Chapter 36

Astral Express.

March 7th sat on Bai Bai Xuan's lap, snuggled in his arms.

She had finally achieved a small goal.

No longer needing to pretend to play around just to pinch his cheeks.

No longer needing an excuse to listen to bedtime stories just to keep him by her side.

"Xiao Bai, Xiao Bai, quickly analyze what kind of existence this Doctor is within the Foundation."

Bai Bai Xuan ruffled March 7th's short hair and pondered for a moment:

"The syllable 'White' means 'white' in an ancient human language."

"His surname is White, and mine is Bai (White); he is human, and I am human."

"Then, there is only one answer: Dr. 'White' is me, Bai Bai Xuan!"

"Hmm..."

March 7th puffed out her cheeks, gazed at Bai Bai Xuan's profile, quickly pecked his face, and said with a smile:

"That's a reward for Dr. 'White'."

Luo Luo Bote did not continue to ask.

Every Doctor would monitor their researchers to ensure they acted exactly according to their requirements.

The content of the conversation just now was certainly being monitored by the Doctor.

Therefore, he restated the commander's request.

Immediately, the Class C researcher pressed his earpiece, listening intently.

Clearly, Dr. White was speaking.

A moment later, the Class C researcher relayed:

"Dr. White says he will help solve this problem, and later there will be a call from the Staff Department to that commander to persuade him to relax the standards a bit."

Luo Luo Bote had nothing to say; he joined them in the van and drove out of the city.

Re-entering the snowfield, it was already near evening.

Luo Luo Bote no longer saw that massive base vehicle.

In its place was a military stronghold that had risen from the ground, with searchlights illuminating the surroundings so that there were no blind spots.

In barracks protected by walls, soldiers were receiving hazmat suits and checking their equipment.

In huge maintenance stations, various combat vehicles were undergoing repairs and maintenance.

Everyone could feel the thick dark clouds hanging over the city.

When the van approached the checkpoint, the searchlights at the entrance shone over in unison.

The sentry only glanced at the Foundation logo on the vehicle, checked their credentials, and let them pass.

Seeking rating tickets, seeking flowers! ===== CHAPTER 71 =====

Guided by the guards, Luo Luo Bote and his group saw the Foundation's "laboratory."

It was a hospital; although it wasn't much better than a field hospital, it had the advantage of shielding from the wind and cold, and it also had corresponding sterile operating rooms and laboratories inside.

When Luo Luo Bote entered, research on the "zombified" patients was underway.

"Awoo—"

The patient looked at the researchers in white coats before him, baring his fangs, with viscous saliva dripping from the corners of his mouth.

However, his torso, limbs, and neck were all secured with bandages, preventing him from biting anyone.

"Saliva collection complete, send for testing immediately."

"Live muscle tissue collection complete, send for testing immediately."

"Blood collection complete, send for testing immediately."

"Preparation for 'Containment-500' drug experiment beginning; dosage: 1 tablet."

"Be sure to record all indicators!"

"..."

Luo Luo Bote looked at the patient on the operating table constantly making strange noises, then looked at the unconscious man behind him, showing a trace of unbearable pity.

"Will he become like that too?"

The accompanying Class C researcher stopped and looked at this agent, whose clearance level was far higher than his own, and explained:

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"If you are talking about the process of zombification, then I am sorry, but unless he is chosen as a subject for drug testing, there is no possibility."

"If you are talking about live sampling, that won't happen for now. After all, even within the Foundation, there is controversy over the boundary between humans and zombies."

"When there are sufficient samples, the Foundation will still try its best to let them walk their final journey with a bit of dignity."

Luo Luo Bote recalled the blocker medicine issued to him by the Foundation and couldn't help but feel curious.

Since this virus was said to have an "infection rate of 100% and a mortality rate of 100%," how did the blocker medicine block it?

But clearly, the Class C researcher could not have access to information of that level.

If they knew, they might be considered for being sent to "Containment-682," the Hard-to-Destroy Reptile, as a dessert.

He should even less proactively leak the existence of this blocker medicine.

Just then, another Class C researcher hurried over and found Luo Luo Bote:

"Mr. Agent, Dr. White and the gentlemen from the Alliance need to hear your detailed report."

Luo Luo Bote nodded, "Let's go."

Afterward, led by the Class C researcher and under the supervision of two guards, he entered the conference room.

He started from the moment he met the commander's steel division, describing the zombie animals on the snowfield, the herds of zombie sheep in the pastoral areas...

When he finished recounting everything he had seen along the way, as well as the auntie's encounter, everyone present fell silent.

After waiting for a while, Dr. White's voice came through the communicator:

"Infected by 'Containment-008' without being bitten?"

"The intermediate hosts are far more than the various pets we imagined."

Luo Luo Bote knew that from now on, he could no longer interject.

As he expected, the Alliance's Chief Science Officer began to propose his own guesses, but was directly pointed out the loopholes by the Doctor and refuted.

The main point of refutation was the "airborne transmission theory."

"...You can look at the agent in front of you; he has been operating in the epidemic area for more than half a day..."

After arguing for a while, Dr. White suddenly thought of something:

"Agent Luo Luo Bote, do you know if there are any unique creatures here? Things like mosquitoes, cockroaches, etc., all count."

"Insects like flies and mosquitoes that have been contaminated with the virus also have a probability of spreading 'Containment-008'."

Flies and mosquitoes would have long since frozen to death...

Before Luo Luo Bote could reply, the Chief Science Officer suddenly seemed enlightened, his voice in the communicator rising by two octaves:

"I remember now! Last year, a researcher transplanted cold-resistant genes into a type of mosquito!"

"He even excitedly told me that those mosquitoes had already bred for three generations in a natural state!"

Dr. White, Luo Luo Bote, and everyone else: "..."

The viewers watching the footage: "..."

Herta looked at Himeko beside her:

"Interesting. This researcher has a pioneering spirit... daring to try projects that would get him beaten to death."

"But I don't think that's enough."

"If it were up to me, he should have just researched parthenogenic mosquitoes, letting those annoying things complete reproduction without needing males."

"Stelle" nodded blankly.

What is a mosquito? Is it something delicious? She didn't understand; she didn't remember what that was.

Himeko smiled helplessly and said:

"Herta, you're a bit extreme."

Herta made two "humph" sounds and went offline to continue watching the live stream.

As for this body, it was just another puppet again. ===== CHAPTER 72 =====