I'm working as a warehouse manager in SCP

It's like, when you bite a mosquito into a tank, you expect its straw to bend.

But in fact, the mosquito pierced through the thick armor of the tank with one needle.

How absurd this is.

Everyone thought it was very strange that he escaped the meteorite just now.

After this scene happened, everyone looked at him again, just like looking at a monster.

General Kasha was stunned, then turned to look at Angelo who had been watching coldly.

"Brother, what exactly is this Consultant Zhang holding in his hand?"

Angelo's face was cold. As a high-level foundation, he certainly knew what it was, but he didn't tell General Kasha.

In the different space, when Robert Buaro told everyone what happened, many magicians also looked at each other in blank dismay.

Yann was the one who received Principal Alfred's forbidden curse head-on without any injuries. They knew his strength best. How could he be injured by a dart gun?

Alfred asked Buaro: "Sir, do you know what Consultant Zhang is holding?"

Robert Buaro shook his head: "I haven't seen it either, but he is a foundation consultant. I guess that thing is probably a certain project."

……

They don't need to guess wildly, the dart gun that Zhang Jue took out at the end is definitely a magic weapon.

Yan looked at the dart stuck in his chest, his mouth grew wide for a moment, and he was a little dazed.

Such a little thing, not to mention that he is now a god, even if he is still a warlock, it is impossible to hurt him.

But the fact has already happened, so he can't help but believe it.

The dart was indeed firmly stuck into his chest, still trembling slightly.

And he himself can feel the pain.

It was only a little bit, but it still humiliated him.

Simply unforgivable!

After he became a god, he was injured by a human being, which he couldn't accept no matter what!

Ian looked up to the sky and screamed, roaring.

"Zhang Jue!!! I'm going to kill you!!!"

His voice resounded through the sky, and if anyone was around, his eardrums would definitely be shattered.

Facing his anger, instead of hiding, Zhang Jue waved his hands angrily:

"I've heard this sentence almost [-] times. Why are you people more talkative than me? If you brag about longevity, you will live a long life. I beg you to come and kill me, please. okay?"

Yann had already lost his mind, and Zhang Jue lost himself even more when he taunted him.

He aimed at Zhang Jue and stretched out his hand, wanting to hold Zhang Jue in the void.

This was the trick he used to force Robert Buaro to show up earlier.

At such a short distance, he could directly crush Zhang Jue.

But this time, he miscalculated.

He clenched his fists in the air, but Zhang Jue was completely unmoved, as if he was not affected by him.

How is this going?

Ian was stunned for a moment.

How could my divine power not work?

He quickly checked his situation with his spiritual sense.

It doesn't matter if you don't check it, but you will be shocked if you check it.

After forcibly breaking through Robert Buaro's silver net, his divine power was only left about half.

After being hit by Zhang Jue's dart, he lost another [-]% in an instant.

He now only has about [-]% of his combat power at his peak, and if he considers the reckless consumption just now, he may not even have [-]% of it.

Therefore, the effects of all his magic spells will be greatly reduced.

It's fine if the opponent is just an ordinary person, but it's Zhang Jue.

Once caught by him, there will be a merciless counterattack and ridicule.

He couldn't figure it out no matter what, what was the thing that hit him?

……

As mentioned earlier, a few months ago, Zhang Jue rode on 682's back to make a fuss at the SCP Foundation headquarters, and obtained more than a dozen SCPs.

He put these items in his own different space, and divided them into several categories according to their importance.

Grade C rating (unused in most cases).

B-grade rating (useful for others, but useless for yourself - such as the SCP-127 (living gun) he gave Will Smith)

Grade A rating (maybe useful for yourself)

S-level rating (simply an artifact)

Among all the items, there are three artifact-level ones, which are the goals he set from the beginning.

One of them was used by Zhang Jue when he fought against SCP-237 at site 3215, SCP-714 (tired and ready to quit).

And the gun he took out now is the second one, the Serf gun).

Briefly, SCP-3108 is a heavily modified Nerf brand dart gun that exhibits anomalous properties when paired with SCP-3108-1 (a specific dart).

