I'm In Charge of SCP Chapter 338

In the hotel, Zhang Jue and Prit, the mouse man, stared with big eyes.

In fact, his failure in action is also reasonable.

Where do others come and go back.

But he was different. He was directly sent here by a one-way ticket, so naturally he couldn't go back by ordinary methods.

Zhang Jue glanced at the rat man and said, "Why don't I give you another box of instant noodles, can you help me figure out a solution?"

"Man, it's not that I don't want to help you, you just give me ten boxes, and I can't do anything."

"Apart from what you just said, is there really no other way to get out of here?"

"I do not know either."

"You give me the instant noodles!"

"Eh eh eh, if you have something to say, don't do it." Seeing that Zhang Jue was really going to grab it, Prit, the mouse man, hurriedly took the instant noodles in his arms, "Man, don't be impulsive, although I don't know, but I know one person, he must know."

When Pritt spoke like a tongue twister, Zhang Jue stopped and looked at him suspiciously.

"Who is he?"

"I don't know who he is. In short, he is very knowledgeable. He told me many things about this place-we have such a good relationship, and I will tell you, but don't tell you about it."

"Then what are you waiting for? Take me to him quickly."

"Um...this...may be a little difficult." Ratman stopped talking.

Zhang Jue took out a box of instant noodles and threw it to him.

After receiving the instant noodles, the mouse man smiled and said: "Eh, man, you misunderstood, I didn't mean that, I said it is a little difficult, it is really a little difficult, do you know where he is?"

Pritt made a mystery, and Zhang Jue could only ask cooperatively: "Where?"

The mouse man pointed out the window: "It's there."

Zhang Jue followed his fingers and saw a towering castle standing in the distance, straight into the sky.

Zhang Jue emptied his eyes: "Where is that?"

"Where?" The Ratman sighed, "Of course it is the master here, the castle of the emperor of this country."

Zhang Jue looked back again, and it turned out that it was the imperial palace.

Looking at the mountain sprinting to death.

The huge palace didn't seem to be far away from them, but Zhang Jue and Ratman walked for more than three hours before reaching its edge.

And if you can walk in, you can't see the whole picture of the palace.

It is not so much a palace as it is another small city in this huge city-state.

After coming here, Zhang Jue felt a moment of depression for no reason.

He couldn't help but glance up.

In my heart, I wondered where the master here is sacred, and the other side's power can be transmitted beyond the city wall so far, I am afraid that the strength is even higher than himself.

The palace is also composed of four colors: black, white, yellow, and red.

There are many soldiers patrolling the outside of the castle.

But the palace is too big, so it is not without flaws.

The two took advantage of the gap between their patrols and came outside a black city wall.

Zhang Jue watched the mouse man skilfully open a few bricks, revealing a dark hole.

No wonder it led the way without saying anything. It turned out to be a habitual offender.

See what it looks like, sneaking into this palace is no different from going home.

The rat person can become a rat shape, so the hole is relatively small. Zhang Jue tried it, and he was able to get in. If he wants to get a little fatter, he may have to think of other ways.

The two of them all entered the hole, and the rat man skillfully sealed the wall from the inside, and then turned into a little rat, leading the way in front.

The space inside the cave is also not big, Zhang Jue can only adopt a prostrate posture, fortunately he is not claustrophobic.

He took out the flashlight and held it in his mouth, and marched into the palace with the rat man.

Contrary to what Zhang Jue had imagined, he originally thought that no matter how big the castle was, it would only take minutes to cross the city wall.

But soon he found out that he was wrong, because he had been crawling in this hole for more than half an hour.

Not only that, but he could feel that the hole was not straight, winding, and he had even climbed up for a few minutes, but it didn't fall down.

The spatial anomaly here seems to be more serious than outside.

Out of trust in Pritt, Zhang Jue didn't ask much, and kept climbing all the way.

After crawling for about ten minutes, Pritt, who had become a mouse, suddenly stopped.

Zhang Jue took a flashlight and found that there was no road ahead.

