Resident Evil: The Final Chapter?

In the desolate and silent City Ruins, a rotting and foul stench drifted through the air.

This was a terrifying city filled with death and bizarreness, and there were no living people in it—at least up until now, Xiao Hen had not found a single living soul.

Damn it, is this really the movie world of Resident Evil?

Xiao Hen gripped a rusted piece of steel reinforcement bar as he hid in a corner, its tip sharpened by his own hand. Up to this point, he still could not quite believe his current situation.

Just think, a completely ordinary urban single guy like him, a good citizen living in an endless loop of commuting to work and back, League of Legends, Honor of Kings, eating, going to the bathroom, sleeping, and going to work again—how could he suddenly appear in such a wasteland world?

It all started with that Mechanical Mark on the back of his hand. For some reason, it had suddenly materialized on the back of his hand, and then, without a word of explanation, dragged him into this terrifying world and dumped a task on him: survive for one month.

Yes, survive for one month. Xiao Hen had wanted to find a place to hide out properly, complete the task after a month, and let the Mechanical Mark on the back of his hand bring him back. Unfortunately, the zombies of this world were not willing.

The zombies quickly found him and attacked him for all they were worth. Left with no choice, he could only choose to fight back.

The steel bar in his hand was the only weapon he had found.

"Get lost!"

Xiao Hen swung the steel bar, beating back a zombie that charged forward.

The terrifying zombie was unrecognizable, driven entirely by instinct and the desire to feed. Upon seeing a living person, it would immediately latch on. Xiao Hen was a living person, so how could the zombies let him go? One, two, a whole crowd of zombies came surging forward.

No good, if I stay here any longer, I'm going to die...

At the thought of death, Xiao Hen felt a trace of terror. If he had still felt a shred of an otherworldly traveler's excitement earlier, now, having close-up contact with zombies and feeling the threat of death more clearly, he knew that if he died, that Mechanical Mark wouldn't care at all. It was only responsible for sending him to this terrifying world; if he didn't complete the task, it would never take him back to his original world.

Xiao Hen turned and ran, fleeing into the distance. His movements were fairly agile, at least not paralyzed by fear of the zombies.

While running, Xiao Hen checked the task issued by the Mechanical Mark on the back of his hand:

Main Quest: Repair the Shuttle, quest in progress.

Side Quest: Survive for one month, remaining time twenty-nine days.

Main Quest incomplete, unable to return. Please continue working hard, host.

Xiao Hen gritted his teeth. What kind of ghost task was this? It was far too vague.

"Damn it, survive for one month—what kind of task is this? Surviving for a month in a world like this, aren't you asking for a person's life?"

Xiao Hen ran to a secluded corner and had barely caught his breath when he found more zombies chasing after him. Gritting his teeth viciously and gripping the steel bar in his hand, he lashed out at the charging zombie. The zombie's skull shattered, and the headless corpse crashed to the ground.

As an ordinary person, Xiao Hen could say in all responsibility that he was absolutely the calmest and boldest type among ordinary people. Even upon arriving in such a terrifying world, he was still able to adapt instantly, fight the zombies, and kill them.

Perhaps he was simply born suited for this kind of thrilling life!

Xiao Hen fought as he retreated. His arms were already aching and weak from exerting too much force—this was the normal physical reaction a metropolitan youth should have, but the massive surge of adrenaline granted him formidable combat capability to counterattack the incoming zombies.

"Go to hell!"

Xiao Hen gripped the steel bar tightly with both hands and viciously jammed it into the skull of a zombie. Then, glaring at the menacingly surging horde of zombies, he spat, turned, and ran toward the tall building behind him.

If I possessed power like Alice's, every last one of you zombies would die by my hands. During his run, Xiao Hen cast a resentful glance at the charging horde of zombies.

Reaching the roof, Xiao Hen slammed the rooftop door shut, hurried in a few swift steps to the edge, gauged the distance between the two buildings, and then broke into a sprint, leaping into midair and flying across to the roof of the adjacent building.

After rolling to a landing, he cast a cold smile at the growing crowd of zombies gathering on the opposite roof and left.

This was the City Ruins of Raccoon City. By the time Xiao Hen learned this information, it was already too late—or perhaps not too late. He had arrived at the base where Claire was located. Claire and Doc had discovered Xiao Hen surrounded by zombies and rescued him. Familiar with the plot, Xiao Hen smoothly followed Claire into that cylindrical base, waiting for the plot to begin, which in reality meant waiting for the arrival of Alice.

Alice's arrival came half a month later.

On a night half a month later, Alice, riding a motorcycle, was captured by base personnel. Because of her familiarity with Claire, certain misunderstandings were avoided. Alice joined the base, but this drew in Dr. Isaac, who was hunting Alice down, along with the massive zombie army he brought with him.

Alice and Claire led everyone in setting up defenses, and Xiao Hen also joined the defensive ranks.

Although Xiao Hen knew the subsequent plot, both Claire and Alice were clever people; if Xiao Hen acted even the slightest bit suspicious, he might be killed as a spy. Moreover, there was already an Umbrella spy hidden within the base, and Xiao Hen certainly wasn't going to expose himself recklessly.

"Alice, look at those flying dust clouds in the distance—could the zombie army have already arrived?" Xiao Hen stood at the top of the cylindrical base, holding a pair of binoculars as he scanned the distance. Discovering the dust constantly kicking up from the ground afar, his heart sank, knowing the plot had already begun and Isaac was coming with the Living Dead Army.

"Let me see!"

Alice snatched the binoculars from Xiao Hen's hand. Upon taking a look, she immediately commanded with a stern expression: "Inform the others, get ready right now—Isaac is here."

"Understood!" Behind Alice, a beautiful blonde woman gave a solemn reply and then turned and left.

Xiao Hen remained silent. The woman who had just left was, of course, one of the leaders of this base, Claire.

He was thinking that the reason he had come to this world was because of that Mechanical Mark on the back of his hand, which only he could see. Surviving for a month was his mission; now that more than half a month had already passed, with just a dozen or so days left, he would be able to go back.

Ten-odd days—with my understanding of Resident Evil: The Final Chapter, successfully surviving should be no problem!

Xiao Hen let out a long breath, then gripped the micro-submachine gun in his hand tightly, turned away from the rooftop, and headed downstairs. When Isaac arrived, he certainly wouldn't let things rest. Isaac's primary goal was to kill Alice and stop her from heading to The Hive. This battle was unavoidable.

The final obstacle. If I can survive this battle, I'll be able to return to the Real World, and the benefits promised by this Mechanical Mark will finally be mine.

Xiao Hen stepped onto the ground and gazed outward. Out there, two armored combat vehicles were slowly approaching, and trailing right behind them, a overwhelming ocean of zombies chased forward like a flood.

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