Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

"According to the regulations, we are responsible for taking you to a safe place..."

A trace of displeasure flashed in Pisri's eyes, and he tapped the table vigorously.

"Here, I'm the rules! I'll take all the responsibility, now you take this gentleman to SCP-682 immediately, don't ask why! If you want your friends and comrades to live, just do as I say Do!"

The command was executed just fine.

In the end, it was a high-quality soldier to deal with special events. They hardly said any objections along the way, but silently and quickly took Rope to the rampant place of SCP-682.

Walking through the labyrinth-like internal building, Rope and the soldiers came to a huge cave.

The lighting at the top of the cave had malfunctioned, and the surrounding area was filled with darkness. From time to time, there were sounds of firearms firing and roaring dragon roars.

"Do you need night vision goggles?"

"Keep it for yourself to rescue your friends."

Rope took a few steps forward, stepping on a stone and looking down.

The dark pit was unobstructed under the action of the Eye of True Sight.

There are monsters in it to launch a slaughter.

A lizard as big as a giant dragon, with dark green scales and extremely strong limbs.

It's like forged steel, and the bullets hit its scales with countless beautiful sparks, but they can't hurt in the slightest.Every time the lizard attacks, it will take away the life of one or two soldiers, turning them into the most basic nutrients, supplementing the subtle injuries caused by the high-strength acid.

SCP-682 - The Immortal Lizard.

Suddenly, SCP-682 stopped its slaughter as if it felt something, and turned its eyes towards Rope with murderous intent and anger.

The strongest demon king, the most terrifying undead and evolutionary.

Two non-human beings meet.

PS:

SCP Foundation Object Class.

"Safe": An entity or item that is effectively and reliably contained.

"Euclid": An individual or object whose behavior cannot be correctly predicted.

"Keter": A project that is extremely hostile and destructive to humans and civilization.

"Anomalous": Items to be assessed for value and grade.

Chapter [-] Immortality and immortality, the battle of two inhumans

Gradually, the sound of firearms disappearing.

Soldiers who fought SCP-682 also realized what "something" had happened, and stopped attacking, or took the initiative, or retreated upwards under the reminder of their teammates.

The black-haired youth and the lizard looked at each other for a long time.

It wasn't until an old man with gray hair and a researcher's uniform was lifted up that Rope shifted his gaze slightly.

"We met again, Dr. Kevin Hollard. But you don't look as energetic as you did."

"Cough cough."

Kevin coughed lightly with a pale face. Although he was not directly attacked by SCP-682, the destructive power still caused the old doctor to lose half his life.

"Pesri and you... have some agreement?"

"Yes." Rope said with a wave of his hand.

"Get out of here, I'll take over the containment of SCP-682. Around dinner time today, you'll see a dying lizard in a cage -- or a lizard's corpse."

"682 is immortal..."

Kevin tried his best to find the thick and collapsed information paper from his shirt. Even though he was covered in dust, the information was still protected as if it were new.

"The European termination test quantified it, but after returning to normal physical laws, SCP-682 immediately regenerated a brand new body...then there was no way we could repeat that test...hope this information will help you help."

Kevin handed over the 682 file that he almost took his life to keep.

There are many doctors in the SCP Foundation who are eccentric, crazy, and useless, but this one in front of Rope undoubtedly has the most orthodox concept of human kindness. For the "correct" plan, he can even make the Foundation's strict rules. Abandon it like a shoe.

In Kevin's mind, those rules were nothing compared to human life.

Ropey reached out and took the file, glanced at it casually, and threw the confidential file to a certain soldier like garbage.

"Take your doctor to treatment, I don't need these things."

"you……"

"Doctor, you can call me Rope."

The black-haired youth turned his head and waved lightly, signaling the soldiers to leave.

The soldiers silently saluted Rope.

Although their intuition told them that the black-haired youth was not human, and might be something like a containment, it was an indisputable fact that the other party saved them and faced SCP-682 alone, and the soldiers knew how to give them the most basic of life Respect.

With the continuous retreat, the door of the special alloy was closed.

In the empty cave, only 682 and Rope remained.