The Unquiet Dead, Blessed by Khorne!

One hour later.

Wesker, right on time, escorted Spencer, the number one "troublemaker" in the Biohazard series, to the police station lobby.

To achieve a perfect evaluation in Alvin's mind and prove his worth in this operation, Wesker spared no expense, spending tens of millions of dollars.

The USS team members were extremely thorough, searching the entire castle inside and out, and all the information related to the "virus" was moved to the helicopter.

A perfectly good old castle was almost completely emptied out during the USS's thorough search, which was practically equivalent to ransacking the place.

"Sir, I've brought the person you requested."

Wesker brought not only "Spencer," but also the old man's life's work, as well as some handwritten letters about "Miranda."

"Very good, I'm very satisfied with how quickly you got things done."

Alvin sat in the former police chief's chair, tapping his index finger on the table. His gaze skipped over the letters and landed on Spencer, who had been brought in by kidnappers.

You could tell from his treatment that Spencer had suffered terribly. He was already too old and had difficulty walking. He was also tied up like a pretzel by Wesker, with something stuffed in his mouth. After a bumpy ride, he was practically on the verge of dying.

Poor Spencer, who spent his life in power, plotting against his colleagues and seizing authority, never imagined that in his later years he would be betrayed by "his own people" and kidnapped from afar.

Although Spencer couldn't speak, his eyes said it all. If he weren't tied up, he probably would have bitten Wesker to death, that heartless bastard.

Of course, Wesker didn't care. He turned to Alvin in his seat and humbly lowered his head. "Sir, would you like me to untie your ropes?"

Spencer struggled forward desperately, but Wesker held him firmly to the ground. So he had to settle for second best and signaled to Alvin with his eyes that he had a lot to say.

Seeing the longing in Spencer's eyes, Alvin stopped tapping the table, chuckled, and shook his head. "No need, I have nothing to ask him."

Spencer's greatest value lies in the "Source Power" he can provide, which serves as an anchor for the Bio-world.

As for Miranda, Mycelium Virus...

Those things could be located directly from the correspondence; Kree and Wesker could just lead the team there and seize it. Why bother asking this "troublemaker"?

Spencer was stunned.

This... seems different from what he imagined. Shouldn't the plan be to release him from his constraints, then bring him under his wing and continue researching the virus?

Wesker was stunned. He had thought that Alvin's order to capture Spencer alive must have some other purpose, but now it seemed... that wasn't the case at all!

Alvin picked up the Bolter from the table, aimed it at Spencer's head, and said calmly, "Sorry, you... are of no value to me."

"Waaaaah--!"

Spencer was terrified, his pupils suddenly contracting.

He didn't want to die. He had bigger dreams yet to be realized. He shouldn't die here. He still had research to do—the great study of human evolution...

Bang!

A single explosive bomb shattered Spencer's skull.

This completely ended the life of this "troublemaker," ended his fantasies, and until the very end... Spencer never had the chance to tell the other party about his grand plans.

Wesker, standing nearby, was completely dumbfounded.

What's going on?

After going through so much trouble to capture him, they just shot him without even asking any questions?!

He's so unpredictable!

Wesker suddenly became alert, and his gaze toward Alvin held a hint of submissiveness and fear.

He secretly resolved that he must never be like Spencer, who had to constantly demonstrate his "value," otherwise... Spencer's fate would be his future!

Alvin had no idea that his actions in destroying Spencer had planted a tiny, deep shadow in the already cautious Wesker's mind.

However, even if he knew, he would probably think that Spencer's death was truly worthwhile.

"Alright, go assist the others in resolving the virus leak in Raccoon City." Alvin waved his hand, indicating that he could leave.

Yes, sir.

Wesker left the room with trepidation.

After everyone left, Alvin finally had time to check the "Navigator's" notification.

[Kill Orvis Edward Spencer]

[Gain Source Power: 2000 units]

[Should we fix the current world as a permanent anchor point?] Of course, "yes"!

Alvin impatiently clicked "OK," wishing he could skip it, but unfortunately, the broken system didn't have that option.

[Anchoring in progress, please wait a moment, esteemed Navigator]

[Loading Loading]

[Dear Navigator, the current global anchor point is now fixed.]

Please name this Anchor World.

"Biohazard."

Adhering to the principles of simplicity and recognizability, Alvin set "Biohazard" as the world name.

[Third Anchor World, Named Successfully: Biohazard]

[Your Navigator privileges have been upgraded to Level 3]

[Dear Navigator, based on your privileges, you have been promoted to Level 3. The Navigator System will now be updated.]

[More features will be available after the update]

"Renew?!"

This was quite a novelty, Alvin was pleasantly surprised. He hadn't expected that the Navigator could be updated, but what he was even more excited about was what new features would be available after the update!

"How long does it take to update?" he asked curiously. Based on his previous experience with online novels, it usually seemed to take quite a while, and he was a little worried that it might delay his return.

[Dear Navigator, this system has been updated.]

"... So fast?!"

Alvin was stunned. Good heavens, the update was so fast. He would never mention the broken system again.

[The following is an update; please read it carefully, Navigator.]

[World Exploration Progress, Divine Protection]

[World Exploration Progress: Based on the current world's exploration progress, it is divided into four stages: 25%, 50%, 75%, and 100%, each offering corresponding rewards (limited to items within that world)]

[Divine Protection: A special blessing bestowed by the will of the world, effective in all worlds (except special worlds)]

[Divine Protection: Born to Die]

Cowards will die, but courage and honor Born to Die endure. Fight! Fight! Fight!

[When the Navigator is on the verge of death, they can muster a surge of courage, doubling their fighting spirit and physical strength, and gaining extraordinary skills. If they become cowardly, this blessing will disappear.]

"..."

Looking at the two newly added features, Alvin's lips twitched slightly, his gaze fixed on "Divine Protection": "Navigator, are you sure... this isn't a blessing from Khorne?!"

Damn it, those Yellow Skin are unreliable!

Why is Old K like a vengeful ghost, haunting me even across worlds? And he even has this ridiculous "protection" system?

This thing... isn't it supposed to be a "blessing"?!

"Navigator, I need an explanation."

Alvin's tone was unfriendly; he was currently agitated and couldn't understand why Old K was specifically targeting him.

[Dear Navigator, this "Divine Protection" has always resided within your soul, flowing into it the moment you grasped the Daemon axe to defeat the "Chosen of the Gods."]

Damn... So it was his fault after all?

Alvin then remembered that he had thrown the Chosen of the Gods of Khorne's battle axe into the Xenomorph Universe across time and space, and later left it in the cargo hold of the World Master.

What a clever scheme!

From now on, if anyone says Khorne is brainless, Alvin will be the first to disagree. Who would believe that Old K wasn't setting him up?!

Now that I think about it, how could a mortal so easily pick up an artifact that housed Daemon and belonged to Chosen of the Gods, and then throw it into another dimension?

Isn't this a complete trap set by Old K?!

Wait, from another perspective... Alvin rubbed his chin, a bold idea suddenly popping into his head. "Since I'm already entangled with Old K, does that mean... I can also use that Daemon- infested artifact battle axe?!"