Rope awkwardly put down the girl's neatly folded black trousers in the closet, spreading his hands out in helplessness.

"If it is a secret technique, which is what you know as "magic", then there are things on it that I need to add, and I'm happy to help. But before I leave, all the runes and formations of various effects have been etched on the prototype of the time machine, right? Therefore, the work I am responsible for is over long ago..."

"Theory, the theory!"

The girl patted the desktop vigorously.

"You only talked about the effects of the comic strips, but you didn't say how they achieved this effect! If you want me to combine magic and technology, without giving me theoretical proof, are you making things difficult for me!?"

"Didn't Wingate explain to you?"

"Old Mr. Pisri's scientific and technological knowledge is a new system!!!"

This is the source of Makise's irritability.

The secret technique, the former SCP containment, the knowledge of Iss in Pisri, the normal human technology, a few mixed together can no longer be said to be pluralistic creations, it is simply a hodgepodge.

The girl can find the right path from this chaos like a ball of wool and put it into reality, which is already an incredible talent.

For this reason, let alone her personal time, she has almost lived in the research institute in the past few months.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Luo said apologetically.

"I will explain the principle of the secret technique to Hong Lisu in detail, but... are you sure you can understand it?"

Makise Kurisu dropped her shoulders in frustration, and sighed.

"...I tried my best. The time machine has completed seven tenths, and the rest is in the stage of correction and verification. Anyway, it's already like this. It's not a big deal to eat some magic knowledge... Maybe I can still become magic. What about the girl... the sixteen-year-old magical girl... heh."

"I will do my best."

Rope said solemnly.

"Lalaier text, the book of the dead, the book of Ibonne, the secret of the worm, as long as Hong Liqi you want to learn, I will never have the slightest reservation!"

"What are those! How come it sounds so terrible! Are you a black magician!"

"With the Cthulhu demigods currently active, there is no guarantee that they will grow tentacles in the future."

"I'm really sorry that the earth needs a big devil like you to save it!"

Extremely proficient in Tucao.

Whenever I get along with a black-haired youth, Makise Kurisu will find the feeling of seeing all kinds of absurdity when he was addicted to "@ch" before.

It's just that this time it is no longer a fantasy of the Internet, but a real reality.

"No way, this guy, if you don't do something quickly..."

The girl covered her face, and began to play with Internet language again.

After such a disturbance, the atmosphere is indeed much better than before, and Makise Kurisu's expression is no longer so frowning.

"Relaxation" is the most suitable medicine for people in stressful work.

"Uh... Am I here at the wrong time?"

At the doorway, a slightly playful old man's voice rang.

He was in a neat suit, his silver hair was combed meticulously, and he was holding a large number of paper documents in his right hand.

Wingate Pisri seemed very comfortable with his new identity.

"Good afternoon, Wingate." Rope greeted with a smile.

"How does it feel to move from an SCP funder to a new organization?"

"It feels great. Your Excellency Rope. An unconstrained life, super high salary, several times more than staying on the path where birds don't shit." The old man laughed.

"Or do you need me to call you "BOSS"? "

"You come here less."

Rope waved his hand.

"Is it for the "time machine" thing? Kevin is not with you? "

"I'm not the lover of that stodgy bastard, why do I have to be with him." Wingate said with disgust.

He walked in, fully embodying a kind old man's care for his younger generation, smiled and nodded to Makise Kurisu, and put the file on the table.

"Ms. Makise, it is a possible proposal for the correction of the curve time point. About three thousand or so, please be sure to resolve it within a week."

"Well……"

Makise Kurisu looked at the higher and higher file mountain, and tears were brewing in her purple eyes.

"You bully..."

Pisri quickly denied it.

"Hey hey hey! Don't say that, Miss Makise! Your Excellency Lopey is still there, and I must not want to be sent to the Amazon jungle to play with the black caiman crocodile."

"If you don't want to go, it's better to explain to me why all of them are thrown to Hong Lisu?"

Rope folded his arms and looked at the old man.

"Hollard, are there so many researchers in the entire institute who are mentally retarded?"

Before Pisri could speak, a tired voice took over the black-haired youth's question.

"I'm not mentally retarded... Mr. Rope..."

Kevin stared at the two big panda eyes and walked in from the door with the high-strength coffee.

"What we gave to Ms. Makise is already a necessary document after careful selection. After all, she is the person who knows the time machine best, and some things have to go through Ms. Makise's hands." Kevin smiled wryly.

"As for re-sharing the work... With all due respect, Mr. Luo Pei, my office of more than 100 square meters has long been buried with documents, and the high-encryption hard drives are also filled with five or six, and other capable researchers are also This is mostly the case...we have not been overworked and it is considered proper maintenance."

The paradoxical thing like the time machine is very cumbersome, and it is not at all a level of "1+2+3+4=10".

Even with countless black technologies and the help of Lopez's secret technique, the manufacturing process is still troublesome and makes people feel nauseous.

——To ensure safety, there are too many things to consider.

"Ok……"