Item Number: SCP-X (Top Secret)

Item Class: Keter

Description: SCP-X is a humanoid creature, calling itself Zhang Jue, from a parallel universe, and has the characteristics of being unaffected by most SCP items.

Long-term observation and research have found that he has a slight anti-social personality and loves to talk trash.

SCP-X can obtain the properties of certain SCP items through physical contact, and the effects obtained will be reduced to a certain extent.

Special containment procedures:

Special attention should be paid to the containment of SCP-X. (He emphasized in particular)

SCP-X must be housed in a single-family villa no smaller than 50*50*20 meters designed by a French designer, with a garden on the top floor, and a swimming pool of no less than 200 square meters in the courtyard.

The foundation should send a male staff member over 50 years old who has received the British royal etiquette training to assist him in managing the affairs of the villa. The staff member needs to wear a wig for 24 hours.

The staff monitoring the SCP-X project are required to conduct a mental state assessment once a month. There have been precedents in which employees withdrew from the Foundation because they could not tolerate their trash talk.

SCP-X project monitoring team internal communication group: 597078661

In a world where evil gods and the bizarre are quietly resurfacing during the Industrial Revolution, the protagonist is a librarian in a mental hospital, regarded by everyone as a cowardly madman. He obtains a blank "Book of Madness," discovering that by writing settings into it, he can "anchor" powerful fictional beings to reality, making them his loyal servants. From a gun-wielding detective to a dream-controlling sorcerer, and then to an unspeakable Great Old One, he silently builds a "Containment Facility" to fight against the apocalypse, becoming the only order in the darkness.

(No Female Lead) (Tyrant on the Field) (Extreme Egoist) (Artificial Goal Machine)

"A simple game—why constrain yourself with rules?" "A joyless game—why are you all so passionate?" "A game of survival—why is it so captivating?" "It wasn’t you who chose me, but I who chose you."

"My name is Zero, but I prefer you call me Bai Mo, because white is always tainted by black. People can never remain unchanged forever. They say staring at me is like staring into the abyss—lose focus for just a moment, and you’ll be devoured."

"So, here I am."

— Bai Mo

Ji Fanyin realized the moment she transmigrated over that she was a stand-in, a substitute for her younger twin sister, Ji Xinxin.

“Sure, I can be her stand-in. Here is my list of prices. Take a look at it first, and make sure to reserve a slot in advance. I won’t accept any last-minute calls, and do take note that it’ll only be a platonic relationship. Thank you for your cooperation,” she said.

In a western restaurant, a rich young master looked at her with eyes filled with affection as he said, “Xinxin, I would like to ask you out for a movie tomorrow night…”

An alarm suddenly went off.

Ji Fanyin took a glance at her phone before reining in her business smile, saying, “Time’s up. I need to rush for my next appointment. Make sure to foot the tab, and farewell.”

The rich young master’s smile froze up. “I’ll reserve four hours for tomorrow’s movie.”

In the middle of the night, a drunk, tyrannical young master dialed her number and whined, “Big sis, when will you come over to meet me?”

“In order to ensure the quality of service, this call will be recorded. It’s four in the morning right now, and my services will be ten times the usual price. Are you certain you want to proceed?” asked Ji Fanyin.

“… Hurry up and start acting!”

Ji Fanyin’s phone suddenly rang in the midst of a date with a domineering CEO at Tokyo’s tower. With a smile on her lips, she rejected the call and said, “Sorry, it’s another customer.”

“… I’ll pay you ten times the price. Switch off your phone.”

…

By the time Ji Xinxin finally returned back to the country, Ji Fanyin successfully retired from the scenes with the massive fortune she had amassed.

Heh, bad women will never get hurt!

I wondered why I was standing here. Oh, that's right! I traveled through time! I traveled to the world of the magical girl Puella Magi! But wait, this plot line seems off! How did I become Puella Magi!? And a magical girl?! But if I'm a magical girl? Then what is this Salvation Witch's Lament Seed in my hand? ...Oh, so there's a real Puella Magi! ! But wait, aren't there too many Puella Magi? Why do I feel like all of these Puella Magi have a bit of a sister complex?! And me! No! Yes! A sister!!!...Wait a minute... "That... Flame Demon, I'm really not Puella Magi!" "Wait... You... Don't come over here!!"

What is the first priority after rebirth? Is it money? Beauty? Supreme glory? If the new student named Gotham, there is only one answer: survive. And achieving this goal is extremely difficult. Fortunately, there is a shortcut. You just need to hold on to the thigh of the old bat. The only problem is... "I am a bad guy..."

The path of cultivation is long and arduous. In the past, Yan Quan was a staunch believer in the supremacy of strength. His heart was solely devoted to cultivation, never wasting time on emotions.

He ruthlessly cast aside those fairies who foolishly fell for him, using every means to improve his power. All he wanted was to attain enlightenment and become the strongest under the heavens—so he’d never again suffer the kind of humiliation he experienced as a child.

But after he unexpectedly lost all his cultivation, things started going very wrong. The once-abandoned, stunningly beautiful fairies had now grown terrifyingly powerful.

When he ran into them again—or rather, when they caught him—he no longer had a choice but to talk feelings…

“I was wrong before. Now, I just want to live a peaceful life as a mortal!”

(Secretly trying to restore his cultivation…)

The fairies: “Hehehe… a mortal? Oh, we’ll let you experience it to the fullest!”

After many years, he meets Yukino Yukinoshita again, and she is still the same aloof and perfect genius girl in his memory.

But I am no longer the boy who could stand shoulder to shoulder with her.

"Hachiman, your twisted nature remains unchanged."

"Under the snow, you are still the same as before, unchanged."

Ms. Hiratsuka looked at us with satisfaction: "Since you have such a good understanding, the Service Club is now in your hands."

None of us dared to tell the teacher that what we called tacit understanding was actually an unspoken regret from eight years ago.

Just as I decided to escape completely this time, a long-lost voice suddenly rang in my mind—

"A turning point in fate has been detected. [Options] are now activated again."

My name is Ji Taichu

He traveled back to the Liang Dynasty, studied diligently for ten years, participated in the imperial examination, and produced a brilliant essay, only to be impersonated and imprisoned.

He was fortunate to meet his childhood playmate who had become a eunuch in the palace. He returned to his hometown from the palace and helped the imperial concubine find male concubines.

Since the imperial examination system is not working, I will try another way: to wield absolute power!

"Of all the beauties in the world, I want ninety-nine!"

She thought death was a relief, but she was reborn three months before the end of the world. Three months later, she will experience hell again.

And this time, will she be trampled into the mud like in her previous life?