I’m In Charge of SCP

　　 It's foggy.

　　 Zhang Jue knew that he had returned to his world again.

　　 Different from before, this time he came back at night.

　　 The location is still unclear-he looked around, and there was a farm about 200 meters away from him.

　　 At this moment, he is stepping on the plowed field.

　　 Good fellow, I can't even see anyone this time.

　　 Zhang Jue went to the farm with a deep foot and a shallow foot.

　　 The farmhouse didn't turn on the lights. I don't know if there was no one inside, or because those people became abnormal and didn't turn on the lights.

　　 is a bit like a haunted house in a horror movie.

　　 However, Zhang Jue was not naturally sensitive to these things. He looked around, and then entered the yard of the farm.

　　 There was a switch at the gate of the yard. He tried to press it, and the light hung on the gate turned on.

　　 There is a large machine in the yard with a few English letters printed on its body, which is probably the abbreviation of its manufacturer.

　　 The cover of the engine has been opened, and black oil stains are scattered all over the place. It is estimated that its owner was repairing it not long ago.

　　 The letter box at the entrance of the farmhouse says "JAMES". It must be the name of the farmer, so this is the western part of Meiguo?

　　 "hello? Isanyone here?" (Is anyone here?)

　　 Zhang Jue Cao| shouted loudly in crappy English.

　　 Obviously, no one will answer him.

　　 Zhang Jue shrugged and continued to look for clues.

　　 In the corner of the yard, he saw a toolbox. For some reason, a wrench broke off.

　　 Zhang Jue put the half of the wrench in his hand and measured it, and found that it was very easy to use as a weapon.

　　 He went around the yard twice and found no more valuable clues.

　　 Then he looked at the door of the farmhouse.

　　 Go in and take a look?

　　 The feeling of exploring horror games is really **** exciting.

　　 Zhang Jue smiled and pushed his hand to the door of the farmhouse—he couldn't push it.

You ungrateful animal.

　　 Zhang Jue's face was dark, and with a strong kick, the wooden door, which was originally not very strong, was kicked through.

　　 He snorted, took his foot out of the hole, put his hand in, and opened the door from the inside-it seemed that the door was not completely locked.

　　 The farmhouse is a small two-story building. The first floor is the kitchen, living room and bathroom, and the second floor is two bedrooms.

　　 Zhang Jue whistled, exploring room by room.

　　 Five minutes later, he confirmed that there was no one in the entire farmhouse-whether it was normal or abnormal.

　　 Zhang Jue looked at the wrench in his hand, and said to his heart that it was probably the farmer who went out to work, and then never came back.

　　 Zhang Jue checked each room again and found a note on the refrigerator door.

　　 "David, Ihavetogotothetowntobuysometools, ifyoucomeback, donotgameswithmycomputer!" (David, I'm going to buy some tools in the town, if you come back first, you are not allowed to use my computer to play games!)

　　 There should be a father and son living in this farmhouse, but it doesn’t seem to be very harmonious.

　　 Boys, playing games for a while is not a big deal, but... there is a computer here?

　　 In the first round of searching, he only looked at whether there was anyone in the room, and didn't care too much about the furnishings.

　　 He didn't expect that in such a farmhouse far from the city, there should be a computer, and listening to the father's tone, he should be able to play games.

　　 Zhang Jue rubbed his hands.

　　 It's not that his hands are itchy and want to play games, he just simply wants to go online.

　　 If there is such a slight possibility, he can know what has happened in his world, the Internet is definitely the fastest way.

　　 He came to the first room upstairs.

　　 Obviously, this is the father's room, because the cigarette **** in the ashtray is about to overflow.

　　 If this is a child’s room, I will probably be beaten up so that I can’t take care of myself.

　　 Zhang Jue turned on the power of the computer. After ten seconds, he entered the login interface and needed to enter a password.

　　 Without even thinking about it, he directly entered 123456, but this time, he failed.

　　 Obviously, not everyone has this password.

　　 This father obviously does not set such a simple password in order to prevent his son from secretly playing on his computer.

What could it be?

Birthday?

　　 Probably not, but the same thing is true. He wants to guard his son, so he won't use something that both of them know as a password.

　　 Zhang Jue looked around, there seemed to be no valuable clues in the room.

　　 He stood by the window, looking out the window, the broken harvester came into view.

　　我|Grass, it's not this.

　　 Zhang Jue returned to the chair and typed a few letters on the body of the harvester.

　　The password is correct.

　　啧, I really am a genius.

　　 Zhang Jue thought shamelessly.

　　 He opens the browser, sets the language to Chinese, and then enters the forum.

　　 is different from the previous situation of finding a living person. This time, he mainly focused on the news section, focusing on the self-media.

　　Official news needs to go through multiple reviews, and the timeliness is usually lagging. In order to attract attention from the media, if something unusual happens, they will definitely come out in the first place.

　　 Sure enough, Zhang Jue found an unusual post.

　　 was released on February 1, 2221, 23:57:55.

　　 is two minutes before the accident.

　　 Its title is "Red Moon".

　　Red Moon?

　　 You **** read too many novels~www.novelmt.com~Can you be a little creative?

　　 Zhang Jue spit out while tapping in very fragrantly.

　　 What catches the eye is a picture of a big moon, indeed it is red.

　　 There are a few irrelevant replies below.

　　 are also all complaints.

　　 But Zhang Jue instinctively felt that there was a problem with this matter.

　　 So he searched with "Red Moon" as a keyword and found many similar posts.

　　 is around 23:58 on February 1st.

　　 Because the time since the accident was too short, there were basically no replies.

　　 Then, it is basically certain that the reason why his world has become like this is very likely to be affected by the red moon.

　　 Zhang Jue thought so, opening the posts one by one mechanically.

　　 When he saw the content of the last post, he almost slipped off the stool in surprise.

　　 That post was published at 23:59:30, which was the last of all posts about the red moon.

　　 There is only one photo in the post. In the photo, seven red moons are hanging in the sky.

　　 Yes, there are seven moons.

　　 blood red moon.

　　 I'm like a wipe, the blood wheel is eye-catching.

　　 Zhang Jue squeezed his chin. If it wasn't for Uchiha Madara who entered the world indiscriminately, then what happened to the seven red moons?

　　 Zhang Jue thought hard, but had no idea at all.

　　In my impression, nothing fits such a characteristic.

　　 Zhang Jue thought for a long time, and suddenly felt a little tired, the scene in front of him began to blur, he knew that he was about to wake up.

　　 However, as soon as he left his dream, a prompt popped up on the web page.

　　 "Your post has a new reply, click to view."