This World Is Quite Sick

Even with their heads blown apart by bullets or their torsos mangled, these abominations could regenerate at terrifying speeds, constantly shrinking the two men's space.

"Flamethrower! Quick!"

The moment James turned his head, he suddenly remembered a ferocious weapon strapped to Barry's back and immediately shouted a reminder.

Barry slapped his forehead, pulled the flamethrower from his back, opened the valve, and unleashed fire on the encroaching plant vines.

"Squeak, squeak..." Amidst shrieks like those of rats, the plant vines, scorched or ignited by the flames, writhed and retreated frantically, instantly clearing the space around them.

Seeing this, the two acted decisively. James covered their rear while Barry raised the flamethrower and aimed it at the door sealed by plants.

Immediately, a smell like scorched protein filled the air. The tangled, growing plant vines either fled wildly or were completely incinerated.

The two, protected by the flamethrower, rushed out of the escape door and ran down several floors via the emergency stairs before daring to lean against the wall, gasping for breath.

Furthermore, recalling the gruesome fate of "Brother San," they hastily removed their outer clothing and threw it far away.

The lethality of these parasitic plants wasn't necessarily greater than that of a zombie horde, but the terror they instilled in their hearts still made both of them shiver.

Compared to such a horrifying death, they would rather shoot themselves.

Thank goodness... thank goodness... Barry wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, constantly congratulating himself.

Before they left, the Captain had somehow obtained this ferocious weapon, the flamethrower, and ordered him to bring it. Otherwise, he would have been on the casualty list.

Initially, when fighting monsters like the Licker, Tyrant, and the Pursuer, the flamethrower had been somewhat useless.

Even when used against hordes of zombies, he probably would have been torn to shreds before the creatures were even half-cooked.

Along the way, Barry had even considered discarding the weapon due to its excessive weight, but his faith in the man who created miracles kept him from doing so.

He never expected that this obedience would save both his and James's lives.

"We've received the rally point information! Let's hurry and meet up with the Captain!"

When a light appeared on his watch, Barry immediately pulled James, preparing to join Kevin and the others. The way he called out "Captain" was filled with genuine admiration.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Leon, the female soldier Rain, and the computer expert Kaplan also received the location information sent by Kevin.

However, of the three present, only Leon was still bouncing around. Female soldier Rain had blood seeping from her bandaged leg, and Kaplan had a new claw mark on his shoulder.

The two injured individuals looked vacant and dejected. Rain even pointed her service pistol at her own temple.

"Trust me, you won't die! The Captain will find the antidote to save all of Raccoon City!"

Leon snatched Rain's pistol, shaking her shoulder in an attempt to reawaken her will to survive.

"You saw what happened to J.D. I'm not afraid of dying, I just don't want to gradually turn into that kind of monster!"

Rain shook her head, her eyes dim. Along their journey, they had not only encountered Lickers and Tyrants but also a group of fast-moving, agile new-type zombies.

What was even harder for her to accept was that J.D., her assault team member who died in the elevator, had dragged his half-rotted body and bitten her leg.

"A woman's hope lies in staying alive!"

"Let's go together. If another Licker shows up, I can't help you..."

The newly appointed officer snorted, bent down, and pulled up Rain and the dazed Kaplan, starting to move towards the lower levels.

Rain looked at the claw mark on Leon's tactical vest, which had nearly pierced his skin, and immediately fell silent. This was a mark left by the man in front of her as he fought a Licker to save her.

The female soldier silently broke free from the RPD officer's support, limped alongside Leon, and drew her gun to provide perimeter security.

At least I can escort you to a safe zone. That'll be repaying my debt...

The three survivors, relying on each other, cautiously moved downwards through the dimly lit emergency stairwell.

At the same time, on the 100th floor.

Dr. Isaacs gently swirled the wine in his goblet, the crimson liquid emitting a captivating glow.

