Chapter 36: with translation of chapter title

Three-layer detention area.

After the hive fell completely into Sui Bian's hands two months ago, the formerly empty cell blocks began to be filled with residents wearing orange uniforms.

Their uniforms, or rather the prisoner garb, bear a clear D‑prefixed number on the back, such as D‑0001 and so on.

Most of them are death row inmates from Colorado, while the rest are mostly serial rapists and child molesters—people whose crimes do not merit death—and they are Umbrella's most useful and valuable employees, the D‑class personnel.

At the same time, the detention area also has several single rooms with higher security clearance, used to temporarily contain Nyx‑level and Safe‑level humanoid anomalies.

The plague doctor, who was recently taken under Alpha's control, is currently occupying one of these rooms.

Local time in Raccoon City, 18:02.

Inside the room numbered 001.

Hmm~ hmm~

The plague doctor was humming an unknown tune in his magnetic voice, seeming to be in a good mood.

The room is spacious, with a square layout, about forty square meters, featuring a comfortable single bed and a wooden desk and chair.

And it has an attached toilet with a shower stall; just that alone would make the D‑class personnel envious.

D‑class personnel have a weekly communal shower time, but…

In American prisons, soap‑related incidents always occur, but it's unclear whether the plague doctor needs to use the toilet and shower; otherwise it would be a waste.

Besides, the room can accommodate more furnishings and items, but these can be requested from the hive only if the anomaly behaves well.

At this moment, the plague doctor lay on the bed flipping through his notes, looking quite content.

"Whoosh—" the sound of the metal cell door rising interrupted the plague doctor's humming and reading.

As soon as the door rose, several individuals in dark‑gray uniforms, wearing bulletproof vests, tactical belts, and black berets, armed with P90s, quickly entered the cell.

Their gun barrels were aimed at the plague doctor as he slowly sat up from the bed.

"Ah…" the plague doctor said in a rather helpless tone, spreading his hands: "Is it really necessary to mobilize such a force every time?"

"Of course." As soon as the plague doctor finished speaking, Sui Bian's reply came from outside the cell.

Sui Bian entered the cell holding the plague doctor, accompanied by Hank in a black suit and three other Alphas likewise dressed in black suits.

After Hank and the Alphas placed the plague doctor in this cell, they handed over his supervision to the hive side, so they were not equipped with mechanical exoskeletons or other personal gear.

Although the armed security is inferior to the USS, they have lavender spray and a tight containment system, which is more than enough to watch over the plague doctor.

Moreover, the plague doctor is usually gentle.

"Oh?" The plague doctor sitting on the bed eyed Sui Bian as he entered, gave a doubtful sound, then said voluntarily: "Sir, you… seem somewhat special; I cannot detect any plague presence on you."

"Could it be that I have no plague?" Sui Bian asked with a light chuckle.

"No, sir." The plague doctor explained with a slight shake of his head: "It's simply undetectable." After saying that, he glanced at everyone present and told Sui Bian: "Sir, these are respectable soldiers; if they maintain their current state, at least in the short term they will not be eroded by the plague."

"Heh, I'll take those words as praise." Sui Bian replied with a light laugh, then continued: "Doctor, I am the leader of these soldiers and even this facility; my surname is Sui…"

"Mr. Sui, where is my new laboratory? Vaccine research is urgent."

Upon learning that Sui Bian was the leader here, the plague doctor hurriedly interrupted his speech and bluntly demanded a new laboratory.

"Please calm down, doctor; I came precisely to resolve this. If this room isn't too cramped for you, how about making it your resting and experimental quarters?"

Sui Bian was not annoyed by the plague doctor's interruption, and he still made the aforementioned suggestion to him.

Upon hearing that, the plague doctor pondered a moment, then nodded: "That's a very good suggestion, sir; I still need experimental material for my experiments."

"No problem." Sui Bian had already expected the plague doctor to say that, so he agreed without hesitation and raised his voice by clapping his hands: "Send the traitors' corpses in; let the doctor see if they're suitable."

As his words fell, the researchers who had been waiting outside pushed two corpse carts into the cell and positioned them not far from the plague doctor.

The two corpses on the carts were Nicola and another UBCS traitor.

"Ah~! Thank you, sir!" Seeing the ready‑made experimental material, the plague doctor sprang from the bed and approached the cart to examine the two corpses closely.

While observing, he commented: "Hmm… these two deceased are already beyond hope, making them ideal experimental material! I want to start the experiment right now! I don't know if I could borrow a cart from you temporarily? It would make the surgery easier."

Having said that, the plague doctor did not wait for Sui Bian's reply and drove away the researchers standing by the cart.

Immediately afterward, the plague doctor took a small black pouch from the side pocket of his black robe, then pulled out medical scissors from it and began to cut Nicola's upper garment.

"Already beyond hope? Then perhaps the plague truly relates to humanity." Sui Bian thought to himself.

He paused.

Sui Bian said to the plague doctor, who was about to begin surgery: "Doctor, I have provided you with good experimental material; as a fair exchange, I need your assistance—how?"

The plague doctor had skillfully finished cutting Nicola's upper garment; without looking up, he took a scalpel from the pouch to proceed to the next step, and replied offhandedly: "Hmm… okay…."

Seeing this, Sui Bian gestured to bring the other experimental specimen into the cell.

Soon, a D‑class personnel wearing an orange prison uniform, with a metal mask on his head, his hands bound in handcuffs and his feet in leg irons, was escorted into the cell by two guards.

This D‑class personnel had been injected with the T‑virus, and the researchers had physically accelerated the infection process; now he or it had become a zombie devoid of memory or consciousness.

"Grr… grr!" The zombified D‑class personnel let out a low growl, attempting to bite and tear at the security controlling it in order to sate its endless hunger.

Unfortunately, all efforts were futile; the zombified D‑class personnel could not break free of its restraints at all.

?

?! Upon noticing the commotion, the plague doctor had merely intended to glance at the D‑class personnel who had become a zombie and then return to his surgery, but upon looking up, he was startled by this peculiarly tempered doctor.

"Wonderful! This patient has already escaped the threat of the plague! Moreover, it is a therapy I have never seen before!"

(End of chapter)