I’m In Charge of SCP

Zhang Jue and Yang Xue both went all the way according to the signs left by the Foundation employee. After back-and-forth treks of nearly ten hours, they finally arrived in front of the target. There was a small waterfall, and inside the waterfall was a rock with a circle emitting light blue light on top of it.

According to Yang Xue, it's a teleportation spell. As for where they would be transported to after walking in, it was unknown.

Zhang Jue hugged his shoulders and looked left and right at the rock. "Dr. Yang, don't lie to me. If there is really such a thing as a teleportation spell, Why does the Foundation doesn't use it for the benefit of mankind? The next time I go somewhere on business, I don't have to sit on a plane for more than ten hours."

Yang Xue shook her head, "I have only seen it in my father's notes. This kind of teleportation inscription belongs to highly advanced technology. Even the tiny mass of objects transported to a certain distance would need a lot of energy. It's simply impossible to make it available to the public. The technology is still immature. One accident might cause to transport the user to an unexpected place. In general, the Foundation is prohibited from using it."

"Will teleport to unexpected places? Like what?"

"Other parallel universes."

"Wow. Then I can't go home."

"It's not like that's not a possibility."

"..."

Given the considerable uncertainty of this teleportation device. The two did not dare to touch it and began to look around for clues.

"Look! What is this?" Yang Xue suddenly shouted.

Zhang Jue walked over quickly. Yang Xue found a sign similar to the previous one on a rock not far from the waterfall. The only difference was that the engraving of this mark was old, probably carved a long time ago.

Zhang Jue touched the rock next to it with his hand and took out his dagger to try it on it again.

"The rocks are very hard. The weathering on this should be around a decade or two."

Yang Xue was silent for a long time and spoke, "This... seems to be my father's handwriting."

"Hmm?" Zhang Jue looked at her.

"When I was a child, I would often take my exam papers home for him to sign it. When he signed them, that check was curved like this."

"It seems that your father left from here. He went back to somewhere else."

With this discovery, the two returned to that teleportation spell once again.

Zhang Jue cupped his chin, "Is there any way to know where would this teleportation spell formation is connected to?"

Yang Xue shook her head, "There's only one thing for sure at the moment. This spell formation only has enough energy for one last use. Father and I said that the traces spinning inside the halo represent the number of transmissions, and now it only has one left."

Zhang Jue shrugged, "That means we have no other choice?"

Yang Xue nodded.

"Then let's go right in." Zhang Jue said.

Yang Xue looked at him, wanting to say something. But before she could say anything, Zhang Jue already knew what she was going to say, "Don't look at me with that gaze. It doesn't right for me. You don't have to feel like you're dragging me down or anything. After joining the Foundation, I've always encountered this kind of fuck-up. So, this is nothing."

...

The two of them came to stand in front of the teleportation stone. Yang Xue took a deep breath. She felt her heart thumping. After teleported, she would arrive at the place where her father had been gone—wondering if he was okay. Was he still alive?

Of course, perhaps this teleportation spell itself is a trap. Immediately after they teleported, they would be met with something. But no matter what, this time she had to go. Yang Xue secretly made up her mind.

She was still a little nervous. Suddenly, a warmth came from her hand. Zhang Jue holds her hand. Feeling the slightly rough fingers rubbing on her hand, Yang Xue felt her heart calming down.

"Dr. Yang, I have something I want to ask you." Speaking of this, Zhang Jue's expression was unprecedentedly serious, "If you can do it, say yes. If you can't, don't say yes, okay?"

"Mhm." Yang Xue nodded gently.

Although she didn't know exactly what Zhang Jue wanted to say, her heart beat faster. Zhang Jue took her hand, and the two of them took a step forward together. Just as their bodies were about to teleport, Zhang Jue finally spoke.

"Dr. Yang, if you can. Please go and run to Site Director Huang for me. If my salary keeps on being delayed, I'll be eating dirt this month!"

...

