through the forest at night, that feeling is definitely not good.

The surroundings are quiet and silent, and as far as I can see, only the strange-shaped branches are shadowed, very crippled.

The ‘strange jungle’ they are in is already perilous, but now they can’t see anything around, making it even more eerie and terrifying.

Zhang Jue didn't inherit the emotion of fear by nature, and walked leisurely with a flashlight, constantly scanning the surroundings, for fear of missing something.

Sam was not so calm anymore, following Zhang Jue all the time.

Zhang Jue could even hear something whispered in his mouth.

"Have you not spent the night here?" Zhang Jue asked.

"No, no." Sam squatted, "The last time I was eating at that'little fishman''s house, I only went back in the evening, but I did hear that a colleague was in this'dead wood'. Spent the night in."

"Then what?"

"Then they accidentally said the wrong thing, triggered punishment, and died."

"That's really unfortunate."

In fact, there is no point in discussing such issues.

Because this ‘winding path’ can only move forward, and the exit is not always certain.

In extreme cases, they may not be able to go out in their entire lives.

However, according to the records of the Administration, the longest time record for exploring this "anomalous dimensional forest" was 56 hours and 38 minutes, which was created by an agent named Randall Truman.

It is said that he went to three different physical homes for the night and was very brave.

After walking in the dark for a few more hours, I still found nothing.

Although Zhang Jue is still as energetic as when he first came in, he occasionally hums a few unsuitable tunes for children, but Sam looks very tired, his forehead is already covered with cold sweat, and the clothes on his back are also soaked with sweat.

He is incomparable with Zhang Jue, or in other words, no one can compete with Zhang Jue.

Zhang Jue really came here with the attitude of traveling.

"Let's find a place to rest."

Zhang Jue saw his embarrassment and finally slowed down.

"Yes, I'm sorry..." Sam was full of guilt.

But Zhang Jue didn't blame him either.

In his opinion, Sam is just an ordinary researcher, not a well-trained agent. If he hadn't had to go to this "dead forest" to see, Sam would not be temporarily arrested. To a certain extent, Zhang Jue felt that he had dragged him into a dangerous place.

Counting the morning, they have already explored this ‘ghostly forest’ for more than ten hours.

Although Sam has tried his best to restrain it, he needs to filter every word in his brain several times before he dares to speak.

This is not only several times more difficult than ordinary exploratory work.

Except for Zhang Jue, no one can be at ease under such high-intensity pressure.

"It doesn't matter, let's see if we can find a place to spend the night." Zhang Jue said.

Because there is an anomaly in time and space, it does not mean that you can go out if you want to, so the bureau allows investigators to spend the night in this ‘unexplainable forest’.

But there is one requirement-if the local entity actively invites to go home for the night, it is ignored. The explorer must take the initiative and the local entity reluctantly agrees.

I am probably afraid of something tricky.

I don’t know if it’s luck.

Just as Zhang Jue finished talking about finding a place to spend the night, a building suddenly appeared dozens of meters in front of them.

It's like the manor in the west of Meiguo, not big or small.

It was already late at night, and Zhang Jue saw a lantern hung at the entrance of the manor's courtyard.

It’s made of feathers, but the light source inside is not fire, cold light, I don’t know what it is.

According to the requirements of the Administration, Zhang Jue knocked on the door first.

The door was opened, and Zhang Jue didn't even think of the ‘people’ that appeared.

"Wow, two travelers, we met so soon."

It was the ‘slightly dull sand sculpture’ they had seen before, and took half a bag of melon seeds from Zhang Jue.

Unexpectedly, its house is so big, there is no food.

‘We’re lost, can we stay overnight in "Your Home"? ’

Zhang Jue asked first.

He was afraid that this "Sand Sculpture Classmate" would open his mouth and plug his problem back, so they would have to change another house.

After Zhang Jue said, ‘Sand sculpture that pretends not to be stupid’, he was also stunned for half a second, and then said excitedly: “You two, please come in, you’re welcome, I’m worried that no one will speak at night——”

"Uncle! There is a guest at home!"

‘Sand Sculptor with a not very bright head’ shouted into the room.

There was a coughing sound in the room, followed by a low voice: "If you are a friend, please treat me well..."

The voice is getting lower and lower, and neither Zhang Jue nor Sam can hear the second half of the sentence clearly.

It was midnight, and after more than ten hours of exploration, Sam was already very sleepy.

