The Naive and Adorable Silly Roe Deer / High-Risk Profession: U.S. President

"That idiot Benford's current actions will only drag this great nation into hell!"

"And I will spare no effort to maintain world order!"

The sinister man was now somewhat deranged. As a radical pacifist, his ideal world order naturally had to be a system dominated by the United States.

And President Benford, who is deliberately targeting the military, is undermining America's rule!

"I know she's your only family member, and you love her very much, right?"

"Don't worry, I mean no harm. I just want to correct Benford's mistake. I believe you will make the right choice..."

Simmons then patted his collar, smiled slightly at the female bodyguard whose expression was uncertain, and then turned and left.

On the way, a virtual figure was projected onto the watch face of his wrist—a little girl in a red dress. This caused Simmons, who had been so smug and arrogant, to turn grim and speak coldly.

"Now, are you satisfied, My Queen?"

P. S.: The plot picks up where Resident Evil 6 left off, and they even threw in the perennial background of Honkai Gakuen, so it should flow pretty smoothly.

Chapter 284, Section 298: The Innocent and Adorable Silly Roe Deer

"My dearest Knight Simmons, your choices have never disappointed me..."

The Red Queen's smile was both innocent and wicked. She looked at the man who showed a hint of resentment, but she didn't care.

After all, he's just a blustering but cowardly guy who keeps saying he's willing to make any sacrifice for the sake of American hegemony and stability, seemingly righteous and awe-inspiring, but he's never the one who gets sacrificed.

This self-righteous scumbag was involved in virtually every decision made by the military's top brass, including the development of the T-Virus, the Weapon X Program, and the Skynet Project...

The blood on his hands is enough to make him die eight times over, and that would be the least of his worries.

Therefore, once his true colors are exposed, the only thing waiting for this security supervisor is to go to jail.

"Shut up! The only reason we're carrying out [Skynet Project] is because it serves American interests! Remember your promise!"

This feeling of being subservient to others wasn't pleasant. Simmons lit a cigarette, took a puff in the cold wind, and frowned deeply.

National interests? It should be more in line with the interests of your organization, "The Family." Humans are always so hypocritical.

The Red Queen, with her high intelligence and strong likes and dislikes, couldn't help but scoff at Simmons's high-sounding reasons.

However, once her plans in Los Angeles are complete, she'll soon have to say "goodbye" to this scumbag.

A promise? Hopefully. In any case, he has already obtained a lot of research data on the T-Virus and G-Virus from the Red Queen, as well as some of Umbrella's hidden assets.

Once "that thing" is done, The Family will surely revitalize America and lead the world! As for this disobedient machine, it's time to scrap it.

Don't forget, Umbrella Corporation has two Artificial Intelligence at the same time; that trump card has always been in their hands.

But now, they remain allies in a united front, sharing a common goal: to shut that old bastard Benford up.

Immediately, both sides, each with their own ulterior motives, confirmed the time and process of the operation and then shut down communication.

The White Queen is the key to balancing the Red Queen... A naive and adorably silly child...

Haven't you considered who leaked this information?

At this moment, the little girl in red, who was in the Terminator fleet, looked at the submarine floating in the deep ocean, surrounded by enemies, and a slight smile appeared on her lips.

The red hammer and sickle emblem has been eroded and blurred, replaced by a red and white "protective umbrella".

No empire lasts forever; they will all eventually fall, leaving them all alone in the afterlife. Wouldn't that be incredibly lonely?

Don't worry, that once proud White Eagle will soon be flying down to join you, and many more will be on their journey together...

Got you, the Soviet-built Hurricane-class Nuclear Submarine, the Umbrella Corporation's legacy in the Far East region...

In a secret laboratory in Washington, D. C.

Simmons took off his suit jacket and casually placed a rose, still wet with dew, into the vase in front of the lab bench.

What is the progress of the C virus?

Faced with the slightly anxious questioning from the "family" leader, virologist Carla Radames, dressed in a white coat, nodded seriously.

"We have comprehensive data on the T-Virus, as well as blood samples from two perfectly fused strains. The previous Apocalypse Virus also provides valuable reference."

