Meanwhile, her mother, Jessica Trevor, was in the cave with her daughter, Lisa.
Due to the viral infection, Jessica Trevor, as a mother, was on the verge of mutating into a zombie.
She managed to overcome the virus's control through the sheer will of maternal love, enduring an entire night in the cave without eating her daughter, Lisa.
Eventually, her remains were placed in a stone coffin by Umbrella Corporation's researchers and hung on a cliff.
It took Lisa more than thirty years to finally find her mother's remains.
As for Lisa Trevor herself, there's even less need to say.
She was tormented by the Bio-weapon virus injection for over thirty years without dying, her body like a shriveled corpse, with a thick layer of human skin draped over her head.
She endured for decades due to her longing for maternal love, and was finally rescued by Javier, restoring her to her current normal human appearance.
That experience felt as vivid as if it were yesterday, causing Lisa's thoughts to race at this moment.
Indeed, Lisa asked herself, she truly had been touched by Javier's kindness and had even forgotten her past suffering.
Now, she only wanted to stay by Javier's side and complete what he wanted to do.
Her intense hatred for the Umbrella Corporation had long since faded.
But just as Javier said, even without the hatred, the karma that needed to be resolved, she still had to resolve it.
Oswell Edward Spencer must die by her hand—!
Of course, not only Javier's side, but the location information spread by Spencer was also known by members of the BSAA.
Among them, the most attentive were undoubtedly Chris and Jill.
Back then, as part of S.T.A.R.S, they destroyed Umbrella Corporation's Bio-weapon Institute and Mansion Institute.
This made Umbrella Corporation's people eye them with extreme hostility, even dispatching the Bio-weapon Nemesis, the The Pursuer, to hunt down S.T.A.R.S personnel during the Raccoon City crisis.
Jill, who was relentlessly pursued and cornered by the obsessive The Pursuer, deeply understood this feeling.
Therefore, upon learning of an opportunity to finally eliminate Spencer, the ultimate leader of Umbrella Corporation, the two wasted no time.
They immediately planned to fly a helicopter to the Mansion Villa in a small town in Scotland, UK, intending to deliver the final judgment to Spencer, the behind-the-scenes boss of Umbrella Corporation.
"Jill, are you ready?"
"This can be said to be the final reckoning.
Although Umbrella Corporation has collapsed, we still must eliminate the last leader.
Only then will Umbrella Corporation truly be extinct."
On the helipad at the BSAA headquarters in the United States, Chris, fully equipped, calmly asked Jill, who was changing clothes in the warehouse.
After many years apart, Chris had grown a bit stronger, developing into a tough guy.
His increasingly robust physique year after year also proved how disciplined Chris was.
This guy truly didn't touch women at all.
No wonder he was suspected of being gay; after all, his muscle growth rate was too exaggerated, almost like a bodybuilder rather than a soldier.
Compared to the green, lanky Chris from the first generation Mansion, it was a world of difference, making it impossible to connect them as the same person.
He still wore his familiar military green vest, bulletproof vest, camouflage pants, and combat boots, with an M16 assault rifle slung on his back.
Various accessories were fully equipped: scope, laser sight, flashlight, grip.
He carried several magazines, a large-caliber pistol, and a close-combat knife.
It was surprising that Chris was carrying a rifle; I thought this guy still led with a pistol—!
"Click...!"
"I'm ready, but... Chris, are you really not going to tell Javier, Rebecca, and Barry about this?"
"I think it's necessary for them to know about this, after all, they are the only three surviving members of the Raccoon City S.T.A.R.S."
"If we're truly going to end Spencer and Umbrella Corporation, I think we should tell them; they have the right to know about this."
The warehouse door slowly opened.
Jill, having changed into her clothes and equipped, slowly walked out.
The Jill Valentine with short blonde hair and a cold personality was gone.
Having experienced more and more battles, Jill, though still heroic and spirited at this moment, had gained a few touches of maturity.
After all, she was no longer young, and especially with her long hair tied in a braid, her 'wife-like' aura grew stronger.
Her attire was still the familiar blue tight-fitting combat suit, a blue hat, and her long blonde hair tied back.
Jill looked at Chris, who was waiting for her outside the warehouse, and after a moment of hesitation, Jill still asked Chris.
At the very moment they were finally going to besiege and end Umbrella Corporation...
Jill felt not joy or excitement, but a sense of melancholy, a melancholy that time had passed so quickly.
They were once star police officers in Raccoon City, members of S.T.A.R.S, and now looking back, all the original S.T.A.R.S members had gone their separate ways.
Some had perished during the Mansion mission, while others died during the Bio-weapon outbreak in Raccoon City.
Chris and Jill chose to fight Umbrella Corporation and formed the anti-Bio-weapon organization BSAA.
Rebecca, to utilize her expertise as a pharmacist and research Bio-weapon virus vaccines, chose to join the US Government's Bio-weapon Institute.
Barry, due to his age, had now chosen to retire and stay home with his children.
And Javier... he remained the most mysterious one; no one knew what he was doing now.
Everyone went their separate ways...
When she returned to the very beginning, Jill felt very disoriented.
To be honest... she really wanted to see Barry, Rebecca, and Javier.
She wanted the remaining members of S.T.A.R.S to conclude this most crucial moment.
"Jill..."
"You should understand that eliminating Bio-weapon viruses isn't child's play.
