I’m In Charge of SCP

Early the next morning, Zhang Jue set out on his own for the Karakum Desert.

He got up very early, and the sun had just risen from the horizon.

Most people like to watch the sunrise by the sea, but the sunrise in the desert is not bad.

Zhang Jue faced the sun alone, heading towards the depths of the Karakum Desert.

According to the old couple, Dr. Acheson went out early and returned late every day.

He must not walk far with his feet, so he can delineate the approximate search range.

He walked lonely, the shadow being stretched by the rising sun.

Stepping on this desert, the feeling became more and more obvious.

There must be something wrong here.

Along the way, Zhang Jue was observing the surrounding scenery.

However, as far as I can see, it is still a piece of yellow sand, with nothing else at all.

Not to mention plants like cacti, even some small animals with strong viability like worms and scorpions have not been seen.

Except for the sand, there is no sign of life here.

But this made Zhang Jue more suspicious.

With his feet, crossing this desert in one day is not a problem.

But Zhang Jue did not do this, but imitated a normal person, who should drink water, rest and rest.

Dr. Acheson is already in his fifties, he can't go too far, he must be close here.

Zhang Jue walked forward for a while, and a helicopter hovered above him, looking at the format of the Supernatural Alliance.

Zhang Jue looked up and saw McDowell standing at the door waving his hand.

It seems that this guy can't wait any longer, and intends to come and have a look in person.

It's just that his body is not as good as Zhang Jue, so he can only sit in a helicopter.

However, Zhang Jue thought that there was no use for eggs. In the past two days, the people from the Supernatural League and the Administration had almost ploughed the desert. They almost dig up every inch of sand, but they still found nothing.

There is something abnormal in this desert. If you don't walk through it yourself, it will definitely not work.

Zhang Jue feels like he was at the celebration ceremony of Jiangzhou University.

He could feel that the abnormal item was right in front of him, but he just couldn't see it.

She regretted not taking Yang Xue with her.

He just walked aimlessly in the desert like this.

Walk from sunrise to sunset.

Nothing was found.

But he was not so lost.

Because Dr. Acheson also waited here for three days.

Zhang Jue guessed what kind of conditions should be met.

The sun will set in about half an hour.

Zhang Jue sat on the sand dunes, watching the sunset in the distance.

Dr. Acheson finally found the target, so is there any difference between himself and him?

Race? color?

They are not very similar.

Zhang Jue looked at the various drones and planes flying in the sky from time to time, and had an idea.

He took out his own phone and called Yang Xue and McDowell respectively, asking them to evacuate all the people and objects of the Authority and the Occult League from the desert.

Yang Xue trusted him unconditionally and didn't even ask the reason. After hanging up the phone, she went to the commander of the administration here.

McDowell is a little questionable.

If these detectors are removed, if Dr. Acheson suddenly appears, they will miss the target again.

He couldn't help asking why Zhang Jue did this.

Zhang Jue replied: "Have you forgotten that I know how to locate the five elements and gossip? Now I have to do it, please hurry up and get rid of these messy things."

McDowell immediately said with excitement: "Okay, Consultant Zhang, then it's up to you."

Rely on my ass.

Zhang Jue murmured in his heart.

He just had an idea.

If there is any difference between Dr. Acheson and him now.

When Dr. Acheson was walking in this desert, he must have been alone, and there were not so many aircraft flying around.

So he can only try to restore the situation at that time.

Ten minutes later, all the detectors in the sky had already moved away.

The desert was silent.

Only the afterglow of the setting sun in the distance hit his face.

Zhang Jue closed his eyes and felt the sunshine.

Before the sun had set, he planned to take another trip one last time.

Without throwing shoes, he chose a direction casually according to his instinct.

Facing the sunset, all the way to the west.

The twilight was in harmony, and only the last ray of sunlight was left, shining from the other end of the horizon, a bit dazzling.

Zhang Jue rubbed his eyes.

When he opened it again, he was stunned for a while.

