I'm In Charge of SCP Chapter 91

　　Switzerland Airport.

　　 Inside a certain coffee shop.

　　 A young man in a white suit is leisurely stirring a cup of coffee with a spoon.

　　 He put the brewed coffee in front of him and sniffed it lightly, showing an expression of enjoyment.

　　 The old servant standing behind him closed his eyes and seemed to be asleep, but his ears kept shaking.

　　 "Joseph, don't be so nervous." The young man took a sip of his coffee, so he had a lot of free time.

　　 "Master, this is Switzerland after all, it is the SCP headquarters." The old servant said, "I must guarantee your safety."

The young man smiled slightly: "You and I know that site19 is just a relatively large site. The real headquarters of the SCP is not here. There is only one person from the O5 Council here. With your strength, you don't need it at all. Worry."

　　 "Yes." The old servant leaned slightly, but still did not relax his vigilance.

　　 The young man knew his character and didn't say much, but changed the subject with a smile: "Aren't you weird, why do I have to come here?"

　　 "The young master does things, naturally there is the truth of the young master, what I want to do is to protect the safety of the young master, nothing more."

　　 The old servant's answer was not unexpected, and the young man nodded.

"The reason why I came here is to meet my father's old friend. The Chaos Insurgency has done so many shameful things and asked for more money. It's not too much. As for the second thing, I I want to come and see the man named Zhang Jue."

　　 He put the coffee cup on the table, and the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually disappeared.

　　 "Joseph, do you remember, we met him, at that time, I didn't see anything special about him."

　　 The old servant nodded slightly. After Site14 failed to invade, they went to CN Jiangzhou City to finish off. They had seen Zhang Jue from a distance.

　　 "But did you know that my father actually knew his name and said that he would be the one who would change the world." The young man snorted, seemingly unable to accept such a result.

　　 "Zhang Jue came to Europe this time. He was not lucky. It happened that Mr. Smollett was here-performing the assassination mission. Mrs. Smollett has never failed."

　　 The young man squinted his eyes, the table in front of him kept shaking, the coffee cup on the table was broken inch by inch, and coffee spilled out of it.

　　 He finally stopped hiding his killing intent.

　　 "The only person who changes the world is me, and everyone who blocks me must die."

　　 Zhang Jue looked at the long knife inserted from his chest, froze for a few tenths of a second, and then accepted the reality.

　　 The reason why he was able to come behind the blond man in an instant just now was because he used the ability of different space.

　　 entered the different space in the original place, and then came out of the different space behind the blond man.

　　 This kind of calculation is quite complicated, because the length in the different space is completely different from the real world. Even his computing power can only do this operation within a few meters.

　　 This blond man is too strong, he wanted to win with one move, but he still fell short.

　　 Feeling the sharp pain in his chest, Zhang Jue couldn't help sighing.

　　 It turned out that I killed me.

　　 Still the same sentence, if it weren't for the abnormal self-healing ability, I would have died for a long time.

　　 Zhang Jue endured the severe pain and pulled the knife out of his chest.

　　 He could feel that the wound healed much slower than usual.

　　 Abel's knife is not an ordinary knife. In addition to generating a strong wind, it also has a strong inhibitory effect on some abilities.

　　 He already knew this when he was fighting Abel.

　　 Smollett looked at his movements, his face was calm, and he seemed to be used to the prey's reaction.

　　 He enjoys the process of seeing the prey gradually giving up.

　　 "I told you a long time ago that if you have less struggle, you can have less pain," he said.

　　Smollett finished speaking, and the passengers who were controlled by him around pointed their guns at Zhang Jue again.

　　 Facing their encirclement and suppression, Zhang Jue was not afraid, he swung his blood on the long knife outwards, licked his lips, and looked at the other person's eyes.

　　 "I'm sorry, I don't have the habit of just waiting for death."

　　 As soon as his voice fell, people rushed towards Smollett.

　　 This time, he chose to attack directly.

　　 Zhang Jue activated two abilities of terror projection and concentration at the same time to ensure that Smollett would not run away.

　　 This trick, even Abel, who was so angry, couldn't resist, so he could only stay where he was, and Smollett was no exception.

　　 Zhang Jue's knife was inserted into his heart again.

　　 This time it was a head-on confrontation. Zhang Jue kept staring at Smollett's eyes and didn't let go for a moment.

　　 "How many times have I said it before you can understand that the huge gap between strengths cannot be made up by tactics."

　　 Smollett's voice came from the front.

　　 Zhang Jue took a closer look, and the opponent did not know when he moved back one meter, and it was this meter distance that his knife did not hit the opponent.

　　 Everything that happened just now seemed to be his hallucinations.

　　Have you really hallucinated?

　　 Like when I met 3844?

　　 Zhang Jue looked at the passengers around and denied his guess.

　　 They are all real people, not imagined by themselves.

　　 After eliminating all the impossible, there is only one explanation.

"I see."

　　 Zhang Jue put away his long knife and looked at the blond man in front of him.

　　 "You are a reality bender."

　　 Reality benders, also known as Type Green, are the collective name given by the SCP Foundation to a class of individuals with a high Hume index.

　　 They can create reality distortions by depressing the stability of the surrounding reality, and change and manipulate individuals in the surrounding reality according to their own will. This is a very dangerous type of SCP.

　　 According to the level of threat and the difficulty of containment, the SCP Foundation classifies reality benders into 6 levels.

　　 Low-level reality benders can bend a spoon with thought force, or take things out of space, while high-level reality benders can do what they say, and even only need a thought to reshape the whole world.

　　 Another little girl sleeping on site17~www.mtlnovel.com~ She is a Level 4 reality bender.

　　 When she is awake, she can create humans or anomalous objects at will, or turn the entire Site-17 into a doll.

　　 She was afraid that Dr. Celf would come to kill her, but Dr. Celf actually came to kill her.

　　 The horror of reality benders is evident.

　　 So, are reality benders invincible?

of course not.

　　 In order to contain the reality benders, a doctor named Robert Scranton in the Foundation invented a prop that can effectively suppress their abilities.

　　 The Foundation named this prop after the doctor-Scranton Reality Stability Anchor.

　　As long as you have it, the Foundation will have the power to fight no matter how strong the reality **** is.

　　 However, the tragedy is that Zhang Jue does not have such a thing.

　　 So even if Zhang Jue sees through his abilities, Smollett is still invincible.

　　 "What can I do if I know it? You have no way to kill me. On this plane, I am the master. I can control everything here, including you."

　　 Smollett's tone was indifferent, and he had sufficient confidence in killing Zhang Jue.

　　 Above this 10,000-meter altitude, he is God.

　　 If it is an ordinary person, I am afraid that he will be frightened by his aura and lose his fighting spirit directly.

　　 But Zhang Jue will not.

　　 No matter when, he maintains absolute sanity.

"Don't be funny, if you can really control me, just let me have a headshot. Where can I still be so troublesome." Zhang Jue laughed, "Little Huangmao, if I didn't guess wrong, your ability is right for me. Doesn't work, right?"

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