I'm working as a warehouse manager in SCP

Three years later, when disaster strikes, only one's own strength can be the best protection.

The two talked all night.

Old Smith has a special status.

He no longer has any trust in the Foundation.

So before dawn, under Zhang Jue's cover, he left site 14.

Zhang Jue found him a foothold in Jianghai City so that he could be at his disposal at any time.

Zhang Jue thought that he would not be needed for a while, after all, he didn't have any urgent matters right now.

However, things in this world are like this. Often when you feel that you have nothing to do with yourself, trouble will come soon.

On the third day after the site14 site was attacked, a telegram was sent from the headquarters that the two Foundation sites located in Mei Country and Goose Country were attacked, resulting in the loss of some SCP items.

Although no organization has claimed responsibility for the two attacks on the Foundation, according to internal discussions within the Foundation, it is agreed that the person who did the work should be related to the Church of the Broken God.

This is very strange.

The Church of the Broken God is not an orthodox religion, and the total number of believers in the world is only 30. The core of its organization was expelled to a certain island by the Foundation and GOC, and it is difficult to protect itself.

But this time, such a big counterattack was organized.

This is inconsistent with their previous style of conduct.

And most importantly, it worked.

You know, they are not like the Chaos Insurgency, who inherited part of the mantle of the SCP, and their combat power is not strong.

Except for site 14, where Zhang Jue was in command, the other two sites that were attacked suffered varying degrees of damage, almost causing a large-scale failure.

Foundation executives, known as the O5 Council, expressed shock and outrage.

However, due to some other reasons, almost all the available personnel within the foundation—such as Leshan and Leshui—were caught up in another incident, and the headquarters couldn’t send a single person who could be in charge of the matter for a while. .

The O5 Council discussed and discussed, and it seemed that only Zhang Jue could take on this important task.

Firstly, his level is high enough, and he can overwhelm those local snakes at any station, not afraid that they will not cooperate.

Secondly, he has a meticulous mind and a quick mind, which is suitable for investigating such unimaginable things.

So, a week later, the appointment order for Zhang Jue was issued to site14, making him fully responsible for the matter.

"Well, I've just been back for a few days, and I'm going on a business trip again. These O5s are wary of me and want me to do things at the same time. They're really idiots."

Holding the appointment order, Zhang Jue shook his head and sighed.

He didn't want to take care of this matter, but now he can't help it.

In the foundation, only Zhang Jue dared to scold O5 so blatantly.

Simmons on the side didn't dare to answer, so he could only smile and said, "It's still because of your outstanding ability, Consultant Zhang."

"I like to hear what you say." Zhang Jue patted him on the shoulder, "Eh? No, Simmons, shouldn't you be in the laboratory usually? Why come to me to talk nonsense when you have time."

Simmons scratched his head: "Consultant Zhang, I heard that the incident you are in charge of involves site 15..."

"Yeah, what's the matter?" Zhang Jue nodded.

The two sites involved in this accident, one is site 118 in Siberia, and the other is site 15 on the west coast of Meiguo.

Simmons smiled: "Consultant Zhang, as far as I know, SCP-079 (the old AI) is in that site."

It turned out to be the case.

Simmons is a top student in the Department of Computer Science. Zhang Jue remembers that he once said that his ideal is to study the code and implementation logic of 079.

Perhaps in the eyes of Simmons, 079 is like a work of art.

Although its inventor has passed away, being able to meet with 079 and have a few words is one of his wishes in this life.

Zhang Jue nodded: "You want to see 079, I don't care. I just plan to go to Siberia for the first stop, and then I will go to Meiguo. You should apply with the foundation now, and there should be time."

I'm working as a warehouse manager in SCP

Chapter 225

Three days later, East Siberia, site118.

Zhang Jue dragged his suitcase and followed the reception staff sent by the site to the site.

It is already late April, but Eastern Siberia is located in the mountains and the latitude is high, so the temperature is still very low.

