Fear? Not afraid...

T-103 Tyrant.

First appeared in '98's Resident Evil 2.

It is one of the most mature models developed by the original Umbrella Corporation, and also a mass-producible type.

William remembered playing Resident Evil 2 Remake in his original world and being so scared when he encountered the Tyrant that he threw his controller, nearly smashing the display screen.

The remake once again cast a shadow of the Tyrant over new and old players, and the meme "Mr.Xgon'giveittoyou" became a huge hit.

That nightmarish Tyrant was now alive and well in the test chamber, and it was even cloned from Andre's genes.

How could he not be surprised...

"Humm~"

Seeing William's prolonged silence, Halsey retracted her earlier desire to take credit and playfully poked William's waist with her hand, complaining:

"Hey, you stingy boss, say something."

"Hiss!"

Pricked in a sensitive spot by her slightly long fingernails, William jolted and was involuntarily pulled back from his shock.

He rubbed his waist and didn't blame Halsey for anything, just looking at her and asking:

"Can this T-103 really be completely controlled by us? Are there no technical issues?

If we let it cooperate with UBCS or USS, will it suddenly lose control and friendly fire?"

"Are you questioning me?" Halsey stood on her tiptoes, leaning closer to William to question him.

"Uh... no."

"Tch." Halsey rolled her eyes at William, turned, and walked to the control panel, inputting a string of code and saying:

"Here, take another look."

"Hm?" William shifted his gaze back to the test chamber.

Upon seeing the scene inside, William, whose expression had already returned to normal, became unsettled again!

The Tyrant T-103 was using its massive body to awkwardly perform a moonwalk.

It finished with a spin and a classic Michael Jackson finishing pose.

"This... this..." William truly didn't know what to say.

"Haha~ How is it?" Halsey seemed to enjoy William's astonished look, saying:

"When I got the virus and vaccine from you, I took the genes of those soldiers and found that Andre had the highest compatibility with the virus."

Hearing this, William crossed his arms and stared at the Tyrant, saying:

"So, if you inject the T-virus directly into Andre's body, can he gain superhuman physical abilities?"

"Of course not," Halsey explained patiently:

"Tyrant is an RNA virus, a highly potent retrovirus, which means it has uncontrollable mutability.

It's precisely because of this characteristic that the name Tyrant fits it so well.

Andre's genes have low mutability, which only allows me to conduct experiments and control it better.

It doesn't mean that directly injecting the virus will turn him into a superhuman.

According to my calculations, only about one in forty million people can directly withstand the virus's activity, approximately."

"What about me?" William asked hopefully.

"You can't. I've tested you," Halsey said without mincing words.

"Alright then." William wasn't too disappointed. It was fine if it worked, and it was fine if it didn't.

After all, he was the boss of a giant corporation; he wouldn't be fighting on the front lines himself.

Next, he walked over to Halsey and asked, "How is the Spartan Program coming along?"

"I was just about to talk to you about that. We'll discuss it in detail later."

While responding to William, Halsey also spoke into the control panel's microphone, ordering: "Team B, you can take the little cutie back for cryo-storage."

As her voice fell, a gate on the rear right side of the test chamber opened, and a group of fully armed UBCS entered, guiding the Tyrant T-103 to the lower levels for freezing.

Then, she waved her hand, signaling William to follow her out of the observation laboratory.

Afterward, the two walked side-by-side down a spacious, brightly lit, white corridor, typical of Umbrella's style.

Halsey led William towards her office and said to him:

"Do you remember two months ago when I proposed that all the hospitals under the company conduct free physical examinations for residents in various provinces and cities?"

Just then, two patrolling UBCS approached. Upon seeing William, they immediately stood at attention and saluted: "Boss."

"Mm."

William nodded in response, then looked at the woman beside him and slightly lowered his head to ask, "I remember, what's wrong?"

Halsey pinched her chin, looking at the clean, reflective floor, and said:

"The hospital has collected blood from about six million people, and my team and I conducted a large-scale screening.

In the end, only fourteen children's genes barely met Sparta's requirements, and their ages were all between seven and eleven."

"Swish—" the sound of an automatic sliding door followed.

While they were talking, the two had already arrived at Halsey's personal office.

William looked around.

Documents were scattered all over the computer desk, tools lay in disarray on the floor, and the simple bed had uncleaned bath towels and underwear.

"Sniff sniff..." There was surprisingly no odor.

Strange.

Seeing William's reaction, Halsey's cheeks flushed, and she quickly covered the items on the bed with the quilt.

While tidying up the documents and tools, she made a fierce expression at William and inadvertently showed her fangs, saying:

"What are you looking at! Haven't you seen a girl's room before!"

"Uh..."

William was rebuffed by Halsey's outburst, and the words he was about to say were choked back.

This isn't right.

He was the boss.

How could he have such an arrogant employee?

William, who didn't usually lose his temper, became more and more annoyed the more he thought about it.

Never mind, he'd let her off this time and talk about business first!

"Ahem." William cleared his throat and said in a deep voice to Halsey, who was tidying up the room:

"So, you mean you want me to secretly swap those children, right?"

"Heh~!" Halsey, who had accurately thrown a pencil into the pencil holder, clapped her hands and nodded:

"That's right, that's what I mean.

Clones of those children are frozen below, and I've implanted relevant memories based on the data transmitted by those dispatched agents.

However, all the cloned children have been manually adjusted by me and have serious defects; they won't live more than two years at most."

"Mm." William replied softly, without any objection to what she said, and added:

"Give me the detailed information of those children, and I will arrange for the USS to secretly swap them."

"Hehe~" Halsey chuckled upon hearing William's answer, covering her mouth with her hand and smiling:

"Boss, this is a serious crime of kidnapping children. Aren't you afraid of being investigated by the federal government?"

"Afraid?" William scoffed with a smile, "I've already let you clone people, and I'm still afraid of this little thing?"

However, before he could 'show off,' the System's voice poured cold water on him, causing him to cool down rapidly.

It said:

[One hundred and eighty days have passed since the host opened the beginner's reward package, and all abnormal events will begin to appear one after another.]