I'm working as a warehouse manager in SCP

"Foundation people are nuts."

"But what we, the Splitters, lack are such lunatics."

Everything they said fell into Zhang Jue's ears verbatim.

Not as he expected.

To be able to mobilize so many people against the Foundation is indeed a Chaos Insurgency.

There was a sound of pushing the door, and under the red light, a young man in a suit came in, the same one who walked out of the O5-5 chamber.

Behind him was a dwarf who was only about one meter tall.

It seems that the person who set up this formation turned out to be a dwarf.

Just when he entered this room and saw those people tied to the cross, the man in the suit couldn't help but let out a snort.

"Bishop Worsley, do you have any special habit for making them like this?"

"Mr. Vaughan was joking." The dwarf said respectfully, "Only in this way can the formation be used to its fullest effect. Now that their subjective consciousness has been temporarily erased by me, even if you let them commit suicide, they will do so. "

"I see." The man in the suit smiled.

The dwarf pointed at Yang Xue: "She is the head of the hospital. If you have any questions, you can ask her, and I will go ahead."

After speaking, the dwarf left the room and closed the door, probably because he was afraid of hearing something he shouldn't have heard.

The man in the suit walked up to Yang Xue and looked her up and down.

"What's your name?"

"Yang Xue."

Yang Xue's voice was a bit dull, and her tone didn't fluctuate much, probably because she was controlled.

The man in the suit continued to ask, "Your job."

"Senior Researcher of the SCP Foundation, Deputy Director of Site 14 Experiments, General Manager of Area 1006..."

"What is the purpose of the foundation establishing Area1006?"

"Healing a patient..."

"Who is he?"

"His number is SCP-, I don't know the specific identity..."

"Where is he now?"

"I have no idea……"

Sure enough, as the dwarf said, Yang Xue had completely lost consciousness, no matter what the man in the suit asked, she would tell the truth without reservation.

But under Le Shui's deliberate control, she did not know much information.

While the man in the suit kept asking Yang Xue questions, Zhang Jue quietly slipped behind him from the periphery.

Judging from the attitude of the dwarf just now, this should be a big fish.

If you can catch him, maybe you can get some information about the Insurgency.

Zhang Jue crept closer to the man in the suit bit by bit.

But the man in the suit didn't know it, and still asked Yang Xue the questions he was interested in.

Before he knew it, Zhang Jue had come behind him.

Zhang Jue raised his right hand slightly and made a gesture of a knife. As long as he hit it all at once, he would faint.

However, at this moment, Zhang Jue found that the air around him suddenly became extremely thick, as if he had fallen into a ball of paste, and it took a lot of effort to move even a little bit.

The man in the suit turned his head and looked at Zhang Jue with a sneer.

"Consultant Zhang, hello."

……

"Consultant Zhang, hello."

The man in the suit looked at Zhang Jue and sneered.

Looking at his expression, Zhang Jue knew he had been tricked.

But what caught his attention was something else.

"you know me?"

The man in the suit smiled and said, "The famous consultant Zhang Jue Zhang, how could I not know him, I've admired you for a long time."

He spoke sarcastically, but Zhang Jue shook his head: "Hey, as I said earlier, being too attractive is a sin. Dogs follow you everywhere you go."

In terms of lip service, few people are Zhang Jue's opponents.

The man in the suit snorted coldly, but didn't answer.

At this moment, the dwarf bishop who had just left pushed the door open and entered.

"Mr. Fuen, you have to understand that now our consultant Zhang can't move his whole body, so he can only use his tongue quickly, and soon, he will obey your words like everyone else here."

As soon as the dwarf bishop finished speaking, Zhang Jue felt a tingling pain all over his body, as if the surrounding blood mist was penetrating into his body through his pores.

And most importantly, his consciousness began to blur again.

The man in the suit said: "Consultant Zhang, this is an increased dose of 'Karima' specially prepared for you, do you like it?"

"Yes, it's interesting."

Zhang Jue forced himself to concentrate.

"Before I'm completely under your control, can I ask two questions?"

"Yes." The man in the suit was very generous, "But it's my freedom to answer or not."

"The first question, did you set up this magic circle because you knew I would come, or did you just prevent it from happening?"

The man in the suit said with a smile: "Consultant Zhang, everyone said that you are extremely smart and difficult to deal with, and I have a habit of never underestimating anyone, let alone you. From the moment I entered this room, I knew Someone came in, and I don't care who it is."