After a burst of vertigo, the two arrived at an open space. The sun was shining brightly. The fierce sunlight stung them to open their eyes. Rolling heat waves came. The instant heat also made them very uncomfortable.

Shit, does this teleportation puts us into a microwave?

Zhang Jue endured the pain and forced his eyes open. As far as the eye could see, there was yellow sand. It wasn't a microwave. It was a vast and natural oven. They had probably crossed into the middle of some desert.

Behind them was the Gobi desert. The color of the light blue teleportation spell on it was slowly fading and gradually disappearing. It seems that, as Yang Xue said, the energy of this spell has reached a state of exhaustion.

Yang Xue also opened her eyes. Looking at the scene in front of her, she didn't surprised in the slightest. She wouldn't be surprised if they were directly transported to outer space by this kind of technology made by the Foundation.

Zhang Jue squinted his eyes at the sun, "Looking at the sky, the time zone isn't really different from before. We're still at least in the Chinese region, and there shouldn't be many deserts this big."

"No." Yang Xue gently shook his head, "The teleportation process will change the perception of time. The longer the distance of the teleportation, the stronger the effect. Although, we feel that the teleportation is only an instant. But the time might have passed more than we know based on the distance we traveled through."

"We could be anywhere on Earth right now, right?"

Yang Xue hummed and added, "Perhaps, not Earth."

Of course, this is just a theory. The sun in the sky is still bright, and the oxygen level in the air is normal. So, it is certain that this is the Earth. As for the exact location is unknown. But that's not important. What mattered was where they should go now.

The two searched around, and sure enough, they found a sign on a scattered rock shortly after. They didn't know where the man wanted to take them, but since they were already there. There was no reason to be afraid.

They still followed the sign and continued on their way. As the sun continued to move westward, the wind gradually picked up. There was constantly fine sand floating through the air, hitting their cheeks painfully, and most importantly, it affected their vision.

They hadn't found the sign for a long time. Getting lost in the desert was no joke. Yang Xue blocked the sand with her hand and kept looking out for any signs. But Zhang Jue was still walking idly, looking like he wasn't in much of a hurry.

Seeing his leisurely appearance, Yang Xue wanted to scold him. But instead, she shook her head and smiled. It was Zhang Jue's typical behavior. Zhang Jue laughed, seeing Yang Xue trying so hard to look around for the sign.

"Doctor Yang. Although there is a word called being overly ambitious, but you always keep your head down. You tend to miss a lot of stuff here."

"What could there be to be missed?"

Although Yang Xue said so, she still listened to Zhang Jue and raised her head to relax her stiff cervical spine. Then, she froze.

In the distance, a huge complex of buildings surfaced in front of her. Yang Xue rubbed her eyes to make sure it wasn't her hallucination or a mirage.

She immediately said, "Look!"

Zhang Jue followed her finger and saw the buildings as well. In the depths of this desert, to be able to build such a huge structure is something that is really out of this world, except it's the work of the Foundation.

"Hahahahahaha." Zhang Jue laughed, "Look at me. What did I tell you? Who am I? that's right. I'm the Foundation's Special Advisor. Hey, hey, hey, Dr. Yang. Don't go run off so fast. Wait for me for a moment!"

...

Although they saw the huge buildings, it was already late afternoon when they actually arrived near the place. By this time, the wind and sand had become so strong that they were dusted off and blown all over their heads and faces with sand. They didn't have time to think much about it and headed straight to the gate.

"Don't move. Who are you?!" A loud shout can be heard.

Immediately afterward, a team of security personnel rushed out from inside and surrounded them.

The captain asked, "Who are you, and how did you get here?"

The words were in English. Zhang Jue shielded Yang Xue behind him and pointed to the logo on his clothes, "Isn't it obvious? We work for the SCP Foundation."

Both Zhang Jue and Yang Xue were wearing Foundation uniforms with that logo that everyone recognized. Anyone who was a member of the SCP Foundation was familiar with it.

But to Zhang Jue's surprise, the security squad leader frowned, "What the hell?"