Although Zhang Jue didn't suffer from cold and heat, but seeing that the staff at the site were already wearing short sleeves, he had to sigh that the talent of the fighting nation was indeed different from others.

The site118 site is located in a remote and mountainous area, with inconvenient transportation.

There are only a few buildings in the entire site, not to mention compared with site 14, even compared with site 237 in the desert, it is not that big.

If some projects do not need to be far away from the city, I believe the foundation will not build a site here.

The webmaster of site118 is named Maxim, Andrei, Zakulov, and he is a middle-aged man with rough appearance.

A tall man with a beard on his face is the most standard template of a fighting nation.

He led a group of staff members and extended a warm welcome to Zhang Jue's arrival.

There are not many staff members at site 118, less than half of that at site 14.

After exchanging pleasantries, Maxim invited Zhang Jue to have a drink together.

The site118 site is isolated from the outside world, and the staff here rarely have the opportunity to meet other colleagues.

However, Zhang Jue has been in the foundation for more than a year, and it can be said that he has a good reputation.

Let's just say that the title of Foundation Star he just won is the highest honor in the eyes of Foundation employees.

Therefore, the employees at Site 118 all wanted to have a glimpse of his demeanor, to see if this living star of the Foundation, the legendary wise Easterner, was really that powerful.

At site 14, Zhang Jue's drinking capacity is considered to be top-to-bottom. At the annual meeting, several colleagues tried to get him drunk, but in the end he was drunk and turned his back on his back.

But this is not site 14, Zhang Jue thought about it, and didn't dare to pretend to be aggressive with the big brother of the fighting nation.

"Station Master Maxim, please show me the relevant information about the stolen SCP project first."

"Hey, okay."

Speaking of business, Station Master Maxim sighed.

Site 118 does not contain many objects, and most of them are Safe or Euclid level, and there are only a few Keter level ones, so the defense force is not high, except for the security personnel in the site, there is only one MTF team stationed nearby.

But the accident was a little strange.

Not only the security personnel did not find the enemy, but even the MTF team did not find their traces, and did not know how the enemy stole the target item.

Rather than being attacked, it is more likely that the site has been stolen.

This is somewhat different from the information provided by the foundation before.

Zhang Jue took the document and looked it up carefully.

Maxim, who was half a head taller than Zhang Jue, sat on the side, talking to Zhang Jue intermittently.

"Consultant Zhang, to tell you the truth, the former webmaster has just stepped down, and I haven't been in office for less than a year. I didn't expect to encounter such a thing. It's really bad luck."

Maxim slapped his thigh and cursed something in Russian that Zhang Jue couldn't understand, probably to greet the families of those thieves.

"These employees on the site, you can let them fight, even fight, but when it comes to investigation and evidence collection, no one can do anything, mother! If it is not a last resort, I will not ask the headquarters. , I didn’t expect that it was you who came here. Consultant Zhang, whether I can continue to be the webmaster depends entirely on you—”

Maxim babbled, although he was garrulous, but he seemed to be straightforward, and he didn't treat Zhang Jue as an outsider.

Although Zhang Jue has a lot of bad intentions, he also likes to make friends with such straightforward people.

He smiled and said, "Stationmaster Maxim, the matter is not as serious as you said. It is just an SCP project. As far as I know, the Foundation loses quite a few projects every year."

Not to mention anything else, at the beginning of the year, he had just snatched over a dozen projects from the headquarters, and he hadn't heard of anyone in site19 being responsible for this matter.

It can only be said that it is fortunate that Zhang Jue did not speak out what was in his heart, otherwise the project leader of site19 would definitely be so angry that he vomited blood.

If he hadn't played a great role in the Foundation, based on what he did, the Foundation would have destroyed him humanely long ago, so it wouldn't be his turn to spout nonsense here.

Maxim didn't know about Zhang Jue's "great achievements". He said, "Hey, Consultant Zhang, I heard that a webmaster resigned because of an accident on the site. Do you know about this?"

Except for Yang Wenbai, the site manager that Maxim said took the blame and resigned was probably no one else.

