I’m In Charge of SCP - Chapter 502 Finale (middle)

"I do not know what you're talking about."

Nobody's face was as usual, and he couldn't see any flaws.

However, Zhang Jue laughed.

"Do you think there is any point in pretending to be garlic now? There should be no one in the world who knows me better than you. Do you think I would say that if I wasn't sure?"

Nobody looked at Zhang Jue with flat eyes, like looking at a meaningless fallen leaf.

"You will," he said after a moment.

"Ah, yes, at some point, I do cheat, but you know it doesn't work for you, because those are all clumsy tricks at your disposal, and they can be used against some trash. Forget it, but now that things have progressed to this stage, do you think I will still use such a rudimentary trick? Do you dare to write like this?"

Zhang Jue asked a series of questions, and the tone gradually became higher.

Nobody was still calm: "Zhang Jue, if what you said is true, do you know what it means?"

"What does it mean?" Zhang Jue snorted, "It's nothing more than that I'm a virtual one, just one of the many characters in your writing, that's all."

Zhang Jue said with an indifferent expression on his face, as if he had already accepted such a result.

nobody tilted his head.

Zhang Jue also tilted his head.

nobody shrugged.

Zhang Jue also shrugged his shoulders.

Then, he twitched the corners of his mouth.

"Look, we even have similar habits."

nobody snorted.

"When did you find out?"

This sentence undoubtedly admitted that Zhang Jue's judgment was correct.

He is the author of Zhang Jue.

"Ah, let me think about it." Zhang Jue pinched his chin, "Seriously, it was probably when Site14 was invaded by the Chaos Insurgents, it was the first time I felt a strong sense of disobedience. , In contrast, Dr. Yang Xue's performance of being a little amateur before is nothing."

nobody raised his eyebrows: "Where?"

"Yang Xue and I fell directly from the office area to the reception area."

"Is there anything unreasonable?"

"Of course." Zhang Jue looked at him, "You don't need me to tell you that, according to the setting, the walls of the Administration Bureau are all filled with special materials, especially the isolation and detention area, how could it be easily blown up, and It happened to be blown up at the feet of the two of us. Who put the explosives? Of course, you can say that Mr. Huai put them, but his target was the chair below. He blew up the elevator, just because he didn't want the people in the Administration to be so quick Arrived, so it's impossible, there's only one explanation, the explosion was just a clumsy way for you to make Yang Xue and I fall into the holding area, presumably thinking that no one would notice this, you didn't even put the It rationalizes."

After Zhang Jue finished speaking, nobody was silent for a moment, then smiled helplessly.

"No, I actually thought about explaining it, but I found that no readers cared about it at the time, so I put it on hold."

When he talked about this matter, his eyes seemed a little lonely, and then he returned to normal.

"It's just a suspicious place. In the world of the Authority, anything can happen. It's not conclusive evidence that you know you're a virtual character. Is there any other evidence?"

It seems that nobody's thirst for knowledge is very strong, Zhang Jue smiled slightly.

"I really want to talk about it, but it's a lot - but boss, isn't it a little too shabby to say that, I'm a little tired, so you won't show it?"

"Okay."

Nobody snapped his fingers, and the positions of the two were instantly shifted.

Zhang Jue came back to his senses, and he had already appeared in a restaurant, and the two sat opposite each other at both ends of the table.

There was a glass of red wine in front of Zhang Jue.

"thanks."

Zhang Jue picked up the red wine and took a sip.

"Since you want to know how I guessed, then I'll come and tell you - don't blame me for speaking badly, in my opinion, you are not a qualified author, because you leave too many flaws , in addition to what I just mentioned about Yang Xue and I falling into the detention area, I can at least list more than 20 very suspicious places. For example, Yang Wenbo asked the headquarters about Yang Wensong, but the headquarters did not continue to investigate; for example, the anniversary of Jiangzhou University When the incident happened, why did the Hanged King let me go? For example, Shirley's coma, such as Abel's rebellion, including the later Arendon, 3125 came, one after another, one by one, all too coincidental, like, It's like trying to lure me into the game on purpose."

Zhang Jue listed his questions one by one according to the time distance, and then looked up at Nobody.

