Chapter 192: Wesker's Ambition

With a bang, the bald man's sandbag-sized fist smashed fiercely into Stark's back, denting the steel skin on Stark's back.

"Don't be careless when fighting. This is a lesson I'm giving you."

The bald man sneered, waving his fists continuously, smashing them one by one into Stark's back, and pieces of iron skin dented under the bald man's fists.

"Despicable." Stark roared, shouting repeatedly. He operated the armor, spinning continuously, but no matter how he spun, he couldn't get rid of the bald man.

"Despicable? That's funny." The bald man grinned, the tentacles in his mouth extending into the gaps of Stark's armor and passing through.

"You weren't focused when fighting, instead helping others, and now that I've caught your flaw, you call me despicable. It's just laughable. Considering you're about to be my companion, I'll give you a piece of advice: don't let your guard down when fighting."

The bald man's tentacles inserted into Stark's armor, finding the flesh Stark hid inside the steel armor through the gaps between the steel plates, and then injected the virus.

"Don't worry, it'll be quick, just a sting like a needle prick."

"You need to be focused when fighting."

A mass of silver-white liquid condensed into shape behind the bald man, grabbed him, and threw him out. "This sentence should be returned to you."

"I don't want to become a neither-human-nor-ghost appearance." After the threat was removed, Stark immediately aimed the flamethrower at the bald man. "The one who will die is you."

"I won't die." The bald man opened his mouth and spat out a pile of yellow liquid. As soon as this liquid touched the flames, it was immediately evaporated into gas, and the entire mine tunnel suddenly turned yellow.

"Careful, it's volatilized toxins." Ye Nan reminded loudly.

"Don't worry." Stark turned off the flamethrower device, aimed both palms at the air, and powerful air pressure sprayed out from between his hands, blowing away the poisonous mist.

"How about this."

"Not bad." Ye Nan praised, his gaze falling on the bald man. He saw that the bald man's body was covered in flames, but he didn't wail, just spat out a one-meter-high bug from his mouth before falling down.

This bug had a body similar to a centipede, overall presenting a grayish-black color, with many pink tentacles on its body, a pointed head like a sharp arrow, and one eyeball completely exposed outside.

"This parasite is different from the others, much bigger than those parasites." Stark looked at the ugly parasite and exclaimed.

"I don't know what breed of parasite this is; this world is already in chaos." Ye Nan thought to himself. The parasites in the movie were definitely not this big, and they wouldn't spray poisonous liquid.

"But then again, this world is not a movie, nor is it a single-player dungeon. While I am developing, others are also developing. Perhaps the Umbrella Corporation mixed the parasite with the genes of some strange creature, leading to the parasite's mutation, turning into this."

"The most likely thing is that Queen."

Ye Nan couldn't help but think of the Queen. For some reason, whenever he saw these bugs, he could always associate them with the Queen, as if these bugs had some peculiar relationship with the Queen.

"Bug, the insecticide is here." Stark lifted his arm and sprayed fiercely at the parasite.

Seeing the flames coming, the parasite immediately dodged the flames, constantly advancing in a Z-shaped route...

"This bug is much smarter."

Ye Nan met it, a left hook hitting the parasite's head, knocking the parasite's head to one side.

The parasite encountered an attack, making an unintelligible howling sound in its mouth, yellow poisonous liquid flying everywhere. Its several tentacles lifted from the ground, hugging Ye Nan, grabbing Ye Nan tightly.

"A bug is a bug. No matter how much wisdom they have, they are still bugs." Ye Nan's body was made of liquid metal and was not afraid of being bound at all.

If the enemy in front of him was a person, after seeing Ye Nan turn from liquid to solid, he would definitely not use this stupid method to deal with Ye Nan.

Unfortunately, parasites are always parasites. Although they claim to have wisdom, they still don't know how to analyze.

"Wait."

Just as Ye Nan wanted to turn into liquid metal and leave, he heard Stark's voice from behind. He looked back and saw two thick fire dragons sweeping over from afar, encompassing both Ye Nan and the parasite.

"Stark, you bastard."

Under the flames, Ye Nan's body turned into a pool of liquid, slowly melting. But the most miserable one was not Ye Nan, but the parasite. Under the flames, this parasite wailed repeatedly, its flesh and blood turning into fuel for the flames, and its entire body turned into a large fireball.

