Interstellar Railway: Start to Build a Foundation

Chapter 31 Different Routes Lead To The Same Goal [Seeking Data! 】

"It's very old-fashioned equipment. How many years ago is this ancient human image data?"

"Sociology +8"

"It must have been before the Amber Period. The pictures are all human ancestors."

"Although the equipment inside is ancient, it is surprisingly reassuring. Praise the God of Myriad Machines!"

"Our planet's equipment is not as advanced as theirs..."

"..."

The commander pulled back his heavy sleeves, glanced at his watch, and said to the messenger:

"He has ten minutes."

Order issued.

Not long after, a young man in unlined clothes, carrying a suitcase, and only a velvet cap appeared in front of the commander.

"Hello, I am a Level 4 Agent of the Foundation, Robert."

After introducing himself, Robert held out his hand.

His hand hung in the air for a while, but he didn't wait for the hand from the commander.

Robert was not angry either, he still maintained a standard smile and retracted his hand.

The commander has a straight face, and his voice is like the cold wind at this time:

"You can call me Commander."

"I hope we can cooperate happily in this operation, but I don't want to find out that your foundation has made redundant actions."

Robert nodded in agreement:

"Our researchers are already on their way."

The commander didn't pay attention to these, but asked:

"So far, we still have questions that need to be answered."

"Scientists of the alliance believe that this is a mass rabies, why does your foundation think it is a zombie virus?"

Robert patted the snowflakes off the suitcase, opened it against the wind, and took out a sealed portfolio from it.

Passing it to the commander, Robert explained:

"It contains earlier sighting reports, as well as all the Foundation's research materials related to it so far."

"When you read this document, all your questions will be answered."

The commander took the file bag, took out the documents, and flipped through them against the wind.

However, the more he flipped through the pages, the more dignified his expression became.

After a while, he put the documents back neatly and handed the portfolio to the guard:

"I need this document to appear in front of the Supreme Commander and the Chief Scientific Officer as quickly as possible."

Then, he mused for a moment with his hands behind his back, and looked at Robert:

"What do you need?"

Seeing the success of breaking the ice, Robert quickly stated the authorization needed by the foundation:

"We will send C and D-level personnel to participate in the investigation, and they will be directly managed by the doctor."

"In the meantime, we need several terminally ill patients for drug testing."

"In addition, I need to remind you that this virus is far more terrifying than the alliance imagined. If it is not handled properly, the consequences will be disastrous."

The commander ignored Robert's last words. He casually took out a stack of letter paper from his clothes, and took a pencil to write a few lines of rather scribbled words on it.

Then, he tore off the letter and handed it to Robert:

"I agree to the foundation's request, and I will also assume possible responsibilities."

"After obtaining the consent of the patient's family members, you can select no more than ten severe patients to participate in the research."

"But that doesn't mean they have become the guinea pigs of your foundation. I want to emphasize that they are still the people of the alliance."

"Even if they really become the "zombies" you call them, as long as there is a possibility of healing, the soldiers of the alliance will not abandon them. "

"Until the Supreme Command and the Chief Scientific Officer change the order, we will still maintain order, continue to vaccinate people who have been bitten against rabies, and rescue comatose patients."

Seeing that the large troops were about to pass by, the commander shook off the snow on his body, said nothing, and returned to the tracked vehicle.

"Woo--"

In the wind and snow, the white tracked vehicle moved forward and merged into the convoy.

"No way, I thought they were going to wipe out the zombies."

"I feel the same way. Now it seems that they are going to participate in rescue or maintain order."

"If a terrible plague really breaks out, social order will indeed be impacted."

"It feels like the reputation of the foundation was not very good at that time...?"

"No matter how degraded the moral level of human beings is, the company will be the first to plunder resources when it finds an unadvanced civilization, and the first to escape when it finds that disaster is coming."

"..."

The barrage scrolled in the live broadcast room, but Jing Yuan was full of emotion.

He seemed to be back then.

Watching the teacher fall into the devil's body, but I can't do anything.

He seemed to see that day again.

Master and apprentice face each other with swords.

I don't know if the people there, seeing their relatives and friends turned into zombies, will pray for a miracle like the original self.

Yanqing, who was standing aside, saw that his teacher had been sighing since just now, and couldn't help feeling a little worried:

"General, may I ask why you keep sighing?"

Jing Yuan teased the sparrow that landed on his index finger, and looked at the trees outside the window.

That tree has been growing there since he entered the General's Mansion, and it seems to have been like this for many years.

I don't know how many generations of sparrows it has sent away, and how many fairy boat stories it has witnessed.

The fairy boat under the feet has witnessed the birth and death of how many fairy boat people?

He suddenly smiled:

"Just thinking of an old friend."

"An old man whom I haven't seen for many years."

Before Yanqing could say anything, he shook his index finger slightly, causing the sparrow to fly out of the window.

The picture continues.

Only then did the audience understand why such an army was needed to take over order.

All the cats and dogs went crazy.

As long as they see people, they approach desperately and try to bite.

Hyenas have to obediently avoid them when they see them.

With a gun in hand, a young soldier cautiously inspects the street.

His class recently received a call for help:

Someone found a group of cats and dogs wandering the streets, behaving strangely and trying to prey on young children.

And his comrades had already left the station to help maintain order.

At this time, he found a dog.

The dog was clearly out of shape, wandering aimlessly in the freezing cold like a drunk bum.

Dogs also spotted young people.

In an instant, he rushed towards him like crazy, barking instinctively.

The young soldier calmly raised his gun, aimed at his torso, and pulled the trigger.

The bullet accurately hit its torso, but it didn't bleed, let alone stop it!

It continued to run wildly as if it was not injured!

And there were more mad dogs who were disturbed by the gunshots and uttered terrifying shouts.

The boy panicked.

The mad dog jumped up and rushed towards him, opening its mouth, wanting to hit his throat.

That can no longer be called a mouth——

The outer skin was half rotten, exposing pale jaws and yellowed canines.

Like a corpse.

at this time.

"Duang!"

A shovel flashed past his eyes, slapping the mad dog back to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the mad dog's skull was crushed by the edge of the shovel, and the contents like spoiled tofu flowed out.

The boy hadn't reacted yet.

Then he saw the shovel being danced by a black figure.

"Kang Bang" two sounds.

The shovel slapped the faces of the two mad dogs one after another, knocked them into the air, and smashed them hard against the brick wall.

He is like an experienced martial arts master, facing up to three mad dogs at the same time at a time, trying to blow their heads off before going to the next target.

At the same time, try to use the terrain to avoid biting and avoid injury.

In a short while, all the dogs that went mad were disposed of by him.

The figure walked over with a blood-stained shovel.

Pointing to the cracked skull of a dead dog with the point of his shovel, he said:

"You have to hit the head, it's useless to hit the body."

After finishing speaking, he looked at the deformed partner in his hand and shook his head.

Afterwards, he threw the shovel to the ground, took out a fire ax from his waist, and continued on his way.

Only then did the young man come to his senses, and quickly shouted:

"Thank you for saving my life, what should I call you?"

The martial arts master stopped and smiled at him:

"Robert. Foundation Level 4 Agent, Robert."

"Brave friends, your team has arrived and you can go to meet up."