The World is Sick

Even if their heads were shattered and their torsos smashed by bullets, these ghost things can be repaired at a terrifying speed, and the space for their activities is constantly being compressed.

"Flame Thrower! Quick!"

The moment James turned his head, he suddenly realized that they seemed to have forgotten a certain cruel thing that was carried on Barry's body, so he immediately reminded him loudly.

Barry slapped his forehead immediately, twitched the flamethrower from behind, opened the valve, and fired at the group of plants and vines that surrounded him.

"Squeak..." Amidst the screams of rats, the plants and vines that were scorched or ignited by the flames twisted and retreated frantically, and their surroundings were instantly empty.

Seeing this situation, the two made a decisive decision. James was in the back, and Barry raised the flamethrower and pointed it at the gate closed by plants.

Immediately, a smell similar to scorched protein spread, and the tangled plant vines either fled crazily or were burned to nothing.

Protecting the flamethrower, the two quickly rushed out of the escape door, and then ran down several floors from the safety staircase before they dared to lean against the wall and gasped for breath.

Moreover, the two of them recalled Ah Sange's tragic situation, and even hurriedly took off the outer layer of clothing on their bodies, throwing it far away.

The lethality of this parasitic plant may not be stronger than that of zombies, but the sense of horror created in their hearts still makes the two of them feel scared.

Compared with that horrible way of death, they would rather commit suicide by swallowing a gun.

It's okay...it's okay...Barry wiped off the cold sweat on his brow, and kept secretly thanking himself.

Before leaving, the captain did not know where he got such a murderous thing as a flamethrower, and asked himself to bring it, otherwise he would be a member of the death list.

At first, the flamethrower is obviously useless against monsters such as lickers, tyrants and pursuers.

Even if it is used in the face of groups of zombies, his throat will be torn out before the group of guys are fully roasted.

On the way, Barry wanted to throw it away because it was too bulky, but he kept it because of his trust in the man who created miracles.

Unexpectedly, this obedience would actually save his and James' lives.

"The location information of the assembly point is here, let's go meet the captain!"

When the dial in his hand lit up somewhere, Barry immediately pulled James up, ready to get closer to Kevin and the two, and the call of "Captain" seemed to be sincerely convinced.

At this time, the trio of Leon, female soldier Ryan, and computer expert Kaplan on the other end also received the information positioning released by Kevin.

However, among the three people at the scene, except for Leon who was still alive and kicking, strands of blood ooze from the bandaged leg of the female soldier Ren, and a claw mark appeared on Kaplan's shoulder.

The expressions of the two wounded were empty and frustrated, and Renne pointed the gun at his temple.

"Trust me, you won't die! Captain, he will find the antidote to save the entire Raccoon City!"

Leon grabbed Renne's gun and shook the female soldier's shoulder, hoping to awaken her will to survive.

"You've seen what JD looks like, I'm not afraid of death, I just don't want Lian to gradually become that kind of monster!"

Ryan shook his head, his eyes were a little gloomy. They not only encountered lickers and tyrants along the way, but even faced a group of fast-moving, flexible joints of new zombies.

What made her even more unacceptable was that her commando JD, who died in the elevator, dragged half of his body and bit her leg.

"Woman, only by living can there be hope!"

"Let's go together, if there is another licker, I can't help you..."

With a soft snort, the newly appointed police officer bent down to pull up Ryan and Kaplan, who was in a daze, and began to move towards the lower floor.

Ren looked at the claw mark on the tactical vest on Leon's chest that almost pierced the skin, and suddenly fell silent, because this was the mark left by the man in front of him fighting the licker to save her.

The female soldier broke free from the support of the RPD policeman in silence, followed Leon with a limp, and drew out her gun to guard the surrounding area.

At the very least, sending you to a safe area is considered a favor...

The three survivors, relying on each other, proceeded carefully downward in the dark safe passage.

Meanwhile, the 100th floor.

The goblet in Dr. Isaacs's hand shook gently, and the scarlet wine gave off an intoxicating gloomy light.

In the closed cultivation cabin, the thick green liquid is automatically discharged.With the opening of the hatch, a graceful figure tore off the electrode and fell from it.

And inside the metal box ejected from the wall, a black nanocombat suit caught the woman's eyes.

In the darkness, in the emerald green pupils, the red and white umbrella-shaped logo shines brightly.

With his back to the fitting room, Isaacs looked very gentlemanly.

The corners of his lips fluttered, and then he drank the wine in the glass, and the empty double-helix glass tube in his hand rolled down to the ground.

So, the game is about to begin...

We will surely become the... new gods of this era!

ps1: Does anyone know what famous series of films the female soldier Ryan in Resident Evil 2 has also appeared in?

ps2: Sister Mira is still very beautiful, a goddess back then.

ps3: Thanks to readers @{"reader_id":"5462118","reader_name":"天儛"} @转轮做时@UC0096RX for the monthly passes and blades of several readers.

The second will be released later.

Chapter 41 Chapter 39 Sorry, General!

