Interstellar Railway: Start To Build A Foundation

As an agent, Robert's mission is different from that of a researcher.

He will try to find the source of the "Containment-008" zombie virus and investigate all the details of the spread of the zombie virus.

As Robert moved forward, the chaos of the city began to unfold.

The traffic was basically completely paralyzed. Many vehicles had accidents and were left in place. There were quite a lot of blood on the outside of them.

Looking at the tire tracks, it seems to be avoiding cats and dogs on the road, or... Zombies.

Moving forward, more and more vehicles were abandoned, and many of them didn't even close the doors.

It was obvious that their master was in a hurry.

"Sukka! Suka! Suka!"

Suddenly, a burst of cursing caught Robert's attention.

A young male was dragged out by two clerks.

He sat on the steps and cursed for a while, then wept bitterly, holding the medicine box and prescription slip in his hand.

Insufficient drug reserves...

Robert shook his head and moved on.

The streets are relatively empty.

A shivering man hugging his body walked towards him.

This is the initial symptom of being infected with the zombie virus...

Robert silently read the eulogy for him in his heart.

The moment he passed by, his body went limp, and he passed out on the ground, unconscious.

According to the standards of the foundation, he can already be included in the list of the dead...

But Robert still fully carried forward the humanitarian spirit, and with the cooperation of a passer-by aunt, moved him to a shop on the side of the road to prevent him from freezing to death.

After a brief understanding of the situation, the clerk called the helpline, but the line was busy.

This is normal.

Too many people need help.

The aunt was carrying the basket, and briefly said a few words to Robert, expressing her worries:

"He's the 40th I've seen today."

"Although the broadcast said it was rabies, the Supreme Commander also urgently mobilized doctors and rabies drugs from all the alliance countries."

"But, they weren't bitten! My poor kids, they were just sitting at home... oh god..."

Robert could only comfort the woman.

However, according to the woman, could it be that the zombie virus has evolved to the point where it can spread through the air?

No, the Foundation has basically figured out its characteristics.

So, what exactly is its intermediate host? Where is the source?

Robert went on to chat with the big mom to get more insight into the situation:

The hospital is already overcrowded, the corridors have no room to sit, and even the toilets have been cleaned up to accommodate patients;

Public services are basically paralyzed. If you change the country, you will have already started zero-yuan purchases and beautiful scenery...

After about 5 minutes, a team rushed over, carried the previously unconscious Lunren onto a stretcher, and put him in a van.

Robert took a closer look, isn't this the big team he was looking for?

Take a few pills from the emergency blocking pills distributed to the agents by the foundation, falsely claiming that it is a kind of anti-fever medicine that is still in the experiment, and distribute it to the aunt.

Robert hurriedly chased after him, then showed his ID, and exchanged a few simple greetings with the other party.

It turned out that several of them were C-level researchers. This trip was to find patients at various stages of the disease and conduct drug trials.

When asked about the current situation of the city, one of them was silent for a while and gave a rather pessimistic answer:

"The city is doomed. If it were up to me to make a decision, it would be to blockade the entire city, then evacuate all the people who are not sick, and then destroy everything with a nuclear bomb."

Robert shook his head, this is impossible.

The C-level researcher did not linger too much on this issue, but talked about the doctor's follow-up arrangement:

"According to Dr. White's instructions, D-class personnel continue to stay in the city to observe the current situation and record the abnormal behavior of terminal patients."

"All C-class personnel evacuated to the nearest research station, just in this direction of the city."

Looking in the direction he pointed, Robert froze.

Isn't this the direction the army is coming from?

It can't be such a coincidence, can it?

Who is the doctor in charge of this operation?

Not only was he dumbfounded, but the audience outside the screen was also dumbfounded.

"Dr. White, is this the Dr. White from the last file?"

"If it's really the same person, he lived from before humans stepped into the starry sky to the interstellar era... He lived for at least a thousand years."

"Fuck, did the ancestors of human beings have immortality so early? Then why did our Xianzhou come out to ask for pills and medicines?"

"Understood, Dr. White is Master 682, immortal!"

As the title of "old acquaintance" Dr. White reappeared, this mysterious figure was also included in related websites.

On the website created by the jelly lifeform, he is rated as follows:

"...It is suspected that he has survived from the Space Age to the Interstellar Age. It is impossible to determine whether it is because he has some special power, or the effect of some special containment."

...

Star train.

San Yue Qi sat on Bai Xuan's lap, snuggling into the latter's arms.

She finally achieved her small goal.

You don't need to pretend to be playful to pinch each other's cheeks.

No more excuses to listen to bedtime stories to keep him around.

"Xiaobai, Xiaobai, analyze quickly, what kind of existence is this doctor in the foundation."

Bai Xuan rubbed March Seven's short hair, pondering for a moment:

"A syllable like 'white' means white in an ancient human language. "

"His surname is Bai, and I am also surnamed Bai; he is a human being, and I am also a human being."

"Then, there is only one answer, Dr. "White" is me, Bai Xuan! "

"Well……"

San Yue Qi puffed out his cheeks, stared at Bai Xuan's side face, quickly pecked him on the face, and said with a smile:

"This is a reward for Dr. White. "

...

Robert did not continue to ask.

Each PhD monitors his fellow researchers to make sure they are doing exactly what they want.

Like the content of the chat just now, it must be monitored by the doctor.

So he repeated the commander's request.

Immediately, the C-level researcher pressed the earphones and listened attentively.

Apparently it was Dr. White who was speaking.

A moment later, the C-level researcher relayed:

"Dr. White said that he would help resolve this issue, and then there would be a call from the staff to the commander to persuade him to relax the standard a little bit."

Having nothing to say, Robert got into the van with them and drove out of the city.

Entering the snowfield again, it was already evening.

Robert never saw the gigantic base vehicle again.

Instead, there is a military town rising from the ground, and the searchlights illuminate the surroundings brightly, without any blind spots.

In barracks protected by walls, soldiers are receiving chemical protective suits and checking their equipment.

In the huge maintenance stations, all kinds of tanks are undergoing maintenance.

Everyone can feel that thick dark clouds hang over the city.

When the van approached the checkpoint, the searchlights at the door all shone.

The sentry just glanced at the Foundation logo on the car, checked the credentials, and let it go.

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