I’m In Charge of SCP

"But what they took away was not land, but time. They took us more than a hundred years of time." The old man said to Zhang Jue. After listening to the old man's words, Zhang Jue was confused.

Can you grab time? He had heard of it for the first time.

Zhang Jue wanted to ask again when suddenly a noisy voice came from outside.

"They are coming! The people of the four tribes are really coming!"

"Quickly, quickly activate the defense mechanism, it will be too late!"

Immediately after that, the woman named Usana broke into the tent: "Master Chief! People from the four tribes are coming, please start the ceremony!"

Zhang Jue didn't know why, he saw the old man behind him sighed and slowly floated up from the ground, maintaining a cross-legged posture to move outward.

Zhang Jue followed the elderly chief all the way out of the fence of the tribe.

He saw the strangely shaped megalithic sculpture standing at the gate of the tribe faintly let out light.

As time goes by, the light becomes more and more prosperous, and the flicker frequency becomes faster and faster.

Zhang Jue suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in his body.

His heartbeat seemed to be beating faster and faster with the flickering of the sculpture, as if his blood vessels were about to burst open.

Since his body was strengthened, he hadn't experienced such an uncomfortable feeling for a long time.

What is this thing?

But there was no time for him to ask questions.

In an emergency, all the people of this tribe knelt on the ground and bowed their prayers.

The Chief Chief slowly floated in front of the huge sculpture.

Zhang Jue saw his eyes closed, his hands clasped together, and he was muttering words, as if he was chanting a spell.

With the old man's spell, the light on the sculpture became brighter.

And Zhang Jue became more and more uncomfortable.

He clutched his heart, feeling that his body was about to explode.

"stop-"

Just as Zhang Jue wanted to stop him, he felt that his eyes went dark and he lost consciousness.

…

"How are you doing?"

"Forehead…"

Zhang Jue covered his head, opened his eyes, and saw Yang Xue's face.

"Dr. Yang, why are you here, where are we now?"

Yang Xue smiled: "Of course I am at home, how do you feel?"

Zhang Jue looked around and then realized that he was sitting on Yang Xue's bed.

They are in that home in Yang Xuejiang State.

Zhang Jue rubbed his temples, still feeling a little dizzy.

He clearly remembered that he was still at the gate of the tribe just now, how did he suddenly pass through.

What happened that caused my memory to be lost?

He was thinking, Yang Xue brought a bowl of medicine: "Drink the medicine."

Zhang Jue was holding the bowl of black and bubbling medicine, and when he was about to take his mouth, he suddenly felt something wrong.

He put the medicine on the bedside table, looked at Yang Xue, and asked, "Who are you?"

"This is Yang Xue, what's the matter with you?"

"Don't pretend," Zhang Jue said, "Yang Xue doesn't know how to boil Chinese medicine at all."

"I really can't lie to you, hehehehe—"

The expression of "Yang Xue" suddenly became sullen, and then turned into an invisible and intangible monster, completely black.

It screamed, and the sound shook Zhang Jue's ears to bleed.

The surrounding space began to become distorted, and Zhang Jue felt that his body was about to be torn apart.

"what-"

He woke up yelling.

I found myself lying on a hillside with a cloud of fog in front of me.

It turned out to be dreaming.

Zhang Jue hasn't dreamed for a long time, and he hasn't even been back to his world recently.

A dream suddenly made him extremely vigilant.

Although he is not a superstitious person, and a dream can't explain anything at all, he just has an ominous premonition.

There won't be anything wrong with Yang Xue, right?

He frowned.

He looked at it privately and found that he was back on the hillside before, even the position where he lay down remained the same.

I don't know what happened after those people held the ceremony.

He looked around, could it be that time went back?

Zhang Jue went down the hillside, discerned the direction, and walked towards the tribe.

Half an hour later, he arrived at the gate of the tribe.

However, the sight in front of him surprised him.