"Oh, I see……"

Zhang Jue's body was wobbly and precarious. At this moment, he seemed to be very sleepy and might fall down at any time.

Seeing this scene, the dwarf bishop smiled slightly.

In order to catch Zhang Jue, he deliberately increased the dose of Karima in the air. With the magic circle, even if an elephant came, he would be caught instantly.

"The second question." Zhang Jue clutched his forehead, as if he had reached the limit.

However, in the next second, he suddenly opened his eyes, grabbed the man in the suit by the collar with his left hand, and punched him on the bridge of the nose with his right hand.

"Little Chi, who the hell gave you the confidence to think that this kind of thing can trap me?"

The man in the suit was stunned by this blow.

Zhang Jue didn't take the antidote, so why wasn't he affected by the magic circle at all?

The man in the suit knows that Zhang Jue is immune to 053's infohazard.

But he thought that Karima plus a powerful magic circle would be enough to control Zhang Jue, but he didn't expect that he still couldn't succeed.

Zhang Jue's magic immune physique is very perverted. He doesn't have the quasi-god-level power of 343 (God) or 701 (The Hanged King). General mind control can't affect him at all.

The reason why Zhang Jue dared to chase the invading team of the Chaos Insurgency alone was because he had full confidence in his own abilities.

Otherwise, wouldn't he be a pig teammate? He couldn't do that kind of thing.

Seeing Zhang Jue violently attack, the dwarf bishop ran away.

Zhang Jue pulled the collar of the man in the suit with his left hand, and transformed into a slender javelin with his right hand, and threw it hard at the fleeing dwarf.

He is very good at this kind of work.

Just when the javelin was about to hit the dwarf's vest.

Suddenly it shattered inch by inch.

At the same time, the surrounding air began to condense.

Zhang Jue felt a powerful murderous aura enveloped him.

The surrounding temperature seemed to drop.

The man in the suit in his hand said: "Consultant Zhang, I advise you to let me go immediately, otherwise—"

Zhang Jue punched him in the face: "Otherwise you|mom|force--"

I'm working as a warehouse manager in SCP

Chapter 171 Questions of Most Concern (two chapters in one)

When Zhang Jue's fist was only [-] centimeter away from Fu En, he couldn't get any further.

He felt as if his fist was being pulled by something.

Very thin silk threads extended from his hands.

Like a spider web, restricting his movements.

In the next second, Zhang Jue quickly let go of Fu En and took a step back.

On the ground in front of him, a very thin crack appeared, as if it had been cut in the middle by a sharp knife.

And Zhang Jue is very clear.

What almost cut off his wrist just now was not a knife at all, but an extremely thin thread.

Vaughan, who regained his freedom, floated into the air and quickly drifted backwards.

If you look closely, his whole body is drawn by countless thin threads, just like hanging wire.

Zhang Jue looked at his backward figure, but did not pursue him.

Because in just a few seconds, the space between them has stretched countless filaments in all directions, each of which is extremely sharp.

Zhang Jue tried to touch it with his hands.

A bloodstain was drawn.

You know, after 682's continuous tempering, his current body is not invulnerable, but it is not much worse.

This thin line can leave marks on his fingers, and the sharpness can be imagined.

Vaughan had floated a few meters away from him, standing with the dwarf bishop.

Behind them, a black figure loomed, like a ghost.

A moment later, a middle-aged man in a black robe appeared, like a vampire.

Countless silk threads spread out from his cuffs, like tentacles.

"Master Fu En, I'm late." He said.

"No, it's just in time, Mr. Friedel." Fu En looked at Zhang Jue, "I believe that Consultant Zhang also thinks the same."

"Ah, yes, just right." Zhang Jue shrugged, "If you come one step later, his face will become as big as a foot basin."

For the appearance of this person, Zhang Jue had already prepared for it.

Fu En's status is very high, it is impossible not to have a powerful person around him to protect him.

They invaded the Foundation's site, and they needed a strong man to sit there.

Zhang Jue could feel that this man named Friedel was very dangerous.

His ability should be to manipulate these threads.

A weakened version of Doflamingo?

Zhang Jue snorted and looked at the three of them.

With the arrival of strong reinforcements, Fuen once again regained his graceful appearance.

"Consultant Zhang, I have a suggestion, I wonder if you want to hear it."

"Oh?" Zhang Jue raised his eyebrows, "You want to be my little brother?"