I'm working as a warehouse manager in SCP

Chapter 5 and Two Finale

"I do not know what you're talking about."

nobody's expression is normal, and no flaws can be seen.

But Zhang Jue laughed.

"Do you think there's any point in pretending now? No one in the whole world knows me better than you. Do you think I would say that if I'm not sure?"

nobody looked at Zhang Jue with flat eyes, like looking at a meaningless fallen leaf.

"You will," he said after a moment.

"Ah, yes, at some point, I do cheat, but you also know that it won't work for you, because those are all bad tricks played under your arrangement, and it won't work for some miscellaneous fish. Forget it, but now that things have progressed to this stage, do you think I will still use such a rudimentary trick? Do you dare to write like that?"

Zhang Jue asked a series of questions, and the tone gradually became high.

Nobody remained calm: "Zhang Jue, if what you said is true, do you know what it means?"

"What does it mean?" Zhang Jue snorted, "It's nothing more than that I am virtual, just one of the many characters in your writing, nothing more."

Zhang Jue said, with a look of indifference on his face, as if he had already accepted such a result.

nobody tilted his head.

Zhang Jue also tilted his head.

nobody shrugged.

Zhang Jue also shrugged.

Then, he twitched the corner of his mouth.

"You see, we even have the same habits."

nobody snorted.

"When did you find out?"

This sentence undoubtedly admitted that Zhang Jue's judgment was correct.

He is the author of Zhang Jue.

"Ah, let me think about it." Zhang Jue squeezed his chin, "To be honest, it was probably when site 14 was invaded by Chaos Insurgency, it was the first time I felt a strong sense of disobedience , In contrast, Dr. Yang Xue showed some amateurism before, which is nothing."

nobody raised his eyebrows: "Where?"

"Yang Xue and I fell directly from the office area to the detention area."

"Is there anything unreasonable?"

"Of course." Zhang Jue looked at him, "You don't need to tell me. According to the setting, the walls of the management bureau are all filled with special materials, especially the isolated detention area. How could it be easily blown up by someone? And It happened to blow up at the feet of the two of us. Who put the explosives? Of course you can say that Mr. Huai set it, but his goal was to arrive as soon as possible, so it is impossible. There is only one explanation. A clumsy way that Xue Yang and I fell into the holding area, probably thinking that no one would notice it, and you didn't even rationalize it."

After Zhang Jue finished speaking, nobody was silent for a moment, and then smiled helplessly.

"No, I actually thought about explaining it, but I found that no readers cared about it at the time, so I put it aside."

When he talked about this matter, his eyes seemed a little lonely, but then he returned to normal.

"This is just a suspicious place. In the world of the Authority, anything can happen. This is not conclusive evidence that you know that you are a virtual character. Is there any other evidence?"

It seems that nobody's thirst for knowledge is very strong, Zhang Jue smiled slightly.

"If you really want to talk about it, there are a lot of it—but boss, isn't it a bit too shabby to just say it like this? I'm a little tired, so you don't want to show it?"

"it is good."

nobody snapped their fingers, and the positions of the two were instantly transferred.

When Zhang Jue came back to his senses, he had already appeared in a restaurant, and the two sat opposite each other at the two ends of the dining table.

There was a glass of red wine in front of Zhang Jue.

"Thank you."

Zhang Jue took a sip of red wine.

"Since you want to know how I guessed it, I'll come and talk to you—don't blame me for speaking badly. In my opinion, you are not a qualified author because you left too many flaws. Well, besides what I just said about Yang Xue and I falling into the detention area, I can list at least twenty more suspicious things. For example, Yang Wenbai asked the headquarters about Yang Wensong, but the headquarters did not continue to investigate; for example, Jiangzhou University Why did the Hanged King let me go during the school celebration event? For example, Shirley’s coma, Abel’s rebellion, including Arne’s ascension to the gods, and the coming of 3125, one by one, one by one, are too coincidental, as if , as if deliberately trying to lure me into the game."

Zhang Jue listed his questions one by one according to the time and distance, and then looked up at nobody.

But the other party shook his head.

"As you said, these are all intentionally arranged by me, but the world is made up of all kinds of coincidences, which still can't explain why you know that yours is a virtual character - I went out today, and hundreds of Thousands of people pass by each other, and the encounter of each of us is a coincidence, does this mean that I am virtual?"

