Chapter 87
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"Two tigers, two tigers, falling in love, falling in love, both of them are male, both of them are male, so perverted, so perverted —"
Two days later, Zhang Jue sat on the rooftop balcony of Site 17, humming a song that was not suitable for children.
His feet hung in the air outside the building, and he kept humming like an elementary school student playing by the river.
In his hand was a piece of A4 paper, and he seemed to be folding something.
"Young man, you're in a good mood."
SCP-343 sat down beside him.
Zhang Jue didn't look away, and he focused on the paper in his hand.
"Old man, since you call yourself a god, you should have the self-awareness of a god. It's okay if you come and go without a trace, but it's not good if you scare people."
343 looked at him, "Are you scared?"
"Me?" Zhang Jue smiled, "I don't care if you're a god or a ghost, something that can scare me doesn't exist in any world."
343 looked at him from head to toe.
"Young man, you seem to be stronger than when I first saw you."
343 was called God by people. Whether he was really a "god" or not, there was no doubt about his strength.
Since he said so, Zhang Jue couldn't help but feel proud.
During this trip to Europe, not only did he get a dragon crystal from 3844, but he also got the ability of Cain and Abel. It could be said that he gained quite a lot.
The only flaw was that he couldn't solve the problem of Shirley, and the little girl fell into a deep sleep.
However, he had already thought it through. As long as he kept getting stronger, waking up Shirley was only a matter of time. There was no need to rush.
The A4 paper in his hand turned into a paper airplane. He put it in front of his mouth, and then he threw it down the building.
The paper airplane drew a beautiful arc in the air, and no one knew where it would end up.
As the paper airplane disappeared from sight, Zhang Jue turned around and looked at SCP-343 with a strange expression.
"Old man, I feel like I've been tricked by you."
343 always had that calm and collected look on his face, as if he was an otherworldly master.
He smiled. "Gods never need to scheme against mortals, nor do they need to."
"That better be the case." Zhang Jue stared into his eyes. "Otherwise, I'll kill you even if you're a 'god'."
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After a few days of repairs, the Area25 site had resumed normal operations.
During this period, Colonel James had been hoping that Zhang Jue could officially accept the gratitude of the staff in the station.
If not for Zhang Jue, he would have had no choice but to press the nuclear button.
However, he was rejected by Zhang Jue several times.
Just like at the Site14 site, Zhang Jue always believed that the reason why the world could operate smoothly was because of the contributions of ordinary researchers. They were the mainstay of the foundation, and they didn't need to thank anyone.
It was worth mentioning that the Young Eagle Squad that chased after SCP-105 (Yuan Wei) returned in vain. The little girl had already disappeared into the sea of people.
For a scout who had served in the MTF and had special abilities, it was too easy to avoid their pursuit.
As long as Yuan Wei stayed hidden, the foundation would never be able to find her.
However, she probably just wanted to leave the foundation and regain her freedom, so Zhang Jue didn't plan on doing anything.
A few days later, Harvey, who was negotiating with Snake Hand and GOC in Italy, also finished his work and rushed back to Site17.
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