Chapter 174: Welcome to Raccoon City

【Respected Navigator, you have arrived at the new world】

【Estimated stay time: 50 days】

【Temporarily unable to anchor this world】

This travel was accompanied by a short dizziness.

There is motion sickness, seasickness, airsickness, but this was the first time he heard that someone could get travel-sickness. He paused for a moment, waited for the dizziness to fade slightly, and Alvin slowly opened his eyes.

Sure enough... another trashy alley.

"Navigator, I have a question."

Alvin sighed lightly, somewhat helplessly: "Is this kind of small alley some kind of spawn point? Why every time I travel, I get thrown into this kind of place?"

【Respected Navigator, because travel needs to avoid the world's will, the selected locations are mostly quiet and uninhabited. If you are unwilling, next time it can be changed to other areas, optional as follows: deep sea, no-man's land, space, etc.】

"Enough, enough, it's not necessary!"

Alvin hurriedly stopped it.

If it really threw him into those few places, it would be better to be in the alley. Although the environment was a bit poor and it was easy to encounter fixed-refreshing thugs, it was better because there was no threat to life!

No sooner said than done!

Alvin looked up and saw the fixed-refreshing NPCs, a few drunken thugs, walking swaying into the alley. Just as they were about to take out their guns to relieve themselves, they saw him.

Refined features, upright facial features.

Brown hair and black pupils, a lean figure, a standard Asian face, but mixed with a bit of mixed-blood flavor, especially that temperament that seemed like a natural noble, immediately made several people sober up.

"Hehehe..."

The leading thug tore his two-finger vest, the big muscles on his chest almost hanging to the ground, shook a few times, and walked toward Alvin with a grim smile: "Kid, you're in luck today. Come over and kneel for me, I'll let you taste..."

But before he could take out his gun, his head suddenly tightened.

Five fingers like iron pliers firmly clamped his head, and the terrifying power didn't even give him a chance to beg for mercy, suddenly exerting force to clench and close.

Pop!

Before he could finish speaking, that thug's head was crushed.

Immediately after, the remaining few shocked thugs had their pupils shrink suddenly, suddenly noticing that behind that boy, there was actually a white giant standing about 2.5 meters tall, with muscle dimensions almost comparable to an American bison, like an iron tower!

"Sorry, I didn't hear clearly just now, what did you say?" Alvin glanced coldly at the remaining few thugs who were almost wetting their pants.

A flash of blood red suddenly flashed in the depths of his eyes!

The thugs, who had been scared to the point of collapse, after noticing the blood red in the boy's eyes, instantly felt as if they were seeing the endless sea of corpses and the blood and killing smell rushing toward them through those cold, killing-intent-filled pupils!

"Ugh——!"

Too terrifying, this Asian, is a devil!

The thugs' faces were distorted, their reason eroded by fear, and they screamed in horror one after another, fleeing in all directions on all fours, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

"..."

Alvin was slightly speechless, turned his head to look at the silent android: "Arno, am I that scary?"

The 'Heracles' model android specially developed by Peter, because of its exaggerated muscle dimensions, was named Arno by him. Don't ask... asking means the impression in Terminator was too deep!

"No, I think you are very gentle, sir."

Arno's voice was very low, with a muffled feeling.

"I just said, how could I be that scary." Having received a satisfactory answer, Alvin bloomed with a smile. Arno was still the most thoughtful.

He looked at Arno's right hand covered in sticky matter again, frowned slightly, fanned his nose, and revealed a trace of disgust: "Don't use your hands next time, it's too violent. Find a place to wash later."

"Yes, sir."

Arno's language was concise, and he nodded dully.

Just after coming to the street from this "spawn point," he saw several fire trucks roaring past in front of him.

At the corner ahead, the tires rubbed violently against the asphalt road, making a harsh sound. Before Alvin could understand the situation, he saw several police cars, with harsh sirens and flashing lights, speeding past the street with ambulances, the speed blowing up a strong wind.

"Good fellow, worthy of being America, police are also speeding?"

Alvin sighed slightly, looked up, and saw the building ignited by flames not far away.

The fierce flames rushed straight into the sky, illuminating the night sky red, and the rolling thick smoke occupied it, as if it were a ferocious fire demon.

"... What kind of world is this?" Even though he had traveled a few times, Alvin was still shocked by the scene before him. The previous few times were chaotic, but at least they had order.

But this traveled world seemed to have no order at all.

"Go, let's go over and see."