"Only these, of course not enough, in addition to what I said earlier, you still have one biggest flaw." Zhang Jue looked into the other person's eyes, and said word by word: "——that's me."

nobody frowned: "You?"

"Yes, me." Zhang Jue raised his hands and looked over and over again, "First of all, my arrival was a trap. I dreamed of 682, thanks to your imagination. I have been in this world for more than four years, and I met I have seen countless strange things, wandering on the edge of life and death every time, but I can get away with good luck, and even get some benefits, which makes me wonder if I am a 'protagonist'."

I have to admit that Zhang Jue is a very clear-headed person.

He was not dazzled by the victories again and again, but was always reflecting and replaying.

He found that no matter how difficult a situation he encountered, there was always a way to break it in the end.

Once or twice can of course be attributed to his clever mind, but if it happens every time, it really cannot be explained by luck.

It may be more appropriate to use "fate" to describe it.

Being saved by fate again and again is indeed a treatment that only the protagonist can enjoy.

Across the long table, nobody also took a sip of the wine in front of him, and then he pointed to his chest: "Since I am the author, why should I appear in my book in this way? Isn't it strange? ?”

Zhang Jue laughed, and there was some irony in that smile.

"That's why I said, you are a bit of an amateur." He pointed at the other party with his finger, "The so-called nobody is just a projection of you in this world. Although you are the author, if you want to influence the development of the plot, you must rely on A certain medium, and you choose the one that seems to be the simplest, but there are endless troubles—that is to add a character. When a new character appears, it is very important to set his background, position, and even the ending. It's troublesome, so you simply used the name nobody to let people know from the beginning that this is a mysterious person, so it is normal for a mysterious person not to explain his past and future."

"You know even that."

nobody said in a low voice, indirectly acquiescing Zhang Jue's statement.

Zhang Jue laughed: "Thanks to you, according to the setting, my father is a 'third-rate reasoner', so I know something about writing a book, and it is very reasonable, isn't it? Because of your The level is limited, so the world you built has many bugs. In order to confuse me and your readers, you even sent me back to the so-called 'mine world'. Of course, there are also loopholes, and every time you appear , are all using a very low-level method to roughly interfere with the direction of the story——Site 14, Mr. Huai entered the sixth floor of the holding area so long ahead of us. If no one stopped him, he would have escaped long ago, so you Just leave the game yourself; and when you met ***-1440—that is, the old man who played cards with the three brothers of Death, you also took him away and left the bag to me. When encountering difficulties—— Solve difficulties—get benefits, this is a standard three-paragraph writing method for a short story, even ordinary readers know—oh, yes, about my father’s identity, according to my guess, he should also be a book the characters in it."

Zhang Jue said a lot, but only at the last sentence did nobody react: "How did you know?"

"It's very simple, because the setting of 'no fear' is not a normal person at first glance, and I have never seen him from the beginning to the end. As an important person, this is a bit strange."

When Zhang Jue said this, nobody suddenly looked a little lonely.

He sighed, with a hint of regret in his tone.

"Because I have no way to obtain authorization from that author."

Zhang Jue was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed: "I see."

"But it still doesn't make sense." Nobody said again: "Since I am your author, why did I save you in the first place, but now let you commit suicide?"

"The reason is very simple, because it is coming to an end." Zhang Jue said as it should be, "When a story comes to an end, there is no need for the protagonist to exist—or in other words, when the protagonist dies, the story will naturally end Now, for whatever reason, you seem to want to end this story, am I right?"

nobody tilted his head again, as if this was really a habit of his.

"You're smarter than I thought."

Zhang Jue shrugged: "Ah, I have to thank you for not making me a fool."

"There is another question. If it is true as you said, you are a character in my novel, and I can arrange your fate as I want. Then I think it is a matter of minutes for you to let you die. Why do I have to spend so much money on it?" Zhou Zhang, use the doomsday of the two worlds to force you to commit suicide, can't I write like this—"The next day, Zhang Jue woke up, looked in the mirror, and then he was handsome to death by himself"—”

As nobody said, Zhang Jue laughed again.

