Chapter 766

Herta's purple pupils stared at Bai Xuan in front of her, and on that face that should always be proud, there seemed to be a love that shouldn't exist.

But facing such moving beauty, Bai Xuan didn't answer, just smiled.

To this, Herta wasn't disappointed, or anything, but instead held Bai Xuan's cheeks and continued to kiss him.

After being satisfied, Herta then savored it while smoothing her hair, suddenly remembering something:

"But speaking of which, I do remember a guy who would use D-Class personnel without hesitation."

"Ruan Mei, right?"

"Hmm?" Herta couldn't help but look at Bai Xuan, "You actually weren't deceived by her appearance, treating her as a gentle and understanding big sister."

"In the entire 'Genius Society', Screwllum is the most human-like, Herta is one with a good moral standard... the remaining few, just think a little and you'll know what level they are."

"Do you have to praise people like that?" Herta shook her body, expressing her dissatisfaction.

Bai Xuan: "Geniuses, they have their own characteristics, their own eccentricities, understandable."

Herta: "Did you quietly exclude yourself?"

"Me?" Bai Xuan paused, then shook his head, "I'm no genius, I just know more things."

"Is that so... wait, look, the opportunity is so good today, can you tell me the secret of the Aeons by the way? Please~ I'll do anything~"

Bai Xuan was a bit confused; Herta's contrast when acting cute was a bit big.

"It's possible, but not now."

"Tch—"

"One-Two-Zero" Site-85, Site Director's Office.

In the pure white room, March 7th, "Stelle", and Asta gathered together.

"March, what did the doctor in charge of 'SCP-049' say?"

As the only "old player" among the three who had played before.

Plus, as the acting station master of the "Herta" space station, she often dealt with curios.

Asta naturally became the temporary leader.

"In the plan he submitted, the first item is to send a D-Class personnel into 'SCP-049's' containment room."

March 7th was in a white lab coat, subconsciously hugging her arms and rubbing them, maybe the cold air from the vent was blowing hard.

But, more so, it was because of the coldness inadvertently shown by the Foundation, the lack of pity for life.

In the eyes of Foundation researchers, D-Class personnel really were no different from lab mice.

—March 7th was naturally brave and unparalleled in fighting the "Legion", but if she were asked to deal with lab mice, she really might not be able to do it.

"... Station Master Asta, are we really going to approve this plan?"

Seemingly considering the varying moral levels of players, and the gap in players' understanding of the Foundation.

The designer of the "Foundation Grand Game" level very thoughtfully provided players with optional plans through NPCs.

So that players wouldn't enter the game and find that not only were SCPs found by luck, but even the experimental steps, which they were completely ignorant about, had to be designed by them.

In every sense, this was no easier than academic study or working overtime.

The plan March 7th mentioned.

Was submitted by a doctor related to the "SCP-049" project on her way here.

As Asta fell into deep thought, the office fell into silence again; the cold wind blown by the central air conditioning carried a trace of chill, and the various files piled around the room were not stable and could fall at any time.

"Should I say it's worthy of the Foundation..." Asta hugged her arms, sighed long, muttered in a low voice, half emotion, half helplessness.

"I almost forgot, one of the ways the Foundation studies SCPs is by using D-Class personnel for experiments."

She raised her head, her blue pupils looking at the ceiling, knowing this was the only answer:

"There should be alternative plans... there should be..."

"Station Master Asta, shall we do the later experiments first?" March 7th's mood was also a bit dull.

Why is there a game that makes players be the bad guys? The designer of the "Foundation Grand Game" is really bad enough!

In the distance, Bai Xuan sneezed inexplicably.

Herta teased with a smile: "Broken, now someone really needs to see a doctor... wait, don't move around!"

"That's all we can do," Asta waved her hand.

"However, using D-Class personnel directly from the start, I don't even dare to think about what the materials for subsequent experiments will be."

Watching SCP files through a screen and entering the game to personally experience a containment process felt completely different.

Watching the Foundation use D-Class personnel as consumables and personally approving the use of D-Class personnel as consumables were two different feelings.

The former is watching a documentary, watching a cruel but unavoidable story.

The latter is personally erasing life.

—Even if D-Class personnel, in real history, are unforgivable criminals, in the game, they are just a string of code.

But, this place was too real, making Asta unable to treat everything here with the mentality of treating a game.

"Other experiments might be a bit better." Saying that, March 7th handed the document to Asta, letting the latter look it over.

Asta took the document and browsed it quickly.

"Goat corpse... chimpanzee corpse... cow corpse... compared to D-Class personnel, these experimental materials are much easier to accept."

"Sigh... next time let's play some exposed files, or see what recommended levels streamers have."

Using animal corpses as experimental materials sounded a bit strange.

But considering the "Plague Doctor's" ability to create zombies, it wasn't hard to understand the researcher's train of thought.

"That's it..."

The level that was supposed to be for dating and deepening feelings had turned into a trial of morality.

How could this be endured!

Leaving the office, the three walked all the way along the corridor, occasionally picking a lucky employee to ask for directions, and finally arrived at an unfamiliar area.

【Biological Sample Area】

March 7th took out her ID card, swiped it on the access control, and the closed gate opened in response.

But unexpectedly, behind the isolation door, she saw an unexpected figure.

A man and a woman, one black-haired and one gray-haired, both wearing white lab coats, seemingly waiting here for a long time.

It was Bai Xuan who didn't know where he went for field duty, and Herta who shouldn't be here.

"???"

"Little Bai... and Ms. Herta." March 7th and "Stelle" instantly became reserved.

Asta on the side walked up thoughtfully, blinked at Bai Xuan, and then looked at Herta on the side:

"Why are you here too."

"Why, don't you welcome me?" Herta put her hands on her hips, pretending to be angry.

"No, no," Asta waved her hands quickly, "I didn't mean that—"

"I'm here to see how your progress is." Herta interrupted Asta, saying something vague.

Just as Asta mistakenly thought Herta was concerned about the "SCP-049" strategy progress, she saw those purple eyes of Herta swaying between herself and Bai Xuan.

"Who knows, the progress is still slow."

Asta tried hard to tighten the muscles on her face, while restraining the urge to turn around and run, and spoke in a deep voice:

"Encountered some trouble temporarily—but there should be results soon."

"Fine, I believe you can do it—but I must remind you, once you make up your mind, do it, otherwise if you lose the opportunity, there's no remedy."

Herta said, and then with the footsteps coming from inside the sample area, she finally returned to silence.

Asta felt she had revived instantly.

She exhaled lightly, her trembling brain gradually calmed down, and then looked at Bai Xuan, asking softly:

"Why did you come?"

"To help." Bai Xuan said concisely, "The identities you chose, two Foundation agents, one in the administrative direction, it's no problem to guest star as a doctor temporarily."