I’m In Charge of SCP

Chapter 66: Dead dragon

   Behind the wooden door is a huge room, the walls are all made of stone bricks.

   There is a high-back chair in the middle of the room, and a middle-aged man in a tuxedo sits on the high-back chair.

   The middle-aged man shook the goblet in his hand, the transparent liquid swirled in it, and the fragrance overflowed.

   Zhang Jue feels a little strange. He originally came to look for the giant dragon. How could there be a person here?

   The man looked at Zhang Jue and said, "Hello."

   Zhang Jue shrugged: "Can I tell you nothing?"

"how?"

   Zhang Jue hesitated, "Sit on the chair, but let the guests stand. This is not the way of hospitality."

   The middle-aged man nodded: "You are right."

   He shook his hand holding the goblet on the open space in front of him.

   A high-back chair like the one behind him appeared out of thin air.

   Zhang Jue is a magician himself, but he has never seen such a superb performance.

   But Zhang Jue was not polite to him. Before he could speak, Zhang Jue was like returning to his own home, sitting on a chair and facing the man face to face.

   "A cup of cappuccino, thank you." Zhang Jue said.

   The middle-aged man was stunned, then shook his head, seeming to feel helpless about Zhang Jue's self-acquaintance.

   He waved his hand again, and a cup of coffee appeared in the air in front of Zhang Jue.

   Zhang Jue held the coffee in his hand and found that it was still hot. He took a sip and let out a contented sigh.

   In the depths of the Alps, I can drink a cup of hot coffee, probably he is the first person in the world.

   The man looked at Zhang Jue and said, "You don't seem to be afraid of me."

   Zhang Jue shrugged: "Why should I be afraid of you."

   This kind of word game is very boring, the man didn't carry on it, but started to look at Zhang Jue with great interest.

   Similarly, Zhang Jue also looked at him openly.

   There is no doubt that the man in front of him has a powerful reality distortion ability.

   Zhang Jue remembers that SCP-343 once took out a hamburger out of thin air when proving to the Foundation that it was a "god".

   This man can make a chair and a cup of coffee between waving his hands, and he doesn’t know which one is stronger.

   "It's not easy for you to pass the test I set." The man said, "Originally, I didn't want anyone to disturb me."

   "For me, that's nothing." Zhang Jue replied, "So, the group of people outside did not pass the test?"

  He refers to the group of people at the Serpent’s Hand.

   The middle-aged man smiled slightly, did not answer his question, but said: "You are an SCP person."

   The equipment worn by Zhang Jue is mostly printed with the SCP logo and cannot be denied.

   Listening to this man's tone, he seems to know the SCP Foundation, maybe he has been contained.

Zhang Jue spread his hands out: "Big brother, I am indeed an SCP person, but I have just joined the Foundation a few days ago. I saw that they were not pleasing to the eye. If you have revenge or revenge, I will never intervene-if If necessary, I can also show you the way or something."

"Don't be nervous, I don't want to do anything to you." The middle-aged man shook the glass in his hand and watched the transparent liquid keep spinning. "I just thought of an old friend who is also an SCP person. I give He sent a message and didn't know if he would come to see me again."

   Old friend?

   So, this person has no hatred with the Foundation?

   Zhang Jue breathed a sigh of relief.

   "Since he is a friend, he will definitely come when he receives the message, but there is a blizzard outside. You may have to wait a few more days."

   The middle-aged man shook his head, looked at the wine in his hand, and said, "I'm afraid I don't have so much time."

   He lowered his head, his expression was so sad that he even infected Zhang Jue, who had never made sense.

   Zhang Jue looked at him, and a familiar feeling came to his heart.

   "I seem to know who you are, or what you are." Zhang Jue said.

   This was a bit rude, but the man was not angry, but smiled: "Oh? Then you can tell, who am I? Or, what is it?"

   "You are SCP-3844." Zhang Jue said, "Or, you used to be SCP-3844."

  ……

  Unlike traditional SCP projects, SCP-3844 is an iterative document that records the entire process of a giant dragon from discovery to execution.

   On a certain day of a certain year, SCP Foundation staff found a giant dragon on a certain mountain.

   This is the first time the SCP Foundation has come into contact with this giant dragon. At that time, his wingspan was several tens of meters. Although it was not as large as it is now, it had sufficient deterrent power for people at the time.

   The Foundation sent personnel to communicate with it and signed an agreement with it.

  The dragon promised to fly out of its territory as little as possible, and to communicate with people and learn modern scientific knowledge.

   This is probably the worst decision it made.

  The deeper the dragon understands modern science, the smaller its body will become and the more restricted its abilities.

   In its heyday, its whole body is more than 70 meters long, it can imitate the appearance of any human being, it can use at least 14 languages, and the nest has countless treasures.

   Under the influence of "science", it eventually became a little dragon with only a dozen meters, and lost everything.

   By the time it realized the problem and wanted to break through the containment of the Foundation ~www.novelmt.com~ it was too late.

   Numerous anti-aircraft guns fired at it, and in the end its corpse became a flying lizard-it could not even preserve its dignity as a dragon.

   There are countless evocative and sad items in the SCP Foundation. SCP-3844 is far from the worst, but every time he reads this document, Zhang Jue always feels a little bit sentimental.

   Currently, SCP-3844 is the collective name for many large, winged lizard creatures.

   And this person in front of him is the first generation of SCP-3844, the real SCP-3844.

   It, or rather, he, is resurrected.

   What makes Zhang Jue feel strange is that his current ability seems to be different from before, or even completely opposite, so Zhang Jue did not connect the two.

   Until seeing him and feeling the deep sadness emanating from him, Zhang Jue confirmed his identity.

   But why did his ability change so drastically?

   According to GOC records, the more advanced weapons are used to attack him, the stronger he will become.

What exactly is going on?

  ……

"Yes, I am the creature that was once called 3844 by your SCP Foundation." After listening to Zhang Jue's words, he replied with a smile, as if he didn't mind this identity at all, "I was dead, but I am alive again. And becoming stronger than before, the Foundation can no longer control me, how about it, are you scared?"

   Hearing the slightly ironic words of 3844, Zhang Jue shook his head, his eyes full of sadness.

   He pointed to the wine in 3844's hand that had not been drunk, and slowly said, "If you really think so, don't seek death. Since it has been resurrected, just survive."

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