No one knows if SCP-053's eyes were harmless or not - those who have seen them are dead. Zhang Jue lay on the ground, holding the little girl's body, but also saw her eyes, pure and clear. At this moment, time seems to have stood still.

Those who had come in contact with SCP-053, or seen her eyes, would immediately become murderous, and after killing everyone in sight, would eventually die killing SCP-053.

Zhang Jue had just been treated as a hero, and if he were really under the influence of SCP-053, then the nearby security personnel would have had to shoot him down immediately. But everyone was fuming. No one dared to make any move.

Zhang Jue blinked. Having touched Shirley and seen her eyes, he didn't feel the urge to kill, and Shirley's powers didn't seem to have any effect on him. He stood up and patted the dust on his butt. Everyone gazed at him. But Zhang Jue reacted as if he had just fallen.

Yang Xue gently called out, "Zhang Jue?"

Zhang Jue smiled and nodded, "It's me."

Yang Xue's eyes widened, "You... weren't affected by SCP-053 - I mean, Shirley, you weren't affected by her?"

"Well... was not completely unaffected." Zhang Jue finished. Before he laughed, everyone was like a big enemy, "Just a little tired."

"My goodness..." Yang Xue stared at Zhang Jue, her face full of disbelief.

The cognitohazards of SCP-053 did not affect Zhang Jue. This was a major discovery! If the mystery could be researched, the threat of countless anomalous items would be significantly reduced, and the contribution to the Foundation would be simply priceless!

Not only Yang Xue, but even Zhang Jue himself felt a little strange. However, he had come from another world, so probably the SCP Foundation in this universe had a limited impact on him, but of course, that was just a guess.

After this scene, Zhang Jue was already a god-like existence in the eyes of the others. Everyone gazed at him with adoring eyes. After all, the surprises he brought were too many.

"Well, Shirley has stayed here long enough." Zhang Jue had to immediately take the little girl away to prevent the little girl from affecting others.

He patted Shirley's little head, took her little hand, and smiled, "Let's go."

No one had ever made such an intimate gesture towards SCP-053, and the little girl was flattered.

"Big brother, you-"

"Brother is no longer afraid of you. In the future, brother will often visit you, okay?"

The little girl nodded her head forcefully, "Okay!"

Amidst everyone's gaze, Zhang Jue led the little girl forward step by step, the two of them talking as if a brother was accompanying his sister. Zhang Jue calculated the distance, probably out of Shirley's range of effect on others, he said,

"Shirley, you wait for me here. Brother has something to take care of." The little girl nodded obediently.

So, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Zhang Jue returned. Yang Xue looked puzzled, thinking that Zhang Jue had something for her. Unexpectedly, Zhang Jue crossed directly over the group of fellows and didn't even stop. He came to the very back of the group and dragged Dr. Li out of the corner with one hand.

"You, what do you want?" Looking at Zhang Jue's grinning face, Dr. Li said in terror.

"What for?" Zhang Jue laughed and smashed his fist on the bridge of his nose.

The punch immediately made the tall and powerful Dr. Li lose his fighting ability.

"It's fun to shade people, isn't it!"

Left hook.

"You only dare to harm people behind their backs, don't you!"

Right hook.

"You think I'm only good with my mouth, right?"

Followed by a kick.

"You've never been beaten by hooligans, have you?"

It finally consumed him.

"You're a gym guy who only does workout and can't even fight!"

This last kick directly hit Dr. Li's jaw, losing a few teeth. He spat blood and fell to the ground, fainting.

"Ptui!" spat Zhang Jue, "Rubbish."

The crowd looked dumbfounded. They had never seen this style of Zhang Jue. Before, he was the hero who saved the world. Just now, he was the gentle neighborly brother, and now he had turned into an uncivilized hooligan. What kind of a person was he?

Zhang Jue rubbed his wrist, ignoring the complex gazes of the others, and returned to the little girl, taking her hand again. "Let's go."

"Okay." Obediently, the little girl responded, "Big brother, what were you doing just now?" She is used to not looking into the crowd at any time.

"Nothing, simply taking care of garbage - brother has always been a person who loves hygiene, you know it, you have to learn from brother."

"Shirley knows, Shirley will work hard." Yang Xue looked at both of them in the distance, the large one and the small one, just for a moment.

At night, Zhang Jue lay on his bed, recalling the events of the day. SCP-053 was able to subdue SCP-682, which he had known for a long time, and it was no big deal. What concerned him most was that he would not be affected by Shirley.

Whether it was a coincidence or something else was yet to be studied, but he surmised that the odds should be because he wasn't even from this universe. Good use of this point could significantly reduce the danger to himself.

Regrets were not absent, as there were too many onlookers, and he didn't get to say a few words to SCP-682. But it didn't matter. As long as he was still at this site, as long as the SCP Foundation still needed him, he would have plenty of opportunities later.

Zhang Jue got up, prepared to drink a mouthful of water, pee, and then went to bed. His foot slipped, and he fell to the ground. The glass in his hand broke apart, and the spilled shards cut him right in the face, causing him to grimace in pain.

It was a bit unlucky. Zhang Jue went to the bathroom and prepared to treat the wound. But to his surprise, there was only a shallow mark on his cheek, and the wound was gone. What was going on here?

He froze for a moment, then went back to the bedroom, picked up the glass ball on the floor, and without saying a word, gave his handsome face another blow.

"Ouch..." It felt really fucking hurt.

He immediately went back to the bathroom and studied it carefully in the mirror, and this time he saw very clearly that the wound that had just been scratched out was healing at a rate visible to the naked eye.

It seems to be just a hallucination.

He scratched another one on his hand, and when the wound on his hand also healed, he finally determined that he seemed to have the ability to heal himself.

What happened?

It took Zhang Jue only two seconds to guess the answer.

Shirley!

Not only was he immune to Shirley's harmful effects, but he had also gained Shirley's self-healing ability! Sure enough, good things come to good people. Zhang Jue couldn't help but laugh out loud three times at this moment.

As introduced earlier, the world of the SCP Foundation was a world of demons, ghosts, and snakes, and there were all kinds of strange and weird things, and living in such a world, it was possible to die without even knowing how you died.

With the self-healing ability, plus the knowledge in his head, the probability of survival in this world will undoubtedly increase a lot. Moreover, who said he could only obtain the one ability of Shirley?