Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

At the door, a slightly playful old male voice rang.

A neat suit, his silver hair was meticulously combed, and he was holding a large number of paper documents in his right hand.

Wingate Pisri looks very comfortable with his new identity.

"Good afternoon, Wingate." Rope greeted with a smile.

"How does it feel to jump from an SCP funder to a new organization?"

"It feels great. Your Excellency Rope. An unrestrained life and a super high salary are several times better than staying on that shitless trail." The old man laughed.

"Or do you need me to call you 'BOSS'? "

"You are missing."

Rope waved his hand.

"Is it for the "time machine" thing?Kevin wasn't with you? "

"I'm not that old-fashioned bastard's lover, why do I have to be with him." Wingate said with disgust.

He walked in, fully embodying a kind old man's concern for his younger generation, nodded to Makase Kurisu with a smile, and put the document on the table.

"Ms. Makase, it is a proposal for the possibility of correcting the time point of the curve. There are about three thousand or so, please be sure to solve it within a week."

"Well……"

Makase Kurisu looked at the document mountain that was getting higher and higher, and tears began to brew in her purple eyes.

"You bully people..."

Pesri hastily denied it.

"Hey hey hey! Miss Makise, don't say that! Your Excellency Rope is still here, I can't want to be sent by him to the Amazon jungle to play in the water with the Black Kaimen crocodile."

"If you don't want to go, you'd better explain to me why you have to throw it all to Hong Lixi?"

Rope folded his arms and looked at the old man.

"Hollard, are so many researchers in the entire institute mentally retarded?"

Before Pisri could speak, a tired voice took over the black-haired youth's question.

"I'm not retarded...Mr. Rope..."

Kevin stared at the two big panda eyes and walked in from the door with a strong coffee.

"What we have given to Miss Makase is the necessary documents after careful screening. After all, she is the person who understands the time machine best, and some things have to pass through Miss Makase's hands." Kevin smiled bitterly.

"As for sharing the work again... With all due respect, Mr. Rope, my office of more than [-] square meters has long been buried with documents, and the high-encryption hard drive is also full of five or six, and other capable researchers have also That's mostly the case... we're well-maintained without dying from overwork."

时间机器这种带有悖论的东西非常繁琐，完全不是什么「1+2+3+4=10」这种等级的东西。

Even with countless black technologies and the help of Rope's Secret Technique, the manufacturing process is still troublesome.

——There are so many things to consider in order to ensure safety.

"All right……"

Rope sighed, looking at the red-brown-haired girl with pleading in her eyes and said.

"Before scientific research ruined Hong Lixi's youthful life, I thought of a way to increase the number of professionals...my fault."

"But hard work is hard work, and the manufacture of the time machine has reached its final stage."

Kevin concluded.

"No accident, in about two to three months, Mr. Ropey, you will be able to see the finished time machine, and it will take you back to the past to do the chops that call for evil gods to come. Our world is So safe."

"Ah? Has the calculation and positioning been completed?" Makase Kurisu asked in surprise.

"I just finished it last night. Miss Makase, you can throw all the documents about the positioning on the table into the trash..."

Kevin shook his head and took another sip of coffee.

"Anyway, congratulations on the fact that we are about to complete a miracle. In addition, Mr. Rope, I very much approve of your sending Wingate to the Amazon jungle. This old bastard has been paddling in the research institute in addition to providing Isis technology."

"I do not have!"

"You have."

"...Looks like I have to teach you a lesson, Kevin."

Looking at the two old men who were pinching them again, Rope shook his head, turned around and said gently to Makase Kurisu.

"Give yourself a little vacation. Go out on a date with me at night, and I'll tell you in detail about mysticism in a leisurely chat."

"Today, tonight?!"

"Huh? Hong Lixi, do you have any plans?" Rope asked curiously.

The girl thought of something bad, blushed to the bottom of her ears, and hurriedly denied it.

"No, no! Um... I have to go home and prepare first, Rope, pick me up at my place when the time comes..."

"No problem, and as an apology, I won't let you down."

Closing the day with a date, Rope also knows the exact date of his final battle.