Javier ran to the power system, which was the electric meter on the wall. Several buttons were set below it, and there was a clear pointer on the dial, showing 70 power. There was no need to guess; manipulating the power index to 70 was enough.
"Click... click..."
Without hesitation,
Javier clicked and operated the electric meter, and soon the pointer of the entire electric meter settled on the red number 70.
"Buzz--!"
And the next second,
Just as the electric meter operation succeeded, a buzzing sound suddenly echoed throughout the entire dungeon. The previously tightly closed dungeon gate suddenly opened. Undoubtedly, Javier's guess was correct; the electric meter was the mechanism inside the dungeon.
However,
In the secret monitoring room of the Institute,
A tall, thin figure, his gaze fixed on the movements of Javier's group of three. Dressed in a white robe with long hair, it was neither William nor Wesker, but Marcus, who was the Leech Queen. Marcus, after learning of William and Wesker's hiding place, prepared for a surprise attack.
But,
To Marcus's surprise,
When he ambushed the secret monitoring room, he found that William and Wesker, those two rebellious disciples, had already escaped. However, although Wesker and William had escaped, Marcus also discovered a few 'rats' in the surveillance footage.
For Marcus...
No, for the Leech Queen who inherited the memories, any 'rat' daring to trespass into his territory must be eliminated. However... Wesker and William, those two rebellious disciples, were bigger 'rats' that needed to be dealt with slowly, while Javier's three 'rats' were just small 'rats' that could be handled casually.
"Hehe..."
"I've already told you, this is my territory. No matter how you resist, it's useless. Alright... three little rats, now I'll deal with you first!"
Marcus, as the Leech Queen, stared intently at Javier's group of three in the monitoring room, then suddenly waved his hands. As the Leech Queen, he had the ability to control any BOW infected by him, including other creatures in the Institute.
This was his territory.
He had the power to control everything.
The T-Virus... it wasn't as uncontrollable as imagined, at least he was the Leech Queen, capable of controlling other subordinates like a queen. If they were merely weak humans, how could they possibly comprehend his power? This power was something only he, as a god, could possess!
...
Meanwhile,
In the underground cage,
Just as Javier thought all the doors had opened and was about to leave, a dark shadow suddenly flickered in the sky above the dungeon. That was precisely the assassin sent by Marcus.
"Roar--!!!"
A loud roar suddenly came from his ear.
A dark shadow... no! It was a white shadow that suddenly sprang out, pouncing onto Javier's back. Upon closer inspection, he finally saw the figure clearly: it was a white-furred ape, but its entire body's skin was festering, its complexion was red and feverish, and its eyes were bloodshot and frenzied. Especially its fangs and sharp claws, they were much more ferocious than those of ordinary white-furred apes.
And this was one of the Umbrella Corporation's early BOWs, the Ape Destroyer, a group of incredibly fast monkeys that would hide in the shadows and launch surprise attacks. Under normal circumstances, there was simply no time to react.
"Hiss...!"
"Roar--!!!"
The immense weight pressed on Javier's back. Without any hesitation, the Destroyer, this white ape, directly opened its sharp fangs and bit down hard on Javier's neck. Apes carry the T-Virus, and although the T-Virus at this point in time wasn't strong, it was still very possible to get infected if bitten.
"Javier, be careful! Look at your back!"
"It's an infected monkey, quickly shake it off!"
Just as the Destroyer, the white ape, was already riding on Javier's shoulder, Rebecca and Billy Coen, who were outside the iron cage, also noticed the Destroyer and quickly shouted warnings to Javier. This was a very dangerous moment; it would be terrible if he were actually bitten.
"Damn monkey, get off me!"
Feeling the weight on his back, Javier was also startled. He violently shook his body, but the white ape still clung on tightly, making Javier Can't help it pull out his Desert Eagle, preparing to fire a shot blindly at his back!
Chapter 32: The Law of the Jungle
"Bang--!"
A gunshot rang out.
The Desert Eagle's bullet missed, not hitting the white ape on his back. After one shot, the infected white ape suddenly opened its fangs and bit at Javier's shoulder. However, at the crucial moment, Javier twisted his head to the side, using his helmet to cover his neck.
"Crack!"
"Roar--!!!"
A crisp sound came.