But the other side shook his head.

"As you said, these are all deliberately arranged by me, but the world is made up of all kinds of coincidences, it is still inexplicable, why do you know that you are a virtual person - I went out today, and hundreds of Thousands of people pass by, each of us meeting is a coincidence, does this mean that I am virtual?"

"Only these, of course, are not enough. In addition to what I said before, you still have the biggest flaw." Zhang Jue looked at the other party's eyes and said word by word: "—that's me."

nobody frowned: "you?"

"Yes, me." Zhang Jue raised his hands and looked over and over, "First of all, my arrival is a pit, I dreamed of 682, thanks to what you thought. I came to this world for more than four years, When it comes to countless strange things, every time I walk on the edge of life and death, but I can get away with it and even get some benefits, which has to make me wonder if I am a 'protagonist'."

I have to admit that Zhang Jue is a very clear-headed person.

He has not been carried away by the victories again and again, but has been reflecting and replaying.

He found that no matter how difficult the situation he encountered, there was always a way to break it in the end.

Once or twice, of course, it can be attributed to his cleverness, but if it is like this every time, it really cannot be explained by two words of luck.

It may be more appropriate to use "destiny" to describe it.

Being saved by fate again and again is indeed a treatment that can only be enjoyed by the protagonist.

Across the long table, nobody also took a sip of the wine in front of him, and then he pointed to his chest: "Since I'm the author, isn't it strange why I appear in my book in this way? ?"

Zhang Jue laughed, and there was some sarcasm in that smile.

"That's why I say, you're a bit of an amateur." He pointed at the other person with his finger, "The so-called nobody is just a projection of you in this world. Although you are the author, if you want to influence the development of the plot, you must use the help of A certain medium, and you choose the one that seems the easiest, but also has endless troubles - that is to add a character. When a new character appears, it is very troublesome to set his background, position, and even the ending. Yes, so you simply used the name nobody to let people know from the beginning that this is a mysterious person, so it is normal for a mysterious person not to explain the past and future."

"You know that too."

Nobody whispered, indirectly tacitly acquiescing to Zhang Jue's statement.

Zhang Jue laughed: "Thanks to you, according to the setting, my father is a 'third-rate mystery novelist', so I know something about writing a book, and it's very reasonable, isn't it? Because of you The level is limited, so the built world has many bugs. In order to confuse me and your readers, you even sent me back to the so-called 'my world', of course, there are also full of loopholes, and every time your Appearing, they are using a very inferior method to roughly interfere with the direction of the story - site 14, Mr. Huai has led us into the sixth floor of the holding area for so long, if no one stopped him, he would have escaped long ago, so you Just end the game in person; and when you met ***-1440—that is, the old man who played cards with the three brothers of death, you took him away and left the bag with me. When encountering difficulties—solving difficulties - Benefit, this is a standard three-paragraph writing for a short story, and even ordinary readers know it - Oh, yes, about the identity of my father, according to my guess, he should also be a character in a certain book. ."

Zhang Jue said a lot, but only at the last sentence did nobody respond: "How did you find out?"

"It's very simple, because of the setting of 'no fear', it is not a normal person at first glance, and I have never seen him once from the beginning to the end. As an important person, this is a bit strange."

When Zhang Jue said this, nobody's expression suddenly became a little lonely.

He sighed, with a hint of regret in his tone.

"Because I have no way to get the author's authorization."

Zhang Jue was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "So that's the case."

"But it still doesn't make sense." Nobody said again, "Since I'm your author, why did I save you in the first place, but now let you commit suicide?"

"The reason is very simple, because it is about to end." Zhang Jue said as it should be, "When a story comes to an end, there is no need for the protagonist to exist—or in other words, when the protagonist dies, the story will naturally end. , for whatever reason, you seem to want to end this story, am I right?"

nobody tilted his head again, as if this was really a habit of his.

"You're smarter than I thought."

Zhang Jue shrugged: "Ah, I have to thank you for not setting me up as a fool."

"There is one more question, if it is as you said, you are my character, and I can arrange your destiny as I want, then I think you let you die, it is a matter of minutes, why do I have to spend so much money Zhou Zhang, using the end of two worlds to force you to commit suicide, can't I write like this—'The next day, Zhang Jue woke up, looked in the mirror, and was killed by himself'—"

Nobody said, Zhang Jue laughed again.

