I’m In Charge of SCP

　　 "Say, what is his name?"

　　 In the dark cabin, Yang Xue was tied to a chair, with electrodes sticking to her arm, like a severely ill patient.

　　 A person wearing a black hood stood in front of her with a whip in hand.

　　 "Dr. Yang, as long as you say that person's name, I will let you go, how about it?" The interrogator was persuasive.

　　 "Dreaming!" Yang Xue scolded, "I won't say it when I die!"

　　 "It's really boring lines. Don't watch those useless TV shows. How am I willing to let you die."

　　 The interrogator sneered and pressed the switch on the remote control in his hand.

　　 An electric current passed through Yang Xue's body.

　　 Yang Xue couldn't help shaking all over her body, she was almost dying in pain.

　　 She stubbornly held the armrest of the chair, her fingertips began to turn white, her hair was soaked with sweat, but there was no sound from beginning to end.

　　 "Oh, my mouth is quite hard." The interrogator increased the voltage, "I don't believe that I can't cure you."

"Uh--"

　　Yang Xue made a painful sound in his throat, and the executioner laughed wildly: "How about it, it's cool now, let's talk, as long as you say the name of that person, I will let you go immediately."

　　 "I-I won't-say that -"

　　 The current continued to increase, and Yang Xue's consciousness was still blurred, but she never gave in.

　　 After another half a minute, she rolled her eyes and passed out.

　　 The interrogator hurriedly pressed the stop button, and removed the electrode pads on Yang Xue's body one by one.

　　 If you continue like this, it will really kill you.

　　 He carried Yang Xue on his back, as if he wanted to take her out for treatment.

at this time.

　　 A dagger was placed on his neck, and the hand holding the knife was slender and trembling slightly.

　　Yang Xue's weak voice came from her ear: "I...I won..."

　　 Seeing that Yang Xue was still conscious, the interrogator was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head and put Yang Xue on the stool again.

　　 Then, he took off the headgear-the person inside turned out to be Zhang Jue.

　　 Zhang Jue looked at Yang Xue, who was already very weak, and sighed: "Why are you doing this?"

　　 Yang Xue panted heavily, just now, all her strength has been spent.

　　 She said word by word: "I, I said, I want to become...strong...I don't want to...be your burden..."

　　 is really a persistent chick.

　　 Zhang Jue has no idea what to say about her.

　　 In order to exercise willpower, he actually asked Zhang Jue to interrogate her in the same way as a prisoner.

　　 In the past few days, she has survived water boarding, starvation, and this time it was electrocution.

　　 Zhang Jue tried everything he could to make her succumb.

　　 Zhang Jue has no doubt that even if he uses the art of artillery cautery, this little girl can certainly endure it.

　　 I have to say, in terms of enduring pain, at some point, a man may be really inferior to a woman—especially a stubborn woman.

　　 After a while, after Yang Xue had recovered some strength, Zhang Jue helped her go to the hospital on the site for a check, and confirmed that there were no sequelae, which was relieved.

　　Because they often come these days, the doctors in the infirmary look at them both with a little wrong eyes.

　　 Zhang Jue even heard the other party and the little nurse muttering words like "domestic violence". Had Yang Xue stopped him, he would have wanted to beat the doctor.

　　 must be because I am handsome!

　　 He is jealous of me!

　　……

　　 Actually, Yang Xue did not do this on a whim.

　　 She learned from Zhang Jue.

　　 Since the last school celebration and passed out due to excessive use of ability, Zhang Jue learned from the pain and decided to exercise his mental power.

　　 And the way he exercises is also very special-not sleeping.

　　 Without the help of others, he completely relied on his own willpower to achieve the feat of endless sleep for three days.

　　 If it were an ordinary person, he would have been sent to the hospital because of brain damage. Zhang Jue relied on his self-healing ability and unlimited death, boasting that he could stay without sleep for a year.

　　 Until one day, Xiao Liu from the laboratory said with a smile: "Consultant Zhang, your hairline seems to be a little bit backward."

