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I don't know what was going on between a non-human and a containment object in that small room.

Except for Comfort himself.

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"SCP-049-Plague Doctor, I know you because I've seen your file." An Yi pulled out a chair and calmly looked at 049 who came out of the shadows.

"Epidemic doctor? Is this what they call me? Well...... Not bad. 049, who was tall and not human, replied unexpectedly calmly, and a hoarse voice came from under the mask of the white bird's beak and beak.

Not all containment objects are insane and irrational, even some Keter-class containments, and many humanoid or non-humanoid containments possess advanced biological intelligence and are able to communicate normally, as long as they follow their "rules".

Epidemic doctors are one of them, and An Yi has seen the content of his conversation with the Foundation's doctors, and he is very curious about the content of the conversation.

"I'm curious." An Yi spoke first: "What exactly is the 'plague' in your mouth?" ”

"It's a 'disease.'" 049's hoarse voice came from under the ceramic-like white mask, "It's a pity that you're not like that lucky girl, you have the 'plague', huh...... You're the worst patient I've ever met, and you're very special, so I'm interested in talking to a patient like you, even though you're dying soon. ”

"Yes, I'm going to die soon." An Yi said this fact very calmly, as if the person who was going to die in his mouth was not him: "But it doesn't matter, does it?" What exactly is "disease"? ”

From the moment he stood in front of the epidemic doctor, his body began to collapse little by little, the speed of collapse is not fast, if he is willing to stay away from this guy now, with his self-healing ability, he can still make up for it, this collapse is irreversible and gets worse with time, even if he is the prototype of the virus, it is useless, but he doesn't need to leave, it's just a clone, and he is more interested in the secrets of this guy.

"Sick......" 049 leaned back in his chair and raised his head slightly, the pair of human pupils under the white mask stared silently, and instead of answering Anyi's question directly, it told a story: "It was probably a long time ago, I forgot where I was and who I was, as if I was just an ordinary human at that time, huh...... A doctor who treated the Black Death. ”

"For me at that time, life had no meaning, although the vocation of a doctor was to save patients, but for me it was only an obligation, I did not know what the meaning of my life was, until that day, I was infected with the plague by the Black Death."

"There are no miracles, I died of the Black Death, and no one was sad or emotional about my death, including myself, just like thousands of patients in that period, who died very ordinarily, but it was at this time that I heard a call when I should have died."

"A call from the world."

"World ......" An Yi frowned, although every containment object is a very magical existence, its words are a little too mysterious.

049 continued casually: "The world has told me a lot of truths, and it has shown me many truths, it is an indescribable shock, and it has also given me a goal, that is, to eliminate the "plague" for the world, I have seen many worlds and civilizations that have been eroded by the "plague", and finally all of them were completely annihilated under the "plague", in the process I kept killing the "plague" but nothing happened, the world itself lacked one thing that I couldn't do and I didn't know what it was. ”

"Until finally, when I came to this world, I immediately noticed the difference, although there is a "plague", it is all hidden, and your world is still the biggest difference from other worlds, which is what you call ...... It's called an SCP containment, right? I had a hunch that there was something missing in this world. ”

"Could it be the Lord God?" Inexplicably, An Yi suddenly thought of the stand-alone version of the main god space on his body, but he was quickly rejected by himself, because according to him, it belonged to the entire multiverse and not the world where An Yi was alone.

"You haven't said what the 'plague' is?" An Yi frowned, his tone was a little impatient, and suddenly his voice froze, he hesitated for a moment and took out a dark yellow quaint book from the transparent ripples: "Is the 'plague' it?" ”

This book is nothing else, it is the "Yellow Document" given to him by the evil god Hasta, the king of yellow clothes, when Hasta's gift was taken out, An Yi keenly noticed the change in the other party's breath, and saw 049 slightly raise the hand wearing black leather gloves and put it down again.

"It's the plague." 049 sighed, took a deep look at the Yellow Paper, and then said meaningfully, "But not your 'plague'. ”

"What do you mean?" An Yi's pupils shrank, and his tone was a little serious, but no matter how he asked next, 049 had no intention of replying to him, just silently and silently.

"Alas......" sighed slightly in his heart, and An Yi no longer continued to entangle, got up and prepared to leave, just as he put his hand on the doorknob, 049's hoarse voice sounded behind him:

"You are very similar to me at the beginning, the essence of the soul is nothing, but now I have a goal to follow, no matter what, I will protect humanity and this world."

"What about you?"

"Originally, I didn't care about anything." An Yi gently opened the door, stopped and tilted his head slightly and said, "But I may end up being like you." ”

"But, what I want to protect is just one person."

"Click-" The door closed slightly, leaving SCP-049 in the room sitting quietly in its chair.

"The Future of the World......"

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"After all...... "The red agate-like liquid in the goblet reflected An Yi's golden pupils, which gradually lit up, "I'm just a selfish psychopath." ”

After drinking the red wine in one gulp, An Yi put down the glass and walked to his room, and when he passed by An Yi's room, he saw the white arms that were placed randomly and uncovered through the crack in the door.

Sighing helplessly, An Yi smiled softly, and walked in to help her tuck the quilt without disturbing her.

Sitting on the edge of his sister's bed, he quietly looked at her cute sleeping face, slowly stretched out his hand and tried to touch Xiao Yi's face, but suddenly stopped in mid-air.

"Hmm......" The outstretched hand was violently withdrawn, and An Yi bit his arm fiercely, a crazy look flashed in his eyes.

The white mask carries part of the loopholes in his heart, but it can't completely solve the problem of "appetite", or the problem is not in the soul at all, and the truth he has never admitted -

Stronger feelings trigger more and more intense appetites......

PS: Gradually resume the two shifts, the military training is over, don't forget your recommendation votes, it's understandable that you don't give much during this time.

After thinking about it, let's make up an integer chapter, 120 chapters into the plot world.