When SCP-3108 hits a target, the target instantly transforms into a worse individual than before.

The Foundation has conducted several experiments with SCP-3108.

For example, use it to hit an A4 paper, and the target becomes a piece of toilet paper.

Another example is hitting an apple with it to get a rotten core.

Even more interestingly, the experimenters hit a $100 bill with it and got a $10 bill.

In summary, SCP-3108 degrades targets it hits.

And this is Zhang Jue's pnB.

He wanted to see what would happen after this so-called retrograde gun hit the god.

Of course, if Ion doesn't procrastinate, or if he is in 3108% condition, maybe he won't be affected by SCP-[-].

But it was too late to say anything now, after being hit by SCP-3108, he became weaker.

Zhang Jue could feel that he had used the Void Grip, but he was able to break free.

Looking at Yan who was a little dazed, Zhang Jue licked his lips.

He clacked his fingers, his eyes sparkling with excitement.

"Old thief, it's my turn now. Guess, should I slap your left cheek or the right cheek first?"

I'm working as a warehouse manager in SCP

Chapter 279 Stop Him

The momentum is actually very strange.

Sometimes, it is obvious that your strength is not as good as that of the opponent, but as long as you have enough momentum, you can gain an overwhelming advantage.

For example, an old hen that has just hatched chicks in the countryside, as long as you look at it, it can chase you two miles away.

Can you beat it?No, as a human being, you could even kill it with your bare hands, but you're just afraid of it, somehow.

For Ion, this is the situation right now.

It is obvious that he still has [-]% of his divine power, and it is obvious that Zhang Jue is just an ordinary human being.

But he actually felt a sense of fear.

Zhang licked his lips, Jue squeezed his fingers, and said with a smirk: "Old thief, it's my turn now. Guess, should I slap your left or right cheek first?"

Yan's body could not help but retreat: "You, what are you going to do?"

I have to say that as a god, it is indeed a bit embarrassing.

Zhang Jue manipulated his flamethrower and moved forward slowly.

"Old man, don't be afraid, my fist is big, just bear with it."

Yan swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and for the first time after ascending to the gods, he had the idea of ​​retreating.

And it was this kind of thought that completely ruined his hope of victory.

If the two armies are at war, if you don't even have the spirit of bright swords, then you really can't.

As Zhang Jue got closer, Yan also backed away a little bit.

But how could retreat be as fast as advance, so when Zhang Jue rushed in front of Yaen, he was in a daze.

Zhang Jue raised his right hand high.

Ion turned his face away, trying to avoid it.

Time seems to be frozen at this moment.

Before that, in the long history, did anyone think that one day, people could actually smack the mouth of gods.

Not only in the past, but probably not in the future.

Weather, location, and people.

It seemed that everything that happened was paving the way for this slap.

Ion ruled the Sarkic sect for thousands of years, and finally became a god, defeating the plans of the Foundation and the GOC one after another, and even crippled his old opponent Robert Buaro, who was also a god.

But to die, he met Zhang Jue.

This person should not belong to this world.

This person would rather stand up and pretend to be aggressive than sit down and keep a low profile.

He never broke his promise.

If I say slap you in the face, I slap you in the face!

"Snapped!"

Although this sound was not loud, it seemed to resound through the sky, shaking all the creatures hidden in the dark.

Zhang Jue's slap not only hit Yaen's face, but also hit the hearts of all those creatures who look down on humans and regard humans as ants.

He seemed to be declaring to the entire universe.

What about God?So what?What about God?What about the devil?

I beat you!

This slap is destined to be recorded in history.

No matter how many years later, someone will come to worship.

When human beings are invaded by other powerful species, it will awaken people's fighting spirit and let them fight bravely.

After all, the mouth is pumped, what else can't be done?

Presumably after the whole thing is over, Zhang Jue can update his poem number again.

——What about the appearance of a mortal?I am the biggest between heaven and earth!

……

"Crack! Crack clap clap—"

Slaps sounded one after another.

Zhang Jue's tactic is to kill you while you are sick.