Before his eyes, I don't know when a huge building appeared.

The dome arch is like a caravan hotel in 17th century Europe.

It suddenly appeared in front of Zhang Jue, only twenty or thirty meters away from him.

Zhang Jue looked around and found that he was still in the desert.

He doesn't know the exact way to find this building, but at least not being seen by anyone should be one of the necessary conditions.

At present, Zhang Jue has no way to determine whether he was transported to another place or the hotel was transported here.

But that doesn't matter anymore.

Zhang Jue moved his body and walked inside.

The building of the hotel is in a concave shape, with a small square in the center, and Zhang Jue stands directly opposite the gate.

He walked to the front of the hotel, before he had time to get in, he saw another person suddenly appeared not far from him. It seemed that he had just been "transported" here, and the other person seemed to be familiar with this place. Coming this way, I'm probably going to enter the door.

"Hey, man, how are you, do you know where this is?"

Zhang Jue raised a smile to make himself look like a good person, planning to inquire about the situation here first.

The man had a dark complexion, was holding a wooden spear, had very long, slightly curly hair, and was wearing animal skins, looking like a savage.

Hearing Zhang Jue talking to him, he turned around, a little puzzled.

Zhang Jue changed to English: "Man, I'm lost, do you know where this is?"

The man replied in a hoarse voice: "This is the'hotel'."

This savage didn't speak English, let alone Chinese. The pronunciation was a bit like Spanish, but it wasn't. Zhang Jue guessed that it was a lost language, but it was amazing that he understood it.

Probably in this space, everyone's communication will become barrier-free.

Zhang Jue said again: "I know this is a hotel, I want to know where it is."

"The inn is the inn, it's not in'Where'." After that, the man ignored Zhang Jue, opened the door of the inn, and walked straight in.

cut.

Zhang Jue snorted.

But there shouldn't be any danger here, so he took a deep breath and walked into the hotel door.

Unlike what it looks outside, the space inside this hotel is very large, even Dadutang is at least several thousand square meters.

There are all kinds of creatures in it.

Zhang Jue even saw something with a bird's head and a human body passing in front of him.

Yes, Zhang Jue can see that, just like the Lost City of Alacada where the Hanged King is located, it accepts creatures from all planes.

The bar opposite the door was empty and there was no one to entertain.

Zhang Jue found a spot and sat down, looking at the strange-looking customers around him.

Before he could sit in the chair, however, a blonde woman rushed in front of him.

"You! Why are you here?"

She panted hard and glared at Zhang Jue, as if Zhang Jue had done something insulting to her.

"???" Zhang Jue's face was full of question marks, "Sister, have you admitted the wrong person."

"Melf! My dear Melf. You and your kind came here, and then you ruined everything... My child, all my children are dead; my husband, he is also dead... I though Escaped, but there is nothing left-it's all over!"

Zhang Jue still has a dumbfounded look: "Although I sympathize with your experience, eldest sister, I really haven't seen you, I think you are confusing me with some people—"

The mad woman continued, "Do you know what you did? What are you? You infidels have contaminated this land forever; we can never recover again! My child! My children are Dead! You, you guys—"

Seeing that she had begun to grasp his face with his hands, Zhang Jue quickly stopped: "You calm down, sit down first, maybe you can talk about me."

"You are the enemy, you dog! You are destruction, you are the end, you-you-my children, my goodness, my goodness, my children!"

The woman was already approaching madness. After saying this, she covered her face and left the hotel without looking back, leaving Zhang Jue with a bewildered look.

What's happening here? ?

Before Zhang Jue could chase him out, another person sat beside Zhang Jue.

He has a turban on his head, and his moustache is slightly upturned, like a Persian.

"Man, do you have any problems, can you tell me?"

This person seems to be familiar, Zhang Jue intends to make friends, so he said: "The lady just now—"

"Don't care about her, everyone is used to it." The Persian smiled. "Sir, I am a little curious about the problem you encountered."