In the sealed cultivation pod, the thick green liquid automatically drained. As the pod door opened, a graceful figure ripped out the electrodes and fell out.

From a metal box that ejected from the wall, a black nano-combat suit appeared before the woman.

In the darkness, the emerald pupils shone with a red and white umbrella-shaped logo.

Dr. Isaacs remained with his back turned as she changed, a gesture of gentlemanly conduct.

The corner of his lips curled up. He then downed the wine in his glass, and the empty double-helix glass tubes in his hand rolled to the floor.

So, the game is about to begin...

We will surely become the new gods of this era!

ps1: Does anyone know what other famous film series the female soldier Rain from Resident Evil 2 appeared in?

ps2: Sister Milla is still beautiful, a goddess from back in the day.

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Section 41 Chapter 39: Sorry, I'm the General!

"Captain!"

"Commander!"

After overcoming many hardships, the group finally reached the rendezvous point. Instinctively, they all saluted the youngest boy among them.

"Let's go, everyone. Off to hell..."

Kevin woke Jill, who was half-asleep, then gave a slight nod to the teammates he had shared life and death with, cracking a joke to lighten the mood.

After re-checking their weapons and ammunition, they protected the injured behind them and headed for the lowest level.

As for the whereabouts of the Indian man and the female agent Ada, no one asked.

In this vast and eerie bio-testing ground, anyone who went missing either defected or became food for the zombies.

To their surprise, the core control room and laboratory on the lowest level had their doors wide open, as if welcoming guests.

Having learned from experience, Leon wanted to scout ahead himself, but the Commander stopped the RPD officer by the shoulder and ordered everyone to proceed.

Because Dr. Isaacs, the mastermind, was standing by the floor-to-ceiling window on the second floor of the lowest level, waving at them from afar, like a host welcoming visitors.

This was the final battle. A certain proud and stubborn individual wouldn't resort to any despicable tactics; he needed to prove his talent to the world!

As everyone entered, the doors to the lowest level slowly closed, and the lights connected to the generator flickered on one by one.

Kevin looked around and realized they were in a circular hall resembling a Roman coliseum.

The alloy walls, seven to eight meters high, were covered in bloodstains and impact marks from violent destruction. The stench of decay and blood couldn't be completely masked, no matter how much disinfectant was used.

"Welcome, esteemed guests. As the temporary master of The Hive, I beg your forgiveness for any lack of hospitality."

Dr. Isaacs, standing in the best viewing spot on the second floor, bowed like a gentleman, a smile gracing his face.

Kevin raised his right arm, signaling his teammates not to bark and curse like defeated dogs. He then stepped forward with a smile.

"I'll fuck your entire lineage, you old coffin-dweller! Stop spouting nonsense and acting tough! If you want to fight, let's fight. Stop yapping, I'm in a hurry..."

A string of colorful profanity left everyone, who had expected their Commander to reason with the enemy, utterly dumbfounded.

The originally reserved and arrogant old man's face twitched uncontrollably as blood rushed to his head upon hearing his female relatives being verbally assaulted one after another.

But before Dr. Isaacs could even speak, Kevin gave the signal to attack.

Instantly, the survivors' light and heavy weapons opened fire, unleashing a barrage towards the second floor.

However, the transparent floor-to-ceiling window only showed a few faint cracks, showing no signs of being breached.

"Alright, the pleasantries are over. Now, everyone can be civilized and discuss life and ideals."

Kevin, with a smile, waved his hand, signaling his team to cease fire. His imitative reserved elegance was unsettling to watch.

The height of the alloy walls and the surrounding bulletproof glass on the second floor provided him with double protection. This was going to be tough...

Though outwardly relaxed, the Commander, with a heavy heart, stroked his chin and casually changed the subject.

"Don't you think our Captain guy is pretty punchable sometimes?" Barry leaned next to Jill and couldn't help but whisper.

"Don't worry, you're not the only one who thinks that..." Jill patted her old teammate's shoulder and replied grumpily. The others around her nodded in agreement.