Zhang Jue looked at him, word for word, "S-C-P, the SCP Foundation."

However, the security captain didn't seem to understand what he was talking about at all and frowned, "Oh, what the hell, arrest them!"

The security team immediately stepped forward and was about to grab Zhang Jue and Yang Xue. Zhang Jue felt strange. Even if the security captain thought the two of them were intruders, that was fine. But his attitude was as if he really didn't know what the SCP Foundation was.

Could it be that they were mistaken that this was not an SCP Foundation site at all but some secret base for terrorists?

This may be the case. But what about those signs?

Zhang Jue whispered in Yang Xue's ear. Yang Xue nodded, and then the two of them obediently tied their hands. On the way inside, Zhang Jue kept looking around. He found that the architectural style, the layout of the various facilities, and even the icons of the various signs were all identical to the Foundation.

It couldn't be said that it was very similar. It was simply identical. To say this is not a Foundation site was really hard to believe.

He looked at Yang Xue. Yang Xue also looked over at him almost simultaneously, also realizing it. But looking at the security captain's expression, it seems genuine that he probably really does not know what the SCP Foundation is.

This was too strange. They were escorted all the way inside and separated at a fork in the path. Before Zhang Jue could say anything, Yang Xue was the first to make a palm-down gesture to him. Signaling him to relax.

This chick seems to have really grown up. Zhang Jue laughed and stopped worrying about her. The security team members escorted Zhang Jue to a room, handcuffed his hands to a bench, and then left.

Looking at the situation, Zhang Jue didn't know that he was going to be interrogated again. But he didn't panic at all. He had a lot of experience in counter-interrogation no matter what world he was in. A man in a different kind of uniform walked in, looking like a leader of some sort.

He sat in his seat and looked at Zhang Jue.

"Name."

"Zhang Jue."

"Age."

"26."

"Home Address."

"No. 58, Huanhua Street, Jianghai City."

"Occupation."

"Special Advisor of the SCP Foundation."

"What?"

"SCP Foundation, haven't you heard of it?"

The interrogator showed an uncomprehending expression. Zhang Jue could finally confirm that no one here indeed knew the name SCP Foundation by observing his expression.

Zhang Jue suddenly laughed, "May I take the liberty to ask what you do here? My companion and I just got lost in the desert and wandered here. Why are you arresting and interrogating us? Are you al-Qaeda? Some Illegal armed forces?"

If Zhang Jue had asked such a question, he would have been shot in the head. But Zhang Jue dared to ask such a question because he had already determined that the other party wasn't going to do that. Have you ever seen a terrorist leader with such a good attitude?

The interrogator was obviously not a professional and was silenced by Zhang Jue's barrage of questions and subconsciously tried to argue before reacting to anything.

He slapped the table in annoyance, "Look clearly at your surrounding. Are you tired of living? Continue to answer my question, what exactly do you do? What kind of organization is this SCP Foundation you speak of?!"

"I don't know where this is, but I know very well that you are not police officers, and this is not a police station."

Zhang Jue shrugged his shoulders with an indifferent look, seemingly not intending to cooperate at all. Just as the interrogator was about to get angry, Zhang Jue yawned.

"Well, I'll explain it to you since you're interested. The so-called SCP Foundation is not the kind of organization that you think of as doing random stuff. They are an independent organization consisting of various countries. Their goal is to contain anomalies, strange phenomena, and individuals with supernatural abilities in the world to prevent them from harming humanity. We aim to Secure, Contain, and Protect. We call ourselves the SCP Foundation. "

Zhang Jue spoke slowly as he carefully observed the interrogator's expression. Sure enough, when he said the word "anomalies", the interrogator's body gave a slight tremor.

When Zhang Jue finished, he looked at Zhang Jue with an unspoken look. The interrogator's reaction was completely unexpected. Zhang Jue could almost confirm that his suspicions were correct.

"This SCP Foundation that you speak of sounded so great about it." He narrowed his eyes, and a strange glow was released from his eyes, "And you're saying that you came from them?"