Chapter 13: Power and Force

Meng Yi called two teammates and went to the large conference room of the underground Hive in Raccoon City.

Luo Ji's mental state is not good, the thick dark circles prove he didn't sleep all night.

After a night of serious thinking, how could the high-achieving student Luo Ji not understand the true purpose of "little brother White Devil," which is far from just finding a safe zone to survive for a month.

Interfering with human thinking and cognition, compiling false memories that do not exist—this kind of rebellious operation is close to magic, and cannot be recognized by Luo Ji, whose worldview is normal.

"Little brother White……"

Luo Ji gritted his teeth, raised his hand to call Meng Yi who was leading the way, wanting to persuade Meng Yi not to be so extreme.

"Hmm? What's wrong?"

Meng Yi stopped his steps, but did not turn around.

A simple action made Luo Ji understand that Meng Yi's will could not be shaken, so meaningless persuasion should be avoided.

"Alas."

The persuasion he had conceived all night turned into a faint sigh.

"Little brother White, you go, I'm a bit tired, I'll go back to the room to make up for a sleep first."

Luo Ji shook his head in low spirits, turning and leaving with heavy steps.

One moves forward by any means necessary, while the other stops due to their bottom line; from this point on, their fates will also take drastically different paths.

Just as Luo Ji understands Meng Yi, Meng Yi also understands that Luo Ji has made a choice.

"All kinds of troubles, the mediocre disturb themselves."

The unclear sneer seems to mock Luo Ji, who adheres to the bottom line, and also seems to sigh at his own subsequent actions.

The will as firm as steel extinguishes worries, skips this stubble, and Meng Yi walks towards the conference room with firm steps.

The weapon girl, who possesses extremely strong physical destructive power, thought about it and followed the steps of her newly recognized "officer."

……

"Little girl, you are not a stupid person. Old brother Luo can see it, I don't believe you can't see it."

"Clearly knowing that what I want to do has crossed the bottom line, why do you still follow me on the road of no return?"

The alloy and glass passage reflects the shadows of the two, one in front and one behind.

Meng Yi turned his head slightly, looking at the silver-haired girl behind him on the left with the corner of his eye.

"Because, the officer is not a real bad guy?"

As she spoke, the girl, whose life was pale but whose mind was sensitive, laughed at herself.

The feedback brought by the "Path" she practices is that Meng Yi is not an extinctionist who drags civilization into the end.

"Bad guy? Hahaha! Only children distinguish between good and bad."

"The world is not simply black and white; it is gray."

"Humans are complex lives, so how can they be generalized?"

Meng Yi laughed, saying earnestly: "The past life is already the 'past'. In the future, you must think more, look more, and think more."

"The three of us in the selection dungeon still get along well, but who can say what kind of monsters and ghosts we will encounter in the next world?"

The silver-haired girl thought thoughtfully, and didn't think of how to answer after thinking all the way.

In the end, she could only clench her fists and whisper: "I will blow up all the bad guys!"

……

The gate of the conference room opened, and the projection of the artificial intelligence Red Queen dissipated.

The large stepped conference room, which can accommodate thousands of people, is filled with "elites" who are well-dressed, rich, and expensive. They stand straight, neat and uniform, and shout in unison with fanatical expressions: "Hello, Chairman White!"

Meng Yi, who has a bad taste, has his playfulness aroused, waving his hand and smiling: "Hello, you have worked hard."

"Not hard!"

The loud answer is like a mountain collapse and a tsunami, as if to shatter the ceiling of the conference room.

Walking along the aisle, Meng Yi tidied the collar of his lab coat and came to the central area.

Meng Yi tapped the table lightly with his fingers, and the microphone transmitted the crisp sound throughout the conference room.

Instantly, the noisy conference room became audible, and there was no more noise.

The "elites" of capitalism present, thousands of them, looked at Meng Yi, whose figure looked a bit thin, fanatically and loyally, waiting for the instructions of "Chairman White."

"To make a long story short, there is only one purpose for calling you here today."

"At all costs, mobilize the capital behind you, and invite the dignitaries of America you can contact to visit the 'latest achievements' of the Umbrella Corporation."

A few days ago, Meng Yi specifically asked about the physical condition of his teammates, whether they could still participate in low-intensity combat.

Getting the affirmative answer from his teammates, Meng Yi ordered the artificial intelligence Red Queen to urgently dispatch a "B. O. W." (Organic Biological Weapon) from the test area to the conference room, which is also the familiar "T-virus infected body: Tyrant."

"Little girl, next you need to play a 'performance match', no matter what, you will win."

Meng Yi lowered his voice and whispered to the silver-haired girl standing behind him.

The girl nodded slightly, agreeing to the task of contributing. She is not good at using her brain, but she has no problem using her hands.

……

In an area specially cleared in the conference room, a container of about several cubic meters opened, and cold air spilled out.

The Tyrant, who was more than three meters tall, wearing heavy black restraint clothes, with iron-blue skin, opened his turbid eyes.

*Tap, tap, tap—*

Controlled by both the implanted chip and Meng Yi's mental operation, the Tyrant used a little force with both hands, broke the chains that bound him, and walked out of the container with steady steps.

Although it was not equipped with weapons such as heavy machine guns, this Tyrant looked like an unstoppable feeling.

The tall and big Tyrant, and the thin silver-haired girl who was only a little over 1.6 meters tall standing in front of the Tyrant, formed a strong visual contrast.

"—Drink!"

With a soft drink, the girl's weak temperament changed, becoming sharp.

The glowing patterns of azure blue spread on the skin not covered by clothes such as her neck, arms, and cheeks. The red flames surrounding her body burned the air slightly distorted.

There was no starting gun, and the battle started instantly.

The two fists that were not proportional collided, the girl did not retreat a step, and the Tyrant retreated a few steps with a 'thump, thump, thump'.

Not killing in one move is out of the intention of the 'performance match'.

After a fierce battle, the flames were like maggots on the tarsal bones, burning the Tyrant's heavy restraint clothes and completely igniting the Tyrant.

The sound of flesh and blood being burned and exploding by the flames was one after another, and the Tyrant turned into a human torch. Before long, the Tyrant was burned to only dry bones and remains.

"Hiss!!"

"Defeating the 'combat-type B. O. W.' with an overwhelming advantage, is this still a human?!"

"This kind of power! Controlling flames, God! Could it be a superpower?"

The audience was amazed, and after the noise, it turned into warm applause, sincerely praising the "masterpiece" of the Umbrella Corporation.

Recording the image data, the significance of the 'performance match' was perfectly achieved, and the bait to fool the prey into the trap was ready.

Meng Yi lifted his hand, signaling everyone not to be impatient, cleared his throat, opened mental interference, and bewitched to the extreme.

"Gentlemen, a new era has arrived. Long lifespan, power beyond the mundane—these powers that should belong to 'God' will eventually be mastered by us one by one!"

"Go! Invite more 'friends' for the company, let us raise our glasses together to share this feast! Let us gather great power in ourselves, live long and leisurely!"

"Yes! Long live Chairman! Long live Umbrella!"

The fire of desire was completely ignited.

One by one, the 'elites' flushed, praising Meng Yi's 'generosity'.

They began to fantasize about the 'beautiful' future of long life and driving transcendence. ===== CHAPTER 14 =====