Loss of Control

"Do you think this thing possesses an independent life form? You have to realize that once a T-Virus host's head is destroyed, all the virus within its body enters a dormant state and ceases all activity. Yet, this thing was separated, and it's still so full of vitality."

"That is why the person Wesker brought back might not be a T-Virus infected subject, but a G-Virus carrier. The G-Virus has infinite possibilities; it's perfectly natural for it to remain active even after being separated."

"How is that possible? The G-Virus is the company's final trump card. Every vial of the virus and every test subject is strictly documented. How could he have let it escape?"

"Stop talking nonsense. Let's just take it out and study it, and we'll know."

The researchers gathered around the viral fragment, chattering away like a group of gossiping women in a clothing store arguing over which outfit looked better.

Treating scientific research as more important than their own lives, they were itching to pry open the protective cover and place the mass of black matter under an electron microscope for study.

However, the protective cover was locked onto the metal table, and only Wesker could open it.

That guy had brought them here to observe it, yet refused to open it so they could take a closer look—wasn't he just deliberately whetting their appetites?

Bang!

Suddenly!

The viral fragment, which had been moving erratically inside the protective cover, hardened without warning into a black spike and lunged violently at the surrounding researchers!

It slammed against the protective cover with a loud noise, but due to insufficient force, it only managed to leave a scratch on the shield.

If not for the protection of the cover, one of the researchers would likely have had their skull pierced!

The researchers were caught off guard and startled, each instinctively taking a step back.

"Please stand outside the safety line to observe. If any accidents occur, we will have a hard time answering to Supervisor Wesker."

The two U.S.S. soldiers standing guard at the door reminded the researchers.

These two soldiers were subordinates of Captain Kromi and had participated in the operation to capture Xia Tianming, being two of the lucky few who survived.

After the battle ended, they didn't leave with the armored vehicle transporting Xia Tianming's corpse. Instead, following Supervisor Wesker's instructions, they cleared the scene and collected the fragments knocked off the target to prevent them from infecting other organisms and creating a second monster like that one.

Afterward, they delivered the viral fragments to this temporary laboratory next to the Safe House and took on the responsibility of guarding them.

These two lucky survivors did not know that their other companions who had managed to survive were ultimately unable to escape the clutches of the "resurrected" Xia Tianming.

And among these two, one of the soldiers had accidentally inhaled the black powder that drifted up when he used a high-explosive grenade to verify if the corpse of Xia Tianming—which had been scorched by the Rod of God—was still alive...

"Uh... why is your nose bleeding?"

A soldier noticed dark liquid flowing from both nostrils of his companion and offered a reminder.

Hearing this, the soldier subconsciously reached up to touch beneath his nose. It was indeed a nosebleed, and the blood was a deep, dark black.

Why did it feel somewhat similar to that indescribable thing inside the protective cover? And he kept feeling as if someone was calling to him from the void...

"It's probably just from the shock earlier..."

The soldier was about to wipe the blood away with his sleeve when his raised arm suddenly froze in mid-air.

The other soldier saw him standing motionless like a puppet, letting the blood drip from his chin to the floor, so he reached out and tapped him.

The moment his fingertips touched the other's shoulder.

Awoo!

The soldier with the nosebleed twisted his head without warning, opened his mouth, and bit down hard on the hand that had reached out to him!

The soldier was horrified and quickly pushed him away, but his palm was already dripping with blood!

When he looked closely, he discovered that the other's eyes had been completely eroded by an eerie blackness; not a trace of white could be seen.

Before he could react, the black-eyed soldier lunged at him again...

The researchers heard the commotion behind them and turned their heads to look. The scene before them caused their hearts to stop instantly.

One soldier was emitting beast-like roars, frantically tearing at the throat of the other soldier. It was so brutal that the bloody trachea was exposed, and blood flowed to the feet of the researchers!

"What's going on! Has he been infected with the T-Virus?!" a researcher exclaimed in a panic.

But before the soldiers entered the base from the wilderness, they had to pass through a virus detection gate, which could scan and screen for biochemical viruses carried on one's body to prevent outbreaks within the company.

How could it not have detected anything???

Could it be that the infection was not within the range of the company's known viruses?

Soon, their theory was confirmed.

The soldier who had been bitten, whether still alive or not, suddenly began to convulse violently on the ground.

Suddenly!

His body stiffened, his upper torso sat bolt upright, and his pitch-black, abyss-like eyes stared straight at the stunned researchers, while the shocking wound on his neck continued to spray blood...

In less than ten seconds, he had been infected and assimilated?

And the fastest infection time for the T-Virus was usually 1-3 hours...

"Ah!!!"

Following that, the laboratory was filled with the screams of the researchers and the roars of monsters...

These sounds carried over to the adjacent Safe House.

"What are they howling about next door? Is watching a fragment really worth getting that worked up over? Can it possibly be as thrilling as the grand battle we're witnessing live?"

A shareholder walked out, annoyed and curious, wanting to see what those nerds were so excited about.

The moment he opened the door, a figure of extreme speed suddenly tackled him, opened its blood-stained maw without a word, and bit down hard on his neck; blood sprayed three feet away instantly!

Everyone inside the room was stunned by this sudden scene, save for Wesker, who was the first to react; he leaped over the two figures tangled on the floor and slammed the security door shut.

No sooner had he closed the heavy security door than intense banging and bone-chilling roars erupted from outside.

These sounds were clearly the shrieks of a Zombie!

When they looked at the figure that had just lunged in, they realized he was wearing a lab coat and recognized him as one of the researchers who had gone to the adjacent lab to observe the enemy fragment.

He had already completely transformed into a Zombie, but unlike other Zombies whose eyes were unfocused and death-gray, his were a pure, pitch-black!

As for the unlucky shareholder who had been tackled, he had already stopped struggling, a bite mark deep enough to reveal bone appearing on his face.

"How did he turn into this monster? He was perfectly fine just a moment ago—did the Zombie virus leak? How could something like this happen inside the base!" the shareholders cried out in a panic.

Their screams drew the attention of the Zombie researcher, who rose from the floor and lunged at them again, claws bared and teeth gnashing!

The shareholders widened their eyes in terror and let out high-pitched, feminine screams!

Bang!