Chapter 217: Congratulations

Chapter 217: Congratulations

After an hour of tug-of-war between the two sides, O5-8 finally agreed to the plaque. Because Zhang Jue put down a fierce word that if he didn't agree, not only would he not accept the commendation, but he would also make a big deal out of the fact that the Foundation was petty.

From the tone of his voice, it wasn't just this matter. He wanted to bring up all the Foundation's dirty deeds.

Zhang Jue's original words were, "Adding oil and vinegar is alright. As to how much oil and vinegar, that depends on the mood of me."

In fact, if the opposite side is someone else, O5-8 wouldn't have to hesitate. Maybe the next day the that someone else will become D-Class to be SCP-682's food.

But this is Zhang Jue. A person that doesn't need an introduction. Even if he said he was going to join the Chaos Insurgency tomorrow, it was still possible. He had been at the Foundation for almost a year and held a lot of secrets. The Foundation couldn't afford to take such a big risk. That was why several O5s opposed raising Zhang Jue's security level.

But there was no way around it. If there are no surprises, humanity will suffer a major disaster in three years. According to SCP-990, Zhang Jue was the most important person to solve this disaster. The Foundation cannot risk offending him.

In fact, a plaque is not a big deal. But the main thing is that Zhang Jue wants the autographs of all the thirteen O5s. This was a difficult task for O5-8, knowing that more than one of the O5 Councils had proposed to contain Zhang Jue.

When he asked if he could have a few less, Zhang Jue slapped the table and shouted, "No! Not even one! Old man, don't try to fake it. I'll bring this plaque with me wherever I go, and if one O5 says he didn't sign it, I'll pull your beard off!"

He can see that Zhang Jue is determined to want this banner. But in the end, even Yang Xue couldn't tell whether he wanted the banner to brag or just to disgust the O5s.

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In the afternoon, under the watchful eye of all the employees at Site-17, O5-8 left by car. Before leaving, he and Zhang Jue talk for a while. Said he was old and attempted to use the bitter trick to convince Zhang Jue. Follow current novels at novelhall.com)

In front of everyone, Zhang Jue patted the old man's shoulder, and then took him to the car door. He was too lazy to pretend with him. This captured the eyes of the crowd, but caused a lot of talk. People who work in the Foundation were afraid meeting an O5 Council member. Probably the only person who has such a good relationship with O5 is Advisor Zhang.

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In the SCP-3125 incident, Zhang Jue's work can't be discredited. However, because the Antimemetics Division involves a lot of secrets, Site-237's cleanup is not yet completed. In order to avoid complications, the public temporarily concealed Zhang Jue's Honorary Site-237 Site Director and Head of Antimemetics Division positions.

His stomach grumbled. Zhang Jue looked up at the sky and found that the sun was already slanting in the west, about two or three o'clock in the afternoon, and he had been practicing so much that he had unknowingly missed lunch.

He was about to pat himself on the back and go find something to eat when suddenly his eyes went black and when he looked back, a plate of spaghetti suddenly appeared on the steps in front of him.

Zhang Jue covered his forehead. At Site-17 he eats this stuff every day. Either potatoes and broccoli, he had long since stashed away, and God knows how much his stomach missed the motherland.

"God, if you really feel sorry for me. Do me a favor and turn me into a roast duck. If not, roast chicken will do."

I don't know if the gods really heard his plea. A few moments later, the plate of pasta suddenly disappeared and a roast chicken with oil appeared in front of him. Zhang Jue smiled. He sat on the steps, grabbed the roast chicken and began to gnaw it down.

After ten minutes, he unceremoniously flicked the last chicken bone away and shivered his fingers, still not satisfied.

Zhang Jue beat a full stomach and added, "It would be nice to have a glass of Happy Fat Water at this time of day."

But after a few minutes, there was no answer.

Zhang Jue said, "You don't know Happy Fat WateR? It's Coke, Coke!"

Between the words, there was some dissatisfaction with that person's slow action. Which knows his words just fell, the little girl's voice changed from behind him can be heard.

"Why do a person like you are so mean?"

Zhang Jue turned around, looked at Kareena's pretty face, and laughed.

"What's the point of me being polite to you?"

Kareena grunted and sat on her butt next to him and didn't speak any word.