"Thump, thump, thump…"
"Thump, thump, thump…"
Javier's footsteps slowly came to a halt inside a room. This small room, just over thirty square meters, was Javier's residence—a very cozy little house.
As they watched Javier slowly enter the house, the few surveillance personnel hiding in the dark gradually emerged. Their mission was to monitor every move of the S.T.A.R.S members. Although they didn't know why, these were orders from Chief Brian and the Umbrella Corporation. Plus, it was a legitimate job with a substantial salary, so they naturally didn't bother to think too much about it.
"Clang—!"
"I'm home…"
Twisting the doorknob, Javier slowly opened the room door, stepped inside, and spoke softly to the empty house.
This wasn't Javier acting like the protagonist of some Japanese harem anime; there was genuinely someone in the room, and it was a girl with disheveled hair, wearing a crooked, loose-fitting slip dress. No… it should be a monster girl—
Chapter 3: The Way of Heaven Reincarnates, Who Does Heaven Spare?
Yes,
On the living room sofa in Javier's room, a monster girl sat quietly with disheveled hair. The coffee table was covered with various snack bags, the television was chattering, and the lights flickered. The monster girl stared intently at the flickering TV screen, seemingly very curious.
She wore only a simple slip dress, which hung askew. Furthermore, it was noteworthy that the monster girl's skin was pale and bloodless, and even her visible veins were completely black.
And this monster girl,
was none other than Lisa Trevor—
Undoubtedly,
This bizarre scene was exactly like the beginning of a Japanese harem anime, after all, who would hide a beautiful girl… Bah! A female monster in their home!
Of course,
To explain it, the story goes back several tens of days.
Since returning from the Mansion Villa mission, Lisa, having nowhere to go, didn't stay in the dense forests of the Akeley Mountains. Lisa hated that place; it held many painful memories for her. Thus, after much thought, Lisa carried her mother's remains and followed Javier's scent all the way to Raccoon City.
Fortunately, Lisa was truly smart enough.
Her infiltration into Raccoon City as a monster girl didn't cause much panic; she was even very good at hiding her tracks. When Javier first saw Lisa suddenly appear in his home, he was startled, but upon discovering that Lisa was even smarter than he had imagined, Javier felt much more at ease.
She neither cried nor made trouble.
She wouldn't even run around outside without permission under Javier's orders. Initially, Javier planned to have Lisa stay in the basement to avoid unnecessary trouble, but since Lisa didn't do anything troublesome, Javier naturally abandoned that idea.
What put Javier even more at ease was Lisa's eating habits. As a half-human, half-monster, Javier originally thought this little girl would need fresh blood or human flesh, but Lisa was very resistant to such food. Perhaps it was because she didn't want to be assimilated. The G Virus in Lisa's body was incredibly resilient, so even if she didn't eat much, she could sustain herself for a long time in standby mode.
Therefore,
even human food,
Lisa could consume and absorb. This was the most reassuring point for Javier. If Lisa truly needed fresh blood or humans to be satisfied, then no matter how pitiful Lisa's experience was, Javier would not have adopted this monster girl.
After all, Javier couldn't abandon his human bottom line for Lisa… helping a monster eat people was not something Javier could do—
"…"
"Auntie Lisa, it's time to eat. Stop watching TV; too much screen time is bad for your eyes. There's a bookshelf nearby; you can read more of those books. You've spent thirty years in a daze, as if in another lifetime. Don't forget everything once you come out."
"At the very least… speak fluently, have basic common sense, and don't be an electronics illiterate! Oh, and you need to know elementary school arithmetic like addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division!"
As soon as he entered,
Looking at Lisa, who looked like a slovenly, shut-in girl who hadn't bathed in tens of days, Javier's expression was a bit helpless. He walked over, picked up the remote control, and turned off the TV. At the same time, he threw the KFC kids' meal he had just bought to Lisa and began to earnestly advise her.
Unfortunately,
These words of advice were useless.
"Hiss…!!!"
Instead, they provoked the monster girl Lisa to bare her teeth and snarl, emitting a terrifying hiss. Her hair bristled, and in an instant, the Plaga parasite tentacles behind her also shot out, flailing wildly at Javier.
She looked very angry and enraged.
But equally unfortunately,
Javier was also immune to the monster girl Lisa's threatening posture. This creature was just like a stray cat on the street; it seemed to bare its teeth fiercely, but in reality, it was just putting on a show and had no intention of harming Javier.
During these tens of days of living together,
Javier had faced Lisa's threatening gestures more than seventy or eighty times and had long become immune.
As for Lisa,
She was still dissatisfied with what Javier had just said.
"Auntie Lisa" was the most grating title Lisa had ever heard. She hated this title, but in reality, she was also helpless, because after careful investigation, Javier learned that Lisa had endured exactly thirty-one years of torment in the Mansion Villa. Although pitiful, it also meant that Lisa, in addition to her original teenage age, had to add a full thirty years to her age.
