I’m In Charge of SCP

"I'm selling news. There is nothing I don't know about here, young man, do you want to know the secrets of this city?"

The seller hiding in the corner lifted his blanket, revealing the fluffy mouse face.

Zhang Jue looked at him, then shook his head: "I don't want to."

"..."

The Ratman did not expect that he refused so simply, and the thought-up lines were useless.

"Man, aren't you curious?"

"Not curious."

"..."

I can't talk this day.

It's the first time that Ratman has encountered such a person after having been here for so long.

It doesn't give it any chance to lay down at all.

He didn't know, but Zhang Jue was actually very curious about everything here, but he couldn't believe him.

Because he has "thrifty brows and rat eyes", he is not a good "person" at first glance.

Sure enough, just as the Rat Man desperately wooed Zhang Jue, not far behind, a group of soldiers, led by a slime, came to this side.

The slime pointed at the rat man in the corner with his body, looking like he wanted to eat him.

Seeing that the situation is not good, the rat man quickly packs up his things and prepares to run away—although there is only one chair.

"Well, I've left beforehand, goodbye bye."

After that, the rat man changed from a human form to a rat form, and ran away in a hurry.

The soldiers wanted to catch up, but there were too many customers here, and the mice ran too fast, and soon gave up.

Zhang Jue watched the whole process as if he were watching a play, and then continued his gold rush journey.

There is no sun in this city, and there is no distinction between day and night. Zhang Jue can only judge the rest time based on his watch.

Of course, with his current physique, it is fine to not sleep, but it is not a last resort, and there is no need to turn around.

After some scouring, he already had a lot of things on hand.

But most of them are useless, but I haven't seen it before, the picture is fresh.

He left the underground exchange and returned to the ground, looking for a place to rest.

There are travelers from all planes here, and the trade is very developed. He didn't bother to find a place similar to a hotel.

The owner of the hotel is a local, wearing a mask.

Zhang Jue took out a few gems obtained from the underground exchange and put them on the counter. The boss took a look in his hand and compared **** to him.

It means that he can live here for two units of time-about four days.

Zhang Jue nodded.

As mentioned earlier, the aboriginals in this city-state are all humanoids, all dressed in very exaggerated prom services.

And all of them are very indifferent, and will never speak without a last resort.

Their voices are generally very hoarse and low, and very unpleasant.

Zhang Jue even wanted to take off their masks to see if they looked like humans.

When I came to my room, I found that it was quite normal, at least there was a bed and a table.

Zhang Jue lay on the bed, planning to have a good night's sleep.

He has been thinking about how to get out of here these days, and he hasn't had a good rest.

After sleeping for about three hours, he woke up leisurely, because his stomach was a little hungry.

He took out two bags of braised beef noodles from the different space and soaked them.

The local food is a kind of paste, and it seems that there is no appetite at all. Where can instant noodles be delicious.

After three minutes, the aroma is overflowing.

Zhang Jue picked a fork and put it in his mouth, making a harp.

There seemed to be something unusual in the street downstairs.

Zhang Jue put down his beef noodles and went to the terrace to look down.

I saw a group of soldiers in yellow armor patrolling the street, as if looking for someone.

They should be the subordinates of "Chief Huang".

After two glances, he felt boring. Zhang Jue was about to go back to eat noodles, but he heard a sound of "sucking".

He went back to the house immediately and saw that the rat man he had met in the underground exchange was eating his beef noodles with his paws, and it was not too hot.

When did he come in? I didn't even notice it.

Sure enough, this other world can be multiplied.

Zhang Jue slowly walked into the room and said, "It's immoral to just eat other people's food."

Seeing someone coming back, the Ratman, instead of being scared, laughed.

"Brother, what kind of food are you, it's so fragrant, I've never eaten something so delicious—oh, it's you, we've seen it before—"

The Mouse Man recognized Zhang Jue and was even more brazen. He even drank all the soup. Zhang Jue felt painful.

Seeing his familiar appearance, Zhang Jue smiled and said, "The slime came to you before because you stole someone else's food?"

"..." The Ratman was embarrassed for a while, "It's all a deal. How can it be called stealing if you like me."

Zhang Jue pointed to the empty bowl on the table: "I didn't promise to make a deal with you."

