Chapter 175: with translation of chapter title

AP-0367, also known as the Faceless Nurse, is a Nix-class (second) entity.

AP-1166, also called the Antlered Girl, is a Harmless-class entity.

Various anomaly files flash one by one on the helmet screen; the vast majority are hostile or threatening Nix-class entities, while only a few are non-hostile, non-threatening, and willing to cooperate with company control—Harmless-class.

However, Rog found no Hera-class (third) anomalies, since Level Six is a small containment area for entities, most of which can be easily subdued by security.

If Rog chose to leave and take the elevator further down, he would see Hera-class anomalies being contained according to their attributes.

But Rog can simply pull up the files to read them, and besides, his purpose for being here is not to sightsee the anomalies.

Soon, Klaust led everyone to the central area of the cell block, where there is a special cell far larger than the other units.

Klaust went to the terminal on the right side of the cell door, removed his ID card again for verification, then underwent a series of biometric checks and entered a password.

He then used the terminal's microphone to say, "Doctor, the cell door is about to open—please keep your distance."

After saying that, Klaust pressed the red button.

Four armed security guards heightened their alertness, gripping their M41-H (heavy) pulse rifles and aiming them at the slowly opening cell door.

Klaust also took down the spray can hanging from his waist, always at the ready; the can is labeled 'Lavender Spray.'

The thirty members of the Olympus Spear MTF likewise raised their various pulse weapons to assist the security personnel.

In fact, Umbrella already possesses new firearms, but they are issued only to a handful of elite MTFs, such as 141, Charon, the Living Dead, and Hell's Umbrella Soldiers.

Units like the Olympus Spear MTF, which are regiment-level, still equip pulse-series weapons derived from the M41A.

In practice, armed security is also gradually adopting pulse weapons, but they still lag behind MTFs in terms of TPS powered armor.

After all, TPS powered armor is prioritized for MTFs, and Umbrella already has three regiment-level MTFs; even the cheapest TPS version consumes enormous resources in production and maintenance.

At that moment, four Iron Fists received the control box from the technicians, and Rog came up behind the four security guards and Klaust.

Once the cell door was fully opened, the four security guards rushed in first, followed by Klaust.

Then came the Plague Doctor's magnetic voice: "Ah, long time no see, Director Klaust; I hope we don't have to go through this big production every time we meet, okay? Hehe."

Upon hearing the familiar voice, Rog and the four Iron Fists carrying the control box likewise entered the cell.

They entered to observe.

Rog found that the interior was nothing like a containment cell for anomalies; rather, it resembled a comfortable room where the Plague Doctor conducts surgery, experiments, and lives all in one.

In the center stands a multifunctional operating table; to the left are two lab tables laden with test tubes, bottles, and various tools containing medicines, plus the Plague Doctor's black satchel of unknown capacity.

To the right is a cluttered redwood desk strewn with books and papers, beside which stands a piano, along with a personal washroom, a comfortable single bed, a holographic projector, and everything else one might need.

And the Plague Doctor, dressed in black robes and a bird‑beak mask, is currently standing beside the operating table.

Klaust led the four security guards, maintaining about a five‑meter distance from the Plague Doctor, and replied sternly: "Sorry, Doctor, it's just my duty."

"'I understand, I understand,' the Plague Doctor said, waving his left hand."

However, when the Plague Doctor saw Rog and the Iron Fists enter the cell, especially noticing the control box, he exclaimed with barely contained excitement:

"'Hahaha, long time no see, kid! Mr. Sui said you brought me something good, seemingly related to the plague! At last I have new experimental material!'"

"'Long time no see, Doctor,' Rog replied with a light chuckle, and slightly turned his head to look behind him."

The four Iron Fists understood Rog's gesture, stepped forward, passed Klaust and the four security guards, and placed the control box near the Plague Doctor.

With a 'Qi~!' sound, the control box's lid automatically opened.

As soon as the lid opened, everyone heard…

"'Foolish humans! Even if you destroy this fleshly form, you cannot annihilate my true self! When I and Hell fully descend, you, this planet, and even the entire universe will become Hell's playthings!'"

"A white‑clad woman whose eyes glow red, speaking with a resonant voice, lies face‑up in the control box and spews her rhetoric."

"Her—or its—body is bound by titanium‑fiber ropes, struggling but unable to break free."

"Hearing the white‑clad woman start shouting again, Rog stepped forward and once again pinched her neck with his left index finger and thumb, physically silencing her."

"Then, lifting the woman with controlled force, he said to the Plague Doctor: 'Doctor, this is that annoying thing that keeps talking about Hell and demons.'"

"'It's not the plague, I can feel that,' the Plague Doctor said, showing great interest; he placed his hands behind his back, walked around the control box, and came to Rog's front to examine the woman closely."

He observed for a moment.

The Plague Doctor then said: "But it resembles the plague quite a bit—well, how to put it, a variant of the plague? Never mind, let's just call it Hell. Release your grip; I'll interrogate it myself."

Upon hearing that, Rog released his two fingers.

"'Thud!' the woman fell onto the cold floor."

"'Fool…'"

"'Shhh~!'"

The newly freed woman was about to resume shouting insults, but the Plague Doctor had already half‑squatted before her, his left hand touching her right shoulder, his right index finger placed on the tip of her bird‑beak mask, and he emitted a soft 'shhh.'

The woman who had previously annoyed Rog was forced to remain silent.

？！

It strained to open its mouth, but to no avail; it seemed the Plague Doctor's touch prevented it from speaking.

"'Well, this is the kind of cooperative patient I like,' the Plague Doctor said satisfied. 'Don't worry, I'll try to heal you, but first I need to learn about Hell.'"

Saying that, the Plague Doctor looked up at Rog, pointing with his right hand to a nearby lab table: 'Kid, do me a favor and bring my bag over.'

"'No problem, Doctor,' Rog replied eagerly."

Rog only needed a few steps to fetch the black satchel and set it down beside the Plague Doctor's right hand.

The Plague Doctor pressed his right foot on a corner of the black bag, reached inside with his right hand, rummaged around, and finally pulled out a large bone saw.

? ？

Gazing at the bone saw, the white‑clad woman's red‑glowing eyes widened, while the Plague Doctor continued in a flat tone:

"'You say destroying this patient's body won't harm you in the slightest, so I'll try my trusty tool on it—don't worry, I'll control the force.'"

? ！！！

The spider‑brain possessing the white‑clad woman tried to break free, but found it futile, only able to watch helplessly as the bone saw approached.

(End of chapter)