The Endless Shuttle

But there was no resentment or regret in her eyes. After completely losing the ability to fight, Abel only had strong respect for Rope in his eyes.

She is a warrior, only such an identity.

Soldiers should respect the enemy who defeated them, because the enemy represents another pinnacle that can be surpassed.

——Abel is grateful to Rope.

At the end of the battle, Rope had no need to stay, and then turned and walked towards the blocked underground entrance of the SCP Foundation headquarters.

The monotonous pace reverberated in the basement, and just as Abel had closed his eyes and his taste for satisfaction failed this time, the voice of the black-haired youth rang again.

"Abel, well, maybe you don't call that name, but it doesn't matter."

Out of the corner of his eye, he swept the wreckage of women.

"I don't know what your true character is, but I'm sure that being bound by the SCP Foundation and humans will definitely not make you happy. If you agree with my strength and want to challenge me again, I will be in Japan anytime You are welcome...ha, if you stay happily, it's okay to say this as a joke."

A simple battle just wanted to gather a "Keter" class containment item, and Rope also felt that he was too naive.

It doesn't matter just to talk casually to block the Foundation that makes him uncomfortable.

The black-haired youth shrugged and continued his steps.

This time Rope didn't look back on Abel.

As everyone knows, the black-haired youth said casually, adding another flame of greed to the monster who had never been satisfied after the battle.

Able to challenge the strong at any time...fight...

Even if he was about to die, Abel was excited.

She couldn't wait to open her mouth immediately and loudly agree to the black-haired young man who had defeated her and had not known his name after a brief encounter, but the gradual distance of consciousness prevented all Abel's actions.

Japan……

The monster can only remember the name of this place in the remaining consciousness, make up his mind, and wait until the next time he recovers from the sarcophagus, and immediately begin the long-awaited escape after joining the "Pandora's Box".

The sweet power is the only thing Abel pursued in his life.

I am afraid that the only one who can be above the top is the anger towards her brother "Cain"...

In the last sight, Abel saw the blonde girl who was supposed to run away, but used her ability to jump back.

Yuanwei ran to Abel in a panic, held her head up, and kept saying something with sadness.

Fool, I can't die, it's so noisy!

Abel cursed in his heart.

Facing a girl who cheated and beat herself, she rarely left a trace of tolerance in her heart filled with killing intent and battle, only this occasional stupidity made Abel very annoying.

It's...enough...

In Yion's embrace, the last bit of Abel's remains evaporates.

——

The door door that blocked him was calcified with the water of death, and Rope floated, all the way down the elevator passage. During the period, the automatic defense and the alloy mezzanine that hindered the movement could not even slow him down.

In this way, the black-haired youth came to the entrance of the SCP Foundation underground.

All six passages have been blocked, and on the bright silver wall, there is only a pitch-black display directly in front of Rope.

Zizi.

After the snowflakes passed, the display lit up.

A white male dressed as a cowboy appeared on the screen, just sitting on a luxurious wooden chair, with neither fear nor anxiety in his eyes, just like two old friends' video chat in the afternoon.

"Hello sir."

"Cowboy" said...

"The council has always opposed me meeting you in this form, but I think you must have a mind that can be understood by humans. I guessed it right? Mr. Non-human."

"Are you the person in charge of this underground base?"

Rope couldn't help looking at him with a little disgust.

Because this is one of the main culprits that broke the security plan and made Wingate Pisri arrested.

Well, it's decided. For a while, Shuggs will definitely eat up his skin and let him bleed to death in pain. The black-haired youth thought cruelly.

"Theoretically... yes."

"Cowboy" didn't know that he was already a dead person in Rope's eyes, and continued to speak elegantly.

"That’s right, you really understand the common sense of human society. Sir, human beings are creatures that regard communication as the fundamental. If you want, we may not have to be so stiff. Trust me, the SCP Foundation can provide The things given to you are absolutely beyond your imagination."

-Strategies to confuse the enemy.

Although the "cowboy" has long identified Rope as a "dangerous creature that must be contained," this does not prevent him from relaxing when his life is in danger.

As for repentance...Humans are creatures that are good at deceiving, aren't they?

Of course Rope knew this, he just sneered, and the "water of death" beside him began their work, corroding six consecutive protective doors into lime.

"If there is no alternate escape route, then you'd better cherish the little life you have left, cowboy."

"I handed over my name in one bite, sir, maybe we are in good harmony?"

"Cowboy" regarded Rope's threat as nothing, and ridiculed his tone.

One-way entry and exit of the base, no escape route can be pretended to be confident, it is not a fluke that this man can become a member of the "O5 Council" as a field agent.

"Sir, you shouldn't be so arbitrary. Tell me your purpose, who instructed you behind your back, informed the location of the SCP Foundation base, and exit here after saying this. The proposal I just made is still valid. Otherwise... "

"Cowboy" lowered his body, and the shadow covered his eyes just right.

"Are you ready to go to war with the overlord of this planet, six billion humans?"

The SCP Foundation is the sentinel of mankind. They control the economic lifeline of more than half of human society. The words of "cowboy" are not alarmist falsehoods.

In this world, the SCP Foundation has the qualifications to represent human beings.

Luo Pei seemed to be aroused by these words, and he moved his fingers slightly to stop the water of death preparing to corrode the thin display screen.

Slowly, in the eyes of the cowboy, the black-haired inhuman person with a human appearance laughed.