I'm working as a warehouse manager in SCP

Yang Xue nodded.

"Then let's go in." Zhang Jue said.

Yang Xue looked at him, hesitated to speak.

But before she opened her mouth, Zhang Jue already knew what she was going to say: "Don't look at me with that heroic gaze, it's not good enough for me! You don't have to feel that you're hurting me, anyway, join the Foundation In the future, I will always encounter this kind of fucking thing, and I have long since seen it."

……

The two came to stand in front of the teleportation formation.

Yang Xue took a deep breath.

She felt her heart pounding.

If there is no accident, after crossing this magic circle, she will reach the place where her father once fought. I don't know if he is okay, is he... still alive?

Of course, maybe this magic circle itself is a trap.

After they traveled through the past, they would immediately face a catastrophe.

But no matter what, she had to go this time.

Yang Xue secretly made up her mind.

But still a little nervous.

Suddenly, there was a burst of warmth in the hand.

Zhang Jue held her hand.

Feeling the slightly rough fingers rubbing against her hand, Yang Xue felt her heart calmed down.

"Dr. Yang, I have something to ask of you." Having said that, Zhang Jue's expression was more serious than ever. "If you can do it, agree, if you can't, don't promise, is that okay?"

"En." Yang Xue nodded slightly.

Although she didn't know what Zhang Jue wanted to say, her heart beat faster and faster.

Zhang Jue held her hand, and the two took a step forward together.

Just when their bodies were about to enter the teleportation array, Zhang Jue finally spoke.

"Dr. Yang, if you can, please help me to remind the station master Huang. If you drag it on, I will eat dirt this month!"

……

After a while of dizziness.

The two came to an open space.

The sun is shining brightly.

The fierce sunlight blinded them.

A sweltering heat wave hit.

The instantaneous high temperature also made them very uncomfortable.

Holy crap, is this teleported into the microwave?

Enduring the pain, Zhang Jue forcefully opened his eyes.

As far as the eye can see, there is a piece of yellow sand.

It's not a microwave, it's a natural oven.

They probably crossed into a desert somewhere.

Behind is a piece of Gobi.

The color of the light blue teleportation circle above is slowly fading and gradually disappearing.

It seems that as Yang Xue said, the energy of this magic circle has reached the state of exhaustion.

Yang Xue also opened his eyes.

Looking at the scene in front of her, she wasn't that surprised.

For this foundation's black technology, even if they were directly sent to outer space, she would not be surprised.

Zhang Jue squinted his eyes and looked at the sun: "Looking at the sky, the time zone difference is not that big. At least we are still in the territory. There should not be many deserts this big."

"No." Yang Xue shook her head lightly, "This teleportation array will change people's perception of time. The longer the teleportation distance, the stronger the effect. Although we feel that the teleportation is only a moment, but the relative time may have passed for a long time, So is the distance."

"That means we could be anywhere on Earth right now, right?"

Yang Xue hummed, and said again: "Perhaps, it's not the earth."

Of course, this is just talk, the sun in the sky is still bright, and the oxygen content in the air is also normal. It can be determined that this is the earth.

But the exact location is unknown.

But this is not important.

What matters is where they go now.

The two searched around, and sure enough, they found a mark on a scattered rock next door.

They don't know where that person wants to take them, but since they have already come, there is no reason to be afraid.

The two still followed the marker and continued on their way.

As the sun continued to move westward, the wind gradually picked up.

Fine sand kept flying in the air, hitting their cheeks with pain.

And most importantly, it affected their sight.

It's been a long time since they found the marker.

Getting lost in the desert is no joke.

Yang Xue shielded herself from the wind and sand with her hand, and kept watching.

But Zhang Jue was still strolling in the courtyard, and he didn't seem to be in a hurry.

Seeing her leisurely appearance, Yang Xue wanted to scold him, but shook her head and smiled.

If Zhang Jue was honest, he wouldn't be Zhang Jue.

Seeing Yang Xue struggling to find the mark, Zhang Jue laughed.

"Dr. Yang, although there is a word called so high, but you always keep your head down, and it is easy to miss a lot of scenery."

"What's the scenery here?"

Although Yang Xue said so, she still listened to Zhang Jue and raised her head to relax her stiff cervical spine.

Then, she froze.

In the distance, a huge building complex appeared in front of my eyes.

Yang Xue rubbed her eyes to make sure it wasn't her hallucination or a mirage.

She immediately said: "Look quickly—"

Zhang Jue looked along her fingers and saw the huge monster.

In the depths of this desert, there is probably no one in the world who can build such a huge building except the Foundation.

"Ha ha ha ha--"

Zhang Jue laughed: "Look, listen to me, that's right, who am I, that's the special advisor of the foundation, hey hey, Dr. Yang Da, don't go so fast, wait for me—"

……

Wangshan ran the dead horse.

Although they saw the huge building complex, it was already evening when they actually arrived near the site.

At this time, the wind and sand had become very strong, and the two of them were dusty, and their heads and faces were covered with sand.

They didn't have time to think about it, and walked straight to the gate of the site.

"Don't move, who are you?!"

A loud drink.

Immediately afterwards, a team of security personnel rushed out from inside and surrounded the two of them.

The captain asked, "Who are you and how did you get here?"

Speak English.

Zhang Jue protected Yang Xue behind him, and pointed to the logo on his clothes: "Isn't it obvious? We are also staff members of the SCP Foundation."

Both Zhang Jue and Yang Xue were wearing foundation uniforms with the logo that everyone knew.

Anyone who is in the SCP Foundation is very familiar with it.

But to Zhang Jue's surprise, the captain of the security team frowned: "What the hell?"

Zhang Jue looked at him and paused every word: "SCP, Foundation."

However, the security captain didn't seem to understand what he was talking about. He frowned and said, "What a mess, catch me!"

A group of security team members immediately stepped forward to "bring to justice" the pair of intruders, Zhang Jue and Yang Xue.

Zhang Jue felt very strange.

Even if the security captain thinks the two of them are intruders.

But with his attitude, it seems that he really doesn't know what the SCP Foundation is.

Could it be that the two of them made a mistake, this is not the site of the SCP Foundation at all, but a secret base of some terrorist?

It's not impossible.

But how to interpret those signs?

Zhang Jue whispered something in Yang Xue's ear, Yang Xue nodded, and then the two of them obediently "caught each other with nothing".

On the way to the inside, Zhang Jue kept looking around.

He found that the architectural style, the arrangement of various facilities, and even the icons of various signs here are exactly the same as the foundation.

I can't say that they are very similar, they are exactly the same.

He said that this is not a foundation site, even if he was beaten to death, he would not believe it.

He looked at Yang Xue.

Yang Xue also looked at him almost at the same time, and obviously noticed this too.

But judging from the look of the security captain, he probably really doesn't know what the SCP Foundation is.

This is too strange.

The two were escorted all the way to the inside, and finally, they were separated at a fork in the road.

Before Zhang Jue could express anything, Yang Xue took the lead in making a hand gesture to him, signaling him to rest assured.

This chick seems to have really grown up.

Zhang Jue laughed and stopped worrying about her.

The security team escorted Zhang Jue into a room, handcuffed his hands to a stool, and then left.

Looking at this posture, Zhang Jue didn't know that he was going to be interrogated again.

But he didn't panic at all, no matter which world he was in, he had very rich "anti-interrogation" experience.

A man wearing another standard uniform walked in, who seemed to be a moderate leader.

He sat in his seat and looked at Zhang Jue.

"Name."

"Zhang Jue."

"age."

"26."

"Home address."

"No. 58, Chamber of Commerce Street, Jianghai City."