Chapter 769

"If you don't even know what 'the plague' is, how can you ever become a real doctor?"

"In this world, there are amateur doctors everywhere; even though 'the plague' is visible everywhere, they always choose to turn a blind eye to it."

"Sigh... that is why I am the only one who can study 'the plague' and research the ultimate treatment plan. Amateur doctors cannot even grasp what 'the plague' is."

Following this, he looked toward Bai Xuan:

"Thank you for the materials provided by the Foundation. If there are any new developments or breakthroughs, I am always willing to share them with you."

"That would be perfect." Bai Xuan smiled, then left the containment chamber together with Herta.

As they departed, the containment chamber's door closed tightly once more, and cold, sharp light flickered within the room.

The 'Plague Doctor' first took several yellowed, ancient anatomical charts from his bag and hung them on the wall.

He then proceeded to continuously take out medical supplies—all sorts of them: scalpels, scissors, forceps, hooks, saws, silver needles, gauze...

After finishing all this, he walked slowly to the operating table and continued to touch the cold corpse, as if he were touching the body of a lover.

The brief segment of facing the anomaly head-on ended quickly; as the alloy blast door before them closed rapidly, the two had already left the space ruled by the 'Anomaly' and returned to the realm of 'Normality.'

Watching the agents dutifully performing their guard duties at the entrance, Herta felt a sense of relief for no reason.

But this sense of relief lasted only for a moment before it was shattered by the unfolding events that followed.

Leading to the temporary containment chamber of 'Anomaly-049' was a deep, long corridor; both sides of the corridor were illuminated by bright lights, and emergency isolation gates could be seen at regular intervals.

Between the gates were containment chambers with doors tightly shut, some with numbers engraved on their nameplates, others completely blank.

And under the bright lights not far away, three figures stood side by side, blocking the way with an overwhelming presence.

"Mr. Bai Xuan and Ms. Herta certainly have a close relationship." Asta's voice rang out faintly, her gaze filled with resentment.

Seemingly to state their position, or perhaps to express their dissatisfaction, as Asta's voice fell, March 7th and Stelle respectively made the motions of drawing a bow and swinging a baseball bat.

It was as if the moment they left the game, the 'Herta' Space Station would break news that would shock the entire galaxy.

Herta's thoughts immediately shifted away from 'Anomaly-049,' and for once, her expression showed a hint of awkwardness and unease.

She suddenly remembered that there were cameras in the containment chamber of 'Anomaly-049.'

And all her actions from just moments ago had surely been seen clearly by the three people in front of her.

With ironclad evidence in hand, no matter how she tried to argue, it would be useless.

However, this also saved a lot of effort; there would be no need to waste so many words later, nor would there be a need to slowly have a showdown with Asta.

It was just that having all the problems explode at once made figuring out how to get through the current predicament a difficult problem to solve.

If she was even slightly careless, not only would Bai Xuan's harem catch fire, but her relationship with Asta in the future would also become subtle.

Thinking of this, Herta could only pin her hopes on the gentleman beside her to see how he would handle such heavy sin on his person.

Bai Xuan's gaze did not dodge in the slightest; he swept his eyes over the three ladies who had made full preparations, then took Herta's hand and walked straight toward the three of them.

In Asta's somewhat surprised eyes, Bai Xuan picked her up horizontally and kissed her.

The next second, the entire corridor fell into dead silence.

"That's better." Bai Xuan nodded with satisfaction.

The world of the 'Foundation Grand Game' fell into quiet.

Herta gave Bai Xuan a look of dazed realization; March 7th and Stelle first widened their eyes in surprise, then let out a sigh of relief, and subsequently looked away.

Asta was stunned for a moment, and her gaze toward Bai Xuan became somewhat complex—it wasn't like catching a lover cheating, but she was also a bit unhappy.

Yet this little mood dissipated quickly with the memory of the sensation of their lips touching.

She seemed to be thinking about something; after biting her lip for a while, she took the initiative to touch her lips to his before suddenly blurting out: "Do you like me?"

"I do."

"Mm..." Asta's gaze immediately became evasive.

