But unfortunately, ultimately, that woman Excella managed to escape, which left Jill feeling very regretful. If only she had shot and broken Excella's leg just now.
"It's no use..."
"Wesker doesn't fall for that. For the sake of his own plans, Wesker can give up anything, including that woman just now."
"If a person truly wants to achieve greatness, they must discard their humanity and turn a blind eye to everything. Wesker has clearly become such a cold and heartless monster."
Seeing Jill's regretful expression,
Javier stepped forward and explained calmly, while bending down to pick up the PG67 agent from the ground. Although they likely wouldn't need this item anymore,
Javier could keep it for now.
After all, this was an agent that neutralized the progenitor virus. It might come in handy in the future. Lisa and the others were also infected; if they ever lost control of the power within them, they would need such an agent to help suppress it.
"What is this?"
"Is it something that woman accidentally left behind...?"
At this moment,
Chris looked at the white agent Javier had picked up, leaned in to observe it for a moment, and asked with some confusion. Clearly, they didn't know the true purpose of this agent.
"PG67. It's an agent Wesker specifically uses to suppress the virus in his body. The virus fused within him is the progenitor virus, unlike people like Lisa and Alexia."
"Wesker fused with the progenitor virus gradually, not through a one-time perfect fusion. Therefore, the progenitor virus in his body is unstable, and he needs this agent to balance its power."
Hearing Chris's question,
Javier handed the agent to Chris for inspection before explaining.
Without Lisa, Alexia, and the others, defeating the superhuman Wesker would indeed require a sneak attack with this vial of PG67.
But unfortunately,
it's completely unnecessary now.
Javier didn't believe that in such a short time, the progenitor virus in Wesker's body could evolve to surpass Lisa's power.
That was simply impossible.
Unless Wesker also completed the fusion with the ouroboros virus, he wouldn't stand a chance against Lisa. That was why Javier said they wouldn't need this item.
"So what should we do next?"
"Javier, can Lisa still track Excella's location? She slipped away through the escape tunnel, which is completely different from the regular route."
Hearing Javier's explanation, Chris immediately lost interest. It was just a virus-stabilizing agent; it was of no help to them at all.
Without the reminder from Jill in the original timeline,
Chris was completely unaware of the ingenious use of this agent. Wesker had already injected a dose of PG67.
If he were injected with another dose,
the progenitor virus in Wesker's body would fall into chaos, causing his superpowers to fail and turning him into an ordinary person. Now, Chris was more concerned about Excella's whereabouts.
"Don't worry."
"I've already locked onto her position. She's heading outside the Institute base, likely to regroup with Wesker. Let's move quickly."
At this time,
facing Chris's concern, Lisa calmly reassured him. She only needed to close her eyes,
concentrate her mind, and sense all the information around her,
and she could immediately find Excella's trail again. After all, that woman had left a very strong biological scent in the laboratory; escaping would be almost impossible.
...
On the other side—
Taking the shortcut through the escape tunnel, Excella quickly fled the Institute base carrying two white briefcases. She had nearly been caught just now.
This left Excella feeling very tense.
Her chest was still heaving, and when she turned her head, she realized one of the briefcases had opened, and a vial of PG67 inside had disappeared. This caused her heart to tighten.
But thinking that PG67 was only used to soothe the power of the progenitor virus in Wesker's body and wasn't anything vital,
Excella slowly breathed a sigh of relief. She didn't want to give Wesker a bad impression at this critical juncture.
But little did she know,
she had already given Wesker a bad impression.
Because from the very beginning, Excella's name was never on the list for Wesker's Ouroboros Virus Project. Excella was merely a tool Wesker used to research the ouroboros virus.
At this moment, on the deck of the ship outside the Institute base, many sailors' corpses were already piled up. These were all sacrifices prepared by Wesker. He intended to test the true power of the ouroboros virus one last time before leaving.
"Click, click, click..."
"You're here...?"
"Excella, is everything ready? And I assume you weren't tracked by those intruders, Javier and Chris?"
Hearing the rhythmic click of high heels from a distance, the cold figure standing in the night sea breeze slowly turned around.
Wearing pitch-black sunglasses, Wesker looked at the hurried Excella and couldn't help but frown slightly, asking in a cold, indifferent tone.
"There was a slight complication..."
"Those people from the BSAA were chasing fast and almost caught me, but I managed to lose them."
"However, one vial of PG67 was lost; it was shot out of my hand. There's no time to lose, we should leave here, Wesker..."
Hearing Wesker's questioning,
Excella's heart tightened, but she forced herself to remain calm and explained to Wesker with a strained smile.
At the same time, she held up the white briefcase in her hand, which was riddled with several bullet holes, proving that her words were not a lie.
