I’m In Charge of SCP

One week later.

Italy. In front of Site-17's Gate.

"Oh, Advisor Zhang. My old friend, we meet again! God knows how much I miss you. If you don't come again, I'm going to ride my grandmother's cow to China to find you!"

"Oh, Harvey, my old buddy. If you ever talk to me like that again, I swear to God I'll stab you in the ass with a cucumber from your grandfather's yard!"

Looking at the two of them exchanging such bizarre pleasantries, Yang Xue couldn't help but cover her forehead. She had thought she was immune to such nonsense, but now she was afraid she was still far from it.

A week ago, she and Zhang Jue had successfully wiped out SCP-3125 at Site-237. Of course, the cost had been enormous. Site-237 was almost completely destroyed, and only about two dozen of the original several hundred members of the Antimemetics Division remained.

After SCP-3125 was eliminated and the danger was lifted. Zhang Jue sent a call for help to the Foundation. It wasn't until after the MTF team that went to the rescue arrived at Site-237 that Zhang Jue learned from them that the site was actually within Europe.

That one-time teleportation array designed by Yang Wensong had actually transported them halfway around the world. Zhang Jue once again sighed. If only this thing could be used on a large scale, it would definitely change the life of mankind completely. But this thing was just like extraterrestrial technology. It was all highly sophisticated technology at first and conceivable that in the near future, civilians could use it publicly in the future.

Zhang Jue handed over the only remaining members of the Antimemetics Division into the hands of the MTF team that had come to the rescue. They were the only remaining proof that the Antimemetics Division existed.

Yang Wensong eventually died with SCP-3125, and they did not wake up immediately. It seems that after being affected by SCP-3125, their brains were damaged. As for what they can eventually recover into, it is not certain.

However, the Foundation has always been very generous with these people's arrangements. Loris was the first to wake up because her coma was shorter than the others. Yang Xue talked to her about what happened afterward.

After hearing that SCP-3125 was neutralized, she cried tears of joy. She and Gray had been stuck on Site-237 for so many years. They were tasked and didn't fail to live up to the expectation that the Foundation had placed on them.

Loris' condition was not too stable. Yang Xue and her agreed to see her again when she was better. At the same time, the Foundation rebuilt Site-237 once again. Although SCP-3125 no longer exists, many other Antimemetic anomalies are still buried underground.

All of these SCP needs to be recovered and re-contained. Because of the self-shielding nature of the Antimemetic, the information in the Foundation's database is incomplete, and any information about them is limited.

After the basement was blown up, all of those SCP needed to be contained once more. Since most of the SCPs were buried deep underground, this work would take some time.

After discussing with Yang Xue, Zhang Jue simply came to Site-17 to see Shirley and his other friends. When he arrived at the site gate, Harvey, the Deputy Site Director, stopped him.

Zhang Jue and Harvey were considered as old acquaintances. Only the accent of their speech gave Yang Xue some headaches. The good thing is that Zhang Jue is not a person who likes to be pretentious, and after exchanging a few pleasantries, Harvey led the two to the site.

Zhang Jue's popularity at Site-17 was very high. As soon as they heard that he had arrived, the researchers all perked up at once. They had just entered the gate and had not gone far, but a group of people surrounded them.

There were those who took notes and asked questions. There were those who asked for autographed photos. Some even threw a few bars of soap into the ground. Zhang Jue was decisive, fearless, laughing, and scolding when facing the enemy.

But in the face of these fanboys and girls, Zhang Jue's eloquence is completely ineffective. It was a bit overwhelming. He can only excuse himself and answer everyone's questions later. Then he fled in haste through the gaps in the crowd.

Seeing his wretched appearance, Yang Xue hid her lips and smiled. Zhang Jue glared at her. Yang Xue cocked her head and laughed even more. Under the cover of Harvey, the two arrived at the site's main building.

According to the plan, Zhang Jue first went to pay a visit to the Site-17 Site Director, Hubbard. This person could maintain Site-17, which was by no means a normal thing, and Zhang Jue had always been wary of him.

The last time they came, they met a few times. Hubbard was kind-hearted, but Zhang Jue had never underestimated him. This time, the first thing he did was to come and give this man his regards. Since Zhang Jue was the Foundation's newest trusted, capable and best personnel, Hubbard naturally wouldn't give him a hard time.

He patted Zhang Jue's shoulder and comforted him with his words, "Young man, I heard that you have done another great thing for mankind with great merit, and it is a great blessing for the Foundation to have a talent like you."

Site-237 was a special mission site with a very high level of secrecy. This old man could know some things, which was enough to show his status within the Foundation.

Zhang Jue arched his hand, "Actually, I didn't do much. It was mainly the sacrifice of other personnel."

The old man became even happier when Zhang Jue was not greedy for credit.

"Keep up the good work. In the future, the Foundation may be yours."

...

Coming out of the Site Director's Office. Zhang Jue, Harvey, and the others marched all the way to the containment area. In fact, everyone knew that Zhang Jue was most concerned about Shirley's situation. With the Site Director's permission, he could visit Shirley every day during this period.

Shirley was still unconscious. Harvey found the person in charge of Shirley and reported to Zhang Jue about Shirley's recent condition.

In fact, there was nothing to report. Shirley's condition had been stable, all her vital signs were normal, but she hadn't woken up yet. Zhang Jue nodded his head.

He looked at Shirley's little face and clenched his fist slightly. Before coming here, he had wondered if he could wake up Shirley just like he had woken up Yang Xue. But now, he had given up that idea.

After experiencing so many things, he was stronger than before. He could feel the terror of that huge energy source in Shirley's body. If he forced his way into Sherry's subconsciousness, he would definitely suffer a strong negative effect.

At that time, let alone saving Shirley. He might be dead at that moment. It's a silly thing that he should not do.

He stayed in Shirley's room the whole afternoon. He was sitting in front of Sherry's bed, silently watching her. It was not until the evening that he went out. Yang Xue was waiting for him outside with a meal.

"How did it go?" She asked.

Zhang Jue shook his head and smiled. "It's alright."

Yang Xue knew his temperament and didn't ask more questions, so she put the meal down and left. Zhang Jue looked at the plate of pasta and was about to eat it. When suddenly, there was a blackness before his eyes, and the pasta was gone. Even the plate had disappeared.

He grunted, "Whether you're a man or a ghost, Show yourself quickly. Pissing off Advisor Zhang is not a joke!"