The Endless Shuttle

Holding Kevin's hand, Rope smiled secretly.

"It depends on whether the topic of'Peisley' in your mouth can get me something."

"It doesn't look like you are very afraid of nuclear bombs. That's really bad news."

Kevin shrugged and walked to the left aisle.

It's incredible that he can spare time to meet Rope. Kevin hasn't closed his eyes for three consecutive days, because SCP-682's struggle is getting more and more intense, and he is almost on the verge of breaking free. He must stay in the experiment at all times. The venue, ensure that there are new effective instructions to stop it.

After that, Ropey walked along the road indicated by Kevin for five minutes, and after two corners, he came to the office of Site Director Wingate Peasley.

The door is unlocked, it opens with a light push.

The vigorous, well-dressed old man was sitting behind the desk, looking at him with a smile.

Luo Pei was not hypocritical. After finishing his suit, he strode into the office of a senior SCP Foundation personnel as an "abnormal creature."

—It's funny enough.

"Hello, Mr. Peasley."

Rope then pulled a chair and sat on the opposite side of Wingate.

"As a "communicable preparatory shelter", I'm here to drink your ugly coffee. "

"Ha ha…"

Wingate laughed dryly.

"I want to say this is just a misunderstanding. You know, after all, I am also a senior member of the SCP Foundation. If my subordinates fail, I have to not lose momentum? There will be no bad coffee..."

"If you don't invite me to have coffee, then don't waste time."

Rope took the leather out and threw it on Wingate's table.

"Let's get to the main topic, how did you know this sentence, and how did you know that this sentence has something to do with me? Point by point, if your explanation does not satisfy me, I will use the original to come here. The plan-to use violence to get all the information I want."

"Ha, as they say, your personality is quite irritable...but it's much better than your peers." Wingate shook his head helplessly.

""they"? Rope frowned.

"Well, before I introduce "them" to you, please allow me to introduce myself. "

The old man straightened his waist.

"Nathaniel Wingate Pisri, SCP Foundation Class A personnel, Site Director of the Asia Branch, and the most senior leader of all direct projects of military, research, containment, and execution here. "First time" meeting, big Mr. Rope, the occultist. "

A long list of titles.

But what matters to Rope is that the old man named Wingate directly revealed his true identity after meeting for the first time.

"You know me very well. With that sentence, are you also a occultist who believes in a certain evil god?"

"No, I'm not." Wingate denied: "I didn't get the honor of being an occultist. Since the summer of 1913, I was just an unlucky ghost who was caught up in an unspeakable abnormality. For that The mission that I was forced to take is lingering."

The old man took out the old book from the drawer of the desk and pushed it in front of Rope.

Without opening the book, Rope looked at the word on the cover and read it.

"...Yith?"

"Next, is the explanation you want."

Wingate said.

"The Great Iss, the Seed of Conquering Time, the Spiritual Traveler, the Wisdom of All." The details of the "Great Race of Iss", you, as the occultist, definitely know better than me, right? "

Of course Rope knew it.

As long as you have an understanding of the myth of Cthulhu, you will definitely not be able to avoid the "Great Race of Isth."

Except for "All Things One" and "The Key of the Door" Yug Sotos, the only non-god race that has conquered time. They are immortal. When the fate of the race comes to an end, each individual is a master of the mind. They will unite in a spiritual time jump, teleport themselves to the long past, and start a new round of life.

As a result, they have obtained an unimaginable amount of "knowledge". Whether it is secret magic or technology, the great race of Isth dares to be the second, and absolutely no other race dares to be the first.

Perhaps the great race of Issi’s refusal to actively climb technology and make weapons has been criticized by other existences, but this does not prevent them from becoming one of the strongest races in the multiverse.

"On May 14, 1908, when I was a professor at Miskatonic University, I had a spiritual exchange with the great Iss."

Wingate's palm clenched tightly.

"Maybe it's a unilateral call, I don't know. Over a long period of time, I have completed the transformation from an ordinary human to a person who understands anomalies in their holy city Niket. It took me a long time to learn about Isth's. Words, and tolerate fear and communicate with them. Surprisingly, these terrifying-looking creatures are very kind, they are almost always answerable, and they are so profound and omniscient..."

Rope seemed to expect what Wingate would say next, frowning and asked.

"You asked about the future?"

"...Yes." Wingate sighed: "Humans always hope to control the future that does not belong to them. In the end, I finally couldn't help asking about the future. The Iss were also very good. Answered me."

""The future is meaningless, and your world is bound to collapse." "

"This is the answer the Ess gave me." Wingate said.

"I was so desperate at the time. I had a wife and children, and I also looked forward to the safe growth of my children and grandchildren. World destruction, an absurd phenomenon that only appeared in novels, was placed in front of me who was unprepared. I was almost crazy. I immediately asked them how to avoid the destruction of the world, but for such a simple question, the kind Iss were no longer willing to answer it anyway."

"I was not reconciled, so I walked into Niket’s large library and frantically searched for all the information that could help me. In it, I learned all kinds of knowledge beyond human technology, the mystery of the multiverse and evil gods, but always There are only a few words that have not changed the destruction of this world. In the end, I reached out to the core knowledge of the Iss."

-seek death.

Hearing Wingate's words, Rope only had these two words in his mind.

The great race of Isth is considered to be kind in the mythology of Cthulhu, but it is different when it comes to the core knowledge of the race. Isth is very taboo to talk about the "future", and they will not be kind enough to open their homes to foreigners. The secret door.

Really think that the Iss who beat the Flying Hydra to the north is a certain virgin tribe?

"After that, I was successful in the strict sense. I succeeded in seeing a way to avoid the destruction of the world."

Wingate smiled bitterly.

"But I was also cursed by the IS at that time. Except for the advent of the collapse of the world or the prevention of the collapse of the world, they made me age but did not allow me to die, and they did not allow even the slightest peace of mind. Driven by this curse , I can only keep moving closer to "prevent the world from collapsing" according to the information in my mind. After my wife and my sons and daughters died one after another because of the curse I suffered, I realized how big a mistake I had made at the beginning. "

"In the future, it is the boring experience of encountering the SCP Foundation. It seems that for the sake of defending human beings, they helped me restore my sanity and thinking. I used the technology learned by Neckert to work for them... Well, your Excellency There should be no interest, right?"

"I am only interested in "the way to avoid the destruction of the world." "

He stood up and stared straight at Wingate.

"Tell me how the world collapsed, and then tell me how to avoid the collapse of the world, I can help you relieve the pain that has spread for a hundred years."