"…"
"The Wesker Project was a high-IQ children's screening program I created when I was researching bio-viruses. You were injected with strains of the progenitor virus, but only two of all the Wesker children survived, and one of them was you, Albert Wesker."
"I know you must be wondering why I created the Umbrella Corporation, why I spent so much time, effort, and money researching viruses. The power of Bio-weapons and conventional weapons simply cannot be compared."
"If I used the funds earned by the Umbrella Corporation to research conventional weapons, not only would I not be opposed by the government, but I would also receive some support."
"After all, billions of US dollars cannot research a mature and stable bio-virus, but they can easily create several missiles. The efficiency of the two is different."
With a calm voice,
Spencer looked at Wesker in front of him and explained faintly. The only advantage he had over Wesker was one: mystery. By using his mystery,
Spencer could pretend that he still had many unfathomable secrets hidden in his mind. As long as Wesker could save him, Spencer would tell Wesker all the secrets he knew.
This was a risky move,
Because there was no other way, Spencer chose to take one last gamble!
"But what I want to tell you, Wesker, is that my goal is not just this. I want to become a god, gain immortality, and re-rule and manage this world, eliminating those inferior humans."
"To create a new species of super-human. In this way, I will lead humanity into a new era, one that allows humanity to achieve great development."
"Cough cough cough… So, I'm dying now. Give me the virus data and samples you've researched, and I will give you the true plan for becoming a god. To change this world, it's not just about these viruses in front of you."
"I can give you a more complete plan, but I am now powerless to activate my remaining trump cards. Don't you want to know more secrets of the Umbrella Corporation—?"
He coughed a few times,
Spencer's body was getting worse and worse. He looked at Wesker with a pale face, his eyes full of composure, and directly asked Wesker,
He had already thrown out his price and demands. Now it was up to Wesker whether he was willing to make a trade.
After all,
Spencer indeed still had something real in his mind, such as the power of his mentor, Mother Miranda's Mold, which was a miraculous species beyond bio-viruses.
Wesker certainly didn't know this secret. No… In this world, besides himself, no one knew of the Mold's existence.
Therefore, if necessary,
To continue to cling to life, Spencer could even reveal the matter of the Mold. This was the last struggle of a dying man, truly regrettable…
However,
Spencer underestimated Wesker's cold-bloodedness.
He already possessed the ouroboros virus, with the basic ability to screen superior humans in the world. Just this point alone,
Wesker already had the qualifications to become the Kami of the new world. So, the arrogant and conceited Wesker didn't care what secrets Spencer still had in his mind.
He just wanted to know what Spencer's true purpose was for expending so much effort to create the Umbrella Corporation and research bio-viruses.
And now…
Wesker already knew this purpose. Spencer just wanted to compete with him for the qualification to become the Kami of the new world.
Since that was the case,
Then there was no need for Spencer to remain. This dying man was no longer of any use…
Looking at Spencer's expectant face, Wesker didn't know why he suddenly felt a strong urge to laugh. He could see Spencer's final death throes.
Even though Spencer quickly reined in that expectant expression, Wesker still accurately caught it.
After all,
A dying man,
When he knows he has one last possible plan to cling to life, he will naturally do everything he can to grasp that last straw.
To keep himself from sinking to the bottom of the lake,
And the desire to survive is the most difficult to conceal, while the fear of death is the most terrifying. Therefore, even Spencer, that old fox, found it difficult to perfectly conceal the expression on his face.
But unfortunately,
Spencer underestimated Wesker in one thing: Wesker simply didn't care what secrets Spencer still had in his mind.
Even if those secrets were really important, it didn't matter, because he was about to become a god. Since that was the case, everything else became less important.
"You are very eager to live…?"
"Spencer, you misunderstood one thing. I don't need your plan at all, old man, and whatever secrets you have in your head are irrelevant, because I already possess the qualification to become a god, and that piece of the puzzle is firmly in my hands."
"You probably don't know yet, but the Stairway of the Sun in Africa has been taken over by me. I have extracted the most primitive progenitor virus strain."
"And I have re-fused it with other viruses to create a new product, and this new virus… is named the ouroboros virus—!"
"And my plan is called the Ouroboros Plan. This virus also has a very strong screening capability. It only needs to infect a portion of humanity, and these viruses can screen the host's adaptability to the virus. If the host successfully fuses with the ouroboros virus, they will gain extraordinary power."
"Becoming a New Human, no longer the inferior race you spoke of. And if they cannot withstand it, the host's body will decompose into snake-like filamentous organisms. These decomposed snake-like organisms will then seek the next host for infection."
"Thus, an infinite, continuous cycle occurs: Ouroboros, the tail-biting serpent, Uroboros, eternal, perfect, self-devourer, infinite cycle. I will rely on this virus to become the god of the new world, so… I don't need any of your plans or secrets!"
Slowly bending down,
Wesker looked at Spencer, who was desperately trying to conceal his true feelings, and couldn't help but mock him.
This feeling of being superior to someone he once looked up to made Wesker immensely enjoy it. At the same time, Wesker also revealed his entire plan.
The Ouroboros Plan…
Was Wesker's ultimate trump card, a new type of virus developed with Tricell, a powerful virus that could change the world. As long as he had this, all of Spencer's secrets would become completely irrelevant.
"…"
"How is that possible…? You… you've developed the newest type of virus…? No… no no no, Wesker, a simple virus cannot change the world or achieve immortality. You are still missing the last piece of the puzzle."
"That is another product besides the virus. Believe me… besides viruses, there are other things in the world that serve as the final puzzle piece. Help me, let me continue to live, and I will tell you this last secret!"