However, Dr. Isaacs upstairs clearly had no intention of continuing the idle chat.

Just as he picked up the remote on the table, ready to press the button to open the gate, a few lightly spoken words from the hall immediately made him stop.

"You've found a way to perfectly fuse the T-Virus with the human body, but there are likely still some hidden dangers and uncertainties..."

"Later, someone who valued their life thought about perfection, hoping to minimize the risk of T-Virus fusion through large-scale testing..."

"Moreover, this improved T-Virus has broad market value. To monopolize it, one must pay a heavy price..."

"What to do? So, someone came up with a brilliant plan—let Raccoon City become a testing ground for the improved T-Virus. There's enough material to waste here..."

"Furthermore, actively releasing the improved T-Virus not only eliminates those who know the truth within The Hive but also allows you to later pin the blame on the Umbrella Corporation..."

"The Divine Stairway to the Sun, a T-Virus extracted and developed from the Stairway of the Sun flower in West Asia, its original purpose was to make humans—gods!"

"I'm curious, what's the success rate?"

Dr. Isaacs' pupils contracted repeatedly, his inner shock immeasurable.

Finally, facing the guest's inquiry, he remained silent for a moment, his words carrying a newfound weight.

"Even with the improved T-Virus, the probability of perfect fusion with the human body is only one in ten..."

"Of course, this is provided that you inject this neutralizer I personally extracted from that woman. Otherwise, the T-Virus remains fatal to most people."

Kevin's lips curved slightly. He had had various suspicions since hearing the phrase "Divine Stairway to the Sun" on the way here.

"Doctor, as a cautious person like yourself, you must have prepared a large-scale antidote that can terminate the plan at any time, right?"

"After all, if it wasn't us who came, but an unforgiving force like Umbrella Corporation's U.S.S. troops, this thing would be your bargaining chip."

Geniuses are proud. As someone surpassed by Dr. Charles, the developer of the T-Virus, Isaacs always aimed to surpass him.

But geniuses are sometimes lonely; they crave understanding and appreciation.

Therefore, facing Kevin's questioning, Dr. Isaacs displayed unprecedented tolerance and patience.

"Of course, this concentrated antidote, dispersed by wind, spreads three times faster than the T-Virus, but it must be used within 48 hours. Otherwise, those who have already turned into zombies can only be eliminated by history."

The instigator placed the tube of emerald liquid on the metal table before him, speaking of its effects without any hesitation, his demeanor calm and composed.

Because he didn't mind sharing his secrets with the dead. From the moment this group of pathetic castaways stepped into The Hive, everyone would become a sacrifice on his path to the Divine Stairway to the Sun.

"Humans are so small, so fragile, we are too far from god. And my achievement will pave a shortcut to Eden!"

Facing this impassioned speech, Kevin let out a cold laugh, his gaze occasionally flicking towards the ventilation ducts above Dr. Isaacs' head.

There, a vibrant splash of red flickered in the darkness...

"Don't act so noble. You and the people behind you are just afraid of death. They want to use the T-Virus to live longer."

"You guys who use the entire Raccoon City as a testing ground shouldn't talk about benefiting humanity..."

Those who knew the truth were shocked, and at the same time, filled with righteous indignation.

"Alright, the discussion between gentlemen has concluded. Next, I'd like all of you to help me complete an experiment."

"S.T.A.R.S. officers, Umbrella mercenaries... you are all the cream of the crop. You should be proud to witness the birth of a new god..."

Dr. Isaacs smiled faintly, reaching out to press the remote on the table.

"Attack!"

At this moment, Kevin retreated and shouted, ordering his team to concentrate their fire on the second floor again.

But, all of this was a cover for the figure who gracefully descended from the ventilation ducts!

"Sorry, General, Doctor..."

Ada's HS2000 pressed against the back of Dr. Isaacs' head, and she winked charmingly at the Commander below.