Alvin guessed in his heart that according to the principles of the previous few travels, they would basically be dropped near the plot nodes.

If he expected correctly, this time it would still follow this principle, so the source of the huge chaos would likely be related to the "plot" node of this world.

Arno followed Alvin silently, and the two walked toward the position where the fire was soaring into the sky not far away.

Along the way, he could see many panicked and fearful crowds fleeing from there, and Arno, who was 2.5 meters tall, took the initiative to clear the way for Alvin. The height, which was almost half a head taller than ordinary people, made him stand out from the crowd among the fleeing masses.

Soon, Alvin arrived at the "chaos" area, but the degree of chaos was indeed a bit shocking.

Many black people wearing masks, taking advantage of the fire spreading and the chaotic order, were like locusts passing through, pouring into the surrounding shops and blocks, frantically smashing and looting.

And on the other side, the source area of the chaos gathered many SWAT teams, trying to control the chaos.

The chaos was not caused by natural disasters, but by man-made disasters!

Only to see hundreds of people completely falling into madness, throwing homemade simple incendiary bottles within the range they could reach.

Police and firefighters were trying to stop them, but unfortunately, the results were minimal.

Want to ask the reason?

Very simple, this is America, a free country that can hold guns!

So the arsonist rioters staged this classic gunfight drama with the American police on the street with the help of cover.

To tell the truth, the movie was filmed too conservatively.

Arsonist rioters and police shot at each other on the street full of people. From time to time, a few unlucky ones were hit by stray bullets and fell to the ground, screaming and wailing loudly.

Too damn magical. Even Alvin couldn't help but praise in his heart: "Freedom, too damn free!"

But analyzing from the current situation, it was estimated that it wouldn't take long for these fat American police to be wiped out by the arsonist rioters.

It was no exaggeration to say that the combat effectiveness of these American police was not even as good as the lower-hive gangs.

If it were replaced by a gang, it was estimated that it would have been flattened long ago.

"Awesome."

Holding it for a long time, Alvin could only think of this word.

But the problem was that he thought he could find clues, but as a result, apart from watching the American police being abused, he had no clue at all!

Just at this time.

A slender female anchor broke in with a microphone.

The photographer skillfully set up the long gun and short cannon, immediately adjusted to live broadcast, and focused on the sexy female anchor.

"Still have to be the photographer... would rather not want life, also want the first-hand news intelligence." Alvin was treated as an ordinary crowd and driven toward the periphery. He stopped Arno, who intended to do it, and planned to look at this female anchor. Maybe he could hear some useful clues from her mouth.

"Breaking news report, I am the reporter for this time, Helen Shriver."

The sexy female anchor held the microphone and broadcasted the situation at the scene in an orderly manner: "Due to the spread speed of this special disease, which exceeded any previous disease, angry crowds set fires everywhere in this city, and the terrifying riot swept the entire city. Currently, the government has announced that the entire city has entered a state of emergency!"

"According to the statement of the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention, the southern region of the Midwest of the United States has been isolated."

"The official currently has not explained the source and preventive measures of the disease. The municipal government calls on the masses to stay at home as much as possible and must not go to the street. The government will solve the riot attack and disease spread event as soon as possible. Please believe in the government!"

Hearing this, Alvin shook his head, completely without any valuable clues.

"Forget it, go to other places to see."

Thinking of this, Alvin didn't want to continue wasting time.

His expected stay time this time would not exceed half a month. After all, if he disappeared for too long, it was estimated that not only Elsa would be anxious, but the old man would also be anxious to madness.

However, just as he called Arno and prepared to leave, he heard the female anchor behind him say:

"This is breaking news, I am Helen Shriver."

"Next, I will closely track and report the Raccoon City arson riot and the detailed content of the disease spread for everyone!"

Hmm???

Wait, Raccoon City?!

Alvin, who captured the keyword, turned his head suddenly, revealing a trace of shock in his eyes.

Raccoon City, although it couldn't be called a household name, was definitely famous. He locked onto the world for the first time.

"Resident Evil?!"

Raccoon City's name was too big, so Alvin guessed the plot of the world traveled this time directly.

But, there was still a problem at present, that was Resident Evil had movies and games, just not very clear what category this world belonged to?

No matter what category it belonged to, it just happened to hit his heart.

If T-virus, G-virus, and "Black Goo," or "Alien embryo" were fused together, what interesting products would be born? ===== CHAPTER 175 =====