Prit, the mouse person, turned into a human form, and made a hush gesture to Zhang Jue, beckoning him not to make a sound.

Zhang Jue nodded, then saw that it pressed his ear to the wall, as if listening to the movement outside.

A minute later, he nodded to Zhang Jue, and then began to tear down the wall.

In a short while, a hole the size of a washbasin was removed by him.

The two got out together.

The light outside was relatively bright, and Zhang Jue adapted to it for a while and began to observe the surrounding environment.

He soon discovered that this place seemed to be a kitchen.

He didn't know all kinds of weird ingredients, but fortunately there were some knives and forks placed here.

When Pritt saw the food, his eyes lit up, but he didn't care about Zhang Jue being in front of him, buried his head in it, and feasted on it.

Five minutes later, he pulled his face out of the food, touched the residue on the corner of his mouth, and said with disdain: "The taste is average, it's far worse than your noodles, Feng Qingyang."

It turned out that this guy punched this hole to eat and drink here.

Zhang Jue screamed, despising his behavior of scolding the cook when he was full: "Have you finished eating? Take me to find someone after eating."

Pritt patted his belly: "Don't worry, don't worry about it here, you must be careful about everything, in case someone finds out, it's really not a joke."

Pritt was familiar with the palace, and even knew the order in which the guards changed their shifts.

Under his leadership, Zhang Jue passed through palace after palace, and finally came to a gate.

Strangely, there does not seem to be a guard here.

"Where is this?" Zhang Jue asked.

Pritt pushed the door through a gap, and got in first: "You'll know when you come in."

Zhang Jue followed him into the door, and then closed the door casually.

After walking a few steps, I realized that this place turned out to be a library.

This library is very large, very large, with countless bookshelves displayed in it, and you can't see it at a glance.

I don't know how many books are stored here.

Zhang Jue picked up a book and opened it, and found that the text on it turned out to be alive. After he opened it, he even started to dance.

Unfortunately, Zhang Jue didn't know them.

"The person I told you, he usually reads here." Pritt said while looking inside. "But you also saw it. It's very big here. Whether you can find him depends on fate. Patrolling. People will come here in about a tenth of a time unit, and we must leave before that."

He only lost a few boxes of instant noodles. It was already quite good for Pritt to be able to bring him here. Zhang Jue nodded, and the two began to search along the bookshelf.

A tenth unit of time, which is almost two hours, Zhang Jue originally thought it would not take so long to find someone in a library, but he made another mistake in his judgment.

This library is much bigger than he thought.

They walked all the way along the bookshelf on one side for an hour, at least a few kilometers with their feet, but they didn't reach the end.

No wonder Pritt said that it depends on fate, which turned out to be literal.

After walking for a while, Pritt said: "We can't move on anymore. We have to go back. If we don't get out of time, we will be blocked by the soldiers on patrol."

Zhang Jue raised his eyebrows: "Could they patrol here the whole time?"

"Of course not." Pritt shook his head, "but they have special treasures that can detect if there is an intruder here."

Zhang Jue remembered that when the soldiers were inspecting his room, they seemed to have swept something with them.

"Then the person you are talking about, won't he be checked out?"

"I don't know that," Pritt said. "Anyway, every time I meet him, he is here."

Hearing what he said, Zhang Jue felt that it was more reasonable, and it seemed that the other party was not just waiting.

While they were talking, the two changed a channel and walked back.

After walking for another half an hour, Zhang Jue hardly reported any hope.

He had already planned to wait for the soldiers on patrol to come back again.

But this is how it is, when you give up, hope comes.

"Look, he is there!"

Pritt pointed forward excitedly.

Zhang Jue looked intently and saw a man in a black robe with a beak mask on his face, standing next to a bookshelf, studying attentively.

At first glance, he thought it was 049 (epidemic doctor).

Their dressing styles are indeed similar, but as they get closer, Zhang Jue realizes that they are indeed different.

Although the epidemic doctor also wears a beak mask, his body is still a human body.

And the hand of this mysterious man holding a book turned out to be the paw of a bird.

