Putting the book away, Steve looked up and made an OK gesture in the direction of the surveillance camera.
The researcher on duty patted his colleague on the side and said
"He's done choosing, give Dr. Garner a call. saw that the researcher shook his head, and said helplessly: ".
"You're new here, don't bother Dr. Garner now, he's meeting his daughter. "
"His daughter?".
The researcher asked suspiciously, but his colleague pressed his shoulder, motioned for him to speak later, and then turned on the horn:
"Mr. Steve, are you sure you chose that book?".
Steve nodded, and the researcher opened the door to the exhibition room, where the driver was already waiting.
The convertible car departed along a different path, and Steve had the rare leisure to take a look at the Foundation's interiors.
High-definition cameras are installed around every corner of the white walls, signage reads that the path to the containment chamber is filled with infrared warning devices and doors made of special alloys, and the road is patrolled by task forces on both sides, making it more like a fortress than a research facility
"You're right. "
The
driver listened to Steve's exclamation, turned his head slightly, and responded:
"This is indeed a fortress, and if human civilization is in unprecedented danger because of SCP, the Foundation may be the ultimate fortress to preserve the flame of civilization. "
Steve noticed the SCP designation, and he frowned slightly that it didn't exist
"SCPs like me?".
"No, no, no, don't get me wrong. "
The driver hurriedly shook his head and explained
"Mr. Steve's world should have something similar, with two sides, the same is true for SCP containment, the same friendly type of SCP containment as Mr. Steve, in fact, is scarce in the entire Foundation, most of the containment is extremely dangerous, and some even have a tendency to destroy the world, the Foundation has contained them for the purpose of containment, control, and protection, in a nutshell, 'we contain, we protect'. "
Steve nodded knowingly.
Just like spiders,
spiders don't attack people during the day, and the webs they leave behind can be cut with scissors to provide Steve with plenty of thread to make fishing rods and beds. But at night, spiders, like zombies, become Steve's enemies, not only will they take the initiative to attack, but some of them will poison Steve.
Although milk is not valuable, it is quite deserved.
"It's not just containment, but the Foundation has to deal with some ......"
"Roar—".
A low roar.
Almost subconsciously, Steve pulled out the diamond sword and shield.
This voice, even if it is a few hundred days and months, he will never forget it.
Zombies!
Is it night outside, and does the Foundation farm zombies? No, the light here is much brighter than torches, how can you farm zombies?
I can't care so much, there are so many good things in this place, and the price is not expensive, except that the people are ugly, there are almost no shortcomings, it is simply the richest village in the world, and it must not be slaughtered by zombies!
For the discount of the village heroes!
Ahem
It's for the Foundation!
He rolled over and jumped on the co-pilot, and said to the confused driver
"Take me to the place where this voice appears. "
Driver: "But Dr. Garner .....".
"Don't be afraid of danger, it's my Steve's duty to fight zombies, take me there!".
The driver was just about to refuse, but there was a sudden rush in the headset, and then, a low, neutral voice ordered:
"Take him. "
The vehicle turned around and headed towards the containment area.
At the end of the passage, Dr. Garner looked calmly at the girl in the containment chamber through the glass.
Thinking of the panacea that Steve easily gave up, he bit his lip unwillingly.
SCP-008.
Object Class: Euclid.
Commonly known as the zombie virus.
Humanity has portrayed this terrifying fantasy in countless films, television, and fiction works.
One day, an unknown virus swept the world, turning a part of humanity into bloodthirsty monsters, losing their minds, slaughtering their own kind, turning metropolises with more than 10 million people into no-man's land in a matter of days, forcing survivors to flee the seas and forests, abandoning millennia-old civilization.
But those directors who depict the emotional entanglements of heroes in the apocalyptic world may never have thought that this kind of thing actually exists, and it was once extremely close to them.
Dr. Garner looked through the thick tempered glass, his eyes piercing at the monster like a sword.
She opened her mouth, and the fishy stench had transcended her sense of smell and turned into an underlying memory that rushed into Dr. Garner's mind.
The glass she painstakingly slammed, and the strength strengthened by the virus left fist marks one after another on the alloy door, but it never really left any damage.
She bit with her mouth and scratched with her hands, wanting to hurt the man in front of her through the glass.
But the man just pursed his lips in pain, watching the zombie sample struggle in pain.
It was an infected person, a specimen used by the Foundation to study the traits of SCP-008.
That's also her daughter, the hero who once went deep into the G2 site where containment breached and brought samples of 008 back to Foundation headquarters to avoid the outbreak of this global zombie crisis
"Louise, they're willing to use a panacea to woo an SCP of unknown circumstances, and they're not willing to save you. "
Dr. Garner said to himself:
"But don't be afraid, I'll do it sooner or later, with that Adam.... No, it's 05-12, squeeze into the council and get you a 500. "
Dr. Adam is a legend who used SCP-590 to resurrect his wife's dead baby and his "daughter", and then, when his daughter was listed as an SCP containment, he went from an ordinary junior researcher to the twelfth chair of Council 05.