"...Three digits."

"Why are there so many?" Rope frowned.

He remembered that a few months ago, even the picture album and the cleaned up wild monsters were less than three hundred, and now he is going crazy with three digits casually?

The Sanwei Mask said bitterly, "I'm sorry, because there are so many newcomers here... Most of them have heard the story of Lord Anshii, and came to Tokyo to meet you. According to your order, we will They all accepted..."

With the spread of Rope's "Father of Demons" name, more and more anomalies have gathered in the small and lively city of Tokyo. While adding a handful of manpower, the hidden dangers of instability have also been buried.

"Those crazy monsters have not affected the normal world, right?"

"Except for the first few killings, we controlled everything in time. There are not many burial sites in this city, and the problem of the living dead is rather trivial."

Shamisen asked again.

"What do you think about these guys?"

"If you judge it as hopeless, kill it!" Robinson said coldly.

"My subordinates don't need waste that can't even bear this point. Shamisen mask, this city is my very important territory. Remember, especially the area close to the suburban research institute. I don't want to see anyone go crazy. Monsters or living dead."

"Yes!"

The black-haired youth hadn't used this tone to talk to his subordinates for a long time, which made the hairs of the three-flavored mask boarding body stand up.

——Its main existence can make the "devil" feel scared.

"We will do our best to protect your territory!"

"Well, don't forget to spread some beliefs of the "Father of Demons" in the chaos, a kind of human beings that are particularly vulnerable in the face of a sense of crisis. "

After finishing the order, Rope hung up the phone and looked up at the top of the car.

"Protecting the territory"...Tokyo...

Of course, the black-haired youth would not think that the evil omen of an ancient god's stillbirth only broke out in a small city. "Lord of the Dead" Azakaron is getting closer to the world, and the impact must be "world-class".

It is estimated that similar incidents are happening not only in Tokyo, but also in other parts of the world.

...What kind of response will the SCP Foundation do with such a large anomaly?

Rope looked at Wingate's number in the address book. Just as he put his finger on the dial button, the bodyguard in black, sitting in the front seat like a stone sculpture, said aloud.

"Mr. Consultant, the institute is here."

"...Thanks for your hard work."

After hesitating for a moment, Luo Pei put the phone back in his pocket and got out of the luxury car after the bodyguard opened the door respectfully.

In the afternoon, the sun gradually set to the west, and some floors in the internal building of the research institute that were heavily guarded had already turned on the lights, and the controlled researchers were still working hard even after get off work hours.

Walking straight past the guards, Rope came to Makise Kurisu's research supervisor office.

The brown-red-haired girl is gnawing on the dizzying complex academic books, while enumerating formulas on the small blackboard, occasionally frowning because of being too obscure and difficult.

Seeing Makise Kurisu who worked hard for herself, Luo Pei's heart warmed, and the unhappiness just a little bit eased.

The shadow of the mother of the time machine has undoubtedly overlapped with the current maiden's posture.

"Ah, Rope."

Makise Kurisu saw the handsome young man with black hair standing at the door, and hurriedly pulled him in.

"Here here! I just don’t understand. The sinking and distortion of the three-dimensional space will be problematic even if the material level is improved. The things you carve will blur the space between the "A" area and the "B" area. Then The contradiction in formula..."

Luo Pei was dragged by his arm, and the girl's words knocked him dizzy.

He is really struggling with technology. The magic pattern on the time machine can at best be supplemented in the details within its ability, and it will be fruitless to discuss it with him.

The black-haired youth lightly patted the girl's hand and said with a smile.

"It's time to get off work now. Why don't you put the work aside for the time being? Those researchers are still dead, Hong Lisu doesn't have to work so hard."

"what are you talking about!"

Makise Kurisu crossed the willow and said with an indisputable tone.

"The most critical time has come. Success or failure is just around the corner. How could the progress be wasted because of laziness. It was Rope who said that he would build a time machine in a year and a half, but except for the first half a month, You can’t even see your figure in the workplace these days..."

"……Ok."

Ripe had no temper, and Rope shrugged.

"Didn't I care about you."

With that said, the typical arrogant girl immediately stopped her voice, blushing on her cheeks.

"Don't, don't think that I will compromise!"

"Yes, Hong Liqi-sama is free to accuse me, Rope will never retort."

The black-haired young man walked to the table and poured himself a cup of brewed black tea.

"Just don’t force yourself to understand the things you haven’t touched in your life. The mystery that I engraved on the time machine is the same rigorous system as science. If you use your materialistic thinking to over-analyze, it will be very violent. "Very Toxic." My advice to Hong Liqi is to simply functionalize the etched magic lines and don't care about their composition. "

"Even if you say that..."

Makise Kurisu didn't agree with Luo Pei's statement. In her opinion, since she was responsible for rigorous manufacturing, she knew at least the purpose of a small screw, let alone these key things.

"By the way, Hong Liqi."

Rope interrupted the girl's thoughts.

"You have nothing to do recently, right?"

"As you can see, I am all things!"

Makise Kurisu vigorously patted the piles of books on the table.

"If it's a date, you don't have to say it. At first, I was naive to think that Luopei, you really want to protect me..."

"Am I incompetent as a bodyguard, a gentleman?"

"I didn't mean this!"

Makise Kurisu turned her face in embarrassment, and muttered in a low voice.

"If you like... just pick and say it clearly... Treat me like a child... I won't discriminate against you because of your identity, Rope..."