I'm working as a warehouse manager in SCP

The stance is low enough.

Again, if the people around him are hurt, no matter what conditions the other party offers, Zhang Jue will never accept it.

But now that the other party only attempted to kill him, and showed such a sincere attitude of admitting his mistakes, Zhang Jue's laziness gradually gained the upper hand.

Even feel a little pity.

It would have been better if I had known to use these things for my own use.

But I have to say that Zhang Jue's journey of revenge has indeed brought him great benefits.

For a long time to come, his enemies will carefully consider whether they can bear the corresponding consequences before taking action.

He also avoided a lot of unnecessary trouble because of this.

In fact, he didn't know that just after hearing the news of his return, the o5 council once held a teleconference, chaired by o5-1 himself.

The content of the meeting was mainly to evaluate Zhang Jue's next actions. After all, he could not be allowed to go too far.

But what is surprising is that at this meeting, even o5-2 and o5-5, who have always been against Zhang Jue, did not express any opinions.

Everyone agreed that during this period of time, as long as Zhang Jue didn't interfere with the normal life of human beings, he could do whatever he wanted, and the administration could even wipe the mess he left behind.

That's why he went so smoothly when he was cheating.

It's a pity that Zhang Jue didn't know about this, otherwise he wouldn't know what he could do.

I don't know who said it, people are always empty and lonely after revenge.

After setting the destination of all the mechas to the city of gears, Zhang Jue also returned to site 14 three days later.

Seeing his slightly tired expression, Yang Xue shook his hand distressedly while others were not paying attention.

Zhang Jue held her catkin with his backhand, felt the soft touch, and was distracted for a moment.

But here is the site, so naturally it can't be too much.

Yang Xue is rather shy, holding hands secretly is already the limit.

In the past few days, he has circled the entire earth's surface in a mecha, and he is indeed a bit tired.

Just after dinner at night, his eyelids started to fight, he didn't even have time to wash up, and fell asleep.

And this sleep doesn't matter.

What happened next was beyond his imagination.

I can only sigh that the world is impermanent, life is really wonderful.

……

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Chapter 358 Minecraft (6)

It was foggy.

Zhang Jue didn't know how many times he returned to his own world.

The moment he opened his eyes, he was rarely stunned.

The scene in front of me is so familiar.

The familiar chandelier.

The familiar wardrobe.

Familiar curtains.

He even knew the direction of the cracks on the wall.

Because this is his own room.

This time, Zhang Jue finally returned to his home.

Looking up, everything in the house is still the same as it was before he left.

Drank half of the coke and ate half of the potato chips.

There is also toilet paper under the bed that I haven't had time to dispose of.

If he hadn't been back several times before, he might really think that his experience in the Bureau of Anomalous Creatures was just a big dream.

As a third-rate magician, he performed acupuncture everywhere, and he didn't have much savings.

So like Yang Xue, he bought a one-bedroom house.

Although I can't go back several times throughout the year.

But it seems that Chinese people always have a special plot for houses.

Only with a house can you have a sense of belonging, otherwise you will always be urged by the landlord to pay and move, like a homeless person.

Thinking about it now, the biggest advantage for him to travel to other worlds is that he doesn't have to think about next month's mortgage.

Glancing at the electronic watch on the bedside table, the time on it shows April 2221, 4, almost a month has passed in this world since he traveled back last time.

He opened the curtains, and it was still foggy outside.

He lives on the 11th floor, and looking down from the window, he can't even see the ground clearly.

Now that he finally returned to his home, Zhang Jue was not in a hurry.

Ready to go to the living room to see what there is to eat.

He remembered that the night before crossing, he went to snacks and bought a big bag of snacks.

But as soon as he walked out of the bedroom, his eyes narrowed, and his whole body was full of vigilance.

After not coming back for two months, a thin layer of dust had already accumulated on the ground. Although Zhang Jue could not see it carefully, Zhang Jue's observation ability was very keen, and he immediately found footprints on the ground.