Those sharp fangs bit onto the steel helmet, and the result was undoubtedly very obvious: the entire fangs instantly snapped. The Destroyer ape let out a painful wail. After all, no matter how sharp the infected white ape's fangs were, they couldn't bite through the helmet's defense; this was completely different from flesh and blood.
"Good bite, dead monkey?"
"Now it's my turn."
Feeling the Destroyer ape on his back bite off its own fangs, Javier's face lit up with joy, lamenting that his full armor was indeed the right choice. If he hadn't armed himself to the teeth, he probably would have become cannon fodder and gotten infected. Taking advantage of the Destroyer ape's misstep, Javier's right hand suddenly exerted force, grabbing the mischievous monkey's white fur and slamming it hard onto the ground!
"Thud!"
A muffled sound.
The Destroyer ape that had ambushed him from behind was slammed onto the ground, but such a slam did not cause any effective damage to this ape. It rolled on the ground, then scrambled up as if it had springs installed on its body.
But it was understandable.
After all, he was the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, capable of covering one hundred and eight thousand li with a single somersault. He had been suppressed under the Five Finger Mountain by the Buddha for five hundred years without issue, so how could he be killed by a single over-the-shoulder throw from Javier? At the very least, it was an ape infected with the T-Virus, extremely tenacious in life and very fast.
But--
"Then how about you try this? It's definitely more powerful than when you, this mischievous monkey, were suppressed by the Buddha's Five Finger Mountain back then."
"Namo Gatling Bodhisattva... Bah! Wrong, it should be Namo Magnum Bodhisattva, six pure hand cannons, one shot, one kid, delivering demons, delivering gods, delivering mortals!"
Looking at the Destroyer white ape scurrying around on the ground,
Javier didn't hesitate at all. After saying a rather flamboyant line, he quickly pulled out the M500 Revolver hidden on his back. This was not a Desert Eagle; its caliber and power were much greater. He quickly pulled the trigger, aiming the thick, blackened muzzle at the white ape in front of him.
This M500 handgun was as big as a black banana.
One bullet would definitely fill it up nicely.
"Boom--!!!"
Yellow flames erupted.
A thumb-sized bullet shot out with extreme speed, and the explosive sound wave stunned the white ape in front of him, giving it no time to react or dodge. The Magnum's bullet instantly struck the head of the white ape Destroyer. Without any surprise, its small head exploded like a watermelon, splattering blood everywhere.
"Namo Magnum Bodhisattva, truly powerful!"
"I am indeed your sincere believer, delivering demons, delivering Buddhas, delivering mortals. I didn't expect even this unruly Fighting Buddha to be subdued. Little monkey, next life, remember to see who you're messing with."
Seeing the Destroyer ape in front of him instantly killed, its head exploded, Javier nodded in satisfaction, gently blowing the white smoke from the M500 Revolver's muzzle, then muttered to himself in a flamboyant manner.
A small mischievous monkey trying to ambush me?
No way.
However,
Although Javier was flamboyant,
Rebecca and Billy Coen outside the iron cage, however, looked very anxious, their faces panicked as they watched Javier's situation through the gaps in the iron cage door. Only after seeing Javier use his helmet to block the white ape's bite, and then seize the opportunity to violently shake it off and shoot its head off, did they slowly breathe a sigh of relief.
As for Javier's flamboyant actions...?
Forget it.
Rebecca and Billy Coen indicated that they had already gotten used to this guy; he probably had some kind of mental illness. After all, who would react like this when encountering danger? Not collapsing on the ground, gasping for breath after surviving a disaster, was one thing, but he even started posing. It was simply speechless!
"Alright,"
"Stop looking at me like I'm an idiot. I won't pretend anymore, okay? You two hurry up and help me open the iron door. That door opens outwards, so I can't get out from the inside. You two be careful too; we haven't checked the remaining room passages yet. God knows what else is hidden underground."
Seemingly noticing Rebecca and Billy's gazes, Javier cleared his throat, returned to a serious demeanor, and spoke to the two outside the iron cage.
Speaking of which,
The design of this power system was also extremely idiotic. Who knows which genius designed it? Since they knew the dungeon doors needed the power system to open, why didn't they set up the power system in the guard room from before? Instead, they hid it in the interrogation room, separated by an iron cage, forcing people to squeeze through the ventilation duct to get in.