"The reason why the ending is called the ending is that the story develops to the end. This is a natural process. It is not a direct cut and abrupt end. That is called an unfinished ending. I believe you know this better than me."

"Even if it's not so direct, I have many other ways to kill you."

Nobody seems to be testing Zhang Jue on purpose, and Zhang Jue is also uncharacteristically answering each other's questions one by one.

"It's not that you don't want to, it's because you can't do that." Zhang Jue put the wine glass aside, put his hands on the table, and stared straight at nobody.

"I have been in this world for a few years. You have explained my background, my character, and how I behave in life. Although I am a virtual character, what kind of words and actions I will say and do. Things are no longer in your control, because this is the setting you gave me, and even you can't go against it. For example, I am aware of your existence, and you have no control over this, because it is based on The story of things happening naturally, although this is the world you created, it also has its own laws, including you, anyone who enters here must follow.”

Nobody was silent because Zhang Jue was right.

The so-called settings are actually a lot of "unreasonable", and even contrary to science, such as "internal strength", such as "cultivation", such as "Chakra", they and Zhang Jue's management world have many deposits, just like, They are all forcibly set rules, and once this rule is set, the development tone of the entire world has been set.

Even a virtual character is "flesh and blood", and it is impossible to do things that are not in line with his character.

This point, even if nobody is the author, there is no way to change it.

He was bound by that.

Some people may say that finding reason in the virtual world may have a problem with the brain.

But the fact is, you can not accept this setting, do not read this story, but once you accept it, you must follow the rules inside.

If he really is an unscrupulous author who doesn't understand anything, or just wants to have fun, it's fine. You can just find something to kill Zhang Jue, and the story will end.

But he just wanted to do a little better, and didn't want to be so embarrassing, and Zhang Jue saw through this, so he chose to showdown with the opponent.

The story develops here, and it seems to have entered a dead end.

Zhang Jue clearly knew that his creator, the creator of the world he was in, wanted him to die and to end this story.

And as long as he held on, the other party didn't seem to have any good solutions in a short time.

The two sides seemed to be at a stalemate.

But nobody looked at Zhang Jue.

"What do you want?"

"You know what I'm going to say?"

"As you said, you are my character, and no one knows you better than me. When you showdown with others, it means that you have already figured out a plan that everyone can accept. You might as well say it. Let's discuss the feasibility sex."

"Hahahahaha, although I'm very powerful, I can't hide it from you." Zhang Jue laughed, but after three seconds the laughter suddenly stopped, and his face returned to calm almost in an instant. Looking at nobody, he said, "You just want to kill me and end this story. I can die, but I have a condition."

nobody raised his eyebrows: "What conditions?"

"I want to know how everyone else is doing."

nobody laughed.

Zhang Jue also laughed.

This is actually something that the two of them tacitly agree on.

Since Zhang Jue exposed the identity of nobody, the two have been very peaceful.

Most of the time, nobody is asking, and Zhang Jue is answering his doubts.

With Zhang Jue's character, it is very unusual to be able to cooperate with the "enemy" like this.

As for the reason, it is because of this.

Zhang Jue is the protagonist, and his life is very "hard", and it is no longer the author's discretion to dominate.

But others are different.

Like Karina, like Cain, like Smith, old Smith, even Shirley and Yang Xue, although these people are also "important people", their life and death are just a matter of nobody's thoughts.

Since he even wanted to kill Zhang Jue, it was not impossible to come up with a complete annihilation.

"Okay, since you want to know, then I'll do it for you."

nobody put down the glass in his hand and snapped his fingers again.

The scenery around them changed instantly.

The time should be night, and a bright moon hangs in the sky.

A man in animal skin was sitting by a bonfire on which there were several thick, long branches, each strung with a mouse.

Although his hair was disheveled and his beard covered his entire face, Zhang Jue recognized his identity from the vicissitudes of life and firmness in his eyes.

Old Smith.

He coughed twice, his voice seemed a little weak, and he must have been seriously injured.