Goodness gracious…
At this age,
Let alone being a young girl, she was old enough to be Javier's mother. At over forty years old, it was indeed not excessive for Javier to tease her by calling her "Auntie." Initially, Javier thought Lisa was very young, but now it seemed… Javier himself had been presumptuous.
Therefore,
Lisa was very dissatisfied with this. However, despite saying so, Lisa had spent her entire thirty-one years of torment in the Mansion Villa in a daze, with very few memories.
Therefore, Lisa did not feel that she was over forty years old; she still believed her psychological age was only in her teens. She especially did not want to be teased as "Auntie" by that scoundrel Javier.
But what made Javier want to laugh even more was that,
This monster girl, Lisa, neither wanted to admit she was an aunt nor a child. She didn't even glance at the kids' meal Javier threw to her; she directly snatched Javier's adult meal and began to devour it.
"…"
"It's really like raising a troublesome pet…"
Watching Lisa busily devouring the KFC burger and chicken drumstick next to him, Javier shook his head helplessly. To be honest, it was quite unexpected. Javier himself didn't know why he adopted Lisa. Perhaps there was some selfish motive, as Javier also wanted to utilize Lisa's power.
After all, Lisa carried various Bio-weapons and was immortal, truly a walking poison jar. Even the original G Virus was within her. What was even more unbelievable was that Lisa possessed intelligence, which was far superior to any so-called Tyrant.
Having such a bodyguard by his side, Javier would be much more at ease. She was an invincible enforcer—!
Another reason was Lisa's danger.
It should be known that Lisa was the true original G Virus. A monster carrying the G Virus entering Raccoon City, if Lisa wasn't handled well, could infect most of Raccoon City at any time. At that point, they would no longer be facing a group of T-Virus zombies, but a group of G Virus-enhanced monsters.
Escaping the Raccoon City dungeon would directly change from difficult mode to nightmare mode, with G Virus-enhanced monsters everywhere. Goodness gracious, that scene, that thrill was simply something else. Therefore, to prevent his dungeon from mutating, Javier could only reluctantly take in this monster girl, Lisa…
…
On the other side,
In a certain apartment,
a woman with a cold demeanor was quietly examining her reflection in the bathroom mirror. Tens of days of confinement had pushed Jill's spirit to the brink of collapse. Although her face remained beautiful, she looked much more haggard.
Coupled with the unpleasant memories from the Mansion Villa mission, Jill was tormented by nightmares almost daily. Insomnia, anxiety, unease, delusions, and other negative symptoms were manifesting in Jill.
Smart as she was,
Jill was very sure of her intuition; not only had Umbrella Corporation's crimes not been exposed, but they had also been blocked by that old fat pig, Chief Brian, who even placed S.T.A.R.S under house arrest and surveillance.
Jill's sixth sense clearly told her that Umbrella Corporation would definitely try to assassinate her.
"No, I have to escape from here, I can't stay any longer…",
"Among everyone in Raccoon City, my situation is the most difficult.
Chris and Captain Enrico are nowhere to be found, most likely they have escaped.
Rebecca has also been invited to leave by the S.T.A.R.S branch.
Barry has gone to rescue his wife and daughter.
Now, in the entire city, only Javier, that coward Brian, and I are left."
"Brian is not reliable.
I need to find a way to contact Javier.
I wonder what that bastard has been doing these past few weeks!"
She quickly splashed cold water on her face.
Jill cleared her head, then quickly ran to her desk to rummage through a pile of documents.
Soon, she found Javier's contact number.
She planned to call him to discuss a strategy and then act together, because in the entire city… the only person Jill could trust unconditionally was Javier, who had fought alongside her.
Unfortunately,
Jill had no idea that very soon, her most fanatical pursuer in history would arrive.
Umbrella Corporation's intelligent Tyrant, Tyrant, was about to make its debut.
It was Umbrella Corporation's latest Bio-weapon product, and the purpose of sending Tyrant was, naturally, to eliminate all surviving S.T.A.R.S members in Raccoon City first.
And as a smart one, Tyrant knew Javier was not easy to deal with, so he very cleverly went to find Jill first to give her a good greeting.
After all, dealing with a perverted scumbag and dealing with a beautiful young lady…
No matter how stupid Tyrant seemed, he wouldn't choose to play with Javier, right?
What's fun about big men playing with big men?
Even for a game of Landlord, they're short one player.
Are they supposed to be gay?
Therefore,
Under these seemingly reasonable reasons,
Jill was targeted by Tyrant.
What followed would be a fan-chasing journey of a perverted stalker pursuing a female idol…
…
Another scene—
Raccoon City Underground G Virus Research Institute.
William's frequent contact with high-ranking US military officials made Umbrella Corporation and Spencer extremely uneasy.
