Chapter 72
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According to Zhang Jue's memory, Site-17 was a foundation site that specialized in taking in low-risk humanoid entities. There were projects such as 073 (Cain), 105 (Iris), 239 (Witch), 343 (God), and 600 (That Guy) that were 'relatively friendly' to humans.
Of course, the series of events caused by 239 could not be counted as her own doing. It could only be said that her ability was too powerful and she got into trouble because of it.
If Zhang Jue remembered correctly, she should be in hibernation right now.
Even though the timeline of this SCP world was different from what Zhang Jue remembered, the general situation of Site17 did not change much. Therefore, he was surprised that Shirley was placed here.
Even though Shirley's cognitive damage was not as great as the projects that could easily destroy the world, it was still quite dangerous for the normal workers. Logically speaking, she should not have met the criteria of being taken in by Site17.
When 682 and Shirley were transferred together, for some reason, he did not think much of it at first. Now that he thought about it, he should ask someone about it.
Zhang Jue massaged his temples. This SCP world was very different from what he remembered. The information in his head could only be used as support. If he blindly followed the documents he had read, he would be at a disadvantage sooner or later.
Zhang Jue followed Haile as they moved forward. Along the way, they were checked several times. It seemed like the security here was stricter than Site14.
But it was understandable. After all, the humanoid entities taken in by Site17 were all highly intelligent. If they really did something, it would be much bigger than Site14.
There was no welcoming ceremony, and the station chief did not personally welcome them. Zhang Jue snuck into the station.
Zhang Jue could not wait to see Shirley.
Haile saw his unfriendly expression and did not dare to delay. After he settled him in the reception room, he immediately went to find the relevant personnel to handle the procedures.
Zhang Jue sat in his seat and thought about how he was going to see Shirley soon. His heart was filled with mixed feelings.
Soon, Haile returned with a sour expression.
"What's wrong?" Zhang Jue asked. "Where's Shirley? When can I see her?"
"She …" Haile hesitated.
Zhang Jue narrowed his eyes. "What's going on?"
Zhang Jue had been in this world for half a year. Most people who knew him felt that he was approachable and easy to talk to. At most, he would make harmless jokes sometimes.
There was almost no one who had ever seen him angry.
Haile was lucky enough to be one of them.
If O5-2 had relied on his aura to suppress others, then Zhang Jue was like a sharp dagger stabbing into Haile's eyes.
"Don't, don't misunderstand." Haile was afraid that Zhang Jue would kill him in a fit of anger, so he quickly said, "053, she's just asleep."
"Is he asleep?" Zhang Jue frowned and retracted his murderous aura.
"Yes, he's asleep."
Haile quickly nodded.
"The person in charge of Project 053 said that ever since I left, Shirley has frequently fallen into a deep sleep. At first, she slept for one day, then three days, then five days. Most recently, she has slept for more than seven days. The staff tried to wake her up, but if she was disturbed, she would become irritable and want to harm herself. It's only normal for her to wake up on her own. "
Zhang Jue pinched his chin with his thumb and forefinger as he thought about the reason for Shirley's abnormal behavior.
Under normal circumstances, a person would sleep to relieve fatigue, but Shirley's situation was obviously not like that. It was as if she was fighting against something, just like 3844 (the wyvern).
"Also …" Haile paused.
Zhang Jue said irritably, "Can't you finish your sentence in one go?"
Haile had an aggrieved expression. 'If it wasn't for your face being darker than charcoal, would I be so scared?'
"Also, according to the staff, every time SCP053 wakes up, she asks about your situation. She really wants to see you."
Zhang Jue felt that his heart had suddenly shrunk.
He had lived two lives. Other than his father, whom he had only seen a few times, he had no other relatives.
And Shirley was like his biological sister.
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