"Why don't you kill me?" Leon checked and found that he didn't have many opportunities, so he could only come over to eat.
"Kill you? Haha, I can't bear to kill you. If I kill you, I won't have any other toys." Morpheus spun around, still wearing heavy makeup, "Do I look beautiful?"
Leon almost threw up. A bald uncle with heavy makeup asking, "Do I look beautiful?" Who wouldn't feel nauseous at such a question!
"It's alright. The Western Federation will not forgive you for capturing me. They will find you. You'd best surrender, that way your sentence might be lighter," Leon advised.
"Hehe, when I get tired of playing, I'll let you go." Morpheus sneered, his male voice returning. This strange fellow had no idea what he was doing. His right hand, mutated into a giant claw, showed that he was no longer human.
At the same time, Chris also led his team to Africa for anti-terrorism assistance. A biochemical crisis had erupted there, and a large number of residents had turned into zombies. They had to be cleared out immediately, otherwise, it would escalate into a large-scale crisis, and at that point, only missile bombardment could solve the problem.
Chapter 418: Christmas Reunion
Eddie also stopped working for a few days to spend time with his family. Jill also rushed back from BSAA headquarters. A month ago, she went there to work, continuing to investigate and combat biochemical terrorism, which was also a way for her to find something to do.
While working there, she also took her daughter to study and looked after her. She was responsible for clerical work, which wasn't very troublesome.
Chris, however, felt strange, especially when he saw that Jill was already married and even had a child. He felt a little sad, as if something that was originally his had been snatched away by that scumbag Eddie.
On Goddess Island, the woman sat at the dining table with her daughter, finishing dinner with her family. With a sumptuous meal, melodious music, and looking at his smiling daughters and beautiful wife, Eddie felt a sense of pride and satisfaction. With both love and career flourishing, he was a true winner in life.
As soon as they finished eating, the daughters came to Eddie to ask for Christmas presents. After getting their gifts, they scampered off to play.
There were no other creatures on the island, and no dangers. Alexia could sense them immediately wherever they were. Children's task was to grow up happily.
Ada was not so lucky. Her daughter had just been born and still needed adult care. Ada, who had never taken care of a baby before, was a little flustered, and her beautiful eyes sparkled with happy smiles as she looked at her rosy-cheeked daughter.
Ada thought she would never be able to marry and have children like ordinary people in her life. Now that her dream had come true, she felt a little unreal and somewhat dazed. She occasionally glanced at her smirking husband, who was probably secretly pleased. A tall, beautiful goddess giving birth to his child must make him feel very proud and smug, right?
Claire and Moira also had a rare break. For the next six months, they would be on maternity leave, as pregnant women were not suitable for rescue work.
Only Christine and Alexia were whispering to each other. Two queen-like figures always had endless topics to discuss.
"Any news of Alfred? Where is that good-for-nothing?" Alexia puffed on a cigarette. She had also been led astray and learned to smoke. The cigarettes, made from medicinal herbs, would not affect her health.
Christine held a red wine glass, dressed like an upper-class lady, "He's in the Western Federation, working for Simmons. There's no need to worry about him, but as far as I know, the Kingdom of England has revoked the Travis Family's noble lineage, on the grounds of working for a criminal enterprise like Umbrella."
Alexia felt a sense of relief, "Is that so? That's good."
"What about Umbrella's Henry?" Alexia suddenly thought of something, "He wouldn't know that he's been cuckolded, would he?"
"He's in St. Martins Prison. Whether he's dead or not now, I don't know, but he's definitely ruined. Discussing a good-for-nothing is meaningless. The world isn't peaceful lately. Why don't you choose to have a child now?" Christine persuaded.
"You're no different," Alexia gazed at the sea view. She wasn't ready to be a mother yet; at least she hoped to be stronger.
"Enough is enough. As you get older, having children isn't a good thing." Christine drained her red wine, seemingly persuading herself and reminding herself.
After a night, Eddie yawned. It was a new day, and he had to continue his experimental work.
In the past six months, Eddie and Alexia had come up with a genetic improvement method to immunize themselves from the effects of electromagnetic pulses. At the same time, they were also researching the ability to utilize magnetic fields. They had already reached the second stage of qualitative change.
The physical strength was already sufficient, a level Spencer had always dreamed of, but unfortunately, he never had the chance to witness it.
The extent of the qualitative change included the Veronica Virus's blood transforming into fire upon contact with air, Lisa and Jessica's unique sonic detection, and Eddie's electromagnetic barrier ability.
These were abilities that viruses and parasites could not bring about, belonging to a higher class.
Eddie's research into magnetic field abilities was entirely influenced by superhero movies he had watched before, specifically the character called Magneto, whose ability was to control magnetic fields.