This mission is very dangerous.
Umbrella Corporation has collapsed, but that doesn't mean Spencer is alone.
So you can't have such naive thoughts, thinking you can gather all your companions like in a game to put a period to the final ending.
It's very difficult, and the timing cannot be missed.
If we go late, Spencer might take the opportunity to escape.
Therefore, we can't wait for others, so be clear-headed.
If you, Jill, truly feel tired, after this mission is over, we two can go find Barry, Rebecca, and Javier to catch up.
At the same time, we'll tell them about the complete demise of Umbrella Corporation and Spencer.
Thinking about it... I haven't rested in a long time either; it really is time to stop for a bit."
Hearing Jill's willful words, Chris was silent for a moment, then finally spoke to break her illusion.
Actually, Chris could understand Jill's feelings.
They were all ordinary police officers at first, and it was because of the Bio-weapon virus that they had come to this point.
Therefore, when it was time to truly end this matter, they would naturally feel extremely disoriented.
If possible... Chris also wanted to gather the S.T.A.R.S members from back then to personally resolve this matter.
But unfortunately, Barry was retired now, and his aging body was no longer very agile.
Moreover, with a family of two children, Chris couldn't possibly let his elder brother Barry join such a dangerous mission again.
If anything unexpected happened, he couldn't bear the responsibility.
As for Rebecca, she was currently a doctor at the Bio-weapon Institute in the United States, helping to research the Bio-weapon virus.
It was unknown if she had any free time, and if Rebecca died, it would significantly slow down the progress of Bio-weapon virus vaccine development.
As for Javier, to be honest, Chris also really wanted to see Javier, but this guy was elusive, with no news for so long.
It was very difficult to contact him.
Therefore, a rational Chris understood that inviting the three was simply impossible.
Time did not allow it, and even if time allowed, Chris himself would not allow it.
It was better for the two of them to complete this mission themselves.
Even if an accident occurred, it didn't matter, as it would only mean the death of two fearless individuals in the fight against the Bio-weapon virus.
"This..."
"I understand, Chris, thank you for reminding me...!"
After being alerted by Chris's words, a rational Jill also realized how naive and fanciful her previous words had been.
Since that was the case, then they would personally end it.
Jill hoped everything would go smoothly; she was actually tired of this battle.
She and Chris had been on the path of fighting the Bio-weapon virus for a full six or seven years; it was time to put an end to it, not continue fighting endlessly.
Otherwise... Jill felt she would be exhausted to death.
She wanted... to rest a little—!
...
On the other side—
New York, USA
Seaside villa,
Javier and the others on this side also dared not be negligent, fearing that if they went too late, Wesker would snatch the first kill.
Therefore, after knowing Spencer's hiding place that day, Javier prepared a private plane the next morning and flew directly to Scotland Airport in the UK.
They were not an anti-Bio-weapon organization like BSAA and could not presumptuously enter another country's territory, so they had to take a passenger plane.
However, private passenger planes also had certain advantages, which was avoiding the trouble brought by Alexia.
After all, with Alexia's angelic and perfect appearance, once she entered a crowded airport, she would quickly be surrounded like a celebrity.
A private passenger plane was much simpler; there were only the three of them in the entire cabin.
No one else would disturb them.
As for the seaside villa, it was left to Sherry and White Wolf to look after.
"..."
"Alexia, what do you think of Spencer?"
Out of boredom, Javier, sitting in the private jet cabin and wiping the Yamato in his hand, suddenly curiously asked Alexia, who was showing off her long legs and busy binge-watching dramas on her laptop.
Despite having the persona of a goddess, she was in fact a complete shut-in in private, with a hobby of watching videos and dramas.
Even though Alexia was a genius and could achieve significant accomplishments in any field she studied, at this moment, Alexia had to admit that the person who invented the Internet was truly a genius.
The internet was developing too fast now, with all kinds of videos, movies, and TV series.
The entertainment options were abundant, greatly satisfying Alexia's playful desires.
She also had to admit that she was tired of fencing and researching viruses, but these things she could never get enough of; it was simply miraculous!
"Spencer...?"
"There's nothing to think about; just an arrogant old man.
He has no talent himself, yet he craves things he cannot control.
His ambition is too great; even I don't dare to aspire to immortality.
I don't understand how Spencer, an ordinary person, could have such thoughts.
His only advantage is merely his ability to amass wealth for Umbrella Corporation."
"Of course, including you, Javier, you are no different from Spencer.
You only got to where you are today by relying on Lisa, and now you're also starting to crave immortality.
If there's even the slightest mistake in the experiment, you'll die without a burial place!"
Hearing Javier's question, Alexia raised her head, brushed a strand of hair from her temple, and cast her sapphire eyes towards Javier, her tone utterly dismissive.
Javier himself also became a target of Alexia's disparagement.
After all, in her view, Javier was indeed no different from Spencer.
At the Antarctic Research Institute, if it weren't for Lisa, Javier would have died hundreds of times over.
A guy who relied on women for everything was not considered to have any real ability.
"Heh heh..."
"I still have the single-person electromagnetic particle cannon left by your father.
If you don't mind, I can let you experience the feeling of your body being blown to smithereens again."
"What's more, you mock Spencer for being arrogant, but aren't you just as arrogant yourself?
His goal is immortality, while someone's goal is to rule the world, like an ant becoming a queen who controls everything.