I'm working as a warehouse manager in SCP

"Consultant Zhang is really young and promising. When I was your age, I was just an ordinary researcher." Hubbard said with a smile.

Zhang Jue said with rare humility: "My lord, you are too much, I don't dare to compare with you."

This time, Zhang Jue did not lie.

Don't look at this old man's benevolent eyebrows, but as the webmaster of site17, he can't do it without a bit of thought and skill to deal with so many ghosts and snakes in the site.

Harvey's smiling tiger was a little afraid of him, and even the privileged faction like Claremont was honest in front of him-not to mention them, even the four doctors had worked under the station master at the beginning .

Hubbard said: "Your and Claremont's joint application will be sent to the headquarters in a short while. According to the general progress, it will take about a few days. I will help you rush and let them try to hurry up."

"Alright, thank you, old man." Zhang Jue cupped his hands according to the etiquette, and then left the venue with Claremont.

Hubbard returned to the office, sat on his seat with his eyes closed, and after a while, a seemingly ordinary researcher walked in, who was the one who made the most noise just now.

"Is there anything unusual in the site during my absence?" Hubbard didn't even open his eyes.

In fact, he already learned about some daily affairs from his secretary.

What he asked at this moment was naturally a situation that ordinary people could not grasp.

"Most of the projects are still the same, but last night 343 met with Consultant Zhang on the rooftop, and they didn't know what they said. Then they went to 053's room, and 053 woke up. This morning, Consultant Zhang proposed Ask 073 to help him visit 053, thinking that there should be an inevitable connection between these few things."

"I see." From the beginning to the end, Hubbard didn't look at him, and the researcher seemed to be used to it.

With a wave from Hubbard, he left the office and resumed his role.

Hubbard opened his eyes, looked at the bright sunshine outside the window, sighed, and remembered an oriental word he had learned.

"The rain is about to come—"

……

The headquarters' approval for the experiment would be tomorrow at the soonest. Under Claremont's suggestion, Zhang Jue first found another key figure in the experiment——Cain.

As mentioned earlier, Cain, who has been baptized for tens of thousands of years, is very different from before. He has become willing to help others, and whenever the Foundation asks him, he will agree.

It was already four o'clock in the afternoon when Zhang Jue came to Cain's containment room.

The dark-faced young man was staring into the distance through the window in a daze.

Because 073 has always been loyal and friendly to the Foundation, the Foundation did not restrict his movements, and even allowed him to go to the cafeteria to eat - of course, the premise is that his feet cannot touch the ground.

"Hello, classmate Cain, I'm so excited."

Zhang Jue straddled Cain with his sword on his horse, and patted Cain's shoulder dishonestly.

Cain wasn't one to joke, so he just smiled and didn't speak.

Claremont introduced: "This Zhang Jue is a consultant specially hired by the Foundation."

Cain glanced at Zhang Jue, nodded, and said, "Hello."

His voice is very gentle, but somewhat mechanically stiff, like an AI that has just learned to speak.

But Zhang Jue didn't mind, he was in a very good mood at the moment - he thought that he would not be able to gain any abilities from Cain just like 343, but the feeling just now was obviously different.

This meant that he had already absorbed part of Cain's characteristics into his body, but he didn't know what ability it would transform into.

But it doesn't matter, it's free anyway.

"Brother, can I ask you to do me a favor?" Zhang Jue said with a chuckle, "In return, I can also do you a favor."

Cain looked at Zhang Jue.

For him, being asked for help is a daily occurrence, and he has long been used to it.

But it was the first time that someone said they would come to help him.

Not only him, but even Claremont looked at Zhang Jue with a surprised look.

Although 073 is not as omniscient as 343, he is still very powerful. He is also curious about what Zhang Jue can do for such a 'person'.

Seeing the surprise and suspicion in the eyes of both of them, Zhang Jue smiled and said, "Brother Cain, do you remember how long it has been since you stepped on the dirt? Is it a flower?"

How long has it been since you stepped on the dirt?

How long has it been since you picked a flower with your own hands?

These two questions, even if Cain had a photographic memory, he couldn't remember how long it was.

He is a cursed man.

Any ground he walks on will become barren with the death of bacteria, making it unable to support life.Anything made by creatures that grow in the soil immediately rots and disintegrates when he touches it.

These two curses have been with him for many years.

He never had any illusions about it.

But this man named Zhang Jue actually said he could help him?

Can you pick a flower by yourself?

is it possible?

……

Seeing that Cain seemed to have understood his intentions, Zhang Jue raised his eyebrows with an indescribably lustful expression: "Anyway, it doesn't cost money to try, doesn't it? Come on, classmate Cain, the wild flowers on the roadside , If you don’t pick it, it’s not worth it.”

I'm working as a warehouse manager in SCP

Chapter 77 Misunderstanding

"That's right, that's it, don't be afraid, it won't hurt, come on, take it off, I'll help you take it off—"

Outside a certain garden of site 17, Zhang Jue's voice kept ringing.

The voice was very provocative and seductive, and people who didn't know it thought he was tempting women to make a mistake.