He took down one of the branches, put the roasted mouse in front of him and sniffed it, then turned and entered the nearby mountain.

The mountain was relatively dry, and there were two people lying on the ground. Although the clothes were tattered, it could be vaguely seen that it was the standard of the Mobile Task Force of the Administration.

Needless to say, these two were Du Jingtian and Will Smith who were covering Zhang Jue's entry into Switzerland.

They were pale and put on a rock by old Smith, unconscious.

Old Smith chopped the roasted rat meat with a knife, fed it into their mouths, and washed it down with water.

Zhang Jue and nobody stood beside him, watching Old Smith's movements, but Old Smith didn't notice it at all.

After feeding his two teammates, he ate what little mouse meat was left, then sat down against the wall of the col, motionless.

This minimizes heat loss and preserves stamina.

Although the other team members were all dead, Old Smith, Smith and Du Jingtian were all right, which was a fortune among misfortunes.

Nobody glanced at Zhang Jue, Zhang Jue nodded without a trace, and then the two disappeared in front of them.

Old Smith seemed to sense something, narrowed his eyes, scanned the surroundings, found nothing unusual, and then closed his eyes again and fell asleep.

Next, Zhang Jue and nobody came to be led to a cliff.

The sky is dusky, the sun is setting in the west.

A little girl is sitting on a stone looking at the burning clouds in the sky in a daze.

The long golden hair is undoubtedly Karina.

She battled another reality bender, 4670, and has since gone missing.

At this time, her clothes were ragged, and there were large and small scars on her body, which made Zhang Jue frown.

Although Karina looks like a little girl, he is fundamentally different from Smith and others - she has a decent reality distortion ability.

Not to mention a new dress, it would not be difficult for her to build a house out of thin air.

Now, not only is she wearing shabby clothes, but even the wounds on her body have begun to scab.

This is very unreasonable.

After a while, twilight came together.

The temperature dropped suddenly, and Karina's thin body trembled. She went back to the woods to pick up some dry branches, used a pocket knife to get some sawdust out, and awkwardly used a wooden stick to start drilling wood to make fire.

Seeing this, Zhang Jue can almost confirm that after the battle with 4670, although Karina didn't die, she lost her reality distortion ability, but she didn't know if it was temporary or permanent.

But no matter what, as long as Karina is not dead, Zhang Jue can accept it.

Without Zhang Jue's consent, nobody took Zhang Jue to the scene again.

This time the two came to a desert.

In the desert, there are two people, one standing and one lying down.

The one standing was Cain, and the one lying down was Abel.

Valley v.

It seemed that the battle between the two brothers ended in Cain's victory.

Cain was naked, with a faint blue light on his body, holding a brazing object in his hand, looking down at Abel who was lying on the ground and couldn't move.

"My brother." He called softly, with a hint of reluctance in his eyes.

Abel was injured by Cain's strange weapon and was completely immobile, but he looked at Cain's eyes with murderous intent.

"What are you waiting for? Kill me with your thing. As long as you insert him into my chest, I will never be able to resurrect again. If you don't do this, I will definitely kill you next time!"

Once again defeated by Cain, Abel was almost insane.

Moreover, the weapon in Cain's hand is very strange, and it has a very significant restraint on Abel. If he is injured by that thing, Abel will not be able to return to the sarcophagus, and naturally there is no way to resurrect him.

But Cain didn't do that.

"My brother." Cain called out again, "I thought that after so many years, you should know something, but unfortunately, your hatred for me has not diminished in the slightest, and it is not a solution to continue like this, you It's time to end the grievances between me."

Cain's voice was gentle, not at all violent like Abel's.

He looked at his brother with reluctance, and then slowly raised the weapon in his hand.

Abel snorted, even if he was really going to be killed, he didn't have the slightest fear.

Cain had already killed him once anyway.

Under Abel's gaze, Cain's arm slowly fell, inserting the glowing drill into... his chest.

Abel narrowed his eyes.

No one can hurt Cain except himself.

Cain vomited out a mouthful of blood, and slowly opened his mouth under Abel's puzzled eyes.

"In order to kill me, you have done a lot of bad things, killed a lot of innocent people, although they died in your hands, but in the final analysis, this thing is my mistake, then just Let me bear the consequences."

