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It was as if a train had traveled through time and space from the Middle Ages through the empty wilderness, and in an elegant and luxurious carriage, "Lu Mingfei" opened his eyes and slowly sat up from the bed.

Before, Lu Mingfei was in Professor Guderian's entrance counseling, when he heard the word dragon slaying, he was completely dizzy, An Yi didn't know what happened to this guy, but he could feel this guy's violent mental fluctuations, and then this guy fainted, if Lu Mingfei lost consciousness, then An Yi could temporarily control this body, he did a lot of this kind of thing, he often took advantage of Lu Mingfei to come out and wander after he was asleep, and let himself fly at midnight, That's why the guy wakes up every morning complaining about how he aches and why his snacks suddenly don't go out overnight.

An Yi reached out and picked up a cup of hot water from the bedside table, saw that the temperature seemed to have just poured, and gave it a thumbs up.

He was putting the rim of his cup to his lips when a deep voice sounded.

"Hey, you're awake." The person who spoke was a burly man with long iron-gray hair and gray-blue pupils that seemed to be of Aryan descent, and he smiled innocently, giving people a sense of affinity, but more of a waste material, just like Lu Mingfei.

"How can anyone say that other people's waste materials are scrap when they meet for the first time!" The gray-haired dog, who has unkempt hair and doesn't care about his personal image at all, complained.

"Huh? Did I say what I wanted? An Yi pretended to be surprised and said.

"So what the hell is a grey-haired dog! I'm iron ash! Iron Ash! The man who emphasized that his hair was of pure Aryan blood, looked at the smile on the corner of An Yi's mouth, and scratched his head helplessly: "I'm tired, obviously this guy wasn't like this at the beginning, I thought you also had a waste soul, forget it, introduce yourself, my name is Fingal." ”

"I'm ...... Well, Lu Mingfei, you should know. An Yi thought about it and finally used Lu Mingfei's name, Fingal still has a lot of mysteries hidden, An Yi doesn't plan to expose it yet, in fact, he didn't think about exposing himself in front of Nuno.

"You know, what about S-class students, they're famous." Fingal exaggerated his hand danced, "I just don't know how you got misprioritized, come with us." ”

"Maybe it's because I'm a few days late." An Yi said calmly.

"Huh? Did you go to do anything? Fingal's eyes widened in curiosity, making him think that this guy looked like a large Labradoodle.

"I didn't do anything, I just pretended to be a force, and then slapped a wave of faces, and by the way, I saved the world or something." An Yi shrugged his shoulders and talked nonsense casually.

"It's okay to save the world, but our Department of Information lacks talents like you!" Fingal patted Lu Mingfei on the shoulder, and then laughed out loud.

An Yi rolled his eyes and moved his body quietly, so that the other party did not know what he had eaten, and the oil-stained hand was placed on his shoulder.

"Woo-" The sound of the train's whistle suddenly remembered, and An Yi could feel that the speed of the train was gradually slowing down, as if it had arrived at its destination.

Fingal, who was also aware of this, took two steps forward, then opened the thick curtains, the warm sunlight shone in, and he opened the window with a "swish", poked his head out to look out at the scenery, and the strong wind pressure blew his iron-gray messy hair.

"Ha, we're going to Kassel, Lu Mingfei." Fingal turned back to Lu Mingfei with a big smile.

"Is there anything I need to pay attention to?" An Yi pondered for a moment and asked.

"There's probably nothing to pay attention to at the Kassel Academy...... Fingal scratched his head in annoyance, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he held out his hand and pointed: "You have to pay attention, the burgers are free every Friday night, and the amount is huge!" ”

"......" An Yi was silent for a moment, then turned around and prepared to leave.

"Huh!! I'm kidding! Fingal grabbed Anyi's leg like a defeated dog and hurriedly said, "Professor Guderian asked me to tell you that when you get out of the car, he is waiting for you in the office, and he has something to explain to you." ”

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SCP-180 takes the form of a hat or other form of headdress or hair ornament. The identity of the individual who placed SCP-180 on their head was "stolen" by the hat. This effect can make the original owner completely unrecognizable, even by people who are very familiar with the individual. When observing a person whose identity has been stolen, the individual can only vaguely describe their characteristics, such as hair color, eye color, skin color, or clothing features, but cannot identify them. This effect will persist until SCP-180 selects a new host.

Once SCP-180 has stolen the identity of the original owner, when SCP-180 is placed on the head of any other individual, the identity of the original subject will be engraved on the second subject. This phenomenon occurs not only in humans, but also in animals or still lifes. For example, when a hat is placed on it, the dog, the statue, and the coffee table are mistaken for the original owner of SCP-180.

SCP-180's appearance changes depending on the host. However, this effect is only visual. This object has appeared in the form of top hats, beanies, baseball caps, tie-dye printed bandanas, hairpins, hijabs worn by women, motorcycle helmets, etc. Magnetic resonance imaging and 3D ultrasound imaging have revealed that SCP-180 is in fact nothing more than an old piece of linen or other cloth resembling a mask or shroud. Placing SCP-180 properly on the head will actually cover the face. Research has yet to explain how or why SCP-180's manipulated radiation (visible and infrared) creates artifacts.

For safety reasons, the wearing of all headgear (including hairpins and bows) is strictly restricted at 76 sites in Reliquary Research Containment. Violators of this rule are subject to a body search, movement within 76 locations, and a DNA identification test.

The current appearance of SCP--180 is to be reported to security on a daily basis. Security services should be notified immediately if a person in the Department is unknown but who is dressed or acts as if they belong to the Department (whose identity may be stolen).

SCP-180 takes the form of a hat or other form of headdress or hair ornament. The identity of the individual who placed SCP-180 on their head was "stolen" by the hat. This effect can make the original owner completely unrecognizable, even by people who are very familiar with the individual. When observing a person whose identity has been stolen, the individual can only vaguely describe their characteristics.

PS: Cover your face, I recommend you to read it after 1 o'clock, I'm now because I simply make up the number of words, and then slowly change it back.