"I can't help it, I can't help it." The mouse man chuckled, "Man, I think we two are predestined, otherwise how would I escape-Bah, how come to you, I am not an ungrateful person, since I eat If I get your stuff, I will answer one of your questions for free, how about it?"

He had already eaten the noodles, and Zhang Jue couldn't really open his stomach to see how many bowls he had eaten. Two bags of instant noodles changed a problem. This business was done.

He thought about it, and was about to speak.

There was a sudden commotion outside the door.

The rat man suddenly became alert.

Zhang Jue glanced at him, then opened the crack of the door and looked outside, only to see the yellow soldier searching in other rooms.

Zhang Jue's room is at the end of the corridor, and according to their speed, they will come over soon.

"They're here to find you?"

Zhang Jue pointed at the door and asked.

"How, how is it possible, I'm a good person." The Ratman was obviously very guilty.

"Then you go out now?"

"Don't, chase me away now, neither of us can survive."

Zhang Jue put his ear on the door, and those who searched were already in the next room.

"What should we do now?"

"Don't worry." The mouse man smiled, "I have my own way."

...

About three minutes later, three searchers knocked on Zhang Jue's door.

Without showing any documents, he rummaged in his room.

Here, they are the absolute authority and do not need any explanation at all.

Zhang Jue stood outside the door, watching them use a special instrument to detect in the house, as if sweeping mines.

After detecting everything inside the house, the soldier inside shook his head at the captain outside the door.

The captain outside the door made a gesture, and then all the team members left the building.

Zhang Jue watched them disappear at the top of the stairs, and then walked to the next block.

He whistled and closed the door.

A small gray mouse came out of his hair, fell to the ground, slowly grew bigger, and then transformed into a human shape.

Seeing that he has this ability, Zhang Jue probably guessed how he got into his own room.

"If I hand you over to them, will I get some rewards?" Zhang Jue said.

The rat man picked up the kettle for instant noodles on the table, poured himself a glass of water from the bowl, and took a big sip.

"Brother, I advise you not to think about these things, they both have problems in their minds. They will only kill both when they see us together, and then go back and return to life."

Zhang Jue recalled the mechanized actions of the soldiers, nodded, and agreed with the Ratman's statement.

Both the people living here and the guards seem to lack the emotions that normal humans should have, and I don't know what caused it.

Zhang Jue smiled again: "If I am a bald, you have no place to hide, what should I do?"

"My life-saving means is more than this one." The Ratman was very proud. "Man, we are also considered to know each other. My name is Pritt, what is your name?"

"The wind is clear." Zhang Jue arched his hands and opened a trumpet for himself as usual.

If he is wanted for this rat man in the future, it is Feng Qingyang's doing it, and it's up to him, Zhang Jue.

"Brother Feng Qingyang." The Ratman put the water on the table and looked at Zhang Jue, "After eating your food, you saved me again. In return, I can answer your two questions. It's time to add'money'."

After getting along for a while, this rat man doesn't seem to be that bad either.

Zhang Jue nodded: "The first question, where is this?"

Pritt was the first "person" Zhang Jue knew in the true sense after coming here. Although the indigenous people could communicate, Zhang Jue didn't want to ask them. He always felt that these people were like puppets and had problems.

Cannibals are short and soft, and Pritt is not a big gangster, he just loves to take advantage of it.

With these two simple questions, he did not have the need to deceive Zhang Jue.

"The place we are in is called Wuyouyi. It is the territory of this city-state, and there are more than a dozen large and small countries around it, all of which are dependent countries here. They pay tribute every year and become ministers every year."

"City-state."

Hearing this word, Zhang Jue thought of Europe in the Middle Ages for no reason.

The city-state system has many advantages, but the disadvantages are also obvious. After all, everyone wants to be a big brother and accept worship and tribute from other countries.

However, thinking of the four lords here who are so fascinating, I think it's impossible.

Rebellion must have that strength.

Although Zhang Jue hadn't seen them, the guests and bosses in the underground exchange didn't even dare to mention their names, which was enough to explain something.

