Chairman of Marvel's SCP Foundation

Year A.D., M87 Galaxy, New Earth, New New New...New York, in the hospital.

"Taylor" and the doctor came to a building whose style was very different from that of the hospital outside. Here, all the facilities were very simple, and they walked down the stairs all the way down.

When they reached a certain platform, they looked around and found small rooms carved out of the walls on all four sides.

The green door and the green light make the whole building full of forgiveness.

The two wandered around, and then the doctor came to a door and opened the door with a sonic screwdriver. As the door lock turned, the door was slowly opened, revealing the creatures stored inside.

When "Taylor" saw the creature inside again, he subconsciously covered his nose and mouth: "It's disgusting, what's wrong with him?"

The doctor did not answer, but looked at the human being in front of him. His face and hands were covered with pus-filled sores. His whole body seemed to have been scalded by high temperature. There was not a piece of intact skin all over his body, or there were some bubbles. , or a sore that bleeds.

Looking at the pure eyes of the human beings in front of him, the doctor couldn't help but say, "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."

Then he closed the door for him.

Then the doctor opened the door next door, and there was a woman growing inside. Her condition was the same as that of the man just now, but her condition was even worse, her face was covered with black threads, as if she had been poisoned.

"Taylor" couldn't help asking, "What kind of disease is this?"

"All of them, every disease in this galaxy, they are infected." The doctor said intently.

"What about us? We won't be infected, are we safe?" "Taylor" asked.

"The air is sterilized, as long as you don't touch them." The doctor closed the door again while speaking.

The two came to the railing in the corridor. The doctor put his hands on the railing, leaned on it, and looked at the countless small rooms.

"How many patients are here?"

"They are not patients," replied the doctor.

"But they are sick."

"They're born sick, they're sick, they exist to be sick, lab rats, no wonder, nuns can cure everything, they built the ultimate research lab—a human farm," the doctor said angrily.

"Why aren't they dead?" "Taylor" asked curiously.

"Plague carrier, the secret weapon." The doctor said coldly.

"There is a better explanation." At this moment, a voice sounded, and the leopard female nurse came out.

The doctor looked at the slowly approaching nurse and said coldly: "Sister Hammer, when you promise the oath, will you agree to this?"

"The group of nuns promised to help," Sister Hammer said slowly.

"What! Using the way of killing?" The doctor said excitedly.

"But they are not real human beings, they are specially grown, and their existence is not legal." Sister Hammer retorted.

The doctor walked towards Sister Hammer: "What about the turnover? One thousand a day? Another thousand? Another thousand? How many thousand? How many years? How much?"

The Doctor roared angrily at the end.

"Humans need us, they come to our planet with many diseases, we can't deal with it, we've tried, we've tried everything, we've used cloned meat and livestock, but it's been slow, so the nuns have cultivated Their own human bodies, these are all." Sister Hammer said helplessly.

"These people are alive!"

"Think of the human beings out there, whose health and happiness are all because of us."

"If they're either because of that, then there's no point in living."

"But which of you can make this judgment?" Sister Hammer asked slowly and indifferently.

The doctor approached Sister Hammer again: "I am a doctor! If you don't like it and want a more authoritative statement, then there is no more, and I will stop here."

At this time, "Taylor" stepped forward and interrupted the conversation between the two: "Excuse me, I want to ask, does anyone in this city know about this?"

"We think it's best not to," Sister Hammer replied.

"Wait, I can understand those bodies, I can understand your oath, but there is one thing I don't understand, what did you do to Rose!" asked the doctor.

"I don't know what you're talking about?" Sister Hammer said with a puzzled expression.

"I'm very very very calm right now, you want to be cautious, huh~ I'm really very calm right now, the only reason I'm staying calm is that my brain is a very delicate thing, but what did you do to Ross's head, I I hope you recover." The doctor suppressed his anger.

"We haven't done anything." Sister Hammer still maintained this answer.

"I'm fine." "Taylor" said aside.

The doctor ignored her, but continued to say to Sister Hammer: "These people are going to die, and Rose needs to recover!"

"Forget it, doctor, you really deserve to have the smartest brain in the universe, and you found out something was wrong so quickly." "Taylor" approached the doctor, looking straight into his eyes and said.

"what happened to you?"

"I want to know what happened in this hospital. At the same time, I also need this body and your mind to find all of this." "Taylor" said with a smile that the doctor had never seen before.

The doctor couldn't help frowning and asked, "Who are you?"

"The last human." "Taylor" replied with a laugh.

"Cassandra?" The doctor couldn't believe it.

"You should want to smell this perfume." After speaking, Cassandra took out a bottle of spray and sprayed it on the doctor's nose. The next second, the doctor fell to the ground, and Sister Hammer immediately went to support the doctor.

"You hurt him! I don't understand, I'm going to get the matron over here," Sister Hammer yelled.

"Go, because I want to see her, run and set off the alarm!" Cassandra yelled.

Sister Hammer got up and ran out of the passage, and then Cassandra came to a power line and pulled it down, and the entire area immediately sounded the siren.

When the doctor slowly woke up, he found himself trapped in a forgiving room.

"Let me out! Let me out!"

"Shouldn't you be lucky that there's room to spare? Unfortunately, there's only room for standing, no room for sitting."

"You stole Rose's body!"

"Over the years, I have been thinking of various ways to kill you, doctor, and now you are in great trouble. Thousands of diseases are waiting for you. They will flood these patients with viruses every 10 minutes. You There are only 3 minutes left, enjoy it." Cassandra said proudly.

"Let go of Rose, Cassandra!" said the doctor in a low voice.

"Don't worry, I will, as long as I find a younger body, something special, then I will throw her away as garbage, now go to sleep obediently, it's time for the performance." Cassandra finished speaking Just plan to leave directly.

Just then, a voice came from behind Cassandra: "Is there anything we can do to help you?"