Hearing Wesker's words,
Spencer completely panicked. Having been trapped in the Mansion Villa for so long, Spencer had no idea that so many new viruses had been developed in the outside world during that time.
Including the ouroboros virus newly developed by Wesker, Spencer did not know what kind of abilities the ouroboros virus possessed.
But Spencer knew,
If he didn't show his value soon, he would truly die here. Therefore, Spencer immediately denied Wesker's carefully prepared ouroboros virus plan,
Instead, he repeatedly tried to boost his own value, telling Wesker that to change the world and become a god, the ouroboros virus alone was absolutely not enough, and only with his help could Wesker succeed!
At this moment, Spencer,
Had already decided to reveal all the secrets he knew, including the power of his mentor, Mother Miranda's Mold.
That was a new type of organism beyond viruses,
Just like the Plaga parasite in Resident Evil 4, a new Bio-weapon. The Mold would definitely be enough to attract Wesker's interest.
However,
Spencer forgot one more thing.
He was too eager, too eager to continue clinging to life, which caused Spencer to overly belittle Wesker's ouroboros virus in his words.
You should know…
The ouroboros virus was the culmination of nearly ten years of Wesker's effort. With Wesker's arrogant self-confidence at this moment,
How could he allow Spencer, this dying man, this mere skeleton in a tomb, to judge and belittle his ouroboros virus?
And even to say that his Uroboros was completely incapable of changing the world? How could Wesker tolerate that—!
"Shut up…!"
"Spencer, no… you old geezer, I don't want to hear you babble anymore. You are just a dying man, attempting to cling to life, which is why you are full of lies to deceive me."
"I am no longer the Wesker I once was, not your student who could be casually manipulated. Instead, I can casually manipulate you, Spencer!"
An enraged Wesker did not hesitate, reaching out and grabbing Spencer's red bathrobe collar, fiercely pulling him up from his wheelchair.
With his superhuman strength,
He could easily lift Spencer, this frail old man weighing less than a hundred pounds. His dark sunglasses stared directly into Spencer's eyes, and Wesker spoke in a cold tone,
"But it's also a pity,"
"I don't have any ouroboros virus injectors with me. If I did, I would be willing to give you a chance."
"Inject the ouroboros virus into you. Whether you can survive depends on your own willpower, Spencer…!"
The anger in his heart slowly faded,
Wesker then harshly threw Spencer back into his wheelchair, and then mocked Spencer with an extremely sarcastic tone,
Let alone the ouroboros virus,
Wesker would inject Spencer with any virus. Don't you want to live? Then let's see if the virus gives you that chance.
And thinking of this,
Wesker suddenly thought of something interesting and fun.
He immediately pulled up the cuff of his trench coat, revealing his strong wrist, with veins bulging.
Wesker did not hesitate,
He drew the dagger from his thigh and stabbed it into the vein. A dark, reddish-black blood quickly dripped into the teacup, mixing with the tea leaves, becoming extremely cloudy and murky yellow.
"Drip, drip…"
And at this moment,
Wesker's wrist wound returned to normal. Looking at the cloudy, yellowish tea, Wesker, with a mischievous look, pushed it to Spencer's mouth, then said faintly:
"Spencer, do you want to continue living?"
"You can. I'll give you a chance, even as a repayment for the kindness of creating me, Wesker, in this world. Drink this cup of tea, which contains my blood and the progenitor virus."
"If you're lucky, you'll gain superhuman strength like me and regain a young, strong body."
"And if you're unlucky, you'll turn into an ugly zombie monster. But that's also a form of continuing to live, in a way, isn't it? You haven't completely died, have you? Hahahahaha…!"
At this moment, Wesker regarded Spencer as a mere puppet that could be manipulated at will, which made him feel extremely pleased.
Despite already possessing status, power, wealth, and women, he actually had such a happy day.
It was rare,
After all, in the past, he always wore a poker face. This indicated that Wesker truly found it very interesting to manipulate Spencer, the founder of the Umbrella Corporation!
And for viruses ingested into the stomach,
Some people believe that this cannot lead to infection, but in fact, it's not true… First, this is a Bio-weapon, and its potency is completely different from ordinary viruses.
It's not like the venom of various snakes, which are all proteins and are thought to be broken down by stomach acid upon entering the digestive tract. If it were just simple animal venom, that might be true,
But viruses are a completely different matter.
After all, some Bio-weapons can infect not only through blood but also through respiration. One's focus shouldn't always be on the T-Virus; this is the ouroboros virus—!
Even HPV virus, after entering the stomach, cannot be effectively killed by stomach acid. Instead, it can cause the host to feel nausea and discomfort, with the virus multiplying extensively in the stomach, leading to mucosal damage, inflammation, and lymph node enlargement, etc.
And once the mucous membrane is damaged,
Then the virus can quickly invade human blood for rapid infection. Therefore, even if the virus is drunk, its ability to infect does not disappear; it is merely a matter of the speed of infection.
"…"
"Gulp… …"
Looking at the cloudy tea Wesker held to his mouth, Spencer, for some reason, actually felt a slight impulse.
Even though Spencer knew the success rate was less than one in a thousand, after all, Spencer's old and frail body simply could not withstand the power of the progenitor virus.
But even so,
Spencer still wanted to try, after all, he had nothing left to lose, and a young, strong, and vibrant body held immense temptation for Spencer.
Just like that,
Looking at the greedy, longing expression in Spencer's eyes, Wesker, wearing dark sunglasses, smiled slightly and suddenly put the teacup back on the table.