October 31, afternoon.
Raccoon City Police Department conference room.
"You're saying you developed a virus with only a one-in-a-thousand chance of mutation after infection?"
Jill shot to her feet in disbelief. "Are you serious, Leon?"
She wasn't the only one.
Everyone in the conference room stood up.
Their surprised yet uneasy gazes converged on Leon and Tony at the head of the table.
The virus that had left scientists around the world utterly helpless.
These two brothers had actually conquered it in just two days.
At this point, if someone shouted that Stark was God, they would probably believe it.
"No need to get so worked up, everyone. I understand that you must be thinking, wow, did God play some kind of joke on me when I woke up today?"
Tony shoved Leon aside and began performing on his own.
"But it's the truth. I guarantee it in the name of Iron Man—the apocalypse is over. Starting today, it's over!"
He threw his arms wide as if he wanted to embrace the whole world.
But the whole world gave him no response, because everyone had been stunned senseless by this sudden windfall.
"Ahem, shouldn't you... be doing something right now?" After holding the pose for several seconds, Tony awkwardly wiggled his fingers. "Like cheering, screaming, and celebrating?"
Only then did everyone in the conference room snap out of it. They shouted to fulfill Tony's wish, rushed over to toss him into the air, and repeatedly chanted, "Iron Man!"
Leon quietly retreated to a corner, watching helplessly as his grinning older brother was thrown up and down while shouting for them to throw him higher.
"Your brother's style is rather... different from yours," Ada Wong said as she came to stand beside him.
"That's just how he is. He has a