The tribe is still that tribe, the tents are still those tents, but they are completely different from when he came here last time.

The surrounding fence has become made of unidentified metal, and even shimmers with dim light.

The tent is also surrounded by some unknown material. The whole body is silvery white with no gaps at all. It has a sense of technology. The front gate of the tribe has also changed from wood to a thick iron gate. The tent is painted on it. The symbols are also different.

It gave Zhang Jue the feeling that he did not come to a certain nomadic tribe, but went to a certain steel city.

But since the technology is so advanced, why live in a tent?

If it weren't for the huge stone sculpture at the gate of the tribe, Zhang Jue would have thought he had come to the wrong place.

He thought of the submachine guns and bazookas in the hands of the villagers.

Could it be that this tribe can light up its own technological tree by some means, and evolve from the old age of raging and drinking blood into a modern mechanized and electrified man in an instant?

Although anything can happen in the universe of the Authority, it is too magical.

The only thing that was the same as before was that Zhang Jue stood in front of the gate of the tribe and still couldn't see anyone.

Yes, come here again.

This time Zhang Jue couldn't be fooled, and he shouted directly: "Master Chief, Usana! I know you are inside, come out!"

Like the first time, no one responded to him.

After a while, Zhang Jue called again.

Still no one responded.

Isn't something really wrong? Zhang Jue narrowed his eyes.

That weird ceremony was held in them just now because the four tribes were about to invade.

Could it be that their entire army was wiped out?

Zhang Jue is not good either.

Since he came here, he felt that this place revealed something weird.

After pondering for a moment, he stepped into the metal gate.

Before taking a few steps, his brows wrinkled again.

Because there are traces of fighting everywhere.

Zhang Jue randomly picked a tent and walked in, and found black stains spattered on the ground and walls, which looked like dried blood.

There must have been a fierce battle here.

Are you late by yourself?

Looking at the appearance of these blood stains, it seems that it hasn't been long since.

Without hesitation, Zhang Jue ran to the biggest tent immediately.

After opening the curtain, Zhang Jue sighed.

There was nothing left in this tent, and everything was looted.

What happened here?

Afterwards, he walked out of the big tent and went from house to house to check for survivors.

But unfortunately, no.

There are no creatures here.

No mice, no flies.

There is no sign of life.

There are only some blood stains and traces of battle.

Zhang Jue guessed that they should have been annihilated.

It is very likely that the "four tribes" are doing this.

After investigating all the tents, Zhang Jue returned to the gate.

At this time, it was completely certain that there was no sign of life in this huge tribe.

Either these people all escaped, or they stubbornly resisted to the last second and then were captured.

The latter is unlikely.

Countless details are telling him that there has been a fierce battle here.

He originally wanted to inquire about Dr. Atchison's trail, but the surroundings were so white that he didn't even know how to leave here.

Zhang Jue suddenly felt a little tired. He sighed and leaned on the giant sculpture behind him, but did not notice that it started to glow again.

The feeling of dizziness came again.

Zhang Jue clutched his head and fell to the ground.

…

"Forehead-"

Waking up from the coma again, rubbed his temples.

He seems to have crossed again.

Because he was still lying on that hillside.

Zhang Jue snorted, and walked in the direction of the tribe again, planning to see if there were any clues left.

What he never expected was that people's voices came from the tribe.

He looked from a long distance, and it seemed that there were human figures moving between the tents.

Under what circumstances, weren't they annihilated?

Zhang Jue quickened his pace and came to the gate of the tribe.

The huge stone monument still stands there.

"Hey, anyone!" Zhang Jue didn't know how many times he shouted inside.

After a while, a group of unarmed soldiers appeared in front of Zhang Jue, surrounded by one person.

Not Usana, but another male.

"Who are you? Are you an agent sent by the four tribes?" he asked.

This is asking, if he is really a person sent by the four tribes, would he still take the initiative to admit it?

Zhang Jue looked at these people, their clothing styles were completely different from what he had seen before, and even their accents were very different.

