I’m In Charge of SCP

Zhang Jue doesn’t know much about the Hanged King. He only remembers that he was once a tyrant, who was greedy for pleasure and exploited his own people, making the people unhappy. After being hanged by the angry citizens, he was resurrected to become a **** and ruined. His own city-state, and manifested in reality through SCP-701, continue to kill.

　　 And the place he ruled is called the city of Alakada.

　　 Zhang Jue didn’t know why the hanged king brought him here.

　　 Zhang Jue is floating in the air, unable to speak, let alone move his body, only his mind can move.

　　 is like a video camera, passively recording everything you see.

　　 Time seems to have gone back a long time ago, and the city of Alakada is still prosperous.

　　 Unlike what he imagined, the Lost City of Alakada is not a hell, but very rich. Businessmen, politicians, and farmers all lead a prosperous life.

　　 He saw that the Hanged King was working diligently and day and night in order to manage Alakada in an orderly manner.

what happened?

　　 There was a big question mark in Zhang Jue's mind.

　　 This is not the same as the story he knows.

　　 But he understood right away—the information he had learned before was not the truth!

　　 Someone has tampered with history!

　　 Time is advancing fast, scenes and scenes are staged in front of Zhang Jue's eyes.

　　 The most important scene comes when the Hanged King’s son rebels.

　　 He bought the army, bought the minister, and together with his mother and queen, he imprisoned the Hanged King.

　　 They lied that the Hanged King had a disease, was possessed by ghosts and gods, and needed to be executed.

　　 Those stupid fools|the people actually believed their rhetoric.

　　 They burned his palace and killed all those who were loyal to him.

　　 The Hanged King had his chin knocked off, put on a chain, and visited the market.

　　 He was forced to crawl on the streets of the city and was laughed at by his former subjects. They kicked him, hit him with dirty things, and cheered loudly.

　　 It seems that this is a festival for everyone.

　　 Finally, the Hanged King was hanged on a barren mountain outside the city.

　　 Until his death, he kept mumbling to himself, he could not forgive his son, let alone those stupid subjects.

　　 He died, but he was not completely dead.

　　A person with an invisible appearance—maybe not a person? It doesn't matter-made a deal with him.

　　 The Hanged King gave his soul in exchange for powerful power and eternal life.

　　 He returned to his palace.

　　 The next day, the river flying over the city turned red and began to smell like human blood. Many citizens fell ill and began to bleed and tremble.

　　 Those who participated in the rebellion suffered the most. Their strength gradually weakened, became weaker and weaker, and eventually died.

On the third day, the disease was resolved, but people began to commit suicide. Their faces were cut and their throats were cut. Their blood ran into the Red River in the city and spread wildly. Most animals except crows fled. The city.

　　 The entire city of Alagada has become a **** on earth.

　　 But even so, it can't calm the raging fire in Hanged King's heart.

　　He wants revenge.

　　 He let go of those scholars and artists and let them have nightmares every day.

　　He showed them the tragic image of Alagada and forced them to create drama or literature.

　　 As long as these scenes are realized, he can use this to show himself and avenge those who he thinks are stupid!

　　...

　　 It turned out to be like this.

　　 it turned out to be like this.

　　 Zhang Jue couldn't help but smile.

　　History is always written by the victor, and I don’t know how much truth is buried.

　　 On the stage, the lines he said in order to continue the plot turned out to be the closest to the truth.

　　 Probably this is why the Hanged King brought him here.

　　 The scene in front of him gradually blurred. When Zhang Jue came to his senses, he was still standing on the stage, and on the opposite side, the Hanged King had long since disappeared.

　　At this moment, all the audience watching the performance, including Yang Xue and Leshan, felt that their brains were chaotic.

　　 Their memory suddenly became blurred, only vaguely remembering that they saw a very wonderful performance.

　　 At the end of the plot, the character played by Zhang Jue appeared and defeated the biggest villain.

　　 Besides, they didn't remember all the other details of the performance.

　　...

　　 "Wow—"

　　 There was thunderous applause.

　　 The audience applauded Zhang Jue's wonderful performance.

　　 Zhang Jue's head was spinning rapidly, and he probably guessed what happened.

　　 It seems that because of what he did, the Hanged King gave up revenge.

　　 He used the remote control in his hand to bring down the big screen, and then released the actors from his different space.

　　 Sure enough, although their memories have been blurred and they don't know what they have performed, their spirits have all returned to normal.

　　 Zhang Jue opened the curtain again and asked them to accept the applause of the audience.

　　 "This...what happened?"

　　 Yang Xue clutched her forehead.

　　 Most of the SCP Foundation staff have received relevant training. This amnestic method may be effective for ordinary people, but they can always feel it.

　　 Leshan returned to normal earlier than she: "We should have been affected by SCP701, but it seems that Consultant Zhang has successfully completed the task."

　　 Yang Xue looked at Zhang Jue on the stage: "Look at his proud look, it should be."

　　 The MTF person in charge next to Leshan said: "Mr. Le, do you want to apply to the headquarters for a medicine to help restore memory."

　　 "You can apply for a few copies, organize the whole thing and make a report, and send it back to the headquarters, I don't need it." Leshan said, and then smiled, "Life will be better if there is a little blank."

　　...

　　 The entire art performance was successfully concluded in applause, and the high standard was unanimously affirmed by the leaders and the audience.

　　 After the play ended, Zhang Jue walked back to the audience from the backstage, and Yang Xue hurriedly greeted him.

　　 "Are you okay?" she asked.

　　 "Just kidding, what can I do?" Zhang Jue waved his hand and said stupidly: "Don't look at who I am."

　　 Looking at him, UU Read www.uukānshu.com seems to be really okay, Yang Xue finally put her heart back in her stomach.

　　 Zhang Jue turned to Leshan: "There is nothing wrong below, right?"

　　Leshan said: "The audience is nothing except him—"

　　 Leshan looked in the direction of Zhang Shijia, Zhang Jue followed him and saw Zhang Shijia covering his face with his hands, tears streaming.

　　 Zhang Jue shrugged: "Whoever asked him to copy other people's scripts, and if it really can't be recovered, you should get involved and give him an amnestic."

　　 Leshan nodded: "Don't worry, it's not just him. The foundation will conduct a mental assessment of all those who participate in the performance and watch the performance today, and will declare that it is a public welfare medical examination."

　　 deserves to be the secretary of the O5 staff, what he thinks is thoughtful.

　　 Zhang Jue gave him a thumbs up.

　　 "Since you have thought about it, then I can rest assured."

　　 When Zhang Jue was talking, his body suddenly shook, and he fell backward involuntarily.

　　 "What's the matter with you?" Yang Xue's eyes were quick and she held him back.

　　 Zhang Jue leaned against Yang Xue's arms, feeling a little soft, and he rubbed.

　　 greeted Yang Xue's worried eyes and raised the corners of her mouth with difficulty: "Don't worry, I'm just...a little...tired..."

　　 Before he finished speaking, Zhang Jue closed his eyes, snored slightly, and fell asleep.

　　 Frequent use of abilities, especially with the actualized Hanging King in the end, consumed a lot of energy.

　　 After confirming that the incident was over and everyone was safe, his spirit suddenly relaxed, and he finally fell asleep in Yang Xue's arms.

　　 Yang Xue gently stroked his hair, her eyes filled with distress.

　　 Leshan looked at Zhang Jue, shook his head and smiled: "This consultant Zhang is really an interesting person."

　　 Yang Xue sighed.

"boring person."