"Hey, man, you are still here."

Pritt immediately stepped forward to say hello, he seemed to know everyone by himself.

The mysterious man heard the voice, turned his head, saw Pritt greet him, and was about to speak.

Then he saw Zhang Jue.

His gaze stayed on Zhang Jue for a moment, and then he said to Pritt, "Long time no see."

"Hey, man, let me tell you that I had a very delicious noodle today. I still have a few boxes in my pocket now. When I have time, I will ask you to eat it-he gave it to me. He is now me. My friend, I have a few questions for you. How about giving him a preferential price for the sake of my face?"

The mysterious man glanced at Zhang Jue again, and then said to Pritt: "I can help him, but you'd better stay away from him."

"Huh? Why?"

Pritt has always been treacherous and cunning, and Zhang Jue is his first friend who can speak for himself.

Zhang Jue was watching by the side, but the mysterious man did not shy away from it. He directly said to Pritt, "He has a lot of'karma' in his body. With your life style, he can't bear it. You can just take any turmoil. May die."

"what??"

Pritt looked at Zhang Jue in horror and couldn't help but dodge two steps backwards.

The mysterious man said to Pritt: "You go, I hope it's still too late."

Pritt swallowed, looked at the mysterious man, and then at Zhang Jue, not knowing what to do for a while.

Zhang Jue laughed.

He took out his only two boxes of instant noodles from the different space and threw them to Pritt: "Thank you for bringing me here. I am indeed a little troublesome now. If there is nothing wrong, you can go first. Me and This old man will talk alone, let's...bye bye."

Pritt unconditionally believed the words of the mysterious man, but Zhang Jue was so righteous, it seemed that he was a little uninteresting.

Holding two boxes of instant noodles in his hand, he hesitated for a moment, and finally left the library with Zhang Jue's kind eyes.

Zhang Jue watched Pritt leave, and then faced the mysterious man: "Mr. looks very powerful, I don't know how to call it?"

"I am a scholar, walking among the stars, a navigator in the sky, and a pathfinder in Pingyuan." The mysterious man with a beak mask closed the book in his hand and put it in the bookshelf. They all call me the'Wand Man'."

"It turns out to be brother Devil, disrespectful and disrespectful." Zhang Jue bowed his hand to him. "Man just said that I have a lot of karma. How did you see it? By the way, can you tell me how I can deal with these karma? Resolve it."

The magic wand man shook his head: "The'karma' on your body is as eye-catching as a drop of ink is dripped into milk. It is not difficult to see them. As for how to resolve them, I'm sorry. With my current ability, I still can't see them."

After listening to what he said, Zhang Jue nodded, and recognized the magic wand man's ability a little bit-if the other party could easily resolve it, he didn't believe it.

Looking at the watch, the time for the guards to patrol was getting closer. Zhang Jue didn't intend to waste time, so he asked directly: "Brother Wand, I want to return to my original world, but I haven't." Door', what to do?"

"There is no 'door'?"

The wand man pondered for a moment, and he probably understood what Zhang Jue meant. He said: "This giant city-state is called Alakada. All the rules are determined by the owner here, the king of this city-state. It's stipulated that if you can't return to the original world through conventional means, the only way is to get his help, but I advise you not to do this.”

"why?"

"Because he is a tyrant~www.mtlnovel.com~ said the Wandman, "Apart from his four leaders, anyone who sees him will be put to death. "

"A tyrant..." Zhang Jue wanted to take a stand and asked what to do with his diet and daily life if he didn't see people, but in the next second, his brows were deeply frowned: "Wait a minute, you just said, what is this city state called? name?"

"Arakada," said the wandman.

"Arakada...Arakada..."

Zhang Jue rubbed his temples. He had heard this name, and it was very important. What he has to do now is to find it in his memory hall.

"Yes!"

He snapped his fingers.

Arakada, isn't this the place where No. 701-1 (The Hanged King) ruled during his lifetime?

Thank you Qin Zhidaoer for your reward, and thank you for your continuous support.

Chapter end