After he traveled—or, after something went wrong in this world, someone once came to his home.

And the footprints are very messy, it seems that it is not a person.

Sure enough, apart from that Yueqing City, there are still other survivors in this world.

The door was ajar, and it was not closed when the other party left.

Zhang Jue opened the door and looked from the outside, only to find that there were scratches on the wire around the keyhole.

It is the trace left by the door.

His lock is very expensive, and the other party is a master.

The unit in his house is a one-story, two-family apartment. He went to check the door of the neighbor on the opposite side, and it was not broken.

In other words, it was specifically to stare at him.

Could it be that after the world has become abnormal, does anyone know that he has not been affected?

Unlikely.

Because in the first period of time, he traveled to the world of the Bureau of Abnormal Biology.

It is equivalent to disappearing from this world completely.

Or maybe Yue Qingcheng knew his identity and came here to investigate him?

Neither.

That month Qingcheng was obviously a very cautious person and would not come to his house rashly.

All hypotheses have been rejected, so there is only one explanation left.

It was someone he knew who came to his house, specially to confirm whether he had become a walking dead like everyone else.

Reminiscent of the superb lockpicking skills, the identity of this uninvited guest is almost ready to be revealed - it should be his father whom he has not seen for a long time.

When Zhang Jue returned to the house, he immediately confirmed this.

Because the only photo of the father and son on the TV cabinet was gone.

"Ah……"

Zhang Jue rolled his eyes helplessly.

He checked the other items to make sure his father wasn't the only one who had come to his house because his bag of snacks was missing.

It should be that the door was not closed after the father left, and then someone came in again.

I don't know if it's a simple break-in or what.

But the world has become like this, stealing money and property seems useless.

Zhang Jue walked around the living room, but found no other clues, and went back to the bedroom again.

He opened the drawer of the bedside table and found that his mobile phone was still lying in it.

I took it out and pressed it twice, and the power was off.

Zhang Jue took out the charging cable and plugged it into the bed, but the screen didn't turn on.

"Ok?"

Zhang Jue stretched out his fingers in a ghostly manner, stopped when he was one centimeter away from the socket, slapped himself, and then reached out to press the lamp.

Not lit.

I went to the toolbox to find a test pen and plugged it into the socket, but it still didn't light up.

Now I can finally confirm that the power is out.

I just don't know if it's because no one is controlling the automatic power outage, or something happened to this world.

Zhang Jue went to the drawer under the TV cabinet and took out a power bank to connect it to his phone. Fortunately, the quality of the power bank was good, he fully charged it half a year ago, and it still works now.

After rushing for 10 minutes, he pressed the phone's power button.

Familiar music came, the phone was successfully turned on, and the battery was still [-]%.

After turning on the phone, before Zhang Jue had time to do anything, the records of several missed calls popped up.

It was an unfamiliar number, and it was not saved in his mobile phone.

The opponent fought four times in total, all after the world became abnormal.

The most recent one came in on February 2221, 2 - two days after the red moon.

who can that be?

Is it my father, why don't you use your own mobile phone?

He hesitated for a moment and pressed the callback button, but he didn't call.

Only then did he notice that the phone had no signal.

I don't know if it was caused by a power outage.

No, I have to go out and have a look.

Zhang Jue was about to leave, but out of the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of the delicate box on the bedside table.

It was a piece of jade that he bought in the ghost market after he went to perform in other places.

It is also the origin of the name he made up indiscriminately.

Jade is usually a pair, but there is only one seller, so the price is much cheaper.

In fact, he didn't understand these things. At that time, he just bought them because he thought they were eye-catching.

Then within a few days, the world became like this.

This thing should not be the culprit.

I would rather believe it or not.

After hesitating for a moment, he took Yujue out of the brocade box and put it around his neck.

……

Power outage, no signal or network, Zhang Jue realized that the world seems to have changed.

He came outside and confirmed his thoughts.