However,
after hearing Excella's words,
Wesker continued to frown. The PG67 agent was very important to him.
It helped neutralize the power of the progenitor virus in his body, allowing his body to reach a balance so that he could control the virus's power at will.
To deal with formidable enemies like Lisa and Alexia,
Wesker had been frantically increasing the power of the progenitor virus in his body lately. Because he wasn't a perfect fusion,
but rather a gradual awakening of the progenitor virus's power,
combined with the rapid increase in power now, Wesker was finding it somewhat difficult to control the progenitor virus within him.
He needed an injection of PG67 almost every week.
But now Excella had lost one of the doses for the coming weeks. Although there were two other backup vials, this still made Wesker feel very dissatisfied.
Of course,
it also included the fact that Wesker had already intended to discard Excella. After all, Wesker had never truly seen Excella as his woman.
With no woman in his heart, he believed himself to be more powerful. Wesker understood this principle deeply, so he just needed a reason to discard Excella, his tool.
"Excella, can you see the vision after the Ouroboros Virus Project is implemented?"
Ignoring Excella's urging,
Wesker turned his back to her, facing the night sea breeze alone, and asked calmly.
"All humans will complete their evolution. Asia, Europe, Africa, Oceania, the Americas—humans across all five continents will be infected by the ouroboros virus, which will then spread to every corner of the world. Those with inferior genes will be weeded out."
"They are dispensable on this planet; their survival is just a waste of air. They have no use. Those with superior genes will be chosen by the gods, gaining unparalleled power and transcending their mortal bodies. I call these humans 'New Humans'."
"New Humans will enter a new century, and I, as the creator, will lead them into a new world."
"In the future... humanity will become even stronger planetary overlords, no longer confined to this planet. And the virus is the most important step to allow humanity to achieve this great leap!"
Before Excella could speak,
Wesker continued on his own.
Wesker's strange state filled Excella with a deep sense of unease.
She could clearly feel the change in Wesker's attitude toward her.
He had become somewhat disgusted with her, which was unacceptable to Excella. Thus, she hurriedly spoke, seeking an answer:
"I know, I know all of this..."
"I will help you realize this great plan and ideal, Wesker. In this future vision and new century, and by your side, there should be a place for me, right? Wesker! You'll share this new world with me, right?!"
Her tone became urgent, almost pleading.
Excella suddenly dropped the briefcase and grabbed Wesker's arm, hurriedly asking him.
Attempting to get the answer she wanted from this heartless scoundrel. If Wesker so much as nodded, this love-struck woman would weep with joy.
But unfortunately,
"No..."
"You don't have that qualification, Excella. You are of no use anymore. You are not qualified to share the fruits of the new world with me."
Without any hesitation,
Wesker turned around, his cold gaze sweeping over Excella as he spoke in a heartless, indifferent tone.
These words were like heartless arrows,
instantly piercing Excella's chest and making her body sway. Her love-struck mind shattered at that moment.
"Wait,"
"What does this mean, Wesker? Are you joking?! Right... you must be joking, right? Tell me, this isn't true!"
Hearing the judgment, Excella did not give up.
Still clutching Wesker's arm tightly, she asked with an urgent expression, trying to dismiss the words as a joke.
After all, the Ouroboros Virus Project was about to succeed.
Excella truly couldn't understand why Wesker would discard her. Was it simply because she had accidentally lost a vial of PG67?
That result would be too ridiculous.
She was the CEO of a Tricell branch, a person high and mighty in the eyes of outsiders, a powerful career woman.
Whether it was resources, manpower, or money, including herself, she was a veritable genius who could easily handle any position. How could an outstanding talent like her not be worth a mere vial of medicine?
This was the thing Excella could least understand—!
However,
Wesker was not interested in any of that.
Once the Ouroboros Virus Project was successfully implemented, what couldn't he get—money, status, women, power?
And he had already enjoyed these things; he didn't have the slightest attachment to them. Even a capable female secretary or assistant was something Wesker didn't need.
"Excella, considering everything you've done for me, I can give you a chance to share the new world with me. But it depends on whether you have the luck. Make the most of it; this is the last thing you can do for me."
His expression remained unchanged.
Wesker took out a syringe from his coat.
Before Excella could react, he immediately injected it into her neck. Her expression changed, and she clutched her neck as her face began to contort in pain.
"Ugh... ugh... ah...!!!"
Clutching her neck,
Excella knelt on the ground in agony, her gaze toward Wesker filled with disbelief. She never would have imagined
that in the end, Wesker would discard her in such a manner. She had held onto her delusions until the very end.
At this very moment, Excella finally understood.
Wesker didn't love her at all; she was just a convenient tool to complete the Ouroboros Virus Project, to be tossed away after use.