"The reason why the ending is called the ending is that the story develops to the end. This is a natural process, instead of being cut off and stopped abruptly. That is called a bad ending. I believe you know this truth better than me."

"Even if it's not so direct, I have many other ways to kill you."

nobody seemed to be trying to test Zhang Jue on purpose, and Zhang Jue was uncharacteristically answering each other's questions one after another.

"It's not because you don't want to, but because you can't do it." Zhang Jue put the wine glass aside, put his hands on the table, and stared at nobody.

"I have been in this world for a few years. You have explained my background, my character, and my way of life. Although I am a virtual character, what kind of words will I say and what will I do? Things are no longer under your control, because this is the setting you gave me, and even you have no way to violate it. For example, I have noticed your existence, and you have no way to control this, because it is based on A story where things develop naturally, although this is the world you created, it also has its own rules, including you, anyone who enters here must follow."

nobody was silent, because Zhang Jue was right.

The so-called setting actually has many "unreasonable" or even unscientific aspects, such as "internal strength", such as "practice", such as "Chakra". They are all mandatory rules, and once this rule is set, the development tone of the entire world has been set.

Even a virtual character is "flesh and blood", and it is impossible to do things that are not in line with his personality.

This point, even if nobody is the author, there is no way to change it.

It was this that bound him.

Some people may say that looking for reason in the virtual world probably has brain problems.

But the fact is that you don't have to accept this setting or read this story, but once you accept it, you must follow the rules inside.

If he is really an unscrupulous author who doesn't understand anything, or just wants to have fun, then he can find anything to kill Zhang Jue, and the story will end.

But he wanted to do a little better, and he didn't want to be so unbearable, and Zhang Jue had seen through this, so he chose to showdown with the opponent.

The story seems to have reached a dead end.

Zhang Jue clearly knew that his creator, the creator of the world he lived in, wanted him to die and wanted to end this story.

And as long as he persisted, the other party seemed to have no good solution in a short time.

The two sides seemed to be deadlocked.

But nobody looked at Zhang Jue.

"What do you want?"

"You know what I'm going to say?"

"As you said, you are a character in my writing. No one understands you better than me. When you have a showdown with others, it means that you have already thought of a plan that everyone can accept. You might as well say it and we can discuss it. sex."

"Hahahahaha, although I'm very powerful, I still can't hide it from you." Zhang Jue laughed, but after three seconds, the laughter stopped suddenly, and his face returned to calm almost instantly. Looking at nobody, he said, "You just want to kill me and end this story. I can die, but I have one condition."

nobody raised his eyebrows: "What condition?"

"I wonder what happened to everyone else."

nobody laughed.

Zhang Jue also smiled.

This is actually something that the two of them have tacitly agreed to.

Since Zhang Jue exposed nobody's identity, the two have been very peaceful.

Most of the time, nobody is asking, and Zhang Jue is answering his doubts.

With Zhang Jue's personality, it is very abnormal to be able to cooperate with the "enemy" in this way.

As for the reason, it is because of this.

Zhang Jue is the protagonist, and his life is very "hard", which is no longer the author's discretion.

But others are different.

Like Karina, like Cain, like Smith, Old Smith, and even Shirley and Yang Xue, although these people are also "important people", their life and death are just a matter of nobody's thought.

Since he even wanted to kill Zhang Jue, it's not impossible to have a complete annihilation ending.

"Okay, since you want to know, then I will help you."

Nobody put down the wine glass in his hand and snapped his fingers again.

The scenery around the two of them changed instantly.

It should be night, with a bright moon hanging in the sky.

A man in animal skins was sitting by a bonfire, on which were several thick twigs, each with a mouse attached to it.

Although his hair was disheveled and his beard covered his entire cheeks, Zhang Jue recognized his identity from the vicissitudes of life and firm eyes.

old smith.

He coughed twice, and his voice seemed a little weak, he should have suffered a serious injury.

He took down one of the branches, put the roasted mouse in front of him and sniffed it, then turned around and entered the nearby col.

The inside of the mountain depression was relatively dry, and there were two people lying on the ground. Although their clothes were already tattered, it could be vaguely seen that they were the standard of the Mobile Task Force of the Administration.

Needless to say, these two were Du Jingtian and Will Smith who had covered Zhang Jue's entry into Switzerland.