Chapter 7: The Great Villain Begins to Emerge

Meng Yi flips the folder to the last few pages, and the first thing that catches his eye is a photo of a badge combining an eagle spreading its wings and a golden five-pointed star, with the name Black Watch marked below.

"Raccoon City had a virus leak, and the special operations unit of America, Blackwatch, blocked all entry and exit routes of Raccoon City at the first opportunity, controlling the virus in a corner of Raccoon City from the source."

In the photo, soldiers in all-black combat uniforms, wearing optical goggles and gas masks, holding M4A1, HK416, and other firearms, are ramming into the zombie crowd in tanks and armored vehicles.

Helicopters loaded with heavy firepower spray strips of fire, and wherever they pass, limbs are broken and black blood flies.

Zombie infected people die one after another, falling in pieces like wheat harvested in a paddy field.

Steel fortresses built at every exit of Raccoon City are fully equipped with heavy machine guns, grenade launchers, rocket launchers, missile vehicles, etc.

Tanks and armored vehicles displayed in the wilderness form a black wave; just by looking at the photos, one can feel the terror of the modern military.

But as long as they are still carbon-based life forms, how large a caliber of artillery can they resist? How large a yield of missiles can they eat?

"Military?"

Luo Ji gasps, flesh and blood colliding with a steel torrent; even if you want to die, you don't do it like this.

Fleeing Raccoon City, which is full of infected people, and seeking help from Blackwatch?

Luo Ji, as a "Wallfacer," knows very well the strictness of the military and what kind of destructive power a major country can erupt with in a crisis.

Let alone how dangerous it is to flee Raccoon City, even if you really find Blackwatch, what you will face is definitely machine gun fire.

What do three survivors count for?

Who knows if you are carrying a virus?

Killing everyone to eliminate future trouble is the optimal solution.

Even if you luckily escape Blackwatch's "greeting," the subsequent investigation will leave no place for the three of them, who are black households, to hide.

Check your body, wow! You are actually not afraid of the virus's influence?

The result of the abnormal physical state caused by semi-digitization being discovered.

That's too wonderful; thank God for the gift, a VIP seat in the biochemical laboratory!

After a few words from Meng Yi, plus some psychological hints, Luo Ji dispelled the most wrong option.

"Alas, it seems we can only live in Raccoon City for a month."

"I hope the time since the biochemical crisis event passed is not too long, and we can still find basic survival supplies in the city."

For a time, Luo Ji couldn't help but feel a bit discouraged.

But he quickly cheered up and began to study how to survive.

He has a reason that he must pass the selection dungeon.

His lover, relatives, and hometown are all bonds he cannot untie, and they will also become the motivation for him to persist.

"Little brother Bai Mo, let's look for supplies in this building. We have to survive for a month anyway. It's good to have someone to look after each other if we act together."

Hearing Luo Ji's invitation, Meng Yi shakes his head.

"There's no need to be so troublesome. Even a cunning rabbit has three burrows. How could a giant enterprise that can research biochemical viruses just disappear so simply?"

Facing a composite biochemical world, the memories of his past life can only provide superficial reference value.

Plot? There is no "plot" in the real world.

Brain-dead decisions to highlight the protagonist's personal heroism are even less likely to happen to Eagle Sauce's think tank.

Eagle Sauce is bad, but Eagle Sauce is not stupid.

Alice, Leon, Chris, Jill, Claire, Ada Wong, Hunk the Reaper, Wesker, Alex...

What do these "protagonists" who are familiar to everyone count for in the face of the grand trend?

Not to mention the "protagonists" who are like tools, Umbrella Corporation would disappear just the same when it should.

Opposing an entire civilization with one's own strength, Umbrella is far from qualified.

You need the Shinra Company of Final Fantasy, the Weyland-Yutani Company of the Alien series, the Vault-Tec Corporation of the Fallout series, the Concordance Extraction Corporation of the Dead Space series, or the monster-like SCP Foundation.

"The building we are in has train tracks leading to the Hive built by the Umbrella Corporation in Raccoon City underground."

Just now, the mental detection, the three-dimensional model of the nearby area, has been constructed in Meng Yi's mind.

The Resident Evil movie mentioned that the Hive in Raccoon City was sleeping with a large group of Umbrella executives, plus various human dignitaries who were trying to board the "Noah's Ark" to go to the "New World."

What a luxurious "gift package." If it is really like this, Meng Yi can eat until he is full!

Using the general trend to unite and negotiate, playing chess behind the scenes, turning hands into clouds and covering hands into rain—this is the basic cultivation that an Paradise player should have.

Like a beast waving its claws and teeth, fighting alone is too inefficient, not to mention that it is too inelegant.

Being a grandson in the Warhammer worldview, he doesn't dare to use psychic power unscrupulously, for fear of attracting the attention of the Warp Greater Daemons.

In the selection dungeon of the biochemical world...

He has had enough of a life of fear. He decides to abandon meaningless etiquette and from today on...

Just as the world background mentioned, the "demon" has already broken free from the cage.

Meng Yi gets up and tidies his clothes, walking towards the big door blocked by furniture with big strides.

After thinking for a while, Meng Yi pauses his steps, turns his head to look at Luo Ji and the girl in the corner who is in a daze, and asks.

"I have some ideas to verify at the Hive, the source of the virus. Do you want to come with me?"

It is not that his Virgin Mary heart is acting up. Helping others when he has the ability is just a small effort, and it doesn't count for anything. The key is that he doesn't hate Luo Ji.

Also, leaving Luo Ji and that girl in the outside world might become an unstable factor that drags him down.

If they are captured by the sweeping soldiers of Blackwatch, his existence will be exposed.

The plan that has not yet been unfolded will inevitably increase by several difficulty levels, which is very likely to affect the final harvest.

All hidden dangers must be nipped in the bud at the beginning.

Since he doesn't want to "prove the Dao by killing," it is imperative to disguise the two "teammates" and bind them by his side to "protect" them.

Of course, if the two "teammates" can play a little help, the generous Dr. Meng will not be stingy, sharing enough side results for a first-rank player to eat until full.

The lower ones seek survival, the middle ones seek wealth, and the upper ones seek power. Meng Yi chooses all of them.

His fingers under his sleeves move slightly, and psychic interference is ready to go. He is waiting for the "teammates'" answer, waiting for the "teammates" to make the right choice.

Luo Ji's voice is a bit dry: "The source of the virus? Little brother Bai Mo, this is too extreme, right?"

"Hahaha, extreme? The bigger the wind and waves, the more expensive the fish. Risk and return are often proportional."

Meng Yi smiles, slightly stimulatingly "persuading":

"Mr. Wallfacer, or should I say Mr. Luo Ji, what is your choice?"

"Living through a month without doing anything, continuing to muddle through in the next task, and then dying in a gutter one day without knowing when?"

""Evolution Paradise" is not a charity. Even if you survive by luck, you won't be able to escape the 'great liquidation' of the 'promotion trial'."

"Living a life, only the word 'strive' matters. If there is any mistake, weakness is the original sin!"

Before Luo Ji could answer, the silver-haired girl curled up by the window raised her head for the first time.

The beautiful blue-pink pupils turned from confusion to thoughtful, whispering softly: "Weakness, is the original sin?" ===== CHAPTER 8 =====