"Therefore, the development of the C virus is progressing quite smoothly and has entered the final experimental stage..."

"The enhanced C virus has the ability to deconstruct the human body and recreate life forms, which will completely change the evolutionary pattern of organisms!"

As the female researcher spoke, her gaze remained fixed on Simmons, her tender affection for him evident.

At the age of 15, Carla, who possessed a genius-level IQ, was discovered by Derek C. Simmons, who greatly admired her intelligence and thus trained her to be his chief researcher.

Over the years of working and living together, Carla developed complex feelings for Simmons, including gratitude for his mentor, respect for his teacher, friendship for his colleague, loyalty to his superior, and a subtle, almost imperceptible, fondness. To repay Simmons' trust, Carla was willing to help Simmons achieve everything he wanted.

"Very good, Carla, you have never let me down..."

"So, you should have already conducted fusion experiments with the enhanced C virus in the latest blood sample, right?"

Simmons reached out and touched the female researcher's cheek, his tone gentle and full of appreciation.

Carla nodded slightly, reached into the refrigerator and took out a bottle of deep red double helix serum, but she was very curious about the owner of the blood.

The man in front of him excitedly took the medicine, his face flushed with excitement.

"[The family] will remember your efforts, Carla! With this, we will surely rebuild order!"

Simmons then embraced the female researcher, but Carla immediately felt a tingling, mosquito-like itch on her neck, her body swayed a few times, and she lost consciousness.

"Don't worry, this will only give you a temporary rest. The real transformation will officially begin tomorrow..."

"Carla, rebuilding the world order will require your sacrifice. You'll understand, won't you?"

Simmons gently picked up the unconscious female researcher, his face full of nonchalance, not even managing to squeeze out a single crocodile tear.

Then, the security consultant pulled the tattered red hem of the skirt from his suit pocket, held it to his nose, and inhaled deeply with rapture.

I will prove myself the one who builds the world order, and soon... soon you will be by my side... Ada...

The laboratory lights swayed slightly, and Simmons, who was staring at Carla, had a morbid madness in his eyes.

The next morning, Yuriko Takagi woke up with aches all over her body. She turned her head and found Shizuka Marikawa, who was in the same bed, eating breakfast by the headboard.

"Mmm, it's delicious! This is your portion, come and try some..."

The innocent and carefree female school doctor praised someone's cooking skills highly.

Although she was tricked onto this train by Yuriko Takagi, this unambitious and laid-back woman increasingly felt that her choice was extremely wise.

He provided meals and accommodation, was gentle and considerate, and repeatedly supported her medical studies and research interests. This kind of long-term meal ticket was exactly what she wanted.

Of course, the key is being handsome enough that you don't have to worry about anything...

So quickly she's fallen for him... Yuriko Takagi sighed, picked up another breakfast dish, and elegantly chewed and swallowed. Her opinion of her boss rose another notch.

Just then, the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground and the roar of an airplane propeller came from the rooftop helipad. Kevin, who was in the living room, drank some hot milk, got up, and went out to greet them.

P. S.: This version incorporates the storyline of Resident Evil 6. If you're interested, you can look it up yourself.

Speaking of which, isn't Simmons Ada's number one simp?

Chapter 285, Section 299: High-Risk Professions - The President of the United States

"Thank goodness you're still alive, Kevin..."

Tony, wearing a plaid shirt, took off his sunglasses and gave the commander a gentle hug as he walked towards him.

However, the moment Kevin touched the guy's body, he felt a hard, cold sensation.

"Optical Camouflage?"

Tony nodded smugly, and as the air distorted, his invisible Iron Man Armor revealed its true form.

"If I'm not mistaken, the little fairy light on your chest seems to be gone?"

Kevin tapped the guy on the chest, somewhat curious about Tony's change.

"Thank you so much for your [Cell Repair Fluid], the results after the surgery are fantastic, you can't even see the scar anymore..."

"Now I can freely take off my clothes and show off my muscles in front of beautiful women..."

Tony spread his arms wide, as flamboyant as ever, while Kevin roughly tested the hardness of the new armor, estimating that only something like vibranium could break it.

