I'm working as a warehouse manager in SCP

So it made sense for Dr. Acheson to come here.

But no matter how hard the bureau searched, all they could see was a piece of yellow sand.

Not to mention the Daeva tribe, there is no trace of any living things in this desert.

Yang Xue came over, sat beside him, watched the sunset with him, saw that he seemed a little depressed, and asked, "Are you okay?"

Zhang Jue let out a hey: "What can I do, but there are some things I haven't touched for a long time, and I really can't remember them—I want to go to that desert tomorrow to see."

"I'll accompany you." Yang Xue said.

"No, you stay here." Zhang Jue shook his head, "I can sense that there might be danger there."

When Yang Xue thought about the site14 invasion incident, she followed Zhang Jue out of the secret passage regardless of the consequences and almost died.

But now she is not so impulsive.

After getting along for such a long time, she already had unconditional trust in Zhang Jue.

Zhang Jue is very strong, very powerful.

As long as she doesn't hold back, no one is his opponent.

Yang Xue looked at Zhang Jue's profile in the setting sun, and leaned forward to kiss him gently.

"Be careful, I'll wait for you to come back."

Chapter 412 Another World Hotel

Early the next morning, Zhang Jue set off for the Karakum Desert alone.

He got up early and the sun was just rising on the horizon.

Most people like to watch the sunrise by the sea, but the sunrise in the desert is not bad.

Zhang Jue faced the sun alone and headed deep into the Karakum Desert.

According to the old couple, Dr. Acheson left early and returned late every day.

With his footsteps, he must not go far, so he can delineate the approximate search range.

He walked forward alone, his shadow stretched long by the rising sun.

Stepping on this desert, the feeling became more and more obvious.

There must be something wrong here.

Along the way, Zhang Jue was observing the surrounding scenery.

However, as far as the eye can see, there is still a piece of yellow sand, and there is nothing else at all.

Not to mention plants such as cacti, even some small animals with strong survivability such as insects and scorpions have not been seen.

Except for the sand, there is no sign of life here.

But this made Zhang Jue even more suspicious.

With his footsteps, it is not a problem to cross this desert in one day.

But Zhang Jue did not do this, but imitated a normal person, who should drink water and rest.

Dr. Acheson is over 50 years old, it is impossible to go too far, and he must be nearby.

Zhang Jue walked forward for a while, and a helicopter hovered above him, and the system should be from the Occult Alliance.

Zhang Jue looked up and saw McDowell standing at the door and waving at him.

It seems that this guy can't wait any longer, and plans to come and see for himself.

It's just that his body is not as good as Zhang Jue's, so he can only sit on a helicopter.

However, Zhang Jue thought it was useless. In the past two days, people from the Occult Alliance and the Management Bureau almost plowed the desert, almost digging out every inch of sand, but still found nothing.

There is something unusual about this desert, if you don’t go through it yourself, it will definitely not work.

Zhang Jue's feeling now was like that at the Jiangzhou University celebration ceremony.

He could feel that the abnormal item was right in front of him, but he just couldn't see it.

She regretted not bringing Yang Xue with her.

He just walked aimlessly in the desert.

From sunrise to sunset.

Never found anything.

But he wasn't too lost.

Because Dr. Acheson also waited here for three days.

Zhang Jue guessed that it should be what kind of conditions need to be met.

In about half an hour, the sun will set.

Zhang Jue sat on the sand dune, watching the sunset in the distance.

Dr. Acheson finally found his goal, so is he any different from him?

Race?color?

Neither is quite like that.

Looking at the various drones and planes flying by in the sky from time to time, Zhang Jue had an idea.

He took out his phone and called Yang Xue and McDowell respectively, asking them to evacuate everyone and everything from the Authority and the Occult Alliance from the desert.

Yang Xue trusted him unconditionally, without even asking why, she hung up the phone and went to find the commander of the bureau here.

McDowell was a little skeptical.

If these detectors are removed, they will miss the target again in case Dr. Acheson suddenly appears.

He couldn't help asking Zhang Jue why he did this.

Zhang Jue replied: "Did you forget that I know the positioning technique of five elements and eight trigrams? Now I want to practice, please hurry up and get rid of these messy things."

McDowell immediately excitedly said: "Okay, Consultant Zhang, it's up to you."

Fuck me.

Zhang Jue complained in his heart.

He just had an idea just now.

