Whenever Jack relaxed even a little, Billy would say, "This is an opportunity your mother exchanged for with her life and dignity. Whether you can grasp it and live a good life is up to you. To strive or to fall, you choose."
These words were truly soul-crushing. Jack's only bond was his mother, Yasi, and for her, he was willing to do anything.
It was a new day. Jack picked up his assault rifle, intending to go with Billy for an armed confrontation, silently remembering how many more people would die by his gun.
Billy, however, did not go out. Instead, he pointed to the door. "Your mother came to see you. You're off today; we'll continue tomorrow. I'm going for a drink. Carlos still owes me money for drinks."
Jack opened the door to see his mother looking even more beautiful, holding a baby in her arms, pink and adorable. "Mom!"
Ms. Yaxi patted Jack, her beautiful eyes filled with a smile. "You've done well. You've grown taller and stronger. This is your sister, Natalie; isn't she cute? I brought some things for you today. I can't stay too long, but I'll always be watching you."
Behind her, someone brought in several boxes containing mercenary gear: better bulletproof vests and helmets, and some excellent hemostatic drugs. There were also some books for teaching knowledge.
"Mom, are you leaving again? Can I hold my sister?" Jack looked at his half-sister. His initial disappointment turned into a sense of responsibility; he was her older brother and needed to take care of her.
Ms. Yaxi nodded. "I'll be leaving this afternoon, but we can have lunch together. This is Mom's child with Eddie. Are you mad at Mom? Mom promises I won't embarrass you. Everything is for your better growth."
Jack shook his head, his gaze firm. "No, as long as Mom is happy enough, I'm happy. I'm very grateful to Mr. Eddie. His relief organization always comes to our country for rescue. He is a good man."
Ms. Yaxi smiled happily. She didn't want her son and her husband to clash, and it seemed like a good outcome. "We'll have lunch together. Jack, you've really grown up. Mom is very relieved, but it's not enough. You need to become stronger to survive in this cruel world."
"I will, Mom." Jack nodded. He didn't mind his mother remarrying because, in his opinion, his mother was doing very well, and that was enough. Furthermore, her illness had been cured, which was a good thing.
When Eddie arrived in Idonia, Ms. Yaxi had already prepared the meal.
"Hey, Jack, you've grown again. How's your studying lately? Billy didn't beat you, did he?" Eddie greeted him with a laugh.
"Hello, Mr. Eddie. No, Instructor Billy is very good to me. He taught me many things, even how to play the piano. He is a very good instructor." Jack did not speak ill of Billy, even though Billy trained him in the harshest way.
After eating and drinking to their fill, Eddie left first, allowing Ms. Yaxi to chat more with Jack. A helicopter would take her and her daughter away later. Eddie was always generous to the women who bore his children. Besides, he definitely had to tell Wesker that he had taken good care of his wife and son, and Wesker should thank him.
In a smoke-filled bar, burly men with strange tattoos were everywhere, all carrying firearms, looking like armed personnel.
"Hey, over here." Carlos stood up and waved.
Eddie walked over and took the beer bottle the other man tossed him. "Long time no see. It's a pleasure that you're still alive. It's good to be alive. Come, a toast."
Bang! A few people picked up their beer bottles and clinked them. Everyone present was a mercenary who had escaped Raccoon City, but only a few remained. The previous Umbrella purge, coupled with the high-risk profession of mercenaries who dance on the edge of a knife and gamble with their lives, had led to many deaths.
The veteran Mikhail sighed, "Business has been getting tougher lately. I even saw some biological weapons in action before. Those people would turn into a puddle of liquid as soon as they were killed, which was very bizarre. They could shoot and execute simple tactics, causing no small trouble for my squad."
"You're lucky. I directly encountered a Hunter before, and I don't know which unethical guy bought it," Ivan said, gesturing with a dagger.
"In any case, just be careful. The unrest is hard to end. I will try my best to organize rescues. By the way, have you made any progress on the matter I asked you to investigate?" Eddie put down his beer bottle.
Carlos nodded. "Before this, we received a commission to escort a ton of raw materials from the Middle East, departing from the Aegean Sea to the Indian Ocean. The itinerary was very suspicious. Such things are usually not given to us. I suspected something was going on, so I paid attention."
"Do you know the location? Give it to me. You don't need to worry about the rest. It's very dangerous there, and you'd just be sending yourselves to your deaths." Eddie would not send people to their deaths. These people, alive, could still gather intelligence for him. Don't underestimate how exciting mercenaries are; they know many people from all walks of life, making them ideal for gathering information.
"Then we need to go to Latin America soon. Someone wants us to transport some goods from the Amazon Rainforest," Mikhail said with a serious expression.
"Those things can't see people, can they?" Eddie said thoughtfully.
"Haha, of course they can't see people. In the Amazon Rainforest, there's only one kind of thing we would escort. Our reputation is the best among mercenaries," Ivan said with a laugh. After this job, he could go find his old flame and have some fun again.
Chapter 424: Saint Mode, Women Please Stay Away
The woman, at first glance, was astonishing, but halfway through her song, she suddenly fainted.