Speaking requires thinking and filtering, so he chose to shut up and watched Zhang Jue and the ‘Brother Diao’ greeting each other.

Don’t look at Zhang Jue coming in for the second time, but he has memorized every rule in detail, so there is no slightest omission when communicating.

The two were assigned different rooms, and Sam made an excuse that he wanted to rest when he was tired, so Zhang Jue was left alone to deal with it.

"Hospitable Brother Diao" was continuing to chat with Zhang Jue, but suddenly there was a violent cough in the room at the end of the corridor.

"Sorry, my friend, I think I have to go see my uncle, he doesn't seem to be very comfortable."

"Gentle Brother Diao" reluctantly bid farewell to Zhang Jue.

Hearing the word ‘my friend’, Zhang Jue raised his eyebrows.

Yu Hongbo fell into the trap because of this.

Putting aside the messy regulations and requirements of the Administration, in fact, in this forest full of secrets, three rules are more commonly used and fucked.

First, you cannot directly call the entity's name.

Second, you cannot use repeated names, whether it is a code name, number, nickname, or even a nickname, etc.-whether it is someone calling you or you calling someone else.

Third, it cannot be known by local entities.

The ‘Da Sha diao’ has not come back, Zhang Jue listened carefully, and he could hear a rather violent cough.

‘Dadiaodiao’ once said that there is also an uncle at home who is very ill, probably the one at the end of the corridor.

After another hour, the coughing gradually decreased, but Zhang Jue was lying on the bed, tossing about to fall asleep, and an unknown premonition rose in his heart.

Before he entered, Ning Suiyu had specially reminded him to be careful, not knowing what kind of strange things he would experience before he figured out the secret of that ‘doghead beast’.

The strange feeling lingered.

Zhang Jue simply got up from the bed.

He opened the door of the guest room and found that the door at the end of the corridor was hidden, with light shining from the gap in the door.

As Zhang Jue rolled his eyes, the ghosts and gods cautiously pressed against the wall and walked towards the room.

When he got closer, he could hear the content of the conversation.

"Uncle, you know, I am very reluctant to bear you."

"Birth, old age, sickness and death, even our elves cannot break away from this law."

Zhang Jue remembered that the "stupid big hanging" said that his uncle was not working anymore, and he probably couldn't hold it for a few days, but he didn't expect it to be true.

Zhang Jue looked into the room through the cracks, and saw that ‘Brother Diao’ had moved a chair and sat in front of the bed.

On the bed is a humanoid monster with a pig's head.

A fierce look.

If it is in a certain game, it can definitely be regarded as a cancer that dominates the world.

"The fierce pighead" looked at his "own nephew": "I have a very important thing to explain to you."

"It's about that war."

"Yes, about that war, it should not be forgotten."

‘Dadiao’ moved the stool forward cautiously: "What the **** is going on? Why did you all have no names after you came."

The ‘person in bed’ was silent for a long time, and finally sighed as if admitting fate: "Simply put, we have been betrayed, betrayed by those nasty humans."

"At that time, we were still living on the other end of the well, and we often used our abilities to help humans to eliminate some terrible anomalies. The place where the abnormal output was produced was called a factory."

"The factory has produced many weird items, many of which are very dangerous. Humans want to destroy it completely, and we have also given them a lot of help."

"Until one day, the factory is successfully captured by them, and we will have time to congratulate them in the future, and they will turn to each other."

"They are afraid that we have the power to control names, so they deliberately used the factory to create another item, depriving us of our name forever, and sealed us together with our hometown in this forest."

"The listener" Weiwei was shocked: "Then me?"

"Yes~www.novelmt.com~The Narrator" nodded, "You are the only one who has a name among all the tribesmen, so you are also the only one among all the tribes who can leave here with your body."

"Then what should I do?" Although Sha Diao didn't have an expression, his tone was a little confused.

"Even in this forest, there are not many people who remember this thing. Everyone seems to be used to life here. Whatever you want, it’s up to you. What I want to tell you is that we will one day, Will go back to the side of the well."

"Pighead's nephew" was stunned, but Pighead laughed: "We have many people who have returned there through various methods. The time to launch the general attack is very close, and we will eventually regain the belongings. Everything to us."

"The younger man covered with feathers" asked, "Why tell me this at this time? Uncle, you can hold on for a while."

"Patient lying in bed" coughed twice: "I know that humans are here at home. We are sealed with power and cannot directly attack humans, but you, yes, Gibson, kill them!"