I’m In Charge of SCP

Zhang Jue looked at Yang Wensong, "If I'm not wrong, the battlefield of your research is within door number 3 of that underground building, right?"

Yang Wensong nodded his head. "SCP-3125 was defeated before, using the concept amplifier invented by Dr. Hughes. We stood on the shoulders of our predecessors and improved the amplifier concept, thinking we could nullify SCP-3125 again. But we failed."

Zhang Jue said, "Because SCP-3125 itself was evolving."

"Yes." Yang Wensong said, "SCP-3125 has learned how to resist the concept amplifiers, and he's even using the machine as a medium to launch himself into the real world." He shook his head slightly, "After we lost, we sealed that door completely. SCP-3125 had filled that room, and many people were infected or had been infected but didn't know it yet."

"Then Director Healey activated the final contingency plan, and those researchers who had worked in the Antimemetics Division took their lives with the poison that had been prepared long ago. Some of the heavily infected SCP-3125's followers tried to resist, but they were all wiped out as well. At that time, I was spared from using myself the technology that causes mental confusion."

Zhang Jue pointed at Yang Wensong's current body. "Then what happened to Gray? Why wasn't he infected and stuck here until now?"

"He… is sort of a backup plan I left behind." Yang Wensong said, "From the beginning, I was prepared for the experiment to fail. The group of young researchers, all of whom I had carefully selected, had never been exposed to SCP-3125. They were mostly gentle in their behavior, the opposite of the violent philosophy carried by SCP-3125, and could resist the effect of SCP-3125 for quite some time. "

"But unfortunately, even though I had sealed off that underground building. SCP-3125 infiltrated the real world, and our researchers were decreased, from more than a hundred to only two dozen at the end."

"That's why you sent someone to ask the Foundation for help."

"Yes." Yang Wensong sighed, "In a moment, this site will be all affected. Once they leave the site and appear in human society, the consequences will be unimaginable. The person sent out to ask for help is my assistant. Before it happened, I used a memory eraser to clear his memory. A few days ago, I put the last bottle of memory enhancer I carried with me on his desk. After he remembered everything, he decided to ask for help from the outside world."

When all was said and done, the vast majority of what had happened throughout Site-237 was explained. But there were still many details that Zhang Jue was still confused about it.

"You put that walkie-talkie, right?" Zhang Jue asked, "The person who used Morse code to tell me the code for the underground building was also you, wasn't it?"

"It was me." Yang Wensong said, "In my conscious state, I only have a little entity and cannot make a sound. I can only use that method to remind you."

"Then why didn't you just show yourself to me?"

"Because I can't be sure whether you are infected by SCP-3125 or not. I am very fragile in my consciousness form. Even a child can beat me up."

"So, until you get a proper body, you can only watch us from afar just to be safe?"

"That's it."

The conversation proceeded to this point, and silence fell between the two again in tacit agreement. Yang Wensong knew that Zhang Jue was stringing the whole thing together to see if there were any holes in the middle that couldn't be explained. Seeing his serious look, instead of getting angry, Yang Wensong became more and more appreciative.

Since Yang Xue and Zhang Jue had entered Site-237, he also missed his daughter very much, but his gaze was more focused on Zhang Jue. Yang Wensong found that even with all his years of experience in reading people, he could not see through this young man. For the most part, he looked frivolous and empty-eyed.

There was always a self-confidence that was second to none. One could even call it unique. But behind this trait is the reason for his own great strength. Put aside his perverted thoughts. Even from a spectator's point of view, all the decisions Zhang Jue made were nearly perfect. His logic was rigorous, his thinking was clear, and many times he had avoided the traps set by SCP-3125. The rarest and most valuable thing is that he never misses a single detail.

At this point, even Yang Wensong is willing to bow down to him. The Foundation must have spent a lot of money to recruit such talents.

Zhang Jue did not say a word for ten minutes, and Yang Wensong waited silently on the sidelines. After all, the story of the Antimemetics Division was already astonishing, involving various logical and timeline reversals that the average person would not be able to digest in a short time.

Zhang Jue knew about this department, which was already very difficult to do. Even if he didn't believe in himself, Yang Wensong could understand. But the good thing was that Zhang Jue was not a straw man.

After another moment, he took a long breath, patted his buttocks, and stood up.

"Well, Dr. Yang. I believe you for now."

Yang Wensong smiled. "In that case, Advisor Zhang. Can you also tell me briefly about you? as far as I know, the Foundation doesn't have the position of Special Advisor."

"It's simple. Because this position was created for me." Zhang Jue said.

"So that's how it is." Yang Wensong nodded, not surprised that with the abilities Zhang Jue had shown, he could afford to have the Foundation look up to him.

He asked again, "Advisor Zhang if it's convenient. Can you reveal why you were able to shield yourself from SCP-3125's effect and not be infected by it? Which could potentially be the key to our dealing with it."

"There's no need to consider that possibility." Zhang Jue waved his hand, "There are probably two reasons why I can be affected by SCP-3125."

"First, because I brought this with me." Zhang Jue pointed to the ring in his hand.

Yang Wensong looked at it carefully, "Is this SCP-714?"

As Yang Wensong could recognize SCP-714 at a glance, he naturally knew something about its properties, so Zhang Jue saved himself a lot of lip service. Although SCP-714 was able to resist mental attacks, it had many debuffs, and its side effects were more deadly to the average person.

Yang Wensong looked at Zhang Jue with a questioning gaze, hoping he could give an explanation.

"That's the second point I'm going to make." Zhang Jue said, "I have some immunity to certain SCP items. Something like SCP-3125 might be deadly to you guys. But to me, he might not be as much of a threat as a female cat in heat."

"So, it's a special condition." Yang Wensong nodded his head.

In all his years of work, he had seen many SCPs and was not surprised by the unusual abilities Zhang Jue had displayed. But that also cut off the idea of thinking out of Zhang Jue's body. This was because abilities like that usually can't be replicated.

To put it bluntly, it was an individual condition that could not form a replicable pattern for replication and would be useless for doing so. Zhang Jue looked back at the researchers who were tied up.

"Dr. Yang, you've been here for so many years, and you haven't figured out a way to eradicate SCP-3125. Your daughter could have been affected by it too."

Yang Wensong sighed.

"There is a way, but..."

"But what?"

Yang Wensong looked at Yang Xue. A trace of guilt flashed in his eyes. Then he looked at Zhang Jue again.

"It may require some sacrifice on your part, Advisor Zhang."

Yang Wensong had a strange look on his face as if he had something in mind for him and Yang Xue. Zhang Jue hastily hugged his shoulders, his face filled with panic.

"Dr. Yang, what are you saying? I know you love your daughter and see me as a suave, handsome, respectable person. But I'm still a child, you can't use force me, but it'll cost you extra!"