If the experimental subjects in the interrogation room accidentally broke free and controlled the power system, wouldn't it be an instant jailbreak?
Facing the power system in front of him,
Javier was completely speechless.
But he was also used to it; all the rooms, big and small, in this Institute were designed in a particularly bizarre way, seemingly just for setting traps.
After speaking,
Javier walked directly to the iron cage door, waiting for Rebecca and Billy Coen to help him open it. He was too lazy to stay in this interrogation room any longer. The dried bloodstains and eerie torture instruments inside were terrifying. If he stayed any longer, Javier felt that vengeful spirits would soon appear to drag him back to be buried with them.
However,
Just as Javier slowly walked to the iron door,
"Click..."
"Rumble...!"
It was as if a rockfall had occurred.
Javier only felt his feet go soft, and suddenly the ground began to rapidly sink. The shoddy ground instantly collapsed and shattered, turning into dust and falling, forming a huge pit. Below was a pitch-black sewer drain. If he really fell, he might be immediately swept away by the sewage for several kilometers.
At the critical moment,
Javier's survival instinct kicked in.
When people face falling to their death, they instinctively try to grab onto surrounding objects to stabilize their bodies. Javier was no exception. He instinctively reached out his hand and, very fortunately, grabbed a bent steel bar on the edge of the collapsing pit as he fell.
Clinging tightly to it,
His entire body hung in mid-air, swaying precariously. Javier usually did push-ups and dumbbell exercises to train his arm strength, rarely doing pull-ups to increase his endurance. This sudden situation made Javier unable to adapt, directly causing his arms to tremble, seemingly about to give out.
"Hey!"
"You two, stop watching the show outside! Come pull me up, or I'm really going to kick the bucket!"
Feeling the soreness in his arms, Javier knew he couldn't hold on for much longer, so he quickly called for help to Rebecca and Billy Coen outside. This bent steel bar was wet and slippery, making it difficult to grip, like a salted fish hanging in mid-air, liable to be flung off at any moment.
And now,
Javier also understood why the idiots at the Institute would set up the power system here. It turned out there was a second trap, a 'welcome to the urn' trap. To squeeze into this interrogation room and then want to get out, one would definitely have to leave through the iron door. That's why they set up such a collapsing trap on this unavoidable path.
If one fell for it,
They would be directly washed away by the sewer.
Moreover, the height of this sewer didn't seem low; falling into it would definitely result in a lot of bruises and pain. Maybe even instant death.
At the same time,
This also made Javier sigh with emotion.
This protagonist's passive skill of 'teammate-killing' is truly strong! It was fortunate that he was alert enough. If it were anyone else, they would probably have died as cannon fodder. After all, in the first wave of ape attacks, if one didn't arm themselves to the teeth with protective gear, it would be easy to get bitten by that mischievous monkey, and if bitten, it's very easy to get infected with the T-Virus.
And if one got infected with the T-Virus... you could pray for a ten percent chance of becoming a superhuman. The remaining ninety percent would likely turn you into an ugly zombie. Perhaps, because it was bitten by a mischievous monkey, during mutation, one might even grow fangs and long fur like a monkey.
And the subsequent collapsing pit trap,
If it weren't for Javier's strong survival instinct, he would probably have died long ago. Therefore, recalling it now, Javier was still a bit scared, wondering what other major calamities Javier would have to endure under the passive influence of these two protagonists, Rebecca and Billy Coen, before he could survive.
But fortunately,
At least this time,
Javier successfully survived.
Upon seeing Javier almost fall due to the collapsing trap, Rebecca and Billy Coen quickly opened the iron door and pulled Javier, who was hanging on the bent steel bar, up. Looking at the dark sewer below, with only the sound of flowing water, one couldn't help but feel a lingering fear. If they had fallen in, they would have truly kicked the bucket!
"Hoo..."
"Luckily, I'm tough. Otherwise, I'd really be dead here. Which scumbag designed this interrogation room? It's completely shoddy construction, and they even set the interrogation room above the sewer. With years of moisture erosion, it'd be strange if it didn't collapse. If it weren't for no personal grudges, I would never believe it!"