Cain laughed, his smile so gentle.

"Abel, may you be free from hatred...my brother, goodbye..."

After saying this, Cain fell on his back to the ground with a bang, and fell beside Abel.

The weird symbol on his head gradually disappeared, and the blue light attached to his body gradually dimmed and finally dissipated.

Abel looked at his corpse, his pupils gradually dilated.

"what--"

He roared loudly, his voice resounding through the sky.

I don't know if it's pain or pleasure.

This scene all fell into Zhang Jue's eyes.

Zhang Jue was not surprised by Cain's choice.

Cain was a gentle man.

Abel is his younger brother. The grievances between the two for so many years must end only if one of them dies.

Abel prevailed, and he was the one who died.

Abel was defeated, and he was the one who died.

…

"How?"

Taking Zhang Jue to watch the ending of the three people in a row, nobody seems to be planning to continue.

He looked at Zhang Jue: "Are you satisfied?"

"It's still a long way off." Zhang Jue looked at Abel lying on the ground, "Where are the others?"

"I know who you are talking about, but they have a close relationship with you. Naturally, after you die, I can arrange their endings - or, according to your previous theory, they will decide their own destiny."

"Ha, okay." Zhang Jue nodded, agreeing with nobody's statement, "I have one last request, can you take me back? I want to take one last look at them."

"no problem."

It seems that as long as Zhang Jue can die, nobody will refuse this request at all.

Is it the end, a farewell ceremony is still very necessary.

While speaking, the background behind the two returned to Mei's Florida state again.

Zhang Jue stood directly in front of their final base camp, but nobody disappeared.

"Consultant Zhang, why are you here?"

Guan Peng, who was in charge of the guard, saw Zhang Jue at a glance.

Zhang Jue shook his head and smiled: "Captain Guan, do you have any cigarettes?"

Guan Peng was taken aback for a moment, he never knew that Zhang Jue could actually smoke.

He took out one, handed it to Zhang Jue, and set it on fire again.

"Consultant Zhang, what's wrong?"

Although Zhang Jue's face was as usual, Guan Peng was still sensitively aware that something was wrong.

Zhang Jue took two sips, sprayed the smoke out of his nose and eyes, and then smiled and patted Guan Peng on the shoulder.

"Captain Guan, after this matter is over, find a wife."

"???"

Guan Peng stared at Zhang Jue with wide eyes.

Zhang Jue patted his shoulder and walked into the building.

It was midnight, most people were resting, and only some sentries were still patrolling.

Zhang Jue stood in the hall in front of the building, not knowing where to go for a while.

Familiar people are either not around or are dead.

He was a little confused.

"Why are you here?"

Just when he hesitated, a cold voice suddenly came from behind him.

Zhang Jue looked back and saw that it was Xue Li.

He snorted: "Wow, it's so late, you haven't slept yet, it's not good for your skin, it's easy to get dark circles under your eyes."

Shirley looked at him: "Is that what you want to tell me?"

Hearing Xue Li's tone, she seemed to have guessed something, Zhang Jue smiled and didn't answer her.

"Let's go." Xue Li carried her death scythe and turned her back to Zhang Jue: "No matter what happens, don't leave me behind."

After saying this, she threw something to Zhang Jue and walked away without looking back.

Zhang Jue took the thing in his hand and found that it was actually a little bear puppet.

Zhang Jue stood there, looking at the bear puppet, and after a long while, he shook his head.

Finally, Zhang Jue came to Yang Xue's ward.

He sat in front of Yang Xue's bed, looked at Yang Xue's pale face, and was a little lost for a while.

Come to this world for a few years.

Although he knows that he is only a virtual character in the author's pen, for him, everything is real.

I vomited when I drank too much, and it hurt when I was beaten.

There was nothing false about his feelings.

The author only needs to write a dead word, and he wants to face death literally.

He was never afraid of death.

The fear is that someone will feel sad and sad for his death.

But there is no way, the story always has an ending.

He lightly kissed Yang Xue's forehead and walked out of the ward.

…

The time was 5:30 in the morning, the sky was not yet bright, and only a touch of fish maw white appeared on the horizon in the distance.