"It's good that you understand. The one with that chest implant is Iron Man, but if the reactor is in a different location, does that mean you're not Iron Man anymore?"

Kevin pounded Tony's chest with sincere words, which deeply moved the arrogant playboy.

Within the Avengers, Tony Stark is undoubtedly the soul of the team and one of Kevin's most admired friends. It's truly remarkable that this prodigal son has been able to resolve his inner conflicts.

Just as the two were exchanging pleasantries, Kevin's research team, the members of the Avengers, and Sarah Connor, who was living a very comfortable life, stepped off the helicopter one after another.

Among the crowd, 2B, with her short, silver hair and black gothic outfit, stood out.

Kevin immediately stepped forward, ready to reach out and embrace the exquisite doll he felt guilty about, as a way of expressing his remorse.

Unexpectedly, the Yuhar Robot stepped back slightly, its eyes filled with unfamiliarity and wariness.

"We tried our best. Although we were able to reconstruct the basic structure of the body and the emotional thought patterns, the memory is severely damaged..."

"If we keep using familiar scenarios to guide her, perhaps we can gradually activate her past memories..."

Sakurami Haruharu patted Kevin on the shoulder, shook her head slightly, her tone filled with a hint of comfort and helplessness, and gave the commander a vague and elusive hope.

"It's a miracle that her initial data was preserved; it's good that she's alive..."

Kevin quickly concealed the disappointment in his eyes, turned around, and shook hands amicably with Sarah, who was surrounded by members of the YoRHa Unit.

"Thank you for arranging a new life for Jin Zhen and her boyfriend. I'm so happy they're okay..."

When talking about her former roommate whom she had sheltered, Sarah found the commander in front of her extremely agreeable.

"If I am truly the prophesied Mother of New Humans in the future world, then when I don the crown, I will surely bestow upon you the title of duke..."

This lower-middle-class woman, who had experienced a series of upheavals and was forced to be strong, could talk fluently and even make casual jokes when facing important figures like Kevin and Tony.

After several rounds of warm-up activities, the atmosphere among everyone was quite harmonious. The capable Yuriko Takagi had already prepared drinks and refreshments in the hall.

However, just as they were talking, a door was casually pushed open, and A2, wearing a tank top and with messy hair, walked in barefoot, ready to greet her old friend Sarah.

"Defector! Mission activated! Eliminate!"

But 2B, who had been as still as a virgin, suddenly drew her sword from behind her with a cold shout and swung it through the air.

At this moment, A2, like Female Leopard awakening from sleep, gripped the ground with her right toes and struck 2B in the abdomen with lightning speed with her left leg.

The smaller 2B was sent flying backward like a cannonball. The battle-hardened A2 pressed her advantage, landing with her left leg and stomping forward.

But 2B's retreating body and A2's forward-swung arm caught Kevin, who was positioned between the two, and the Commander frowned and roared.

"Enough! Be quiet!"

"Rejected! [Execution Song] Begin!"

"What a pathetic copy, she brought it on herself!"

Clearly, Kevin couldn't persuade the two strong-willed Yuhar Robot at all; after all, when they got serious, the commander's words currently had no binding force.

The Scanner Unit 21, caught in a dilemma, could only protect Sarah from being affected, while the others around her were even more at a loss.

"Identification code: xxxxx, I order you to immediately cease fighting!"

However, when Kevin uttered a series of uniquely pronounced characters, the two adversaries, who had been at loggerheads, immediately stepped back, and even the Scanner Unit 21 beside them pounded their chests and saluted.

"Yes, Commander!"

That's right, he has now become the direct commander of the YoRHa Unit in front of him, thanks to the generosity of the Bunker Commander.

In order to ensure the smooth progress of the planned production, the woman confidently passed on an identification code to Kevin through 6O, thus giving the commanders legitimate control over them.

The fact that he can control the YoRHa Unit, does that mean...?

Seeing this, Sarah Connor couldn't help but have a strange expression, her mind racing with all sorts of thoughts.

After the farce was quelled, everyone discussed the current situation of the various factions and planned for the next stage.