Successful Location

Bang!

A gunshot exploded!

The infected researcher lunged at the group, its skull bursting open like a blooming flower. Brain matter and bone fragments sprayed in every direction!

Its headless corpse took two more steps from sheer momentum before tumbling to the ground with a thud, less than a meter from the shareholders huddled together ahead!

Still shaken, they stared wide-eyed, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.

Beside them, Wesker calmly holstered the large-caliber revolver, its muzzle still smoking.

"Why is there an infected person in here?! And he was fine just ten minutes ago. How could he suddenly turn?!!"

A portly shareholder shrieked hysterically, glaring at Wesker with a look of fear and anger.

As head of security, he'd allowed a Zombie to run amok inside the base. That was a dereliction of duty.

If anyone came to harm because of his negligence, his career would be over.

"Wesker, did you deliberately gather all of us shareholders here so we'd have an accident together? That way, you'd have the whole company to yourself, wouldn't you?"

"Hmph, I bet that's exactly it. You wear sunglasses all day. Are you afraid we'll see that shifty look in your eyes?"

"I'll make sure the boss hears about what happened here!!"

Faced with the shareholders' accusations, Wesker said nothing. He looked down at the Zombie whose head he'd blown apart.

He was puzzled, too.

Virus detectors were installed throughout the base. If they detected even the slightest risk of a virus leak, warning lights would flash across the entire facility, and everyone would go on Level One alert.

After all, Umbrella's base was humanity's last refuge, and the Cloning Factory Gene Bank was its final hope of survival. If it became contaminated, humanity would be utterly wiped out. The tiny number of immune survivors would never be enough to ensure the continuation of human civilization.

But from the outbreak of the Zombie riot next door until now, the alarm system hadn't been triggered.

Could they have been infected by neither the T-Virus nor the G-Virus? Had the virus produced a new, undocumented variant?

"Ah!! It... it's moving again!!"

The shareholders started shrieking like banshees once more. The aggressive bravado they'd shown while questioning Wesker vanished in an instant, replaced by another round of shrill, girlish screams.

The Zombie Wesker had shot in the head had fallen to the ground, but now its headless body was crawling, reaching for them with a deformed claw. The sight was horrifying!

This was completely beyond their understanding that a Zombie would die if its head was blown off.

Wesker stared in surprise. Wasn't this just like the man in the test site, who could still move freely even with his head crushed?!

Could it be...

He steeled himself and moved closer, intending to shoot the headless Zombie until it was completely torn apart.

Suddenly, a gust of air rushed at him from behind!

The shareholder who'd been knocked down and had his face bitten apart had also been turned into a Zombie. With pitch-black eyes and a savage expression, it lunged at Wesker!

Just as its stinking, rotting mouth was about to bite into him—

Wesker was, after all, an evolutionarily enhanced being who had successfully merged with the T-Virus. His reflexes far surpassed those of an ordinary person. He twisted aside, and the Zombie lunged past him!

Unlike the other Zombies he'd encountered, this one wasn't slow to react. After missing, it immediately spun around and attacked again, snapping at him.

Smack!

This time, Wesker struck it with a roundhouse kick, sending it spinning through the air like a top before it slammed hard into the one-way mirror used to observe the test site!

Wesker raised his large-caliber revolver and fired several shots at the Zombie, blasting apart its head, arms, and legs. It fell to the ground as a "human stump," utterly incapable of moving.

But its black blood splattered across the one-way mirror...

At the same time, Xia Tianming, who had been standing motionless in the test site, suddenly opened his eyes and turned to look at a spot on the gray wall.

That feeling of another "kindred" was growing stronger. It was coming from that direction!

Without a word, he rushed to the corner in that direction and looked up at the tall, uniformly gray wall.

Xia Tianming lifted a foot and planted it against the vertical wall. Countless hair-thin tendrils immediately extended from the sole, woven from the Blacklight Virus, and hooked tightly into the surface.

Then he lifted his other foot and planted it against the wall as well. He stood with both feet on the vertical surface without falling!

Xia Tianming began walking faster and faster across the vertical concrete wall as if it were level ground. Soon, he was running along it, each step leaving a dent in the hard concrete!

Meanwhile, the shareholders in the Safe House hadn't yet recovered from the sudden, terrifying incident. One of them turned around absentmindedly and realized that the man in the middle of the test site had disappeared.

"Wait... where did that man go?!"

The shareholder had barely finished speaking when a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, separated by a one-way mirror.

It was Xia Tianming, who had vanished from the middle of the test site!

He had run straight along the vertical wall to the other side of the Safe House's one-way mirror. His cold gaze was fixed on the mirror, which was the same color as the wall, as though he could see right through it. The shareholder shuddered under that chilling stare!

The others turned around and saw the horrifying sight as well.

"He... can he see through the one-way mirror?!" The shareholders panicked again.

Wesker frowned and tried to reassure them. "Impossible. This one-way mirror has a special coating. Not even a searchlight with a hundred thousand lumens could shine through it. Its soundproofing is unparalleled, too. There's no way he can see inside the Safe House with his bare eyes!"

His confident declaration had barely left his mouth before he was proven wrong.

Standing outside the mirror, Xia Tianming transformed both hands into Hammer Fist Form and smashed them against the mirror disguised as a section of wall!

Bam!!!

The deafening impact made the shareholders' eardrums ache!

A huge, web-like crack appeared across the specially reinforced one-way mirror!

He really had sensed that this section of wall was different!!!

Wesker's eyes widened in disbelief behind his sunglasses. How had Xia Tianming found them?!

He glanced over and spotted the black blood still clinging to the inner surface of the mirror, not yet dry.

It had splattered there when Wesker had just put down the Zombie that charged into the room.

Could he have located the Safe House from just those few drops of blood?!

And had these strange Zombies that had suddenly appeared been infected by him?

As Wesker puzzled over these bizarre events, Xia Tianming had already swung his Blacklight Hammer Fists more than a dozen times. The entire thick, reinforced one-way mirror was covered in dense cracks. It would probably shatter completely in just a few more blows!

The shareholders inside cried out in despair. Zombies were pounding at the door from the front, while a terrifying Mutant was smashing through the window from behind. They were utterly trapped!