"Isn't it just a robot? After going back, I'll compensate you. Is it necessary to make such a fuss?" Stark put away his flamethrower device, watching Ye Nan's body being burned, without even a hint of guilt.

He was such a person, viewing money as dirt. To him, things that could be bought with money were not worth cherishing. What was truly worth cherishing were people, living lives. If Ye Nan's body was his own flesh and blood, Stark would never have sprayed flames.

"You burned your companion to death. It seems you are really heartless."

Wesker, wearing a pair of sunglasses, slowly walked in from outside. "You are the same kind of person as me, both geniuses who transcend the world. Any interest in cooperating?"

"With your genius brain and my wisdom, the two of us will become the gods of this world."

Wesker spread his arms, making a posture of embracing the earth. At this moment, he seemed to have turned into a god who loves all things, brilliant and splendid.

"God? Sorry, I have no interest." Stark refused Wesker's proposal without thinking. "What I like is playing in the world, talking about love. As for being the god of the world, I have no interest."

"Is that so? A pity." Wesker felt a bit regretful. "You are a genius, able to build such a powerful steel armor by hand in this environment. It's simply a miracle. If I had an army built of steel armor, sweeping the world would be no problem at all."

"Forget it. No matter how powerful a person is, if they can't be used by me, it's empty. Since you refuse to become the god of this world with me, then you become my subordinate."

Wesker took out a blue syringe. "This thing is the embryo of a parasite. Once injected into your body, it will gestate in your body. It will squeeze your internal organs, connect to your nerves, and finally control your body. It's just that this way, you will lose your research talent. How about it, obediently become my subordinate, don't make me use this thing."

"You say it as if you have already won." Stark raised the flamethrower device in his hand and aimed it fiercely at Wesker. "I don't want to be parasitized by that disgusting thing. If I'm parasitized by that thing, I'd rather die."...

Saying this, Stark pulled the trigger, and a large amount of flames sprayed out from the device, flying toward Wesker.

"This thing of yours is useless against me. I knew it when it was still in the design stage."

"Its purpose is the battlefield, not one-on-one combat."

Wesker was in the distance a moment ago, and the next moment he appeared in front of Stark. The flames produced by the flamethrower device only burned Wesker's phantom.

"How is it possible, how can you be so fast." Stark was shocked. What Wesker just showed was completely not the speed a human should have.

"I said, I am not human, I am a god, the god of the new world. I want to let humanity evolve and create a brand new world." Wesker said, "I'll give you one more chance, defect to me, build war weapons for me, and I will let you become the god of the new world with me."

"What a joke." Stark threw a punch. "What god, it's just relying on the power of the virus, and you dare to call yourself a god."

"Stupid." Wesker said "stupid" to the steel arm Stark swung over. When the steel arm was about to hit him, he suddenly disappeared, and the next moment, he appeared behind Stark.

"Stupid human, do you really think your steel armor can defeat me?"

"I was just giving you time, giving you materials, wanting to see what kind of genius you, who is hailed as the Da Vinci of the contemporary era, actually have. You really climbed up the pole and thought you were very important."

"Since you refuse to work for me, then I will force you to work for me."

"Watch me break your steel armor that you are so proud of."

Wesker punched Stark in the back. Only a bang was heard, and a large hole was punched in the back of the steel armor by Wesker's punch.

"This is my power, the power of a god. Mortal weapons simply cannot stop me."

"Don't joke. If it weren't for the poor material used to build the Mark I, just relying on your cotton-like power, wanting to break it is simply wishful thinking."

Stark roared, swung his steel arm, and threw a punch backhand.

"Don't try to resist anymore." Wesker grabbed the steel arm Stark swung over, his five fingers clenched tightly. Only a few claps were heard, and five finger marks appeared on the steel arm.

"Alright, the game ends here." Wesker's right hand grabbed Stark's helmet and tore Stark's helmet off forcefully. "From now on, you are my subordinate."

Wesker picked up the syringe and stabbed it toward Stark.

"It will only hurt for a moment, and soon you won't feel any pain."

Bang!

A black shadow flashed, and Wesker flew out backward... ===== CHAPTER 193 =====