Chapter 758

"Plague Doctor"?!

Seeing the figure under the steps not far away, "Stelle" was stunned for a moment, almost thinking she had misread.

The "Foundation Grand Game" seemed quite friendly; as soon as she entered the game, it made her run into the target.

"Stelle" habitually raised her hand to grab, wanting to pull a weapon from the front, but after several attempts, nothing happened.

Only then did she realize that this was the "Foundation Grand Game", not the real world.

In the game, she didn't inherit her strength from reality; she couldn't summon a baseball bat, couldn't use a fire lance, let alone open a portal or air-drop a "Creation Engine".

Fortunately, no matter how weak she was in the game, it was fake.

As long as she remained strong in reality, it wasn't a big deal.

Just then, she suddenly heard a rhythmic knocking sound.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

Short and crisp.

"Stelle" looked back and saw a girl wearing a bulletproof vest knocking on the car window.

Pink hair and blue eyes, it was Asta.

And not far behind Asta, there were more than a dozen fully armed agents.

They were pitch black, holding steel guns, standing or half-crouching, with their gun muzzles over the cover in front of them, maintaining a vigilant posture.

"Stelle" shook her head, having a certain understanding of the current situation, and raised her hand to the car door handle, pushing the door... but there was no reaction.

Only then did she notice that the car door next to the driver's seat was dented inward.

In the vehicle parked not far away, with a lamppost embedded in the front.

A man was lying on the steering wheel, unconscious, and a mother and daughter were huddled in a corner of the car, mouths agape, staring in terror at the people outside the window.

Obviously, after the zombie crisis broke out, for some reason, a civilian vehicle first hit "Stelle's" car, then lost control and hit the lamppost.

Seeing that the door next to her wouldn't open, "Stelle" quickly unbuckled her seatbelt, kicked open the passenger door, and crawled out.

Asta helped "Stelle" out of the vehicle and hid to the side:

"Just you? March and Little Bai aren't with you?"

"No."

"Stelle" shook her head; she was also curious about where Bai Xuan and March 7th had gone, and was about to ask Asta the same question, but the other party seemed to have no clue either.

Of course, besides the whereabouts of Bai Xuan and March 7th being unknown, there was also the current situation.

This was the "SCP-049" "Plague Doctor" file, right?

She hadn't remembered wrong, right?

Why were there zombies?

Was "SCP-008" "Zombie Virus" leaked? Could multiple SCPs appear in one file at the same time?

Actually, was the "SCP-049" file actually some end-of-the-world scenario?

And...

How should they contain the "Plague Doctor"?

Friendly communication? Or use force to make the other party surrender?

Did firearms really have a deterrent effect on the "Plague Doctor"?

If they launched an attack, what kind of reaction might the "Plague Doctor" have?

If the "Plague Doctor" was angered, what kind of consequences might it cause?

Unconsciously, "Stelle" didn't even realize that she had raised a series of questions in just a few seconds and started thinking about countermeasures.

She also realized for the first time how much wisdom of Foundation personnel and sacrifices in action were hidden under the simple three words of the Foundation's "Mission Statement".

"Stelle" threw her series of questions to Asta, and the latter suddenly looked like she had been silenced, falling into hesitation.

A moment later, this acting station master of the "Herta" space station gave the most concise answer:

"I don't know."

Asta had a vague feeling that these humanoid existences that looked no different from zombies were not zombies and had no direct connection to the "Zombie Virus".

They were more likely born because of the "Plague Doctor", and their number in the Foundation was either "SCP-049-1" or "SCP-049-2".

Just then, she suddenly remembered Bai Xuan's hint before entering the game.

"'Pestilence'."

"'Pestilence'?" "Stelle" looked confused, "You mean, these zombies are related to some kind of 'Pestilence'?"

"Just a guess," Asta looked at those humanoid entities.

They could only be said to still have a humanoid shape; as long as they were human, anyone who took a few more looks would not classify them as human anymore.

Or, in the category of the living.

Its mere existence was a distortion and blasphemy against the natural order, a weird echo, a satire on life.

Their skin was pale as paper, almost transparent, and the blue-black vascular network was clearly visible.

They were once living beings, but now they were distorted by the brand of death, their eyes empty, without any light of life.

They exuded an indescribable aura, neither the warmth of the living nor the stench of a corpse, but a chilling sense of dead silence.

Asta frowned; she detected a sense of incongruity in those monsters.

It seemed... the boundary between life and death was blurred in them.

"'Plague Doctor'... 'Plague Doctor'... 'Pestilence'..."

Asta muttered, suddenly having an extremely bold guess in her heart:

"'Stelle', do you think it's possible... that those zombies are actually patients infected with the 'Pestilence', and after being 'cured' by the 'Plague Doctor', they became like this."

"Not impossible..."

Although this statement sounded a bit bizarre, in front of SCPs and anomalies, anything bizarre could happen, and anything illogical could be staged.

"Stelle" had no other thoughts; the zombie crisis was unfolding, and if they didn't try to solve the problem, no one knew what would happen next.

"Then what should we do now?"

"Stelle" took out a pistol from her waist, loaded it, held it, and fired two shots at a zombie's ankle.

Felt good...

Using a firearm for the first time, "Stelle" had an indescribable sense of familiarity, as if she had already mastered firearms; as long as the target was within effective range, she hit where she aimed.

But the zombie's movement was not affected.

Two black blood flowers bloomed on the ankle; before it could stagger two steps, the pale flesh at the wound regenerated rapidly, completing the repair.

Making "Stelle" and Asta's eyes twitch.

Fortunately, at this moment, a series of gunshots suddenly rang out, "Da-da-da".

They saw another squad complete deployment, using machine guns to suppress the zombies' activities.

"Of course... save the family that encountered the car accident first."

Asta also had no clue, but the "Plague Doctor" was still sitting on the steps, taking notes.

Neither wanting to launch an attack nor showing signs of wanting to escape.

Simply put, save the family of three who encountered the car accident first, then let the agents under her command execute memory deletion...