I'm In Charge of SCP Chapter 25

　　 Seeing Zhang Jue provoking so arrogantly, SCP106 showed an evil smile. He corroded the ground in front of him and approached Zhang Jue a little bit.

　　 Where is Zhang Jue who is sitting and waiting to die, he calmly activated his skill-terror projection.

　　 He didn't expect to be able to frighten the old man, as long as he could cause a little lag in his movements, it would be considered a success.

　　 However, this magical skill that scared SCP1013 (lizard chicken beast) into a piss, did not work for 106 at all.

　　 The old man still smirked and walked towards him.

　　 "Grandma has a leg, I can't cure you yet."

　　 Seeing that the horror projection had no effect, Zhang Jue decided to take the initiative. He quickly started and went straight to 106. He jumped into the air as a punch, and the target was 106's nose.

　　 Don't look at 106 walking slowly, but his movements are very fast-almost the moment Zhang Jue hit him in the face, he grabbed Zhang Jue's fist.

　　 The old man smiled evilly.

　　 Slightly hard.

　　 Zhang Jue only felt his right hand tingle for a while.

　　 He realized that SCP106 was also using abilities on him.

　　106 can weaken any creature that comes into contact, and then drag it into a different space.

　　 But unfortunately, his ability is useless to Zhang Jue.

　　 "Hey, brother, don't waste your effort." Zhang Jue smiled, "We are all magic free physiques, let's fight melee."

　　 said, just a kick.

　　 This time, because the distance was too close, 106 failed to dissolve all Zhang Jue's strength and staggered backward.

　　 Zhang Jue laughed, and he was never afraid of anyone when it came to fighting.

　　 SCP106 seemed unable to understand the fact that its own abilities could not be effective for Zhang Jue, he hesitated for a while before returning to normal-showing his disgusting and terrifying smile.

　　 Then, a puddle of black liquid formed on the ground he was on, he slowly sank in, and finally disappeared.

　　 "Just ran away like this?"

　　 Zhang Jue let out a hey. Knowing this old man was so easy to deal with, he would not put Yang Xue in the containment room, and now he had to pick her up.

　　 He was thinking, and suddenly felt his feet slippery-SCP106 appeared on the soles of his feet and pulled Zhang Jue into the pool of black liquid.

　　 It was pitch black all around.

　　 It took Zhang Jue a long time to get used to seeing things.

　　 If he expected it to be good, this should be the dimensional pocket of SCP106. Usually he would drag people in after killing and maiming people.

　　 He may be the first person to come here intact.

　　He walked aimlessly, there seemed to be nothingness here.

　　 Without a reference, he didn't know how far he had traveled, or even if he had moved.

　　 Suddenly, an unknown black liquid appeared on the ground all around, the same as the liquid that 106 entered and exited the solid matter every time.

　　The liquid occupied his shoes, making a creaking sound, and emitting white smoke, which seemed to be quite corrosive.

　　 "I'm going, so awesome." Zhang Jue stood on tiptoe and ran away.

　　 I don't know how far I ran.

　　 There seems to be someone ahead.

　　 "Come to me, young man."

　　 he said.

　　 Zhang Jue had no choice but to run towards him.

　　 ran, he saw a door appeared in the darkness ahead.

　　 This door appeared in a different space, so abrupt.

　　 But Zhang Jue had no choice. The corrosive liquid under his feet was about to surround him. He didn't want to use his body to test whether he was still immune to this thing.

　　 was only two meters away from the door, and the black liquid had already surrounded him. Zhang Jue, like a goalkeeper, rose up and jumped directly into the door.

sunny.

　　 Presented in front of Zhang Jue is a farmhouse.

　　 In front of the farmhouse.

　　 A bald old man is sitting in a rocking chair basking in the sun.

　　 leisurely and comfortable.

　　 What surprised Zhang Jue was that the old man and SCP106 looked almost exactly the same.

　　 But he can be sure that they are not the same person.

　　 SCP106 exudes a disgusting and terrifying breath, and this old man can only be described as kind, just like the grandfather next door.

　　 "Are you?" Zhang Jue tried to ask.

　　 "It does not matter who I am, but who are you?"

　　 Zhang Jue rubbed his temples with his right hand: "If you don't want to say it, forget it. This kind of conversation gives me a headache. What should I call you?"

　　 "You can do whatever you want."

　　 "Okay, Mr. Shit."

　　 "Ahem, ahem..." The old man laughed a few times, "You can call me chocolate."

　　 "Chocolate? Old man, the name is very sweet, aren't you afraid of diabetes?"

　　 "I am like this, and I am not afraid of any illness anymore-it is a nickname given to me by others, and I like it very much."

　　 Zhang Jue dug his nostrils: "Okay, Uncle Chocolate, then can you tell me, who is the ugly guy who looks the same as you outside?"

　　 Zhang Jue's words are invisible. This is the first time that the old man has met a person of this style, and he is a little uncomfortable.

　　 He smiled awkwardly: "Obviously, that's 'me'."

　　 "Huh?" Zhang Jue raised his eyebrows.

"To be precise, it is the evil'I'" the old man explained, "Because of some things, the'I' split into two personalities, one is the kind "I" and the other is the evil "I". The evil "I" has a deeper obsession. I am the master personality and I am the sub-personality. It will only appear when he is weak or distracted."

"I'm not interested in what kind of **** you have experienced." Zhang Jue snorted, "I only care about two issues now, uncle diabetes, first, why did I come here, and second, how do I get out of here? "

The old man smiled: "The reason you came here is because you are the only person who has come to this space and has the ability to think, and has not been killed by the evil'I'-as for how to get out of here~www .mtlnovel.com~It's very simple. The kind "I" and the evil "I" have the same abilities. Since he can bring you in, I can naturally bring you out."

　　 Zhang Jue wowed evenly: "Big guy is awesome, then please send me out now, I'm a little urinary—"

　　 "Okay," the old man said, "but before that, can you please do something for me."

　　 Hearing what the old man said, Zhang Jue understood that what kind of **** and kind 'I' turned out to be a beggar for saving people.

With the bargaining chip, Zhang Jue smiled and unconsciously revealed his nature: "Old man, I am always selfless and eager to be just and righteous. It is not impossible to do you a favor. Can you first tell me what I want to help you? Busy, what good will you give me?"

The old man was stunned, then shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I see the word SCP is printed on the clothes you are wearing. You should be a member of the Foundation. If possible, can you please help me to the SCP cemetery and give it to someone? Offer a bunch of flowers?"

　　 Just offering a bunch of flowers? It doesn't sound difficult.

　　 Zhang Jue asked: "What's that person's name?"

　　 "Anna," the old man said, "Anna Lang."

　　 Zhang Jue wrote down silently.

　　 "As for the benefits..." The old man took out a precision instrument from the space next to him. It was cylindrical and looked like a detonator, but it was completely transparent, with a spinning top inside.

　　 "This is the result of my research here. Since only you can come in, I will give it to you."

　　 The old man rubbed it twice, seemingly a little bit unwilling.

　　 "I call it the reality extractor. At the moment, time is limited. It's ability is up to you to explore. The evil'I' is coming, and I will send you out now."

Chapter end

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