I’m In Charge of SCP

According to Zhang Jue’s memory, Site-17 is a Foundation site that specializes in housing low-risk humanoid entities. It contains items such as 073 (Cain), 105 (Iris), 239 (Witch Girl), 343 (God), 600 (that guy) and other items of this kind that are'relatively friendly' to humans.

　　 Of course, because of the series of events triggered by 239, it can't be regarded as a harm caused by her. It can only be said that her ability is too powerful and she is guilty of it.

　　 And if Zhang Jue remembers correctly, she should be asleep by now.

　　 Although the timeline of this SCP world is different from what Zhang Jue had in mind, the general situation of site17 has not changed much, so Shirley will be placed here, which actually surprised him.

　　 Shirley’s cognitohazard, although not comparable to those projects that destroy the world at all times, is actually quite dangerous for ordinary staff. It stands to reason that she should not meet the containment standards of site17.

　　 When 682 and Shirley were transferred together, he didn't know why. He didn't care about it at first, but now that I think about it, I really should ask someone to ask.

　　 Zhang Jue squeezed his temples. This SCP world and the one in his cognition have changed a lot. The things in his head can only be used as aids. If he blindly follows the documents he has read, he will suffer sooner or later.

　　 Zhang Jue followed Ha'el all the way, and received several checks on the way. It seems that the guards here are a bit stricter than site14.

　　 But thinking about it, it can be understood. After all, the humanoid objects contained in Site17 have high intelligence. If things are really done, they must be much larger than Site14—the nuclear explosion does not count.

　　 There was no welcoming ceremony, and no stationmaster personally greeted him. Zhang Jue almost sneaked into the site.

　　 Zhang Jue can't wait, wants to see Shirley right away.

　　 Haier saw his bad expression and did not dare to delay. After he settled in the reception room, he immediately went to the relevant personnel to complete the formalities.

　　 Zhang Jue sat in his seat, thinking that he would see Shirley soon, and his heart was mixed.

　　 Hail returned soon, his face was a bit ugly.

　　 "What's wrong?" Zhang Jue asked, "What about Shirley, when can I see her?"

　　 "She..." Hail stopped talking.

　　 Zhang Jue narrowed his eyes: "What the **** is going on."

　　 Zhang Jue has been in this world for half a year. Most people who know him think he is approachable and easy to talk. At most, he sometimes makes innocent jokes.

　　I have really seen him angry or even angry, almost none.

　　 Haier is fortunate to be one of them.

　　 If O5-2 was used to overwhelm people with momentum, then Zhang Jue was like a sharp dagger at this time, stabbing Haier's eyes with pain.

　　 "Don't, don't get me wrong." Haier was afraid that Zhang Jue would kill him in a fit of anger, and hurriedly said, "053, she just fell asleep."

　　 "Asleep?" Zhang Jue frowned, and put away the murderous aura emanating from him.

　　 "Yes, she is asleep."

　　Hail nodded quickly.

"The person in charge of the 053 project said that since I left, Shirley has frequently fallen asleep. At first, she slept for one day, and then she slept for three or five days. The last time she slept for more than seven days. The staff had Try to wake her up, but if disturbed, she will become irritable when she wakes up and want to self-harm-only waiting for her to wake up is normal."

　　 Zhang Jue pinched his chin with his thumb and index finger, thinking about the reason for Shirley's abnormal behavior.

　　 Normally, a person sleeps to relieve fatigue, but Shirley’s situation is obviously not like this-it seems that she is fighting against something, like 3844 (the flying dragon).

　　 "And..." Hayton paused.

　　 Zhang Jue irritated and said: "Can you finish talking in one go."

　　 Haier expressed aggrieved expression, and said in his heart that if your face hadn’t been darker than carbon, would I be so scared?

　　 "Furthermore, according to the staff, SCP053 asks you about your condition every time it wakes up. She wants to see you very much."

　　 Zhang Jue felt his heart and shrank suddenly.

　　 Two lives, except for the father who has not met a few times, he has no relatives.

　　 and Shirley is like his sister.

　　 The feeling of being missed is good, not good.

　　 "Can I go and see her?" Zhang Jue's voice was a little hoarse, and he didn't even feel it.

　　 "Yes." Haier nodded, "but the stationmaster is out for a meeting and can't come back tomorrow. My authority is to let you look at her at the door."

　　 Zhang Jue nodded: "Enough."

　　 On site17, Ha'el has a low level of authority, and the area he can enter is also very limited.

　　 The reason why he was assigned to CN to seek help from Zhang Jue is probably because Harvey said he was "smart" and "sociable".

　　 In order to better persuade Zhang Jue, the webmaster gave him the relevant authority of 053 project.

The scale of 　　site17 is much larger than that of site14 where Zhang Jue is located, and the facilities inside are also better.

　　 The place where Shirley was housed was dressed up like a small playground with all kinds of entertainment facilities. Zhang Jue even saw a huge cotton candy machine, which can be called a children’s paradise.

　　 But obviously, Shirley doesn't like it here.

　　 At this time, the little girl UU reading www.uukahnshu.com is lying in a pink room, sleeping quietly.

　　 Several huge dolls were by her side, but she did not hold them, but curled up alone in the corner.

　　 Zhang Jue looked at this scene through the window on the door, feeling a little uncomfortable.

　　Hail also sighed lightly.

　　...

　　 In the evening, Zhang Jue came to the top of the building and looked up at the stars—this is a habit he developed when he was at Site14.

　　 Whenever he needs to organize his thoughts, he will find a commanding height and look far away, which seems to be more helpful for him to think.

　　 Shirley is a child, but not an ordinary child.

　　 She is smart, introverted, not willful, and will not lie.

　　 She is looking for him, there must be a reason to look for him.

　　 Now she is falling asleep, probably because of the same reason—she is being bothered by something serious.

　　 But Zhang Jue couldn't guess what it was, so she could only say it after Shirley woke up.

　　 Zhang Jue sighed.

　　 "Young people should be as energetic as the rising sun. If they sigh all the time, they will lose their fighting spirit like an old horse."

　　 An old voice came, just behind Zhang Jue.

　　As usual, Zhang Jue will definitely debate with the owner of the voice on whether the sun is alive or not and whether the old horse will definitely lose his fighting spirit.

　　 But now, he is not in the mood.

　　 Looking back at the old man with long blonde hair, Zhang Jue said rudely: "Old man, who are you, and how do you call it?"

　　 The old man smiled slightly and patted his shoulder: "Young man, my number in the foundation is 343. If you want, you can call me ‘God’ just like them."