"team leader!"

"commander!"

After experiencing difficulties and obstacles along the way, everyone who finally arrived at the meeting point subconsciously saluted the youngest boy.

"Let's go everyone, let's go to hell..."

Kevin woke up Jill, who was half asleep, and then nodded slightly to this group of teammates who had experienced life and death together, and made a joke to ease the atmosphere.

After checking the weapons and ammunition again, everyone protected the wounded behind them and set off towards the bottom floor.

As for the whereabouts of the Indian Ah San and the female agent Ada, they didn't ask.

In this huge and gloomy biochemical testing ground, the missing people either defected and retreated, or fed zombies.

Somewhat unexpectedly, the doors of the core control room and experiment site at the bottom are actually open, as if warmly welcoming guests.

After suffering a lesson and gaining wisdom, Leon wanted to go to explore the way by himself, but the commander held the RPD policeman's shoulder and ordered everyone to enter.

Because, the instigator, Dr. Isaacs, was standing in front of the French windows on the second floor of the ground floor, waving to them from a distance, as if he was the host welcoming visitors.

This is the last battle. A proud and paranoid guy should not use some despicable means. He needs to prove his talent to the world!

After everyone entered, the gate on the bottom floor was slowly closed, and the lights connected to the generator were opened one by one.

Kevin looked around and found that the place they were in was a circular hall like the Colosseum in Rome.

On the seven or eight-meter-high alloy walls, there were blood spots and impact marks of violent damage. The smell of rancidity and blood could not be completely covered up even with more disinfectant water.

"Welcome everyone from afar, as the temporary host of the hive, please forgive me for my poor care."

Standing at the best viewing position on the second floor, Isaacs bowed like a gentleman with a smile on his face.

Kevin raised his right arm up to signal his teammates not to yell and curse like a defeated dog, stood up and stepped forward with a smile.

"I'm an old coffin scoop on you! Chirping and squatting, what a big head! If you fight, you can fight, don't talk about it! I'm in a hurry..."

A series of quintessential national curses stunned everyone who originally thought their commander was going to step forward to reason.

The originally reserved and proud old man, when he heard that his female relatives were being greeted in turn, his blood surged up and his face twitched continuously.

But before Dr. Isaacs could speak, Kevin issued a signal to attack.

Immediately, the light and heavy weapons of the survivors fired one after another, pouring crazily towards the second floor.

However, there were only a few tiny cracks on the transparent floor-to-ceiling window, and there was no sign of being breached at all.

"Okay, the greeting is over, now everyone can be a civilized person and talk about life and ideals."

Kevin smiled and waved to the players to cease fire. His restrained and elegant manner was awkward no matter how you looked at it.

The height of the alloy wall and the surrounding bulletproof glass on the second floor provide this guy with double protection, which is not easy to do...

The commander, who looked relaxed on the surface but felt a little heavy in his heart, stroked his chin and casually talked about the topic.

"Why do I feel that the captain is a guy who sometimes deserves to be beaten?"

Barry leaned against Jill, and couldn't help complaining in a low voice.

"Don't worry, you're not the only one who thinks this way..."

Jill patted her old teammate on the shoulder and responded angrily, while the people around her all nodded in agreement.

However, Dr. Isaacs upstairs obviously has no intention of continuing to chat.

Just as he picked up the remote control on the table and was about to press the button to open the gate, a few casual words in the hall made him stop his actions immediately.

"You have found a way to perfectly integrate the T virus with the human body, but there should still be some hidden dangers and uncertainties..."

"After that, a life-saving guy always wanted to be perfect, and hoped to pass a large-scale test to minimize the risk of fusing the T-virus..."

"Furthermore, this good T virus has a wide range of market value. If you want to monopolize it, you must pay a heavy price..."

"What should I do? So someone came up with a brilliant idea - let Raccoon City become a testing ground for the improved T-virus, where there is enough material to waste..."

"In addition, the active release of the modified T-virus, in addition to cleaning up the insiders in the hive, can also throw the scapegoat to the umbrella company..."

"[God's Stairway to the Sun], this T-virus extracted and developed from the flowers of the West Asia Sun Stairway, its original purpose is to make people—become gods!"

"I'm curious, what's the success rate?"

Dr. Isaacs' pupils contracted again and again, and the shock in his heart could not be added.

Finally, in the face of the guest's question, he was silent for a moment, and his words became a little more sluggish.

"Even if it is an improved T virus, the probability of being able to perfectly integrate with humans is only one in ten..."

"Of course, the premise is to inject this neutralizer that I personally extracted from that woman, otherwise the T virus is still fatal to most people."

The corners of Kevin's lips twitched. Ever since he heard the words "God's Stairway to the Sun", he had guessed all kinds of things along the way.

"Doctor, you are such a cautious person, you should have prepared a large-scale antidote that can terminate the plan at any time, right?"

"After all, if it's not us, but the Umbrella Company's ruthless USS troops, this thing is your trump card for negotiation."