Only the tent and the stone stele reminded Zhang Jue that he was indeed in the same place.

He noticed that the symbol on the tent had changed again.

After thinking for a moment, he thought of a certain possibility.

"It doesn't matter who I am, but I am not hostile. Maybe I can help you. Can you take me to see your chief."

The man sneered: "Why do you think anyone can see the chief? Come here, get him up for me!"

Several guards once again surrounded Zhang Jue. This was the second time he encountered this situation.

This time Zhang Jue did not choose to resist, but asked: "Man, do you know Usana?"

"Usana?" The man frowned slightly. "You mean Usana of the Three Tribes? You are a member of the Three Tribes? But I have never seen you."

It turned out that Usana and the others belonged to the three tribes. Since they know each other, it's easy to say.

Zhang Jue flickered: "You know her, that's great. Usana is my friend, but I am not from the Three Tribes. I come from the outside world."

…

Ten minutes later, Zhang Jue was taken to the largest tent.

The chief of this tribe is an old woman.

She sat cross-legged on the ground, looking at Zhang Jue.

"Young man, I heard Sorcy say, you come from the outside world, what are you doing here?"

"I'm looking for someone, but before that, I have a very important thing to tell you."

"what's up?"

"One of your tribes has been wiped out."

The old woman's expression changed slightly: "Which one?"

"I don't know which one it is, but these symbols are all painted on their tents."

Zhang Jue gestured in the air.

The old woman watched his movements and murmured: "It's the Seven Tribes."

Zhang Jue couldn't help asking: "Old lady, can you tell me what the relationship is between you tribes, maybe I can help you."

Looking at Zhang Jue, the old woman seemed to be evaluating his credibility. It took a while before she said: "Well, no matter who you are, the situation will not be worse anyway. The four tribes are annexed."

The old woman sighed and glanced down at her feet: "There are seven tribes in this land. We have territories of the same size, but occupy different time periods. At the beginning, everyone was in peace. They thrived in their own time, but I don’t know when the four tribes began to frantically grab the time of other tribes, our living space began to be compressed, their strength is very powerful, other tribes are not their opponents, if you It’s true that the seven tribes have been extinct, and it is estimated that it will be our turn soon. U U Reading www.uukanshu.com"

After listening to the old woman's words, Zhang Jue was stunned for a moment, and finally understood what the chiefs of the three tribes had said to him.

It turns out that here, the "territory" of the seven tribes is not space, but time. It seems that they should have the technology to travel through time.

But from the perspective of modern technology, time travel can cause many problems, such as the grandfather paradox.

Moreover, it sounds magical to plunder other people's possession of a certain piece of land. I don't know how these tribes did it.

Zhang Jue guessed that it was probably related to the weird stone sculpture at the gate of the tribe.

Zhang Jue thought for a while. No wonder he didn't find Dr. Acheson. It is very likely that he has traveled to other tribes and is no longer in a timeline with himself.

The old woman looked at Zhang Jue: "Young man, I can feel your strength, can you tell me who you are?"

"I am a consultant for the Anomalous Biology Administration." Zhang Jue said.

"Consultant of the Abnormal Biology Administration?" The old woman frowned, as if she had never heard of it.

"It doesn't matter." Zhang Jue smiled, "Old lady, can you help me send it to other tribes?"

The old woman looked at him: "What are you going to do?"

"I just said that I came here to find someone." Zhang Jue said, "Of course, in the process, I will tell the other tribes about the destruction of the seven tribes, and then help you unite and resist the four. The invasion of the tribe."

The old woman said, "Young man, can I believe you?"

Zhang Jue spread his hands and spread his hands: "You have said that if you wait, you and your people will only die chronically. In that case, why not take a gamble? Give it a try and turn your bike into a motorcycle!"

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Thanks to Qin Zhidao'er, a paratrooper and other big guys for their rewards, thank you everyone.