I’m In Charge of SCP

The fog was everywhere. Zhang Jue returned to his world for the 4th time. The time was late afternoon. Zhang Jue stepped on the path between the fields and found a village ahead. He walked forward quickly, praying that he would find a computer in his heart.

He remembered that the last time he came back, he had contacted a user called "Yue Qingcheng". When he asked what had happened here, that person only replied.

"Talk to you later. Be safe. It's coming."

Whatever that is and whether it was the culprit that had turned his world into this situation, it had been nagging Zhang Jue for a long time. Before the sun had fully set, Zhang Jue finally arrived at the outskirts of the village. Looking at the familiar propaganda slogan on the fence at the village entrance, Zhang Jue burst into tears.

The slogan had three lines.

The first line: Family planning is good, and the government is here to help you with your old age!

The second line: You can't rely on the government for your old age!

The third line: Comrades, the two-child policy is the solution!

Many attempts later, he went back to a Chinese region. Zhang Jue found a home that looked fairly well-off and walked inside without wasting more time. By the time Zhang Jue was in that area, China was developing rapidly, and the development rate of technology was quite fast.

Even in rural areas, almost every home had one as long as it wasn't particularly poor. So, he easily found one. The owner of the computer seemed to be a teacher, and Zhang Jue saw that there were many prepared lessons on the desktop of the computer.

The man and the woman sat at the table, their eyes staring straight at each other. But Zhang Jue was used to the atmosphere and wasn't affected by them at all. Zhang Jue clicked on the calendar, and the time displayed was March 15, 2221.

Although he had crossed over to the SCP world more than a year ago, only about a month had passed here. As usual, Zhang Jue opened the forum and entered his account. Then he scrolled through the post that he had posted before. Compared to last time, there were surprisingly two more replies.

"Well, 'it' is gone. Who are you anyway?"

The posters were all that'd called Yue Qingcheng.

"Hiss..." Zhang Jue sipped his teeth.

This Yue Qingcheng was very alert. He hadn't even answered his question, but he asked himself to give his first name first.

Zhang Jue couldn't help but curse in his heart, "Even if I told you, how else can you find me?

These two words also reveal some other information. The so-called 'it' seems to be a living thing. Zhang Jue looked at the time of his reply post. It was a day after his last post. In other words, this Yue Qingcheng had spent a whole day in order to avoid that 'it'.

The clues were limited, and he could only analyze them so far. He replied to the post with his own account.

"What is this 'it' you speak of? I'm a normal person, not someone who knows nor sent them."

"Where are you? How do I contact you?"

After posting these two, Zhang Jue remembered that he had already changed his gender to female in his last posting.

So, he posted another one: "Oh, I'm so scared."

After that, all Zhang Jue could do was wait. Whenever this time comes, Zhang Jue would hate to awake. According to his previous experience, excluding being woken up, he could usually stay in this world for a few hours. To say it was not long and to say it was not short is very diabolical.

Because he is not sure sometimes, that person's online schedule is unknown, and even if they do, they will not necessarily be on the forum. After all, a month has passed since the last time the two people talked.

Suppose the opposite side is himself and hasn't sent a message back two minutes later. They lost a chance to get meet a handsome man.

Zhang Jue looked at his watch. The time had passed four hours. Not surprisingly, he would wake up from his dream in another hour or two. He took advantage of this time to go out and slip around, not finding anything special.

He returned to that teacher's home and sat down again at his computer. The first few times he came back were tortuous, but at least there were some gains.

Was he going to return without success this time? Zhang Jue was sighing at his lousy luck when suddenly an additional red dot was on the web page. A pop-up window popped up from the message icon.

"There is a new reply to your post. Please click to view it." Zhang Jue almost jumped up.

Immediately, he refreshed the webpage. Sure enough, a new reply appeared below the one he had just made.

"What took you so long to reply to the message? Are you okay?"

Usually, Zhang Jue would have waited for that person to reply with some helpful information before returning. But Zhang Jue didn't dare. One, he was afraid that the person would see that he hadn't replied and disappeared again. Secondly, he might wake up at any time, and if he missed this opportunity, he wouldn't know when he'd come back next time.

He immediately replied, "I'm hiding. I haven't had access to the internet for a while recently. How's it going on your end?"

"I'm injured."

Yue Qingcheng posted back, followed by a picture of a bandage and alcohol. The bandage had a lot of blood on it, and it looked like it was hurt pretty badly.

"Because of 'it'?"

"Yeah."

"So what is 'it'? I haven't seen 'it', can you tell me so I can take precautions?"

"I haven't seen 'it' either, but I can feel its presence."

After saying a few words like that, Zhang Jue felt like it was all nonsense. It could be seen that the Yue Qingcheng still hadn't put his guard down and hadn't revealed any information about himself at all. But Zhang Jue didn't want to play the long game any more.

He posted directly and asked, "Brother, where are you? I'm so scared. Can I come to find you?"

Although the person's gender is a female, he was sure that with such a meticulous mind. It must be a male. He sent this sentence over, and the person didn't reply for a long time. Just when Zhang Jue was about to give up himself, his post popped up again with a prompt.

"Something's not right about you." Yue Qingcheng posted back. "You replied to this post a total of several times. The first few times were all foreign IPs. Only this time, your IP is in this country. Can you tell me how you traveled the world in such a short time?"

Shit! It turned out to be a technical geek. How did Zhang Jue not expect that the person would be waiting for him here? He didn't know what technology this Yue Qingcheng had used to obtain his IP, but it was obvious that he had underestimated him.

Sure enough, those who could survive in this world were not ordinary people either. Zhang Jue felt a little tired, and he knew there wasn't much time left. So, he posted back directly.

"Hey, I don't know what's going on. But every time I wake up, I'm in a different location. There's no way for me to use the same computer."

After he replied, Zhang Jue propped up his chin like an emoji and waited. If the person is gone, he would have lost his only clue. But Zhang Jue was still lucky, because Yue Qingcheng soon followed up with a reply.

"You acquired such an ability? It seems a bit weak."

Acquired? Ability? Just as Zhang Jue was surprised, another reply came.

"My ability is that I can see reality through the internet."

Zhang Jue froze for a moment, then was shocked by it. According to Yue Qingcheng, instead of being affected by that red moon. Had he gained an ability?

Zhang Jue suddenly looked at himself.

He had tried to summon Able's long sword. It failed.

He tried to enter his Pocket Dimension. Again, it failed.

Upon returning to his world, he lost those things he had acquired in the SCP world. In other words, the two worlds are not connected. According to Yue Qingcheng, those who were not turned into zombies by the red moon should have acquired an ability, so how come he didn't feel any change in himself?

Zhang Jue felt his head spin around, and he knew he was going to wake up.

At the last moment, he posted and asked, "Can you figure out what 'it' really is?"

Yue Qingcheng's side was apparently also in front of the computer and quickly posted back, "I don't know either. According to my observation, 'it' will appear again in just about two days, and this time I'm ready to see 'it' soon."