After all, Spencer did not want William, this biological genius, to betray him, nor did he want him to hand over the G Virus to others.
William had also learned his lesson early from his mentor, Marcus.
William was well aware of Spencer's ambition.
Once he completed his research on the G Virus, Spencer would forcefully seize his G Virus research results, just as he had seized his teacher Marcus's T-Virus and Leech Queen research results back then.
William, who was equally fanatical about viruses, naturally would not allow this to happen.
He wanted to strike first, which was why he had contacted high-ranking US military officials early, intending to seek their protection.
The only pity was…
While William was planning to strike first, little did he know that Spencer had also thought of the same tactic of striking first.
In order to intercept and recover the G Virus first, Spencer directly dispatched Umbrella Corporation's private combat unit, the U.S.S Squad.
The U.S.S Squad is a private security armed force under Umbrella Corporation, responsible for protecting facilities with classified biological technology and, when necessary, killing personnel who pose a threat to the company.
The organization is known for its large scale and semi-military training institutions.
They also established a secret base on Rockfort Island.
Typically, the U.S.S Squad is equipped with different types of weapons according to their mission type, and generally, the U.S.S Squad operates in teams of four.
To ensure the foolproof recovery of the G Virus, Spencer even dispatched the ace soldier of the U.S.S Squad, the one known as "Death," Hunk—
The absolute king of soldiers in the U.S.S Squad, with a mission completion rate of over ninety percent.
The remaining ten percent is simply reserved for contingency estimation.
Hunk basically completes every mission he undertakes.
Of course, he also has one flaw: any teammates who accompany him will all die in battle, with only he himself surviving and returning…
This is also the true reason why Hunk is called "Death."
He is simply the classic embodiment of "death as the wind, always by my side."
I believe no U.S.S Squad member who has heard rumors about Hunk would be glad to undertake a mission with him.
That would probably be a very unlucky yet very fortunate thing.
The fortunate thing is that they encountered a god rarely seen by ordinary people.
The unfortunate thing is that the god on the other side is Death—!
Therefore,
Just as William was busy packing his things and preparing to escape, little did he know that… the classic scene awaiting him was about to unfold.
After all, that's how he dealt with his mentor, Marcus, back then, bringing a large group of special forces to kill Marcus and making him watch his virus research results being taken away.
And now,
As the saying goes, what goes around comes around, and karma spares no one.
The tables have turned, and now it's William's turn to perform this good show.
At the same time,
This was also the true fuse for the outbreak of Resident Evil in Raccoon City.
Because of the conflict between the U.S.S Squad and William, during the process of recovering the G Virus sample, the T-Virus sample also shattered, flowing directly into Raccoon City's sewer system, where it was gnawed on by rats, contaminating the water source, and then spreading to humans.
A series of chain reactions led to the outbreak of this disaster.
Oh…
No, wait, that's wrong.
The real reason for the outbreak of the bio-virus should be that Americans only drink tap water and don't like to drink boiled water!
Chapter 4 Sherry Birkin
Inside Raccoon City's sewers—
"Beep beep beep…"
"Beep beep beep…"
"Calling headquarters, this is Team A leader Hunk.
All six U.S.S Squad teams have arrived in the sewers of the Raccoon City Underground Institute.
We are ready to begin the mission at any time.
Also, we need headquarters to unlock the Institute's access.
If there are no problems… we can start now!"
In the various filthy sewers of Raccoon City,
Special teams of four were lurking.
They were the U.S.S Squad sent by Umbrella Corporation.
From Wolfpack to… Fairies, there were six team codenames in total, making up 24 people.
They were all well-trained elites.
Although the U.S.S Squad was only Umbrella Corporation's private armed force, in terms of actual capability, they were not much weaker than the US military's special forces, and even stronger.
After all,
The US military's special forces had no experience dealing with zombies and bio-monsters, while the U.S.S Squad did.
Their daily training involved these ugly monsters, so in terms of response capability, they were even stronger than the US military's special forces.
And at this moment,
They were dispersed at the six entrances to the Raccoon City sewers.
These entrances were the passages leading to William's G Virus Research Institute, and what they needed now… was to quietly wait for Umbrella Corporation's network hackers to remotely unlock the access.
Although William was the owner of the G Virus Research Institute, it was Umbrella Corporation that built and managed it.
Therefore, Spencer also knew the access permissions for the Institute.
Thus, this underground fortress was essentially no different from a mere formality in front of Umbrella Corporation's own people.
They could backstab whenever they wanted…
And these U.S.S Squad members,
In terms of armament, they shared a similar hobby with Javier, who suffered from a fear of insufficient firepower.
They were armed to the teeth, wearing black special operations suits that were waterproof, warm, and not stuffy.
They had complete protective gear and combat boots, the highest-grade bulletproof vests and steel helmets that could withstand 7.26 rifle rounds, and even red-eyed pig-nosed gas masks on their faces.