　　 Zhang Jue let out a cry, and immediately ran back to his room, studied in front of the mirror for a long time, and let out a long sigh of relief after confirming that the other party was joking.

　　 But in the end this incident made him give up this naive approach.

　　 Nothing is more important than his hair.

　　……

　　 In the past few months, in addition to practicing martial arts and mental strength, Zhang Jue has also done a very important thing.

　　——He studied the reality extractor carefully.

　　 In the site14 site invasion incident, this thing saved his life and indirectly saved the lives of hundreds of thousands of people around Jiangzhou.

　　 After many experiments, he already knows the general usage of this thing-as long as he concentrates and imagines what he wants or a picture, this detonator-like thing can help him realize it to a certain extent.

　　 For example, he can make a burger out of thin air, or make a table disappear-but his experiments with all living things have failed.

　　 At present, he can make things the size of a house disappear.

　　 In addition, he also noticed that the use of the reality extractor has a CD (cooling time)-after he has used it once, it will take nearly 20 hours before he can continue to use it a second time.

　　Although the reality extractor has such shortcomings, Zhang Jue still carries it with him as a final move.

　　Especially, he now has the ability of SCP106 (Old Man of Horror) to be in a different space. He usually puts the reality extractor in a different space, and then summons it when he wants to use it. This can definitely give the enemy a big surprise.

　　 And he finally remembered that the kind-hearted 106 seemed to want him to present a bunch of flowers to someone.

　　 I knew it would be nice to let Leshan do the work, and now I can only find some chance to go.

　　 Just like this, Zhang Jue thought his life would be peaceful for a while.

　　 But things backfired. On this day, an uninvited visitor came to the site14 site.

After 　　 stationmaster Huang personally received him, he also called Zhang Jue to the reception room.

　　 Zhang Jue opened the door and saw a thin and white European.

　　 He saw Zhang Jue, smiled and stretched out his hand: "Consultant Zhang, hello, my name is Haier, from site17."

　　 Chinese is good.

　　 Zhang Jue shrugged, stretched out his hand and shook his hand.

　　 A bad feeling lingered in my heart.

　　A few people are seated~www.novelmt.com~Hayl continues the conversation with Huang Xingwen.

　　 "Webmaster Huang, the purpose of my visit to CN this time is to ask Consultant Zhang to accompany me to the site17 site. We need his help, I wonder if it is convenient."

　　 "This..." Huang Xingwen paused, did not answer directly, but looked at Zhang Jue and asked him what he meant.

　　 Zhang Jue is a special advisor, directly under the O5 Council, even if Huang Xingwen wants to sell his personal affection, he can't command him.

　　 "I don't want to go." Zhang Jue refused without even thinking about it.

　　 He always felt that there was a pit waiting for him in front.

　　 Haier was taken aback for a moment, never expected that Zhang Jue would refuse so simply.

　　 "Consultant Zhang, as a member of the SCP Foundation, it is right for each other to help each other——"

　　 Zhang Jue spread out his hands: "It’s not that I don’t want to help you--mainly, I’m very busy now, eating and sleeping every day and playing beans. By the way, I can comfort the young hearts of the injured women on the site. How can I have time to travel abroad?"

　　 Haier argued: "Counselor Zhang, how can you be affected by these things—"

"Stop!" Zhang Jue made a static motion, "How to go to work is my business, you can't control it, now, you still have five seconds to convince me, otherwise I will go to shit——5. Four--"

　　 Zhang Jue said, and began to count. Haier was stunned on the spot, completely unable to adapt to Zhang Jue's style.

"three two--"

　　 Just when Zhang Jue was about to count to one, Haier hurriedly yelled: "SCP053 said she wants to see you!"

　　 "What did you say?" Zhang Jue frowned, his face gradually darkening.

　　 Seeing that he was finally not counting down, Ha'el took a deep breath and said, "SCP-053, that little girl, she wants to see you."