Zhang Jue raised his eyebrows: "How do you know that I have encountered a problem."

The man laughed haha: "Whoever has come here has encountered a problem."

After listening to him, Zhang Jue didn't change his face, but his thinking became active.

If what this person said is true, then everyone who came to this hotel probably had a difficult problem to solve.

Zhang Jue followed his words and said: "Why, if I tell you the problem I encountered, can you solve it for me?"

"Man, you laughed. I don't have the ability of the shopkeeper. I'm just curious." The Persian looked at Zhang Jue up and down again. "From my point of view, man, your strength has reached its peak. It is absolutely extraordinary. Humans are comparable, so I want to know what the problem is that even you can't solve it."

"There are many problems I have encountered, can he help me solve them." Zhang Jue continued to follow his words, "Speaking of which, I don't charge any fees, I don't have any valuables."

The people who came here are not people from the world and timeline. Basically, there is no conflict of interest, so that person knows everything can be said.

He said: "The shopkeeper is a good person. I have never heard of him charging anyway, but he can solve all problems. Hey, do you see that guy wearing glasses over there? The boss just helped him yesterday. Completed the design of a nuclear fusion reactor-the woman opposite, the boss helped her recover the husband who divorced her because she was wearing a green hat."

Hearing this, Zhang Jue was a little dazed, the owner of this hotel was too awesome.

Will engage in nuclear reactors and even remarry others. This boss is not only enthusiastic, but also very versatile.

Zhang Jue smiled and asked, "Man, what's your problem?"

"Me?" Speaking of this, the man's expression was a little depressed. "You may not believe it. I am a soldier. My comrades and I are fighting a powerful force, but we are about to fail. So I came here because I wanted to ask a boss to help me."

"The result?" Zhang Jue asked.

The man shook his head.

The innkeeper can even do things like the design of nuclear fusion reactors, but he failed to help this man solve their problems. It seems that his topic is quite difficult.

Zhang Jue was a little curious about what he called "that powerful force" and whether it had anything to do with his own world.

But at this moment, the man said excitedly: "Look, then the boss!"

Zhang Jue looked in the direction of his fingers, and he saw a middle-aged man appearing on the counter.

He obviously took a look just now, there should be no talents there.

Space technology? Obviously, this boss is no ordinary person.

Zhang Jue arched his hand at the Persian and then came to the counter.

"Boss, give me an upper room!"

He said arrogantly.

The boss shook his head and smiled: "Excuse me, sir, all guest rooms in this hotel are of the same standard, please forgive me."

"Cut, it's rubbish, I can't forgive it—unless you help me solve a few things."

Zhang Jue said so much before, in fact, it is to pave the way for this.

And the boss didn't care about his "conspiracy" and asked directly: "Young man, if you have any problems, please tell me, as long as I can, I will help you solve it."

"That's really great." Zhang Jue was waiting for this sentence, and he snapped his fingers, "Then you have to listen carefully, the first question, the two worlds related to me, are currently experiencing catastrophes. , Do you have a way to help others get through it safely?"

After Zhang Jue finished speaking, the boss carefully observed him up and down again, and then leaned slightly: "Excuse me, gentleman, I can't do what you said."

Zhang Jue had expected this result a long time ago and said, "Then let me change the question-an organization has always wanted to kill me. Can you tell me about them?"

The boss shook his head again after listening.

The two things that Zhang Jue proposed were beyond his ability.

Zhang Jue remembered the mission of the trip and took out a photo of Dr. Acheson.

"This person has been here before. You always know his whereabouts."

The boss glanced at the photo in Zhang Jue's hand and nodded.

"Of course I know that he is there, and I personally sent him. Do you want to find him? I advise you not to do this."

Zhang Jue sighed: "Why?"

The boss glanced at Zhang Jue again and sighed: "Because that place is very special, people who do not belong there will go, I am afraid that there will be no return."

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Thanks to Qin Zhidao'er and Taoist Friends 6 and 6 for their rewards.