The Endless Shuttle

"snort!"

Iris didn't expect Abel to have such a big reaction, she looked at Abel's face, carefully pinched the sickle blade and pushed it away from her neck.

If ordinary people dared to provoke Abel, he would have been torn to pieces by a Semitic woman, which shows that she really cares about Iris.

"Night is not the time for a guy like you, go back to your place."

Abel put away his scythe.

"If I see you on the battlefield again this time, I will cut off your legs while killing the opponent. Anyway, you have that ability. It doesn't make any difference to you whether you have legs or not?"

"It's scary! Sister Abel, you are so scary!"

Iris horribly protected her pair of legs that could be called "the gospel of leg control".

"I helped you transfer from Europe to Japan, and I brought your coffin here with you, but sister Abel, you wanted to cut off my leg... woohoo."

"Get out!"

In order to avoid continued noise pollution, Abel took a few steps to the edge of the building.

Looking down, humans and their vehicles are as insignificant as ants, shuttling endlessly in the intricate streets, day after day, year after year.

So human beings... The Semitic woman shook her head irritably.

At this time, the five senses that surpassed human beings by several times caught something, which made Abel interested.

At the end of the line of sight, on the path leading to the suburbs, there was a blond woman in a black robe walking alone.

Abel knew her.

A long time ago, she had fought this woman. Her fast movement speed and the intervention of the three-flavored mask made the battle between the two of them end without a winner. Abel was very upset about this.

Now seemed like a good opportunity - to reignite that night's fight.

Well, tonight's prey is decided.

The Semitic woman happily thought about it, she took two steps back, left Iris alone, and jumped straight from the top of the terrifyingly high floor.

Iris has nothing to do with it.

...

At the same time, in a containment area in Europe that used to belong to the SCP Foundation, Olsen took time out of his busy schedule to come here, trying to find a different kind who could share his worries.

The "Two-Faced Tree" is too huge.

Inheriting the wreckage of the SCP Foundation, all aspects of things, even though occupying the mask manipulates many elites among humans to work for them, Olson still urgently needs talents, especially compatriots who belong to the same position.

"Miss Cain, you don't mind if I call you that?"

"It doesn't matter."

In front of Olsen is an Arab or Middle Eastern girl, whose appearance is about eighteen to twenty-four years old.

She has a tall build of 180cm, short black hair and blue eyes. The girl's upper limbs, lower limbs, and collarbone were all replaced by unknown substances and unknown metals, and the forehead was etched with strange runes that obviously came from Sumerian culture.

The original "SCP-073", the code given to her by the Foundation was "Cain".

Unlike the "Abel" associated with her code name, this inhuman is very gentle. Although her form of power is extremely deadly, the former Foundation still gave her a "Euclid" rating and even allowed her to be in the facility. Free movement and conversation.

After the SCP Foundation was destroyed, Olsen released most of the sane aliens. Most of them chose to leave or join the "Two-Faced Tree". Only "Cain" still chose to stay in the containment zone where she was held. So Olsen decided that this young lady would definitely be an excellent person to deal with the relationship between humans and monsters. …

"I just said straight to the point, Miss Cain, please help me."

Olsen sat on the other side of the table, his head bowed slightly.

"The foundation is no longer a shackle that binds you, it is the place where you should be under the blue sky and white clouds. At least for the sake of being different, let's contribute to this new organization that is still in infancy !"

Cain smiled and shook his head.

"I never thought that the organization used to be the shackles that bound me. They didn't control me too much, and it's good to stay here. Besides..." She sighed in embarrassment: "The footprints I walked, food and plants are all If it can’t grow, I’m afraid not only it won’t help you, but it will also cause you more trouble.”

One of Cain's abilities, the place she walked was limited to a radius of 20 meters, and all the land would become extremely barren, unsuitable for the growth of any known plants. Also, any items made by living creatures on the way, such as wood and paper, will be reduced to ashes when they touch Cain.

If in ancient times when agricultural technology was underdeveloped, it would not be an exaggeration for Cain to be called the disaster star that destroyed mankind.

After all, there are many human beings who died of famine in history, and land is one of the most important resources even now.

"You should know that most cities are now made of concrete roads, and your abilities will not have much impact."

Olson didn't seem to hear Cain's tactful refusal, and still insisted.

This time, the middle-eastern girl didn't even respond, she just quietly drank the white water in the cup.

Olsen gritted his teeth and raised his final weapon.

"Miss Cain, I don't know if you are not well-informed. Someone who has a great relationship with you has now successfully integrated into human life?"

Olsen was talking about Abel, and he knew that Abel followed Rope to Tokyo.

As for whether he has "integrated into human life"... Anyway, there are no rumors of massacres in Tokyo, so it should be his lord, Luo Pei, who disciplined him securely, and it doesn't make any difference.

"!?"

The big killer worked, and Cain's expression turned into surprise for the first time.

"Has she... really changed?"

"I don't know, why didn't you confirm it yourself?" Olsen held out his hand and said with a smile, "As long as you promise to join us, we will help you meet her."

Cain fell silent.

For Abel, Cain felt very guilty.

She wanted to make up for the mistakes made a long time ago, but Abel had long since lost his ability to communicate, and became violent and bloodthirsty, destroying everything with the attitude of a warrior. Cain had hoped that the SCP Foundation could make Abel change, but the Foundation let her down, and the behavior of only suppressing and containing made Abel fall into deeper hatred again and again.

If it can be changed...then...

The girl stood up and nodded to Olsen.

"I promise you."

"Great..."

Before Olsen could finish his joy, Cain interrupted him.

"However, let me confirm her status first, and then... I will do my best to help you, whether you want to use my ability like that organization, or something else."