If there is any difference between Dr. Acheson and what he is now.

When Dr. Acheson was walking in this desert, he must have been alone, and there were not so many aircraft flying around around him.

So he can only restore the situation at that time as much as possible.

After 10 minutes, all the detectors in the sky had left.

The desert was silent.

Only the afterglow of the setting sun in the distance hit his face.

Zhang Jue closed his eyes and felt the sunlight.

Before the sun set, he planned to take another walk for the last time.

Without throwing the shoe, he chose a direction randomly according to his intuition.

Facing the sunset, all the way to the west.

The twilight is all together, and only the last ray of sunlight is left, shining from the other end of the horizon, which is a bit dazzling.

Zhang Jue rubbed his eyes.

When he opened it again, he froze for a moment.

In front of his eyes, a huge building appeared at some point.

The dome arch is like a caravan hotel in Europe in the 17th century.

It suddenly appeared in front of Zhang Jue, only 30 meters away from him.

Zhang Jue looked around and found that he was still in the desert.

He didn't know the exact way to find this building, but at least being invisible should be one of the necessary conditions.

At present, Zhang Jue has no way to determine whether he was teleported to another place, or the hotel was teleported here.

But that doesn't matter.

Zhang Jue moved his body and walked inside.

The building of the hotel is in a concave shape, with a small square in the center, and Zhang Jue is standing directly opposite the gate.

He walked to the door of the hotel, but before he had time to go in, he saw another person suddenly appearing not far from him. It seemed that he had just been "teleported" here, and the other person seemed to be very familiar with this place, so he went straight to the hotel. Walking this way, probably to enter the door.

"Hey man, hello, do you know where this is?"

Zhang Jue pulled a smile to make himself look like a good person, and planned to ask the other party about the situation here first.

The man had a dark complexion, held a wooden spear, had long, slightly curly hair, and wore animal skins. He looked like a wild man.

Hearing Zhang Jue talking to him, he turned around, a little puzzled.

Zhang Jue switched to English: "Man, I'm lost, do you know where this is?"

The man replied with a hoarse voice: "This is the 'hotel'."

This savage didn't speak English, let alone, the pronunciation was a bit like Spanish, but it wasn't. Zhang Jue guessed that it was some kind of lost language, but it was amazing that he understood it.

Probably in this space, everyone's communication will become barrier-free.

Zhang Jue said again: "I know this is a hotel, I want to know where it is."

"A hotel is a hotel, it's not 'where'." After finishing speaking, the man ignored Zhang Jue, pushed open the door of the hotel, and walked in.

cut.

Zhang Jue snorted.

But there should be no danger here, so he took a deep breath and walked into the hotel gate.

Different from what it looks like from the outside, the space inside this hotel is very large, even the Dadu Hall has at least a few thousand square meters.

There are all kinds of creatures in it.

Zhang Jue even saw something with a bird's head and a human body walking in front of him.

Well, Zhang Jue could see that, just like the Lost City of Alakata where the Hanged King lived, all creatures from different planes were accepted here.

The bar opposite the door was empty and unserved.

Zhang Jue found a random place and sat down, looking at the strangely shaped customers around him.

However, before he could warm up his chair, a blond woman rushed in front of him.

"You! How did you come here?"

Panting heavily, she glared at Zhang Jue, as if Zhang Jue had done something to her.

"???" Zhang Jue's face was full of question marks, "Sister, did you recognize the wrong person?"

"Merv! My dear Merv. You came here with your kind, and you ruined everything... My children, my children are all dead; my husband, he is dead... I escaped, but there's nothing left—it's all over!"

Zhang Jue still looked confused: "Although I sympathize with your experience, but elder sister, I really haven't seen you, I think you are confusing me with some people—"

The mad woman continued: "Do you know what you have done? What the hell are you? You heretics have stained this land forever; we will never recover! My child! My child Dead! You, you guys—”

Seeing that she had started to scratch her face with her hands, Zhang Jue stopped him quickly: "Calm down, sit down first, maybe you can talk about me."

"You're the enemy, you dog! You're destruction, you're doom, you—you—my children, oh my, my children!"

The woman was close to madness. After saying this, she covered her face and left the hotel without looking back, leaving Zhang Jue in a daze.

what's going on? ?

Before Zhang Jue could chase him out, another person sat beside Zhang Jue.

He wore a turban on his head, and his mustache was slightly upturned, like a Persian.