SCP: I, the overseer of the Foundation, contain all things

Su Mu's mission goal is to obtain the SCP-008 zombie virus serum, which is a special medicine that can treat infected people.

The transmission rate is 100% and the fatality rate is 100%! This zombie virus is very scary. Even if the foundation can suppress it now, the losses will be huge.

Because there is no specific medicine, once the virus infects the host, it must be killed immediately...

The only medicine that can deal with SCP-008 now is SCP-500. Even in the final stage of the infected body, the panacea can bring the dead back to life.

However, the price of SCP-500 is too high. Unless a Class A personnel of the Foundation is infected, it is impossible to use the medicine.

So someone wants to ask?

Since the Foundation has supreme divinity sitting in its place, why is it still troubled by this small virus?

O5-4 slapped him down: Do you want me to empty the toilet for you all day long? hold head high? I manage countless parallel universes by myself. I invade here all day long and wait for me to put out the fire, and there the world dies and waits for me to restart it. You still want me to wipe your butts? Believe it or not, I have sealed off your entire district?

O5-4 expressed that he was very sad. With great power comes great responsibility. As a member of the O5 Council, no one in the universe is busier than him.

It seems that we need to support a few big names to help, such as starting the God Ascension Plan

……

According to Su Mu's speculation, the technology of this world has once been brilliant. After years of hard work, the original virus has been successfully analyzed, and a special medicine for the SCP-008 zombie virus has been produced.

The earth's viruses spread from here, because SCP-008 has mutated, and it is now more than ten times more difficult to study.

Therefore, we need to obtain the special medicine from here. Once we have the answer, it is very simple to work backwards. Foundation researchers and scientists can easily analyze all the results, so as to quickly obtain the special medicine for the earth and prevent excessive losses.

Because the end of the world has come and the technological level of this world has regressed, it is estimated that the production line of the SCP-008 zombie virus's special medicine will be difficult to maintain...

In this case, this special medicine will be used one bottle less, so it must be very precious.

Su Mu didn't expect to just go to a drugstore to buy special medicine. Instead, he walked along the city streets toward the bustling areas.

The mountain city is divided into three major areas: the outer city, the inner city and the city main palace.

Ordinary people live in the outer city, the rich live in the inner city, and the powerful gather near the city lord's palace.

The end of the world has come, order has collapsed, and the city lord's mansion only protects the interests of the rich.

Here, as long as you have money, you can enjoy treatment like a human emperor.

The area around the City Lord's Mansion near the city center is the most prosperous area. Every inch of land here is expensive, and the people who can move here are either rich or noble. Almost no ordinary people set foot here.

A fat man, with a crew cut on his round head, and the fleshy eyes on his face were squeezed into slits.

He had just come out of the dog market and was walking proudly on the street with a group of guards.

The so-called dog market is a slave market, and people here are more accustomed to calling slaves dogs.

Those who were lower than ordinary people were slaves. The difference between them and other people was that they could not pay the poll tax.

The city lord's palace needs money to protect the city, and most of it is funded by powerful families.

Everyone living here needs to pay money, which is called a poll tax.

The rule in the city is: Those who can afford to pay are considered people, and those who cannot afford to pay are not considered people.

The City Lord's Mansion does not protect those who do not pay... those who cannot afford to pay become"dogs", and their head tax is paid by the captive owners.

The fat man held five iron dog chains in his hands, and each chain had a young woman tied to it. This was the"dog" he had just bought.

In the top wealthy circles, owning a good-looking dog is something that each other can brag about.

These women are only allowed to crawl on the ground on all fours, which is a symbol of the identity and status of the owner.

"There are no good products in the recent dog market... Another day is wasted."The fat man said with a long sigh.

A middle-aged man who looked like a housekeeper noticed his master's displeasure and noticed with sharp eyes a young man walking across the road carrying a woman on his back.

"Hey, look, young master...that one looks like a golden retriever!

The fat man perked up when he heard this:"Where is it?" Where is the golden retriever?"

Most of the people here are of Oriental race, all with black hair and black eyes; the traffic is not as good as before, and there are very few blonds and blue eyes. The principle of rare things is precious, so blond ones are more valuable than black ones.

It's a pity. What's more, Yan is also blond, which is more embarrassing.

The housekeeper pointed at Su Mu and said,"Look at that person's back.……"

The fat man tried his best to open his eyes, and after just one glance, he clapped his hands with joy.

"OK, OK... I want this, I want this……"

The housekeeper was about to go over to negotiate, but suddenly realized a serious problem. He hesitated and said:"Master, that woman... doesn't have a collar around her neck. She... is not a dog.……"

The lack of a collar on the neck means that this person is a human being. The city lord's palace has explicitly banned human trafficking, so it would be unreasonable to cause trouble.

Besides, this is near the city lord's palace, so the other party must be a very capable person if he can get here.

Now you suddenly come up and say that you want to buy him, which is a very unreasonable move.

If he has a close relationship with that woman, he will think you are insulting him and may get angry at you.

The fat young master was obviously unhappy. After finally seeing such a top-quality product, how could he let it go so easily?

"I do not care! You go figure it out and I will buy her! No matter how much money you have... I will buy this woman even if the city lord comes today... Humph!"

The housekeeper had no choice but to walk up and said tentatively:"Sir, may I ask you something?……"

"If you don’t want to sell it, get out!"Su Mu had already heard their conversation and scolded the person who came up to buy Angel Yan.

Butler:"……"

How do these people have such brains? Why are you always making plans for Yan?

Want to buy an angel? Are you kidding me? Don't you want to die?

Su Mu could foresee how angry Yan would be if he knew this, and I would definitely be dead too.

Alas, it’s so difficult!

When the fat young master saw that the housekeeper was exhausted and that he was about to leave, he immediately became anxious:"Quick, you guys, stop him!" The five guards immediately caught up with him and lined up in front of Su Mu.

When Su Mu saw these people, he smiled helplessly:"Haha, you just robbed someone in broad daylight?"

The housekeeper hurriedly stepped forward to smooth things over:"No, how dare we do such a thing next to the city lord's mansion? How could you do it out of thin air? You are innocent! We just want to make a deal with you……"

"I want the woman on your back. I'll trade these five dogs for you... I just bought them for 120,000 yuan. I'll exchange five for one for you... How about it?"The fat young master's nostrils were turned upward, with an extremely arrogant expression.

Su Mu looked at the woman holding the chain in his hand, took a deep breath, opened his mouth and sprayed:"If it's your mother, I'll trade it with your mother! I'm going to fuck you, you despicable, nasty, shameless... bastard! I'll fuck you!"