The Potential of the Tyrant Xenomorph

"Father... Father..."

The Tyrant Xenomorph clung to the reinforced glass and repeated itself in an extremely stiff and strange tone.

Now, Ada and Nicole certain.

They were definitely not hallucinating; that thing... had actually learned to "speak"!

That one sentence left Alvin speechless.

Looking at the Tyrant Xenomorph, a crack appeared in his calm expression. "Who... are you calling father?"

"Your... father..."

The Tyrant Xenomorph, like a child, looked at Alvin with innocent naivety, displaying an intimate gesture, then pulled a grotesque grin, revealing a terrifying "smile": "You... are... Father..."

Ada's eye twitched, and she couldn't help but look at him. "Boss... never mind, pretend I didn't ask anything."

"..."

Alvin suddenly felt that he might have been misunderstood.

"It's alright, no need to explain to me, Boss." Ada seemed to see through his thoughts, biting her lip and turning her head away. "Congratulations, Boss, on the birth of your son!"

"How could it have turned out like this..."

Alvin rubbed his temples, his mind a jumble of thoughts.

He had considered a million possibilities, but he hadn't anticipated that the new Xenos created by fusing the T-Virus and the G-Virus would actually call him "Dad"?

What kind of magical plot development is this?

Good news: the Tyrant Xenomorph does indeed possess an intelligence level comparable to that of a human child.

But the bad news is... this thing treats him like its father!

God knows what exactly led the Xenos that hatched from the "tyrant's" embryo to identify him as its "father"!

Although being called "father" by the "Xenos" caused him some physical discomfort.

But Alvin remained calm, gazing at the Tyrant Xenomorph inside the reinforced glass, and said indifferently, "Sit down."

It took the Tyrant Xenomorph a dozen seconds to barely understand the meaning of the sentence, so it obediently squatted down, tilted its head, and looked at its "father" on the other side of the glass with curiosity and innocence.

What followed, Alvin's series of actions, truly shocked Ada's worldview.

"Jump!"

"Run!"

"Stop!"

"Upside down!"

A series of commands, much like those given to a dog, came from Alvin's mouth.

Initially, it required thought to complete actions, but later the Tyrant Xenomorph could quickly fulfill commands.

"Come over."

Another order was given, and the tyrant, surprisingly, made his own judgment. Instead of breaking through the window, he chose a side path to come in.

"It can think!" This scene Ada greatly.

Why didn't the Tyrant Xenomorph break through and enter? That would have been much simpler, more direct, and more in line with its nature!

Ada's pupils quickly contracted; she guessed the reason.

It is highly likely that Alvin was right in front of the glass, Tyrant Xenomorph, considering that it would harm him, chose another route.

As the terrifying monster brazenly entered the room, Ada couldn't help but tense up, her breathing quicken, and she felt a primal fear.

"Sit down."

Alvin issued another command.

The Tyrant Xenomorph obediently sat down, and then he actually reached out and stroked its bald head.

In contrast, the Tyrant Xenomorph showed no intention of resistance whatsoever; in fact, it squinted its eyes, revealing a comfortable and contented expression.

"Very good."

Alvin's lips curled up; this surprise was simply too great for him!

Tyrant Xenomorph?

No, no, no, this is clearly a "loyal dog"!

Wait, a loyal dog?

Alvin stroked the Tyrant Xenomorph and suddenly had a whimsical idea.

Since the G-Virus can mutate to cause its host to grow exponentially, can it also shrink?

With this guess in mind, he curiously examined the Tyrant Xenomorph, projecting its dog-like appearance. "Can you shrink a little?"

The Tyrant Xenomorph tilted its head, and then, under the watchful eyes of Ada and the others, it suddenly shrank considerably, as if shrinking from head to toe.

Until its size became about the same as that of a normal small dog, and its appearance underwent a complete transformation, looking like a pale, hairless "breed".

"May I ask about the origin of this creature?"

