Savior Yinsen

"What am I?" Yinsen pondered seriously for half a second. "My name is Yinsen."

Jill kept staring at him, seemingly waiting for more. She looked as though she would not let him leave unless he gave her a satisfactory answer.

"I'm this world's savior." After a brief pause, Yinsen added that much anyway.

"Savior?" Jill's gaze finally changed. She no longer stared at him so intensely, instead looking at him with the concern one might show an idiot.

A savior... Looking at Yinsen's youthful face, clearly not yet twenty, she suspected the young man had watched too many movies or read too many comics and messed up his brain.

Yinsen spread his hands. "You asked who I was, and I answered. Whether you believe it is your business. If you have no more questions, I'll be leaving first."

Without waiting for Jill to react, he turned and walked away.

In truth, it was not entirely nonsense. Yinsen had long had his eye on the T-Virus inside The Hive. If everything went according to his plan, this world would indeed never have to face the coming apocalypse. Calling himself its savior was not exactly a lie.

Whether Jill believed him had nothing to do with him.

For one thing, he did not know this woman. The little fondness he had for Movie Version Jill came from the character in the original game. It was nowhere near enough to make him go out of his way to Take Care Of her.

Over the following days, Yinsen continued living peacefully. He gathered information every day, and after Arthur's dizziness had completely vanished and his spirits had recovered, he used Knowledge Transfer once more, pouring English into the young King Arthur's mind.

"This feels absolutely awful. Why did I have to endure it twice in such a short time?"

Yinsen helplessly spread his hands. "Because you don't want to remain deaf and mute forever." He had already begun researching how to improve the spell.

Back Then, when Merlin had cast this spell on him, his Mental Power had been roughly on par with Arthur's now, perhaps even slightly inferior in quality. Yet when Merlin cast it, it had been fast and had barely affected him at all, with no aftereffects whatsoever. By comparison, even with the aid of the talisman, Yinsen still produced such serious Side Effects. That proved he still had many details to work out.

"Maybe I can change the method into Breakpoint Transfer? Then the recipient can absorb the knowledge bit by bit, avoiding the Side Effects caused by cramming in too much knowledge at once?"

Arthur nodded. "I think that's a good idea. It would take more time, but it would be safer. If something suddenly happened in my current state, it would definitely affect my combat strength."

"You're right. There are indeed risks with the current method."

But improving the magic would have to wait. Next, he needed to gather all kinds of information—in a public library, he could hardly brazenly use the Book of Inheritance to scan every book and copy their contents into it. He could only transfer them discreetly.

Every day, he selected several books he needed, stacked them together, and placed the Book of Inheritance at the bottom. This copying method was much slower, taking several hours for just a few books, but it had the advantage of not producing such conspicuous light effects that might draw attention.

Yinsen also took the chance to visit the Gun Shops in Raccoon City. The Land of the Free truly lived up to its reputation. Many firearms were openly displayed on counters and shelves for customers to browse and purchase.

Still, he noticed some differences. The weapons sold at Gun Shops in major malls were clearly labeled civilian versions, and there was no sign of automatic weapons. These stores mainly sold handguns and hunting rifles.

He had also run into several people shopping for guns and discovered that buying through legitimate channels was quite troublesome, requiring all kinds of documents and a whole series of procedures.

On the surface, the country had indeed put considerable effort into gun control. Unfortunately, it was completely useless—many private Gun Shops secretly sold all sorts of "good stuff" to attract customers, while even more wandering dealers had even fewer scruples and dared sell any weapon at all.

In short, firearms had proliferated in this country beyond saving. After observing for a while, Yinsen found that if he wanted to collect Firearms, he had far too many options. He could wait until just before leaving to decide on a specific plan.

"If I fail to stop the Bio-Virus from spreading, I can just gather them however I want. If I succeed, I could consider robbing the robbers? No, there should be quite a few weapons in The Hive."

He had gathered almost all the intelligence he needed and no longer intended to return to the library. If things went smoothly and this world avoided the bio-apocalypse, he could come back and copy more information. If not, he would have to move to another city.

During this time, he had been searching for Alice, the Movie Version's protagonist, and discovered that she was already living with Spence, the first movie's main villain, as husband and wife.