Zhang Jue chuckled. He was more than familiar with this matter. Without him, Yang Wenbai would not have been able to solve the problem by taking the blame and resigning.

However, Zhang Jue didn't continue to chat with Maxim, he put the information in his hand aside, and said: "Station Master Maxim, there is no mention of the missing item in this document, can you tell me its serial number?" ?”

For the sake of confidentiality, the item numbers in the printed paper materials have been blacked out.

Maxim whispered to Zhang Jue, "Its number is SCP-1139."

"Sure enough." Zhang Jue nodded, the number did not surprise him.

……

SCP-1139 (Broken Tongue), Object Class Euclid.

Appears to be a rectangular gray metal block, approximately 20 in height, with a bottom side measuring 5 in.

There are some square protrusions distributed on its sides, and those who observe it will think that they are capital letters of a familiar language, but experiments have proved that this is only an illusion.

It can affect people within a certain radius through unknown means, and those affected by it will start talking and writing in a new language, although they think they are using their mother tongue.

Linguistic analysis showed that the new language was a mature language, but all attempts to translate it failed.

……

Compared with many SCP items with different shapes and powerful combat power, 1139 is not so special. It can be said that it is a very ordinary member. There is nothing worth noting at all, and even its object level is only Euclid.

However, in the foundation, it has a very high confidentiality authority, so that most of the staff at site 118 only know that a very important item has been lost in the site, but they don't know what it is.

The reason is probably because SCP-1139 is related to the Broken God | Cult - according to legend, it is a part of the Broken God's body, and SCP-1139 is necessary to revive the Broken God.

When he got this answer, Zhang Jue was finally sure that the purpose of those Broken God|Cult followers was to resurrect the Broken God McCann.

"What a joke."

Zhang Jue snorted.

Unexpectedly, the god I approached for the first time in this world turned out to be it.

Those believers of the Broken God Cult don't know what stimulated them. The Broken God has been silent for countless centuries, or even how many epochs, but they suddenly want to revive it. They really think the Foundation is a decoration , Are you tired of living?

Zhang Jue is not a lunatic, so he doesn't know what those lunatics think.

His mission is to send them to God.

Seeing that Zhang Jue was looking at the document silently, Maxim said: "How about it, Consultant Zhang, have you found anything? If there is anything I need to do, just ask, those people below, whoever dares to give you Make trouble, I can't spare them!"

Zhang Jue took the document back into his hand and turned it upside down: "There are indeed some doubts, I may have to go to the scene to have a look."

SCP-1139 has been lost for several days, no accidents, it must have fallen into the hands of the Broken God Cult, and it will definitely be impossible to recover.

When Zhang Jue came to site118, what he did was nothing more than repairing the past.

Now that the thing has been lost, at least he must know how it was lost, otherwise Maxim may not even be able to sleep soundly in the future.

Under the leadership of Maxim, Zhang Jue came to the original containment room of SCP-1139.

Although the confidentiality level of this project is very high, in order to make it less special, the containment room has not been designed too much.

As long as the password and fingerprint are double verified, the door of the containment room can be opened.

According to Zhang Jue's deduction, the theft should have been carried out in the early hours of the morning.

Obviously, the intruder is very familiar with the arrangement of the monitoring equipment on the site, and has cleverly evaded many monitoring.

The only monitoring probe that was facing the containment room was also distorted.

Zhang Jue called the security personnel and the captain of the MTF team, and asked them about their on-duty and guard-changing hours.

After they all left, Zhang Jue fell into deep thought.

This time, Maxim did not speak, for fear of disturbing him.

After 5 minutes passed, Zhang Jue let out a huff, as if he had gained something.

Maxim hurriedly asked: "Consultant Zhang, have you found anything now?"

"I just have some preliminary ideas that need to be verified." Zhang Jue seemed to have thought of something interesting, and suddenly laughed, "Stationmaster Maxim, let me ask you, what entertainment did you goose people do when you were young?"