The Endless Shuttle

It was just a chat with an academic flavor, and the girl did not dare to have smoke in the first conversation with her boss.

She likes research and experimentation, but that doesn't mean that Makise Kurisu doesn't know how to be so worldly-the break with her father has taught her this very well.

"Nothing, just an acquaintance."

Rope came back to his senses on the surface, but his thoughts were still hovering in the assumption of the completion of the trial.

Yug Sotos is indeed a good candidate.

But what is needed to make the second-in-command of the gods, who is also known as Bubble, do so much to help him?

With Rope's current strength, he wouldn't be naive to think how easy it would be to fix the fruit of time in a world.

Coupled with the dark and angry face of Yug Sotos, the existence of Yafogomon, the "God of the Future and Time", the black-haired youth feels toothache just thinking about it.

Just as he was unwilling to contact Lan Tigos, the "god of ivory jade seat," Rope did his best to avoid contact with unstable mental states or malicious old rulers everywhere in the classics. Nyogda is an exception. Although the temper of His Royal Highness the Dark Residents in the classics is not good, it is not the case when he first saw it in Rope.

Miss Nyogda is still very cute...

…If there were "SCP-276" and "Time Sailing Ship" in the SCP Foundation... at least you don’t have to worry about the time machine...

Rope sighed tiredly in his heart.

I don’t know if it’s an anomaly in the chaotic world. Just like "Anomalous-023" is Junji Ito’s "Long Dream", Rope, who browsed some SCP files with the permission of Kevin and Wingate at the Ally Banquet, found some The number of the containment object is different from the set number given by Acelia, as if it has been replaced, and the replaced unity is the SCP containment object with extremely dangerous capabilities.

Chaos and the incongruity of setting becoming reality are superimposed together, creating the current SCP Foundation.

-Far from being as exaggerated as in the original setting.

The words evoked a lot of thoughts, but Luo Pei didn't feel much in the mood to continue chatting with the assistant lady.

He needs a person to quietly and temporarily think about the things of his Majesty the "one of all things".

"Good conversation, Miss Makise."

Rope stood up, smiled and stretched out his hand.

"Your rich knowledge has benefited me a lot. In the future, I hope Miss Makise can chat with me about the time machine."

"Of course, Mr. Rope..."

Makise Kurisu took the hand of the black-haired young man and tilted his head.

"Are you leaving?"

"Unfortunately, I suddenly remembered that there is a very troublesome thing to deal with... You know, this is the SCP Foundation." Rope said lie without blushing and heartbeat.

"But you don't seem to answer my question..."

The red-brown girl really wants to know what Kevin Holard’s "research topic" is, and why it has something to do with the handsome black-haired youth in front of him.

That's her job!

"Oh! I really forgot to explain."

Luo Pei suddenly realized, and then winked playfully.

"Just ask Miss Makise to stay calm and wait for tomorrow. When Kevin has officially set up the basic venue for us, I will inform Miss Makise."

"Huh?...Alright."

The taste of the secret in front of the eyes is not good, Luo Pei can see from the expression of Makise Kurisu.

He smiled, pretending to find something out of the white gospel from the inner pocket of his shirt, and threw it at the red-brown girl.

After the girl caught it, she suddenly felt a little surprised.

"It's Dr. Pepper!"

After coming to the island, the girl looked for Dr. Pepper in a simple convenience store, but unfortunately, there are no other carbonated drinks here except Coca-Cola.

"It's a compliment. The transportation of supplies on this island has always been a problem, but it should be improved soon..."

According to Kevin, because of the arrival of two "Euclid" projects, a large sum of money has been put in Wingate's pockets, and with his own strong ally, even if this island is loved by old urchins who like to eat public money It is not impossible to transform into a resort...

Living conditions will definitely get better.

"Then I will leave first."

"Um……"

After the black-haired young man left, Makise Hongli stayed for five minutes. After she was sure she was gone, she immediately lay down on the desk without a lady and rummaged through the data pile for her personal report.

"I remember not writing about my preferences... Why did Consultant Rope know that I like to drink Dr. Pepper..."

The girl couldn't figure it out.

For this handsome young man with a mysterious color, Makise Kurisu was a little bit looking forward to the truth about tomorrow.

Chapter 39: Born to Exterminate Mankind

In the early morning of the next day, the icy sea breeze awakened Rope in shallow sleep.

Having done cleaning work that is more habitual than necessary, the black-haired young man opened the curtain that was slowly floating by the window, looking down from the high-rise building, and the island scenery was unobstructed.

There are patches of emerald green woods, and flocks of seabirds on the coast in the distance. On the cement road farther away, the soldiers at the base have already started a new day of training, running in neat rows.

Today's Asian branch of the SCP Foundation is also peaceful and tranquil.

I casually put the crumpled notebook on the desktop into the white gospel-it was the spell that Ropey counted out after spending half the night last night and called the "one of all things" Yogg Sotos.

Unlike Nyarlatotepu of the Moon World, Rope at this moment does not have an exclusive artifact, and he does not have a deep connection. He can't sneak and rape. He can only summon this Cthulhu **** system with the most basic stupid method. Yug Pao, the second in command of Yugoslavia, does not mention the poor success rate, and the preparation beforehand is cumbersome enough to make people nauseous.

But this is not something Rope wants to do now.

"Is there any job for 682 to change house today..."

Sitting in a chair for a while, when the black-haired youth started to feel bored, he slowly put himself in a brand-new suit with the flow of water, opened the door of the luxurious dormitory, and went downstairs, to be precise. Walked to the underground research institute on the island.

On the way downstairs, apart from the shadows and voices of the logistics staff, the lively researcher's dormitory appeared empty last night.

Even in the Asian branch, the researchers of the SCP Foundation are not as leisurely as they thought. While the black-haired youths were still asleep, including the newly appointed Makise Kurisu, the researchers stepped on the undimmed lights to arrive at the place where they worked day after day, and started a new round of pleasure with the shelters. play.

Even in the unwelcome branch, the staff of the SCP Foundation know what to do to deserve this high salary.

It took about twenty minutes, and Rope went back to the entrance of the institute along the way he drove yesterday.

He took out the ID card that Wingate Peasley had sent overnight and rode the elevator down continuously. Soon the young black-haired man saw Wingate sitting behind his desk and drinking coffee.