<Containment Control Begins with Umbrella>
"..."
After confirming that William really wanted to form a team of Containment Object and Task Force, Andre just silently stared at his 'son' in front of him who always came up with weird ideas.
A long time.
"Hey." Andre shook his head helplessly, raised his hand and patted William's shoulder, and just sighed:
"You are the boss of the company, I will do whatever you say, and I will support you unconditionally.
But I still have some suggestions for the formation of this special Task Force, that is, there must be members of our species to monitor these 'murderers'."
"Yes, I know."
William also showed a certain humility in accepting it. He knew the attributes of Confidentiality Agreement, but this veteran who was over sixty years old did not understand.
"Hey, you always talk nice and promise well, but you often fail to fulfill the promises you have made."
Andre smiled bitterly again, seemingly still complaining that William had been participating in Containment Operation, which almost made it impossible to return from hell.
"This... hehe, yes, I will pay attention to it in the future."
As for William himself, he felt wrong and could only chuckle.
Immediately afterwards, he discovered that his super-strong adoptive father's temples and hair had already turned gray, and there were more dull markings on his face.
And because of this sudden epidemic, the veteran looks very tired and seems to have less energy than before.
After all, no matter how strong a person is, he cannot withstand the erosion of time.
The veteran is really old.
Seeing this, William felt that his nose was a little sore. He collected his emotions and suggested to Andre:
"Andre, after you finish dealing with these trivial matters in the Middle East, you can stay in Hafa for a while. You can also cooperate with an experiment of Catherine."
"Huh? What kind of experiment does an old man like me need to participate in?" Andre asked with slight interest.
"Try Life Fruit." William said quietly.
"So it's this... no..., William, did you just say Life Fruit?" Andre couldn't react.
"That's right." William said seriously:
"Life Fruit has proven that it can enable humans to resist and cure any disease, and it can also enable humans to have a certain degree of rapid self-healing ability, even..."
"Eternal life." Andre interrupted William's words, and his tone became a little serious:
"Although I am a religious person and don't read <Bible> very much, I still have some understanding of Tree of Life and Tree of Wisdom.
Boy, you don't want me, an old man who is about to enter the coffin, to live forever, do you?"
"Don't say those unlucky words. Just because of your physique, it's a sin to live less than a hundred years." William frowned slightly, feeling a little unhappy at Andre's self-mockery.
Then he did not object and said, "Yes, I will make you immortal.
After experiments by Catherine and Rebecca, as well as research involving many D-class personnel, Life Fruit did not find any side effects.
So I... I hope that you can always serve as Umbrella's general, and that you are not old, not at all."
"Hahahaha!"
Seeing that his 'kid' son was a little tactful and a little arrogant, Andre couldn't help but smile boldly, and then patted William heavily on the shoulder.
He said, "You kid, is it so difficult for you to say that you can't let me go? Well? Forget it, I don't trust you to manage the company by yourself, so I will reluctantly stay with you for a while."
"Hiss..." William frowned even more, and raised his hand to rub his left shoulder that had been 'patted'.
I even had an idea in my heart that the old man's haggard look was just an act... With his current Superman level of physical fitness, even being slapped by this old man would be extremely painful.
Every time!
After calming down, William no longer dwelled on the issue of Andre's palm strength, but said to Andre:
"Andre, Catherine and Athena are at the place where the source incident occurred. I am going to go there to see their deciphering progress.
Also, the person I expected to participate in Containment Task Force is also there to protect their safety."
"Okay." Andre put away his generous smile, returned to the calm and confident Umbrella veteran, nodded and said:
"I'll be in charge here. You can go ahead."
"Hmm."
Then Andre returned to the bridge alone, preparing to direct security matters in the Middle East. William led the waiting blue team and left the aircraft carrier on a Pelican painted Fleet Zero.
Inside the engine room of the Pelican;
William stood behind the tail hatch, looking out to the outside world through the observation window on the hatch and admiring the beautiful scenery.
Due to the deliberate guidance of the United States and various Middle East war movies produced by Hollywood, when people mention the Middle East, they will associate it with "desert", "barrenness" and "war".
The fact is, in addition to deserts, there are oases and various fascinating attractions.
There are countless relics, cities, and altars of early human civilization in the Middle East.
Like the legendary Troy, people are certain that its location is in Turkey.
In particular, Iraq also has the Euphrates River and the Tigris River, these two rivers of life that nurtured the Mesopotamian civilization.
Some scholars also speculate that if the Garden of Eden mentioned in <Bible> really exists, then it is most likely to be in this river basin.
It is a pity that these countries that gave birth to early human civilization, such as Iraq, Syria, and Türkiye, either suffered military coups or various wars.
I was also disturbed by a 'shit stirrer'.
Scholars from all walks of life were unable to continue studying human history and civilization, and countless Ancient Ruins disappeared in a wave of A-10 attacks.
"Hey."
Thinking of these, William couldn't help but sigh, and sighed in his heart:
'Even though we haven't fully understood where we came from, we have developed thermonuclear weapons capable of destroying ourselves. This... is human civilization.'
"Boss? What troublesome things have you thought of again?"
Just when William was secretly sighing, Mylon, who was sitting at the rear of the cabin without wearing a helmet, asked in confusion.
"Troublesome?"
William turned around and looked at the 'child' who had always been carefree, put away his previous worried face, and showed his usual kind smile:
"As long as you can ensure that every mission goes smoothly, I shouldn't have anything to worry about."
"Haha!" Karl, who was sitting opposite Mylon, couldn't help but chuckled when he heard William's words:
"Boss, how do you know he accidentally kicked a Pelican into pieces yesterday? Haha!"
"Tsk!" Mylon suddenly changed his naive expression, pointed at Karl and said loudly, "Shut up!"
"Oh?" William followed Karl's words, raised his left eyebrow slightly, put his hands behind his back and looked at Mylon.
He deliberately emphasized his tone. "Why did you hear the complaints from the ground staff? The money for repairing the Pelican will be deducted from your salary and bonus."
"Don't..." Mylon suddenly said in despair, "Why do you let me catch up every time..."