If one could skillfully master magnetic field abilities, making oneself fly would be effortless. Controlling metal would also be easy, and even missiles launched by others could be deflected back. This ability was simply overpowered.
Dreams are beautiful, but reality still requires effort. Even though Eddie and Alexia racked their brains together to find a solution, they only had a small breakthrough and had not yet truly experimented.
Alexia also yawned and walked out in ten-centimeter open-toed high heels, "I won't be doing any research for a while. I plan to go to the library to see if other engineering institutes have any new inventions."
"I think so too. Going out for a walk might give me some new inspiration," Eddie said with a smile. He was indeed planning to go out for a stroll, first to the British Isles, then to Europe.
After explaining some matters on Goddess Island, a week later, Eddie and Alexia set off together for the British Isles. Accompanying them were Jill and Wolf Mom Ruper, who partnered up for logistics management at BSAA. It was a form of mutual support and also a reassurance for their men, so they wouldn't think they were looking for handsome guys. They weren't that tasteless.
The group arrived at BSAA headquarters. The Bio-terrorism Security Assessment Alliance organization now had a small international reputation, having handled many biochemical terrorist attacks in Africa, Eastern Europe, and the Middle East, performing quite well.
Still, the Federal Bio-Terrorism Commission was above them. Morgan would not allow a civilian organization to have more influence than him, otherwise, he would not be able to expand his power. It was time to crack down on BSAA.
"Husband, we're going to work. Remember to call us, I'll miss you," Jill said, waving with her daughter Kailie.
"Goodbye, Daddy!" Little beauty Kailie also sweetly waved her small hand.
Chapter 419: Parasite Expert Luis
The four drove their sports car to the British Isles University, the most elite school, generally not open to the public. Those who studied here were either exceptionally excellent students or aristocratic children with status. There were no mediocrities; it was a university concentrating elites.
The British Isles were the Travis Family's territory. Anruka made a call, and Eddie could walk in grandly.
Along the way, Alexia's beauty astonished everyone. In terms of looks, many women were actually similar to her. However, no woman possessed her innate aristocratic pride; her queenly aura was natural, not deliberately fabricated, without a hint of incongruity.
Many men wondered who this woman was. A hint of jealousy flashed in their eyes. To have such a beautiful queen as a wife, that guy would surely not live past three years due to kidney deficiency!
Bringing Alexia to the laboratory, Eddie browsed papers on electromagnetism. There were many experiments here, some of which seemed very naive.
Eddie was idly flipping through books, while Alexia watched others conduct experiments with great interest, looking at the university environment, she even felt a bit like she was back in her student days.
As Eddie casually flipped through papers, he suddenly discovered a letter addressed to a doctor.
"Hey, Bob, I'm Luis. I'm back working in my hometown now. We need some laser machines to produce ultraviolet rays. I know your team has a small reputation here. How about it? Those arrogant nobles still look down on you as always, right?"
"Come join the consortium in my hometown. This company has just been established and is in great need of talent. First come, first served, with excellent benefits. I swear on my life, there are really good job opportunities here. It's definitely not a small village in a poor mountain valley; they are very rich, but they won't discriminate against us. We can show our talents!" Signed Luis Sera.
Eddie was somewhat thoughtful when he saw this letter. This name seemed a bit familiar. This looked exactly like Luis, the researcher from the Iberian Peninsula Kingdom!
Just then, a simple and honest, middle-aged obese man walked over, "Hey, you're reading my paper, you thief, what do you want to do!"
"Presumptuous! Bob, he's a shareholder of our school. He's here to select research projects for investment. Do you still want investment? You fat pig, what else can you do besides eating and drinking? What's the use of your damn ultraviolet rays?" A thin man immediately began to mock.
Bob unhappily snatched back his paper, glaring at Eddie and the man who mocked him, "Damn it, Moldor, you damn idiot, you can't read my paper. I won't give you the chance to steal my knowledge. I quit this job. Even if you beg me, I won't do it."
Eddie found it amusing. If he didn't suffer here, going to Iberia would be suicide. But what did that have to do with him?
Moldor didn't care at all. After Bob left, he immediately changed into a fawning manner and walked over, "Hello, Mr. Eddie. I heard you're looking for project investments. I wonder if you're interested in my Gamma Ray Burst phenomenon. If my project is successfully developed, it can bring huge energy benefits."
Eddie took out a cigarette, "I can't smoke here, right? Then let's find a restaurant, sit down, and you can introduce it to me slowly. If I'm interested, I can consider it. Money is just a number to me. It might sound a bit boastful, but I only need useful talent."
Moldor felt jealous in his heart. Damn, is this what rich people are like? Money is just a number? Is he really that boastful? "Why don't we go to my house? I'll have my wife cook a table of local delicacies, paired with treasured red wine. How about we eat and talk?"