After discovering this, he knew the plot was about to begin. These days, he went every night to stake out the mansion on the Outskirts, waiting for events to unfold.

If the plot did not begin, the only way for him to get the T-Virus would be to force his way in. That would mean a direct assault. Leaving aside Umbrella Corporation's security personnel and various modern Defense Facilities in The Hive, he would also have to face potentially endless reinforcements... He would have to be crazy to do that.

"Hopefully, I won't have to wait too long."

When he returned to the inn where he was staying, he found Jill standing before him again.

Ever since he had left her with that line about being a savior, he had assumed she would only Considered As him a lunatic. Since she had not appeared over the following days, perhaps she had already forgotten about him. Who would have thought she would suddenly show up again, blocking the entrance to his lodging—wasn't that practically an admission that she had been investigating him these past few days?

That was right. Jill had indeed been investigating Yinsen these past few days.

At first, she had merely been curious. A young man not even twenty had somehow turned the tables on more than a dozen people who had surrounded him, knocking them all down and even taking their belongings from them—the punk had neglected to mention that the thing stolen from him was a gun.

She had even considered recruiting the young man into STARS, only to find that there was something wrong with his head.

The more she thought about it after returning home, the more she felt she had been played. So the policewoman began investigating Yinsen's background herself.

It would have been better if she had not looked into him. Once she did, things became interesting.

No matter how she investigated, Yinsen seemed like someone who had appeared out of thin air. Before he showed up in Raccoon City, there was no trace of his existence at all.

Thinking of what he had been wearing when he first appeared, she even investigated whether there had recently been any conventions or similar events in several nearby cities. In the end, she found nothing.

Jill refused to believe that a living person could simply appear out of nowhere. She could only conclude that someone had concealed all his records.

Once she thought of it that way, the matter became serious.

Would Ordinary People need to do something like that? Why erase all their records for no reason, as though they had never existed at all?

The more she thought about it, the more wrong it seemed. Jill tried investigating from several other angles and even pulled all the surveillance footage from the road Yinsen had taken into Raccoon City during this period.

She still found no clues. It was as if Yinsen had simply appeared outside Raccoon City and entered the town directly, exchanging some gold of unknown origin for cash before staying at a cheap little inn that did not require identification.

Every day, he just wandered around the city, spent half the day reading in the library, then wandered around some more. At night, he obediently returned to the inn to rest—he looked like an ordinary traveler? But what traveler specifically spent all day in a library?

Unable to figure it out, Jill felt that the breakthrough lay with Yinsen himself. As for his companion, he seemed unable to speak, so she had not tried to open a line of inquiry through that blond youth.

"We meet again, Officer."

"Just call me Jill." When she saw Yinsen return, Jill walked straight up to him. "I'm a little interested in what you said before. Could you tell me in detail about your plan to save the world?"

Yinsen raised an eyebrow. He did not believe Jill truly thought he was a savior. The most likely explanation was that this policewoman suspected he was planning something shady, and her professional instincts had kicked in, making her determined to get to the bottom of it. She might even be prepared to kill him herself to prevent some terrible incident.

But... that seemed rather interesting too?

He had never intended to do anything evil. If anything, what he was doing would truly save this world. How boring would it be to remain unknown? Having a witness would make it feel more fulfilling, wouldn't it?

Besides, considering how enormous Umbrella Corporation's influence was in this world... even if he eliminated the crisis in The Hive and wiped out the large group of executives hiding below, there would still be plenty of clones outside causing trouble, wouldn't there? Let Jill witness everything from beginning to end, then send her off to Fight to the Death with Umbrella Corporation's cloned management.

"Are you really interested?"

"Yes!"

Jill put on an extremely, extremely interested expression, like a lovestruck teenage girl staring at a handsome guy.

"I have to say, your acting is pretty terrible. Good thing you never became an actress, or you definitely wouldn't have made it as a star." Yinsen waved a hand, signaling for her to follow. "If you want to know, then come with me. It's not anything shameful, anyway, and I really do need a witness."

"A witness?" Jill followed Yinsen toward his room, but her gaze kept shifting about as she constantly examined the surroundings. As one of the police force's elite, she lacked none of the caution she ought to have. "To prove what?"

"To prove that I saved this world."