The Endless Shuttle

One step, two steps, three steps.

Each step is like stepping on the hearts of two soldiers, like the crisp sound of death grinding a sickle.

-Woo woo woo!

Just when Rope was approaching a rather dangerous distance and the soldiers put their fingers on the trigger, the roar of the jeep engine came from a distance.

Rope was attracted.

Almost a minute later, a dark green jeep stopped above the port, and an old man in a white researcher uniform walked out of the co-pilot's seat.

"It seems that I came in time?"

"Dr. Holard!?"

"Good job, soldier, you are not ashamed of the uniform on your body."

The old man nodded to the soldier wearing the helmet, and then turned his attention to Rope...

"Mr. Unknown Non-Human, I’m Dr. Kevin Hollard, the main research director of this base, and now I only invite you to his office on behalf of Site Director Wingate Pisri. Director Pisri has I want to talk to you."

"Oh?"

Rope played with the water polo in his hand, with a smile on his face.

"Are you going to salute first and then soldiers? Let me guess, you must have arranged pretty good containment procedures, right? I will pass the SCP Foundation base, but the process may not be as you wish."

For the Foundation that can contain many dangerous SCPs, Rope would be a real fool if he walked in so stupidly.

Kevin Holard took a deep breath.

"I think you may have misunderstood something. Under the instruction of Director Wingate Pisri, the supreme leader here, we are not hostile to you, and naturally we did not set up your imaginary trap. Please believe this alone. I."

With that, the old man took out something from his arms and threw it towards Rope.

"Pisri once said that you are suspicious by nature, so let me show you this when you don't trust us. He said that after you read this, all your doubts will be solved."

Luo Pei took the things thrown by Dr. Kevin without fear. He was confident that no matter whether it was a bomb or a strange virus, it would not have any major impact on him.

Released his hand, there was an old piece of leather lying in Rope's palm.

It looks like the texture of human skin. On the top of the leather, there is a sentence written in English.

——TheShadowofTheOldisBoundtoComeback. (The shadows of the old days will surely come back)

Rope frowned.

Of course he knows the meaning of this sentence.

The orthodox occultist, before officially stepping into the weird occult path and praying to the indescribable evil **** in the starry sky, this is the first sentence he learned.

Will the site director of the SCP Foundation be an occultist?

This is really...interesting.

Rope put the leather away and looked at the old man standing in front of him again.

There is not much sense of heterogeneity, it is genuine, pure and can no longer be pure human.

"Lead the way." The black-haired young man said briefly.

"...I'm glad we reached a consensus."

Dr. Kevin Holard breathed a sigh of relief.

To be honest, he also felt absurd when he received this order from Pisri—inviting an anomalous creature with high intelligence to the SCP Foundation, it was no different from jumping off a building to commit suicide. Even the latter may survive, while the former will undoubtedly die.

Fortunately, the familiarity accumulated over decades made him reluctantly agree. In the end, it proved that Pisri did not live up to his trust.

Kevin got into the car again and glanced at the dark-haired youth in the seat behind him nervously.

What are you planning, Pisri...

Chapter 9: Important ancient book, the immortal lizard who ran away from trouble

Passing through the cave, sitting on the transparent elevator, the Asian branch of the honeycomb-shaped SCP Foundation caught Rope's eyes.

Along the way, as Kevin Holard said, without any ambush or sudden attack by armed forces, they walked smoothly and comfortably to the core position of the SCP Foundation branch.

——The twentieth floor underground.

"I thought it would be more special here."

Rope walked behind Kevin and said jokingly.

"At least there must be automatic doors, artificial intelligence, infrared laser corridors, etc., to be worthy of the identity of the SCP Foundation, right?"

"Don't look at me so old, but the movie "Resident Evil" still knows something about it."

Kevin opened another locked door with his ID card.

"What you said may have already been developed, but as you can see, this is just a small branch that I curse every day."

"You are honest."

"Because there is no need to lie... well, here we are."

The two reached a three-way intersection, and Kevin stopped.

"You just have to follow this path and Pisri will open the door for you."

"Why don't you go with me." Luo Pei narrowed his eyes. "Or, there is a reason why you can't set foot on this road."

Kevin sighed, took his eyes off and wiped them.

"Sir, it's good to be vigilant. But you have reached such a core place, even if you think with your toes, there will be no excessive traps, even if there are-are you afraid of guns and bombs?"

Rope said jokingly.

"I'll be afraid of hitting the Star Destroyer's gun."

"……now it's right."

Kevin put on his glasses and stretched out his hand.

"I have other research projects to deal with. I wish you a pleasant conversation with Pisri."

He paused and then said: "In addition, as a rare alien creature with normal human thinking, Mr. Rope, I hope that even if the conversation is unpleasant, you will be able to constrain your thoughts of living here. We are all stepping on a nuclear bomb. , In order not to be bombed on the moon together, I sincerely ask you."