Zhang Jue stood on the top of the building, blowing the cold morning wind.

nobody appeared beside him.

"Time's up," nobody said.

Zhang Jue nodded slowly.

"There are many endings, can you tell me why you have to choose this one?"

Nobody smiled, and there was some loneliness in his eyes.

"Because most comedies are forgotten after they've seen them, and tragedies are always memorable. The readers of this book are not many, and if they don't give them a 'surprise', they should soon forget it. exist."

Zhang Jue raised his eyebrows: "You call this a surprise?"

nobody shrugged. "Isn't it?"

The two looked at the sky in the distance at the same time and fell into a long silence.

"You can't kill me." Zhang Jue said suddenly.

"why?"

"Because you don't have many readers."

Nobody sneered: "Zhang Jue, with your IQ, standing here for a whole night and thinking of this sentence? If I let you go because of this sentence, do you think they will be satisfied?"

"No, they'll spray harder."

"Then why do you still say that?"

"Because...you can't kill me."

Zhang Jue took a single word.

As nobody said.

Zhang Jue gave up the time alone with Yang Xue, and stood on the roof for the night, letting the cold wind bite, just to find a way to make a comeback.

But the other party is the upper-level narrator and his author. The two are not in the same dimension at all. Every word of his is written under his pen—or typed under the keyboard. Then, in this case, he wants to How can we influence the will of the other party?

There is only one answer.

Magic can defeat magic.

The matters of the upper dimension are handed over to the people of the upper dimension to solve.

Only those so-called readers can influence the writer's writing.

It was his only chance to survive.

Zhang Jue stared into nobody's eyes.

"Although tragedies can be remembered better, you know better than me that you like people who are happy, and more. If you go your own way and kill me, although it may satisfy the curiosity of some readers, in the end, the loss There will be more. Unless you are not going to continue in this business, it will definitely affect your future path."

Zhang Jue's eyes became more and more firm, "I believe that many readers who see this silently do not want to end the whole story with my death, and you are actually very aware of this."

Nobody's eyes gradually brightened: "Even if I know, so what?"

Zhang Jue went back to the original question: "Since you know, you can't kill me, all of this is just your plan - you made me think you're going to kill me."

nobody laughed.

"Zhang Jue, Zhang Jue, you really didn't disappoint me. I don't want to kill you, but I always have to give the reader an explanation. How do you solve the current predicament?"

While the two were talking, the sky was already bright, the sun had risen from the east, and the first rays of sunlight shone on the edge of the city.

However, the world fell into darkness again.

A huge black shadow appeared over the city.

All the soldiers standing guard exclaimed.

That's fighting demons.

It is a monster from other dimensions. In the setting, he is stronger than the crimson king and the three brothers of death, not to mention Zhang Jue who has just ascended to the gods.

In any case, Zhang Jue could not be his opponent.

Nobody looked at the shadow on the horizon and sighed.

"Zhang Jue, as you said, writing has a fixed routine. When you encounter difficulties, solve them and get rewards, this is a standard formula. Now I can tell you that it is the last problem I set for you. , as long as you can defeat it in my setting, you can survive and give the whole novel a happy ending, how about it, Zhang Jue, can you do it?"

In the existing setting, is it possible to defeat a near-invincible monster?

Zhang Jue's mind turned abruptly.

He clearly knew that nobody was joking with him, nor was he playing tricks on him.

The author's writing ability may be average, but not entirely illogical.

For one thing, the other party can lay the groundwork for a long time.

When he defeated Ion, the death bag had been delivered to him a long time ago.

The wand he used when he chased away the Crimson King was also given to him by Merlin long ago.

There are countless such things.

The other party will not give him a big killer out of thin air.

Since nobody said that, it proves that he must have a logically feasible way to defeat the demon.

But what is it?

Zhang Jue's brain is already overclocked.

However, he has experienced so many events and met so many people and things, which one can defeat Dou Mo?

"Not long ago, I gave you a hint." nobody said suddenly.

Did you give a hint?

Hearing this sentence, Zhang Jue's light flashed, and it was like a dizzy.

I see.

"Ha, I got it!"