Not long after, an amphibious-like monster appeared, lifted the woman, moved her from the shore to a private room in the dam, and then silently left.
After treatment, the woman woke up again, her sapphire-like eyes deep and charming, filled with infinite sadness.
A man with a beard and a few white hairs remaining in his black hair walked in, smoking a cigar. "Daughter, how do you feel?"
"Pain, piercing pain. Unbearable, Papa, I don't want to endure this suffering anymore," Manuela whispered, crying.
"No, your mother's last wish was for you to be healthy and happy. Are you worthy of your mother like this? Stay here and don't overthink. I will find the best doctor to treat you, don't worry. Papa has money to make you better, do you believe Papa?" Javier sighed, perhaps this was the retribution for good and evil after all.
The sins he committed were borne by his wife and daughter, which was not what a man should do.
Leaving the medical room, Javier found his consultant. After learning that the most famous virologist currently was Eddie Cai, he thought of a solution.
On the other side, after leaving Idonia in Eastern Europe, Eddie took the latest intelligence and boarded a plane to the Western Federation. The original plan was to go to Shén Yà Pharmaceutical in East Asia to meet Ye Minzhi and check on the progress of the so-called virus project.
However, a call from Senator David changed his itinerary. His family was asking for his help, and David had the honor of becoming an peripheral member of the family, essentially a runner.
Alexia looked at the documents in the man's hand. "Are you looking for someone? An enemy or a friend?"
"An enemy. It's just boredom. He and I will eventually stand on opposite sides. A madman is very stubborn and cannot be changed. I never thought of saving people; I just want to get what I want. By the way, have you had any ideas about what I asked you to research?" Eddie said with a smile.
Jessica and Lisa served as flight attendants on Eddie's private plane. Bored, the two women played melodious music and danced, wearing high heels and performing pole dances. This kind of charm could only be seen by Eddie.
Alexia opened her tablet, her eyes fixed on it, feeling speechless at Eddie's twisted humor. "The brain is the most fragile part. The skull must be strengthened, and ideas should be applied to the skull, using electric current to stimulate the skull to prevent virus invasion of the brain. At the same time, microcurrent stimulation can also enhance brain cell activity, preventing senile dementia."
"Try to think about how to prevent being controlled by others. Although it sounds ridiculous, it's not non-existent. It's always best to be more careful and cautious," Eddie said thoughtfully.
Alexia was a little suspicious of why her boyfriend was doing this experiment. Was it just a precaution? Being controlled by a virus in the brain was not a strange thing. The original Veronica Virus could do it, but the circulated Veronica Virus, which was a Castrated version (castrated version), could not.
Upon arriving at the Western Federation, as soon as they disembarked, there was a dedicated pick-up service. Senator David was waiting in a luxurious RV, where two bikini-clad beauties were present to welcome him.
Eddie had no interest in these women. Before getting off the plane, he had entered Saint Mode with Jessica's help, rendering him uninterested in women.
"Old friend, you're here. I've been waiting for you for a long time. This is the big boss, Eddie. Why aren't you greeting him?" Senator David scolded.
"Hello, Boss," the two bikini-clad women said sweetly.
"Alright, let them go. Speak quickly if you have something to say." Eddie waved his hand, dismissing the two bikini-clad women.
David was a bit speechless, but seeing the other party's female companions and bodyguards, he patted his head. His memory was truly foolish. Even a cat stealing fish needs to find a good opportunity. Can this be called stealing fish when it's so open and blatant?
"Recently, some armed elements in the Federation have purchased biological weapons and are preparing to attack The Pentagon. These biological weapons were transported from Latin America. There is a biological weapons production base there, which is very unfavorable to the Federation," David whispered.
"Get to the point. I don't care about these things. Even if The Pentagon is flattened, that's your senators' business, not mine. I am a businessman, and a focused one," Eddie said, leaning on the sofa, embracing Alexia, and smoking a cigarette.
"The Federation plans to destroy this biological weapons production base, which might belong to an organization that inherited Umbrella's legacy. Biological weapons can only be sold by designated organizations; others are prohibited from buying and selling them," David whispered.
Prevention is better than cure. The upper echelons of the Federation knew this principle and acted accordingly. They secretly traded biological weapons, making good money. Now, some upstart was trying to muscle in on their business, and the goods he was selling were even intended to be used against the legitimate merchants. This was going too far.
"And then what? You want me to deal with this organization? Sorry, I don't have that capability. You should send the army to eliminate them. What can survive the firepower of the National Guard? I don't think any organization can, right?" Eddie flattered the other party.
David shook his head. "That's different. That's in another region, another country. We can't directly send troops in, and the Amazon Rainforest is very large; it would be like looking for a needle in a haystack. I'm just telling you this news. I don't know what the family intends to do."
Eddie's eyes were somewhat unfocused. If it was Latin America, it should be Javier Hidalgo, the big landowner in the Amazon Rainforest. But wasn't that gentleman a corn seller? How did he get involved with biological weapons?
The RV drove on, arriving at a continuous artificial forest where an ancient castle had been built—a medieval noble castle. This was also the family's main council location, concentrating most of the elites of the Western Federation. It was no exaggeration to say that if a missile landed here…