A New Task

"It's been a long time, Advisor Zhang."

Zhang Jue entered the room and the person sitting on the sofa smiled slightly. Seeing to that face, Zhang Jue froze. "Smith?"

"It's me." Old Will Smith nodded, stood up, and bowed deeply to Zhang Jue.

Zhang Jue was overjoyed and hurried around to the couch to help him up, looking him up and down. "Are you healed?"

Old Smith nodded, "Not completely healed, but my movement are a bit better now."

This is quite shocking, since Foundation's site is a place that no one can usually infiltrate it and it was nothing for some trained special forces.

A few months ago, old Smith came out of SCP-1351 (Moebius Cave). Although he saved his life, he also suffered very serious injuries. Zhang Jue found him a hideout place and let him heal slowly. He had thought of going to Site-19 to get some SCP-500 (Panacea) for him, but at that time he rode SCP-682 to make trouble everywhere, and because of time constraint, he couldn't find it. Which had been Zhang Jue's regret.

I never thought that he would get better on his own and by the look of it, I believe he will be cured in a short time, which is really an unexpected. Zhang Jue was now wearing the title of Head of Antimemetics Division, but he had no one under his command.

Now that old Smith had recovered from his injury, he was only waiting for young Smith to return from his mission, and his team would be in place. Since the old Smith came and Zhang Jue is not sleepy. He opened a bottle of red wine scavenged from Yang Wenbai's office. He seems does not care whether the old Smith can drink. He then poured him first.

"Did you come here straight after you recovered from your injury?"

"No, before coming here, I went around to other places first."

"What about your identity?"

"I have forged documents from the Foundation on me, and they work in this world."

"Oh, that's not so bad."

The two chatted idly for a while, and old Smith's eyes suddenly gaped. "Advisor Zhang, there's something I need to tell you."

Zhang Jue took a sip of wine, "No need for you to be polite at me."

Old Smith nodded, "This world seems to be going heading in a wrong direction."

Zhang Jue looked at him, "Why do you think so?"

"For the past few months, I have gone to South America, Africa, Mexico, Siberia and other places. I found that there are many strange things happening. The general public may not be aware about it, but I can feel that it must be caused by certain SCP. There are also some sites where containment breach events occurred. Although this is normal, but gives me the feeling that indeed are becoming more and more frequent lately. "

Old Smith looked grave, he had lived through many lives just for these things. He certainly knew anything if all goes bad. One place and one city might not be anything, but if the SCP all over the world were to enter an active period, it would never be a good thing for humanity.

Zhang Jue nodded his head. Thinking about what had happened recently. Even the Cult of the Broken God had become active, and clearly one of them was the reason for it. The three-year period had not yet arrived, but the world seemed to be rehearsing that impending catastrophe, preparing for its arrival.

Old Smith also took a sip of wine, "Advisor Zhang, what are you going to do?"

What am I going to do?

Zhang Jue raised his eyebrows. According to the Foundation's usual procedure. When it encountered something this big, it must have left many traces. Even if the world was restarted, it was not impossible to just left with nothing.

However, he couldn't bet everything on the Foundation. Both sides are clear that we are currently using each other's relationship. When it really comes to life and death, betraying each other is something they would often do. What he can do now is to make himself as strong as possible.

Three years later, when disaster strikes. Only themselves that are strong could protect itself.

The two men talked all night. Old Smith's identity is special. He no longer has trust to the Foundation. So, at the crack of dawn. Under the cover of Zhang Jue, he left Site-14. Zhang Jue had found him a hideout place in Jianghai City so that he could be at his service at any time.

Zhang Jue had thought he wouldn't need him for a while. After all, he didn't have anything urgent to do right now. However, when the world is like this. You often didn't feel it when the trouble is near at you at all times.

The day after Site-14 was attacked, a telegram came from headquarters that the two Foundation sites in the others countries had been attacked. This resulted in the loss of some SCP projects. Although no organization has indicated responsibility for these two attacks on the Foundation. It is believed that based on internal discussions within the Foundation, that the person who did it should be related to the Church of the Broken God.

This is very strange. The Church of the Broken God is not an orthodox religion, with only 300,000 followers worldwide. The core of the organization was expelled to an island by the Foundation and the GOC, making it difficult to survive itself.

This time, they came back and organized such a big counterattack. This is not in line with their previous style of action and the main thing is that it actually succeeded. They are not like the Chaos Insurgency, who inherited part of the SCP objects.

With the exception of Site-14, which had Zhang Jue in charge, the other two sites that had been attacked had been damaged to varying degrees were in a state of mass damage. The top management of the Foundation, the O5 council, expressed shock and anger at the incident.

However, for some other reasons. The available personnel within the Foundation such as Lei Shan and Lei Shui were almost all caught up in another incident, unable to assign a person to take charge of the matter at headquarters.

The O5 council discussed and discussed, and it seemed that Zhang Jue was the only one who could take on this important task. For one thing, his rank was high enough that he could overpower the local authority at any site he went to, and he was not afraid that they would not cooperate.

Secondly, he has a good mind and a good intelligent. Which makes him suitable for investigating such unimaginable things. So, a week later, the appointment order to Zhang Jue was issued to Site14. Giving him full responsibility for the matter.

"Oh, I just got back a few days ago, and I have to go on a business trip again. These O5s, they're watching out for me, but they want me to do something at the same time." Zhang Jue held the appointment order, shook his head and sighed.

The only person who dared to scold the O5s so blatantly in the Foundation was Zhang Jue.

Simmons who was on his side, didn't dare to answer, but could only laugh, "It's still because of your outstanding ability, Advisor Zhang."

"That's what I love to hear." Zhang Jue patted his shoulder, "Eh? No, Simmons. Shouldn't you normally be in the lab right now? How come you have time to come here with me?"

Simmons scratched his head, "Advisor Zhang, I heard that this incident you are in charge of this time involves Site-15…"

"Yeah, why?" Zhang Jue nodded his head.

The two sites in trouble this time, one was Site-118 in Siberia, and the other was Site-15 on the west coast of Mei.

Simmons hemmed and hawed, "Advisor Zhang. As far as I know, SCP-079 (Old AI) is in that site."

So that's how it is. Simmons was a senior in the computer science department, and Zhang Jue remembered that he had said that his ambition was to be able to study the code and implementation logic of SCP-079. Perhaps in Simmons' eyes, SCP-079 was like a work of art. His inventor had passed away, but being able to meet and talk to the SCP-079 was considered one of his wishes in this life.

Zhang Jue laughed, "You want to meet 079? Don't worry about that, it just so happens that my first stop is going to be Siberia before I go to there. You should still have time to apply for a visit with the Foundation later."