'Doctor'

Author's Note in advance:

The author is introducing this anomaly into the story now. It's somewhat similar in setup to the previous book, but the author needs this anomaly with his vast medical knowledge so that Umbrella in this book can have "Astartes" and "Spartans" (his screen time will increase).

After all, this book no longer has the previous female protagonist, and the plan is to develop technology steadily while substantially cutting back on so-called daily life.

Veteran readers should be able to tell that this book is actually very different from the previous one, and this book has only just begun.

Finally, thank you all for your support and tips~!

Room 407.

One bedroom and one living room.

The lights were bright, the tables and chairs were arranged very neatly, and even the aging, yellowed white floor tiles were kept very clean.

It was just that in the center of the living room stood a homemade operating table, along with various cutting tools hanging on the wall, and a trace of indelible bloodstains, plus a "person" wearing a black robe...

There was an indescribable sense of eeriness.

This "person" stood beside the operating table, about one meter ninety tall, wearing blood-stained white plastic gloves, and also wearing the hood of the robe.

At this moment, this "person" was holding a scalpel, performing some kind of surgery on the corpse lying flat on the operating table.

And beside this "person" were eight Alpha members holding firearms aimed at "him", with Hunk among them.

Because the space in the living room was limited, four Alpha members of Team B were on guard outside the door to support Teams A and B inside the house.

"Drop the scalpel and raise your hands!"

An Alpha standing beside Hunk shouted loudly at that "person", trying to make that "person" stop the movement in his hands.

However, after the somewhat muffled shout through the mask fell, that "person" still went his own way and performed the surgery, completely ignoring the fully armed Alpha members all around.

Seeing this, the Alpha members no longer shouted at that "person", instead gripping the MA5B rifles in their hands and waiting for Hunk's subsequent orders.

"Alpha, prepare the stun gas," Hunk ordered calmly.

Hearing this, two Alpha members in the back slung their MA5B rifles across their chests and reached out to take the gas grenades hanging from their belts.

Only...

"Les jeunes sont calmes, attendez que je finisse l'opération (Young people, keep calm, wait until I finish the operation)."

That self-willed "person" suddenly spoke, delaying the two Alpha members' actions of pulling the grenade pins.

Able to communicate?

And he was even speaking French, with a very magnetic vocal timbre that gave people a very comfortable feeling, and even made the Alpha members think that this "person" was very learned.

"Hmm? Don't understand French? English then?" Seeing that Hunk and the Alpha members did not respond, that "person" switched to old-fashioned English with a 17th- or 18th-century accent and said a sentence.

After speaking, that "person" even raised his hand, turned around, and looked at Hunk and the other Alpha members.

Now, everyone finally got to see the other party's appearance, or to be precise, the appearance of the "mask".

That "person" not only had an accent and intonation that leaned somewhat toward the medieval style, but he also wore a "bird-beak" mask like those worn by medieval doctors.

The lens part of the mask was gone, replaced by a pair of eyes with blue pupils, their gaze so profound that it seemed able to read the inner thoughts of others.

This medieval doctor's attire and mask seemed embedded in his body, with only the blood-stained white gloves appearing to be external clothing.

As the person in charge of this operation, Hunk, who had seen all kinds of B.O.W.s, had not expected there to be such an anomaly.

But the Grim Reaper was still the Grim Reaper after all. Hunk was only startled for a moment, then slightly shook his left hand to signal the Alpha members to remain on guard, and then attempted to communicate with that "Doctor":

"Hello, please raise your hands and stay still to cooperate with us, otherwise we will resort to forceful means."

"Heh." That "Doctor" chuckled softly, ignoring Hunk's "threat", turned back around to continue the surgery, and said:

"Child, patience, you must have patience. Completing this surgery will help me perfect the vaccine. That way, you and your colleagues will not suffer the ravages of the plague. Children, do not disturb me at this time."

Seeing that "Doctor" still going his own way, no matter how well-trained and disciplined the group of Alpha members were, they still felt a slight urge to pull their triggers.

Understanding the mood of his subordinates, Hunk did not issue any forceful orders, but instead responded softly through his throat-mic headset: "Sir... yes, understood."

After saying that, Hunk glanced around at all the Alpha members and ordered: "Maintain alert and wait for this doctor to finish the surgery first."

"Yes, sir." Although the Alpha members did not understand, they still strictly obeyed Hunk's order.

Meanwhile.

Umbrella's Paris Headquarters.

The control center on the middle floor of the skyscraper.

"Paris police have cooperated with us to blockade Charenton Street."

"The major media outlets in Paris have also received our notice and will not be paying attention to the situation in Charenton for the time being."

"Reinforcements have arrived at Apartment 26 and are currently assisting technical personnel with the 'cleanup' work."

Inside the control center, there were still continuous streams of reporting sounds.

One could only see employees dressed in black T-shirts and cargo pants sitting in front of their respective computers, watching the content on their screens and reporting in real-time.

Above the control center hung several large screens, broadcasting the situation on Charenton Street from multiple angles, and another screen broadcasting the footage of that "medieval doctor" performing surgery.

Meanwhile, Sui Bian, wearing a dark red shirt and dark gray suit, had his brow slightly furrowed, supporting his right elbow with his left hand while lightly pinching his chin with his right hand as he stared at the upper screen.

049.

Through the Alpha's helmet camera, Sui Bian had spotted those zombie-like anomalies, and the moment he saw the "medieval doctor", he guessed it was SCP-049 recorded by a certain Foundation.

He was relatively familiar with this strange doctor, 049.

Although he possessed the ability of "death by a single touch" and the ability to create "Pseudo-Zombies", he could be calmed using lavender.

Moreover, as long as 049 did not detect the "Plague", he was still quite amiable toward researchers of a certain Foundation.

Since 049 was willing to communicate with the Alpha members, and seemed willing to cooperate after finishing the so-called "surgery", Sui Bian ordered Hunk to wait temporarily.

What worried Sui Bian greatly, however, was that discovering 049 meant this world also contained items, phenomena, and spaces belonging to a certain Foundation.

Oh boy, he exclaimed internally, originally thinking this world was set to "Purgatory" difficulty, but now it had directly transformed into "Musou Asura".

After a moment of easing down.

Sui Bian spoke calmly to an employee beside his left hand: "In the name of Colonel Vladimir, dispatch the UBCS to rush to headquarters."

"Yes, sir."

"Also, dispatch another team of technical personnel to Apartment 26, and have them collect fresh lavender from the botanical specimen room, along with lavender-scented spray...

In short, carry more items related to lavender to assist Alpha in controlling the anomaly named 'Plague Doctor'."

"Plague Doctor...? Sir?" The employee was somewhat puzzled, but seeing that Sui Bian ignored it, he stopped talking too much and nodded, saying:

"Yes, sir."