Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

That gesture made Rope inexplicably think of Gargoyle Mask.

"His Royal Highness Rope, you are finally back!" "Ai" said excitedly.

Rope nodded: "It looks like I did a good job of what I explained, thanks for your hard work."

"Where, this is what we should do." "Cry" said modestly: "The three hundred and fifty-five anomalies in Tokyo, except for those who are rational and willing to surrender, the other one hundred and seventy monsters have been executed by our brothers. Including the plaster statues in the "Private Hanasana University Affiliated Academy" that you mentioned, there is not one left, and they are all killed. "

"Anger" added: "There are also some high-level human beings in this city. We have turned them into slaves, so as to provide you and Miss Fujiang with a more convenient life."

"Tokyo, it's already yours."

There are a few good subordinates who will save a lot of worry, which Luo Pei has experienced in God Killer.

Accept a pledge of allegiance, do whatever you need to do, and when you fall asleep, the city becomes his private domain, and he doesn't have to worry about it at all. It's almost going to repeat the situation of becoming the king of gods.

Not bad either.

"Listen to the maid, you went to get the letter from Anzhiju? How are others?" Rope asked.

"Anger" hurriedly handed Rope a letter.

"His Royal Highness Rope, this is the good news for today." "Angry" said.

"Master Anjiju has reorganized the compatriots in Saitama, Chiba, and Shizuoka counties, and spread your reputation. I am afraid that those guys in remote areas will come to Tokyo to pay your respects within a few months. The true color!"

Automatically filtering those flattering words, Rope was a little surprised after reading the envelope.

Dragging the body that was about to step into the coffin board, Anzhiju was able to travel such a long distance in less than half a month and still fulfill his own promised mission. The "reality bender" is truly incredible.

This also proves from the side that if the young Anzhiju was not addicted to the way of stories, I am afraid that he would have become the king of Japanese monsters long ago.

- Although it's useless.

"It's enough to send an email to this kind of news, thanks to Anzhiju still using such a retro method."

"His Royal Highness Luo Pei, we feel bitter about those technologies..." "Sorrow" said helplessly.

"Then go to learn, don't think that monsters don't need modern office, it will save a lot of things."

Rope shook the letter in his hand and threw it back into "Anger"'s arms.

"Reply, let that guy not get tired."

"Yes."

The three-flavor mask bowed its head.

Then, "Anger" looked at SCP-173 sitting quietly beside Rope, and asked hesitantly.

"His Royal Highness Luo Pei, if it is convenient, this lady is...?"

The tea-haired girl's breath made Sanwei Mask uneasy. If it wasn't for Luo Pei beside her, Sanwei Mask would have been on alert long ago.

Unspeakable fear.

"Let's be a companion for now." Luo Pei waved his hand and said, "This is my business, you don't have to worry about it. In addition, Kawakami Tomoe's words are not equivalent to my orders, so don't follow them all stupidly."

"Yes."

"Hey! Am I still there?"

Coming from the courtyard, the neatly dressed black long straight girl was very dissatisfied.

"It's for you to listen to, so that you won't be greedy enough to swallow an elephant, and let the three-flavor mask get some dangerous things."

"Excessive! What dangerous things can I ask for besides art and money and jewelry?"

"Oh? Then what do you think of the cursed god on the table in the southeast corner?"

"That's the statue of the God of Disaster in Yonglu Year, it's very rare..."

Sanwei Mask saw the conflict between the master and the mistress, and the IQs were not bad, they quietly retreated, and one by one they exited the villas of Rope and Kawakami Tomoe.

These days, they have already settled down.

Night came quietly.

Although SCP-173 has been docile since leaving the island, Rope did not take it lightly, at most adding a comfortable bed to the cage that was summoned as a reward for docility.

After that, it was time for Miss Kawakami Tomoe to pay the price for her back talk.

——Rope will not let her go easily.

Chapter [-] The Dictator of the Institute

From winter to spring, the average temperature of the weather has been pulled up every day by the passage of time. Coupled with the cloudless sky and the sun, the early morning of the second day after returning is particularly comfortable.

SCP-173 has no symptoms of environmental incompatibility, and after the first night of returning to the human city after decades, she is still as peaceful as she is on the island.

So, under the dissatisfied eyes of the monster girl because of what happened last night, Luo Pei took some of his notebooks that were about to be dusty, and set out on the road to a new job.

The location is the Institute of Physics in a remote area of ​​Tokyo.

Although the research institute still belongs to the SCP Foundation in name, but under the obscure operation of Kevin and Wingate, the entire well-equipped area is like a territory without a lord, waiting for its "king" and "queen", And the huge project that is about to start.

Nine twenty in the morning.

When the black-haired young man rushed to the periphery of the research institute, the entire research building with white as the keynote had already "awakened". Most of them were Asian researchers in white robes, and only a few wore SCP Foundation uniforms and were fully armed. Soldiers, they are either anxiously or excitedly waiting for the first announcement after the change of house - the order of the new supervisor Rope.