Zhang Jue shook his head and was not satisfied with Ratman’s answer: "Brother Mouse, you don’t seem to understand what I mean. I don’t care what the country’s name is. What I care about is, “Where” it is and which one it is. The universe? Which planet? Or which continent?"

"'Here' is'here'." The mouse man shook his head, "This does not belong to any universe, planet, or continent. This is a place completely independent of them."

The more I speak, the more mysterious it becomes.

But Zhang Jue can probably understand what he meant.

This place should have been created by the master here from the gaps in multiple universes.

Therefore, all the creatures in the world can be gathered here, unimpeded.

"Second question." Zhang Jue pointed out two fingers, "how do I leave here and return to my original world."

As soon as Zhang Jue's words fell, Ratman looked at him with an idiot look.

"Man, I don't understand, why did you leave here? Isn't it good here? There is no law, no morality, and no one knows you. As long as you are not caught by those brain-disabled soldiers, this place is simply heaven."

Zhang Jue glanced at the empty bowl on the table: "So your heaven is stealing other people's food every day?"

The mouse man scratched his head with his paw awkwardly: "I didn't mean to eat your food, this thing is so fragrant!"

Instant noodles really are eternal gods.

Even people from other planes couldn't resist it.

Zhang Jue said: "You haven't answered my question, how do I get out of here."

The mouse man looked at Zhang Jue: "Do you really want to leave here?"

"if not?"

"Seeing that you are pretty good, I have to remind you that this is a place where many creatures want to enter but cannot enter. Even if you master the method, it will cost a certain price every time you come in, so do you want to leave?"

"I still have very important things to do. I don't have time to delay here." Zhang Jue remembered Yang Xue's desperate eyes. "The items in the underground market don't have anything that makes me shine. They are all too common. "

"That's because you haven't come into contact with real high-end things!" The mouse man was a little regretful, and found that he finally made a friend, turned out to be a fool, he said: "You don't know how to get out of here? Then how did you get in? "

"I don't know how I got in." Zhang Jue spread his hands, "Does this have anything to do with my want to leave?"

"Of course there is, and it's huge."

The ratman looked around, and then pointed to the door of the room: "Generally speaking, to enter here, a complicated ceremony is required. Depending on the universe and the type of creatures, the rituals are different, but the last step is all It is to enter a door. This door is your entrance to this world. It is also an exit. Whenever you want to leave, just concentrate and imagine the door, and it will naturally appear in front of you. Oh, there is another point to note, if you are locked, once you go out, you will never be able to get in again."

The Rat Man said it interestingly, and Zhang Jue realized that this is a function similar to pulling black.

Presumably, this rat man has been blacked out, so when he encounters those soldiers searching, he will be so panicked.

According to the Ratman, others need a series of complicated sacrificial rituals and a door to come to this world, but he was brought in by a one-way ticket, and he didn't know the door at all.

But as a dead horse is a living horse doctor, the rat man should have no reason to lie to him on this matter.

Zhang Jue slowly closed his eyes.

A few seconds later, with a soft sound, Zhang Jue opened his eyes, and he realized that a door had appeared in front of him.

It is exactly the same as his dormitory door at site14.

There is a door!

Zhang Jue was about to push the door, and the Ratman reminded again: "Brother, I told you, it won't be so easy to come in again."

"I know." Zhang Jue nodded, then took out a box of instant noodles and threw it to him, "Thank you."

Ratman got another box of instant noodles and smiled immediately.

Zhang Jue ignored him and slowly pushed the door open, only to find that it was completely dark inside.

The opposite should be the world that links the administration.

Or maybe it's an abyss?

In Zhang Jue's heart, there was the appearance of Yang Xue when he confessed~www.novelmt.com~ suddenly the worm came to his brain, no longer caring about any danger, stepped in.

...

After the darkness, light came in an instant.

Zhang Jue stepped out of the door half foot and rubbed his eyes.

He saw a bed, a table, and... a mouse holding instant noodles.

? ? ?

Zhang Jue looked around, isn't this the room he was in just now? Why did you come back again?

He looked towards the bed and saw that the door he had just entered was still standing there, and he could even see his ass.

What a shit!

Zhang Jue was about to yell at him, and the rat man also found him.

After seeing the two doors, the rat man laughed.

"Man, it looks like you are in trouble."