She looked around, gritted her teeth, and then continued:

"Then I'll take that as the truth, Mr. Boyfriend... I won't ask about the situation with March and 'Stelle,' but everything should follow a first-come, first-served basis, right?"

As she spoke, she raised an eyebrow, her peripheral vision glancing 'inadvertently' toward Herta.

"Uh..." Herta averted her gaze, feeling embarrassed.

This was definitely her fault for jumping the gun, but she couldn't let herself take all the blame.

No matter what, that man burdened with heavy sin had to carry half of it.

But it seemed that even if this guy took the blame, he wouldn't receive any substantial punishment; Asta's gaze, which was practically glued to him, couldn't be fake.

There was no help for it; she would just have to be the villain...

So annoying!

Research was simpler; after all, the data was right there, unlike now, which made her feel like her brain was in chaos.

Held in mid-air, Asta saw Bai Xuan wanting to say something else, puffed out her cheeks, and immediately touched her lips to his again, not separating for a long time.

Such a bold act caused March 7th and Stelle, who were watching the drama on the sidelines, to gasp silently.

After a moment, Asta panted heavily, signaling Bai Xuan to put her down, then stared into those pure black eyes, seeing her own reflection within them, and the dissatisfaction in her heart immediately dissipated.

Even the little complaint on the tip of her tongue turned into a slightly curled corner of her mouth:

"Hehe, the wish has been fulfilled, and Mr. Boyfriend still owes me."

She raised her finger, pointed it at Bai Xuan's upper lip, and applied light pressure, "I don't want to hear any explanations; if you want to explain, actions are more convincing."

As she spoke, Asta turned around, looked at Herta, who was trying hard to act like an invisible person, and took a deep breath.

Just as Herta was bracing herself for endless nagging, she saw Asta's expression relax, her body soften, and she collapsed into Bai Xuan's arms:

"That makes us even... however, please be more frank in the future."

"How could I possibly say that out loud..." Herta muttered, but as soon as she met Asta's gaze, she immediately stopped her grumbling.

"Fine, fine, fine," Herta agreed repeatedly, then crossed her arms and walked in front of Bai Xuan, "So what now? You've won the hearts of both me and Asta; aren't you going to do something first?"

"This... there's no rush." Asta said with a blushing face.

"This is very urgent," Herta stared at Bai Xuan, "Heaven knows if Belobog or the 'Luo Fu' Xianzhou are still harboring designs on him; we must settle this quickly."

"No, that's not what I meant." Asta hurriedly pulled Herta to the side and explained repeatedly.

A moment later, Herta also walked back with a blushing face, "Cough, cough—you really play a wild game, you can even stop time. Fine, I'll listen to you; who told me that both I and Asta chose you."

"Let Asta decide, Xiao Bai." March 7th, who had been idling for a long time, walked over slowly and gave Herta, who used to be high and mighty, a good rub.

"Agreed." Stelle nodded.

Looking at the smiles on everyone's faces, Asta couldn't help but feel some strange sensations in her heart, so she couldn't help but look at the people around her a few more times.

After a brief silence, Asta looked at the gate at the end of the corridor:

"Then let's finish this segment of the plot first; after that, entering the 'game' will probably be a new story."

"At the very least, we should find some lighthearted, family-friendly plots..."

'Anomaly-049' temporary containment chamber.

The 'Plague Doctor' began the surgery.

He picked up the scalpel, let the blade gently slide across the goat's skin, and then carefully examined every organ of the goat, as if looking for some special clue.

Next, the 'Plague Doctor' used a series of surgical instruments to carefully cut, suture, and even applied unknown chemical substances to certain organs.

These substances seemed to have special effects, causing certain parts of the goat's corpse to begin undergoing subtle changes.

And all of this was recorded by him in meticulous detail.

Under his unremitting efforts, the goat's corpse showed astonishing changes.

Some of its parts began to regain vitality, and even some atypical biological characteristics appeared.

The 'Plague Doctor' looked at the goat's corpse, which had regained its vitality, nodded with satisfaction, and wrote a line in his notebook.

【Upon observation, the patient's post-operative response is good.】

And before his eyes, the goat's corpse, which had become 'Anomaly-049-2,' had pure white eyes, and its hairless sheepskin was covered everywhere with traces of needle and thread sutures.