Chapter 76
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The head of site17 was a kind-looking old man named Hubert. After he returned to the site, he immediately called for a meeting with the staff and expressed his warm welcome to Zhang Jue.
Now, all the staff knew his identity. Before the welcome party ended, he was already surrounded by a large group of researchers.
Like Cremont, they were all Zhang Jue's loyal fans.
In the past six months, some of Zhang Jue's research on site14 had been published by the foundation and distributed to all the sites.
Therefore, although these people didn't recognize Zhang Jue's appearance, they were very familiar with this Asian name.
Their worship of Zhang Jue was not the same as ordinary fans. It was a recognition of his ability.
Working at the SCP Foundation, the more knowledge you had, the more likely you were to survive.
The atmosphere was very lively. Many staff members rushed to ask questions about their own experiments.
There were too many people at the scene. Zhang Jue could not answer their questions one by one. In the end, he could only promise everyone that he would stay here for a while until he helped them solve all their problems.
The welcome party ended with laughter and laughter. All the researchers were very excited. They knew that with Mr. Zhang around, many of the difficult experiments could continue. Even if it was a dead end, he would definitely provide other ideas.
"Consultant Zhang is really young and promising. When I was your age, I was just an ordinary researcher," Station Chief Hubbard said with a smile. His face was filled with estrangement, and it was unknown how long he had lived.
Zhang Jue said modestly, "Old Sir, you're too kind. I don't dare to be compared to you."
This time, Zhang Jue did not lie.
Although the old man looked kind, as the webmaster of site17, it was impossible for him to not have some tricks up his sleeves when it came to dealing with all the bad guys in the site.
Harvey, the smiling tiger, was afraid of him. Even Cremont, who had special privileges, was obedient in front of him. Not to mention them, even the four professors used to work under the head of this station.
Hubert said, "I will send your joint application with Cremont to the headquarters in a while. Based on the usual progress, it will take a few days. I will help you urge them to hurry up."
"Okay, thank you, Grandpa." Zhang Jue cupped his hands according to CN's etiquette, and then left the venue with Cremonte.
Hubert returned to his office and sat in his seat with his eyes closed. After a while, a seemingly ordinary researcher walked in. It was the one who made the most noise.
"Did anything happen at the site while I was gone?" Hubert did not even open his eyes.
Actually, he already knew some of the daily affairs from his secretary.
At this moment, he was asking about the situation that ordinary people would not know.
"Most of the projects are still the same. However, last night, 343 met with Mr. Zhang on the rooftop. I don't know what they talked about. Then, they went to 053's room and 053 woke up. This morning, Mr. Zhang suggested that 073 help him visit 053. I think there must be a connection between these few things."
"I understand." From the beginning to the end, Hubert did not look at him. The researcher seemed to be used to it.
Hubert waved his hand and he left the office to continue playing his role.
Hubert opened his eyes and looked at the bright sunlight outside the window. He sighed and remembered an Eastern phrase he had learned before.
"A storm is coming —"
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The headquarters' approval for the experiment would be tomorrow at the soonest.
Under Lehman's suggestion, Zhang Jue first found another key person in the experiment — Cain.
As previously mentioned, Cain, who had gone through thousands of years of baptism, was very different from before. He had become willing to help others. As long as the Golden Foundation asked him for help, he would agree.
When Zhang Jue arrived at Cain's holding room, it was already four in the afternoon.
This young man with a dark complexion was looking into the distance through the window in a daze.
Because 073 had always been loyal and friendly to the Golden Foundation, the Golden Foundation did not restrict his movements. They even allowed him to eat in the cafeteria — of course, the premise was that his feet could not touch the ground.
"Hello, Student Cain. You are in such a good mood."
Zhang Jue sat beside Cain and patted Cain's shoulder mischievously.
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