Chapter 69
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When Zhang Jue came out of the dragon cave, it was already the morning of the next day.
The snowstorm had already stopped, and all he could see was a vast expanse of whiteness. The sky had cleared up, and the bright sunlight shone on his body, making him feel warm.
The Black Queen and the Snake's Hand were nowhere to be seen. They probably had their own way of leaving this place.
Zhang Jue took out a compass and a map, identified the direction, and began to head back.
After walking for about an hour, he saw a group of people slowly approaching him on a hill not far away. Judging from their equipment, they should be the SCP's support team.
"Hey, Mr. Zhang."
The other party also noticed him, and one of them jumped up to greet him. It was Haile's voice.
Zhang Jue knew that Haile, that smiling tiger, would not do such a thankless job.
Half an hour later, the two sides finally met.
Seeing that Zhang Jue was safe and sound, Haile finally sighed in relief.
If something happened to Zhang Jue here, he would not be able to bear the consequences.
Because of the snowstorm yesterday, the SCP's support team looked a little disheveled. They were covered in snow from head to toe, and no one knew which rock they hid under for the night.
Zhang Jue, on the other hand, waited until the snowstorm stopped before coming out of the cave. Whether it was his mental or physical state, he was many times better than them.
Haile looked at him in amazement.
"Mr. Zhang, um, did you find the dragon?" he asked carefully.
"I found it." Zhang Jue nodded.
"Huh?" Haile was shocked. He looked Zhang Jue up and down to make sure that Zhang Jue was not injured. Then he said, "Then … how is it now? How are we going to take it in? I don't think this matter should be rushed. As long as you're fine, we'll go back first and discuss further … "
At this time, Zhang Jue was using binoculars to observe the surrounding terrain, judging whether there was a risk of an avalanche.
When he heard Haile's question, he said, "You mean the dragon? It's dead. "
"Oh, it's already dead." Haile continued, "Even if we can't accommodate them for the time being, we should make up a reason to deceive them. Otherwise, when they come here, sooner or later they will — What? Mr. Zhang, what did you say? It's dead? "
"Yes." Zhang Jue nodded.
"Um … Mr. Zhang, are you sure? I remember Davis said that the dragon was a few hundred meters long … You know, a few hundred meters long. It's as big as several football fields … You said it was already … "Haile gestured as he spoke. He was afraid that Zhang Jue didn't know what the dragon looked like.
"He's dead." Zhang Jue looked at him. "He can't be any more dead."
"Gulp." Haile gulped.
Since Zhang Jue had said so, he had no choice but to believe him.
He looked Zhang Jue up and down for the second time. This time, he wanted to see if Zhang Jue had three heads and six arms. Otherwise, how could he have killed such a huge monster by himself? Even GOC couldn't do that.
Haile would never have dreamed that 3844 was actually a suicide.
However, Zhang Jue naturally wouldn't explain anything to him.
This time, Haile learned his lesson. If Zhang Jue didn't say anything, he didn't dare to ask.
In the evening, Zhang Jue, Haile, and the others returned to GOC's original camp.
Davis and the fake Hunter had been sent back to the station. Now, it was occupied by Harvey and the MTFs who came to support them.
"Mr. Zhang, I knew God would bless you. Look, you're back safe and sound. Thank God —" Harvey smiled and greeted him.
"I'm tough. I won't die so easily. Even the Grim Reaper wouldn't dare to kill me. Thank you for your concern, Harvey."
Zhang Jue and Harvey smiled and hugged each other as they talked nonsense.
Haile rolled his eyes when he saw their hypocrisy. He said to his assistant, "I believe them this time."
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