At this moment, the silent Yani suddenly came closer, her eyes filled with curiosity, staring at him fervently as she asked.

"Dr. Yani, you're not planning to run away anymore?"

Ada teased her from the side.

"Escape?" Yani frowned slightly, looking at Ada with disgust, and said coldly, "I'm not that stupid. Even William in his G-2 Form was killed by that thing. Where can I escape to?"

After saying this, her breathing became rapid, an unusual flush rose on her pale face, and her eyes were fixed on Alvin with a fanatical gaze. "Besides... how could someone who can create such a magical creature possibly be an Umbrella?"

"Oh? So..."

Ada raised an eyebrow, a smile appearing in her eyes.

I want to join you!

As a scientific researcher, Yani dedicated her life to the G-Virus, but... the appearance of the Tyrant Xenomorph showed her a completely new path!

In comparison, what a piece of junk is Umbrella?

So, after a not-so-difficult decision, Yani decisively chose to side with the young man in front of her!

"Are you sure, Dr. Yani?"

Alvin wasn't in a hurry. Although his goal was the G-Virus, recruiting Yani Birkin was clearly a better option.

With such a virology expert on staff, there's not much to worry about in subsequent research on parasites and Mycelium Virus.

I'm sure!

Without hesitation, Yani agreed immediately, "As long as you let me study that creature, no... even a drop of its blood will do. Secondly, you need to guarantee that you won't steal my research results and that you'll ensure my safety. That's enough!"

What's the use of stealing achievements?

He doesn't live permanently in the Biohazard world, so he only needs to enjoy the fruits of his labor. As for stealing, it's completely unnecessary. Spencer's actions were purely superfluous.

Alvin couldn't help but smile and extend his hand, "Then, I wish us a pleasant collaboration, Dr. Yani."

The Arklay Research Institute's greatest achievement... was Yani Birkin, and the intelligent "Tyrant Xenomorph" that it hatched!

Alvin was satisfied, but he also had many questions about the "Tyrant Xenomorph". Fortunately, there was an expert by his side, so he asked him for the reason.

"Boss, may I ask about the origin of that creature?" Yani asked after a moment's thought.

Alvin selected some of the information and told Yani about the Xenos, but concealed the fact that there was extraterrestrial life.

"I guess there must be a corresponding fragment implanted in its gene sequence." As a scientist, Yani quickly suggested a possibility after understanding the general idea, boldly looking at him. "It could be your genes, or something else special, that makes it see you as its 'father' after hatching, no matter what."

Something special...

After a moment's thought, Alvin guessed the principle.

It is likely that Peter and Vicks, during their research on the Xenomorph embryo, specifically entered their core biological data into the embryo's genetic fragments, which led to this dramatic turn of events.

Peter and Vicks go through great lengths to tame the tyrannical genes of the Xenos.

But unexpectedly, after going through a long and winding road, he actually achieved it ahead of schedule by a twist of fate.

Alvin hypothesized that the T-Virus and the G-Virus, through a series of coincidences, created the "Tyrant Xenomorph" we know today.

Now that we've achieved our goal, it's time to leave this wretched place.

But suddenly, the telephone rang shrilly.

"Ha, they must be from Umbrella."

Ada stared at the phone on the wall, a cold glint in her eyes. "Boss, if I'm not mistaken, they should have already discovered what we've been doing in the research institute. Should we answer it?"

"Oh, no need."

Alvin said calmly and indifferently, "Our business here is done. We should leave."

Having said that, he ignored the ringing telephone on the wall and turned back to the way he came.

Yani and Ada exchanged a glance. Although they felt uneasy, after witnessing the birth of the Tyrant Xenomorph, they dared not object anymore and silently followed.

I've had a cold these past couple of days, and my throat is sore too. I never imagined that Northwest China could turn into a place with daily thunderstorms and heavy rain, and pollen everywhere. It used to be all sandstorms. It's unbelievable.