Claremont watched Zhang Jue take off Cain's shoes, put them aside, and kept guiding him down the steps.

Claremont's face was a little strange, because he noticed that Zhang Jue had been holding Cain's hand since he came to the garden, and he never separated for a moment.

This level can no longer be said to be a coincidence or forgotten.

This……

Could it be that Consultant Zhang is...

Thinking of a certain possibility, Claremont couldn't help but shudder.

He doesn't discriminate against certain special hobbies, but thinking of cooperating with Consultant Zhang in the future, he feels a little drummed in his heart.

If Consultant Zhang invites him to discuss something at night, will he go or not.

Do you really want to sacrifice your life for the SCP Foundation and for all mankind?

……

Claremont's weird expression was ignored.

Zhang Jue kept urging Cain to take the first step.

A few minutes later, Cain finally took off the special shoes made for him by the Foundation, and stepped on the ground with bare feet.

The soil was soaked in the middle of the toes, thin and itchy, and Cain hadn't experienced this feeling for many years.

"Nice!"

Zhang Jue snapped his fingers, maintained the "invalid" ability, and continued to pull Cain forward.

"Come, come, pick that flower, it's not this one, it's that one, how beautiful that one is—"

Zhang Jue directed Cain to pick off a small red flower.

Looking at the flower in his hand, Cain's eyes were slightly red.

How many years, or rather, how many centuries.

He walks in the world with a curse on his back, and for those plants, he is a nightmare.

Not to mention picking off a flower, even getting close to it will make them wither and die.

He raised his head and looked at the person opposite.

Zhang Jue smiled at him.

"I see that your hair is quite long, come here, let me help you put flowers on your head."

As he spoke, Zhang Jue took the flower in his hand and stuck it in his ear.

Seeing that Cain was still not free from that emotion, Zhang Jue said with a smile: "Brother, it's outrageous to always have a sad face. As a gentleman, if you do something wrong, you will stand at attention and be beaten when you are punished. Come on, smile."

Seeing that the two of them had acted like no one else, Claremont had a chill and was about to slip away when Zhang Jue stopped him.

"Who is that, Claremont, if you're free, take a photo for us!"

Claremont said with a mournful face, "Okay."

Claremont got his camera and took a picture of the two of them.

In the photo, Zhang Jue finally let go of Cain's hand. He put his arms around Cain's shoulders and laughed arrogantly. The two of them are like good buddies in a university dormitory.

As if influenced by him, Cain also showed a smile for the first time.

After this photo was developed, Cain specifically asked for one.

He kept it on the table until a long time...

……

Zhang Jue's arrival made site17 lively.

Just like at site 14, the data in Zhang Jue's head drove these researchers crazy.

Normally, when Zhang Jue came out of this lab, he would be taken away by the people in that lab immediately, which was even harder than when he was at site14.

His original plan to explore all the humanoid SCPs in Site 17 had to be pushed back again and again.

To Zhang Jue's surprise, Cain sometimes came to chat with him.

It seemed that after what happened that day, Cain regarded him as a friend.

It is not easy for a person who has lived for thousands of years to regard someone as a friend from the bottom of his heart.

Cain is a witness of history and has the ability of photographic memory. Zhang Jue pulled him to talk about the history recorded in this world and how different it is from the real history. The two often talked late at night.

In Claremont's eyes, this situation naturally became the ironclad proof that Zhang Jue was who.

The person I admire turned out to be... Claremont spent a long time convincing himself not to mind.

Because of this incident, he often sighed, and when some courageous employees asked him what was wrong, he secretly stated his inferences.

Originally, Claremont only had a private conversation with a few acquainted researchers, but this kind of thing spread like a prairie fire, spreading throughout the site at once.

For a moment, everyone looked at Zhang Jue in the wrong way.

Most of the women stomped their feet secretly, and some male employees didn't dare to ask Zhang Jue any more questions after hearing about it.

And the few remaining male researchers seemed even more excited.

Every night in the middle of the night, someone would "inadvertently" pass by Zhang Jue's door, borrow his toilet, and even drop a bar or two of soap.

It's nothing to do it once or twice, but Zhang Jue can certainly feel the abnormality if the number of times is too many.

He asked the others, but without exception, everyone had a "you know" smile, as if he was a Wallfacer.

One night, after being harassed again, Zhang Jue finally broke out and pulled Hayer into his room.

He and Hayle walked together. In the entire site 17, apart from Harvey, the deputy station master who has not returned yet, Hayle has the closest relationship with him.

Seeing Zhang Jue's ferocious expression, Hayer begged, "Consultant Zhang, please let me go, I'm married and have two children—"

"What's going on!" Zhang Jue was a little annoyed, "Why do you all look at me as if I'm gay!"

Hayle gave him a meaningful look, but didn't speak.

Looking into his eyes, Zhang Jue was stunned for a while, and finally realized what the problem was.

"I'm stupid! You really think I'm gay?!!!!"

Zhang Jue's face was full of disbelief.

Who the hell spread the word? No wonder those girls stopped looking for him!