I’m In Charge of SCP

　　 The huge cocoon is suspended in the air, swelling and shrinking regularly, as if breathing.

what is this? Why does such a thing appear in Shirley's subconscious mind?

　　 Zhang Jue watched for a long time, without a clue.

　　He looked around.

　　 In fact, he had noticed a long time ago that this is an abandoned city with a huge scale. It was estimated that it could accommodate hundreds of thousands of residents in its heyday.

　　 And the altar at his feet is even more magical, with intricate inscriptions carved on each step. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a work of art.

　　 People usually store the most impressive things in their subconscious mind. Has Shirley ever seen this place, or came here?

　　 What is inside this huge cocoon in the center of the altar?

　　 Zhang Jue approached cautiously.

　　 looked at it and breathed in.

　　 Every step closer, Zhang Jue feels that he is being oppressed more and more severely, as if a huge energy is pouring out from the cocoon.

　　 He can even see a black breath pouring out of it.

　　 Needless to say, the stuff in it is definitely not annoying.

　　 Shirley is fighting against this thing?

　　 Zhang Jue frowned.

　　 If the things inside come out, with his current strength, it is estimated that he will only be killed by a spike.

　　 Zhang Jue was in a trance, and suddenly heard some rustling noises, like the sound of glass cracking.

　　 He searched left and right, and finally found that the outer shell of the cocoon was shattering in pieces, and the black breath was constantly pouring out from the inside.

　　 "Fuck?!"

　　 I am really afraid of something.

　　 A second ago, Zhang Jue was still wondering if he would fight with it to break Shirley, and the other party met Zhang Jue's request in the next second.

　　 "Kacha, Kacha, Kacha—"

　　The pieces of the cocoon kept peeling off, and the black aura became more and more intense.

　　 too late to think, Zhang Jue ran away.

　　 But it's too late.

　　The black breath quickly filled the entire altar, and Zhang Jue felt that his breathing was a little difficult.

　　 Those black auras transformed into various shapes, constantly destroying his body and spirit.

　　 Zhang Jue felt that his head was eaten by countless bugs. He knew this was an illusion, but he couldn't resist it at all.

　　 He wanted to call Cain, but found that he could no longer make any sound, and all his abilities were ineffective.

　　 Soon, Zhang Jue's consciousness was overwhelmed by the darkness.

　　...

　　 There is dead silence all around.

　　 Zhang Jue didn't know where he was.

　　 Is it life or death now?

　　 Is this **** or heaven?

　　 His consciousness is floating in nothingness.

　　 There seems to be no concept of space and time.

I do not know how long it has been.

　　 He found that there was a little light not far ahead.

　　 is so conspicuous in this piece of nothingness.

　　He tried his best to drift over to the place that radiated light.

　　 After an unknown long time, he finally came to the place that radiated light.

　　 That is a stone, a red stone.

　　 This thing is so familiar.

　　 His consciousness keeps rolling.

　　 This seems to be his thing.

　　 is Dragon Crystal!

　　 This is the Dragon Crystal that 3844 gave him!

　　...

　　 Zhang Jue held the dragon crystal in his hand and returned to the center of the altar again!

　　 Those black evil auras still surround him tightly, but they can no longer cause him any harm.

　　 There are golden rays of light around him, shielding all the black breath from the body.

　　 He remembered what 3844 had said before he died.

　　 "I hope it can help you when unfortunate things happen."

　　 Zhang Jue's body is protected by Shirley's self-healing ability, and it is hard to die.

　　 But his mental power has never been systematically trained. This is his shortcoming.

　　 came to Shirley's subconscious this time to fight this unknown monster.

　　 This is to use one's own shortcomings to attack the other's strengths in other people's home courts-the jargon is called death.

　　 He did not expect that this dragon crystal could actually increase his mental power!

　　 Zhang Jue has never felt so strong before.

　　...

　　The shell of the cocoon is still peeling off.

　　 If this goes on, the contents will come out within a few minutes.

　　 Zhang Jue only suffocated for a while, and the sweat on his face came out again—obviously, even with the protection of the dragon crystal, the things sealed in the cocoon can still crush him.

　　 Escape or fight, this is a question.

　　 At this moment, there is a dragon crystal bodyguard, he can retreat all over.

　　 But Shirley’s problem will not be resolved, instead it will become more serious.

　　 seems to have no choice.

　　 Zhang Jue squeezed his wrist, ready to do a big fight.

　　 A little girl's voice came from behind him.

　　 "Brother Zhang Jue—"

　　 Zhang Jue looked back in surprise and found that Shirley had come to him at some point.

　　 He hurriedly said: "Shirley? Why are you here! It's dangerous here, hurry up and go!"

　　 Shirley shook her head, not listening to him for the first time.

　　 Here is her subconscious, she naturally has the absolute right to speak.

　　 "Brother Zhang Jue, why are you so good to me?" the little girl asked.

　　 Hearing Shirley’s question, Zhang Jue was taken aback.

　　 Then, as usual, he rubbed Shirley's little head.

　　 "Because you are my sister."

　　 Shirley lowered her head, tears dripping from the corners of her eyes little by little.

　　 Since she can remember, everyone is afraid of her and treats her as a monster.

　　 Those who are not afraid of her also use her, or use her as a research object or experiment.

　　 No one has ever sincerely regarded her as a "person".

　　Only Zhang Jue.

　　 This big brother who loves to tell jokes, UU reading www. uukanshu. com treats her like a normal person.

　　 even, regard her as a relative.

　　 The only relative.

　　 Shirley is young.

　　 But who treats her well, she naturally makes a clear distinction.

　　 Zhang Jue is willing to take risks for her and even save his life.

　　 But how could she have the heart to let her only brother die?

　　 So she came too.

　　 Shirley raised her head and looked at Zhang Jue.

　　 Those bright eyes are just like when Zhang Jue first saw her.

　　 "Brother Zhang Jue, do you remember Shirley?" she asked.

　　The black aura under his feet is getting stronger and stronger, and the monster in the cocoon seems to be coming out soon.

　　 Zhang Jue looked at Shirley: "What silly thing to say, how can my brother not remember my sister."

"Um!"

　　 The little girl nodded her head, as if she had made up her mind, she laughed again.

　　 Looking at the little girl's bright smile, Zhang Jue gave a chuckle in his heart, and a bad premonition lingered in his heart.

　　Sure enough, the little girl released his hand and took a step forward.

"what are you doing?"

　　 Zhang Jue tried to hold her, but suddenly realized that he couldn't move.

　　 In Shirley's subconscious, she is the master.

　　 Shirley smiled sadly: "Brother Zhang Jue, Shirley is the only relative of you, don't forget Shirley."

　　 At this time, the outer shell of the cocoon has almost completely peeled off, revealing the dark stuff inside.

　　 Shirley glanced at Zhang Jue for the last time, smiled, and her petite body took a step forward and merged with the black mist.

　　 "Shirley!!!"

　　 Zhang Jue roared loudly, his voice echoing in the altar.

　　The black mist gradually dissipated, but Shirley was never seen again.