Chapter 178: The STARS Team

The members of the STARS team, although elite.

But... after witnessing Arnold, who could press the bio-monster that was hunting her into the ground and rub it against the floor with his bare hands, Jill quickly recognized the reality of the situation.

When one is under the eaves, one must bow one's head.

I don't know if the United States, with its short two-hundred-year history, has such a saying, but in any case, Jill obediently accepted the "invitation."

The two of them and one head came out of the dilapidated apartment.

Arnold brought Jill to a coffee shop across the street that had been looted, and she met "Sir."

"You... you are 'Sir'?!"

Upon seeing that the person Arnold respectfully addressed as "Sir" was actually a handsome young man with an aristocratic temperament and a standard Asian face, a flash of shock appeared in Jill's beautiful eyes.

"What, very surprised?"

Alvin sat in a chair, his leisurely and carefree temperament making one unable to help but wonder if he had come here for a vacation.

He was also observing this former "goddess" of the game.

Judging by her appearance, Jill was not actually particularly outstanding, but she had a very attractive quality: her crisp and capable temperament, especially the military aura forged from her time in STARS, which added a bit of charm to her.

Of course, the Jill in reality was slightly different from the one in the game; wearing a sleeveless gray top, one could clearly see the traces of training, and she was not the type with thin arms and legs.

With shoulder-length short hair, three-dimensional features, and spirited eyes, she hid a trace of vigilance, and even while sitting, she maintained a readiness to draw her gun and fire at any moment.

"Sir, your coffee."

Arnold brought over a cup of brewed coffee, placed it within Alvin's reach, and then took a few steps back, remaining silent like a statue.

"Would you like a cup of coffee, Miss Jill?"

Seeing Jill's gaze fall on the coffee, Alvin asked casually and snapped his fingers: "Arnold, brew a cup for Miss Jill as well."

"Yes, Sir."

The cold-faced Arnold glanced at Jill and went to prepare the coffee.

"No, no, I'm not thirsty, thank you." Jill hurriedly stopped him; she didn't dare let Arnold brew her coffee.

Just a short while ago, this gentleman almost beat that monster sent by Umbrella to death; that scene... was too brutal!

"Your injuries look a bit serious." Alvin noticed the wounds Jill had sustained from being thrown by the Nemesis and asked in a gentle tone: "If you need it, I can help you treat your wounds. If wounds aren't dealt with, it's very easy to become one of those ghosts outside."

He certainly knew that Jill's constitution would not be infected, but this was reality; what if she really did get infected?

"No need, I can do it myself."

However, Jill was indifferent; she casually pulled a green herb from her pouch and threw it into her mouth to chew.

"." Watching this scene, Alvin was greatly shocked, and the corners of his eyes twitched.

Although he had guessed it long ago, the green herb for "healing" from the game suddenly appearing in reality was a bit too magical.

"Hmm?" Discovering that Alvin's expression seemed different, Jill immediately guessed his thoughts and explained: "This isn't some witchcraft. The four-color herb is a medicinal plant discovered by Umbrella. It has blood-clotting and hemostatic functions, and through different formula combinations, it also has different effects."

"Ahem, sorry, I suddenly thought of something else."

Alvin coughed twice, but his attention remained on the herb; he was considering the value of this thing.

If it were as significant as in the "game," the value of the four-color herbs would probably be raised by several notches.

"You wanted to see me, what exactly is the matter?"

After swallowing the green herb, the bleeding from the cuts on Jill's skin quickly stopped. She turned to look at Alvin and asked vigilantly.

"Please don't worry, Miss Jill."

Alvin didn't mind; he took a sip of his coffee, looked at the puzzled Jill, and then smiled: "I am not interested in your identity, and I am certainly not a member of Umbrella. The reason I had Arnold bring you to see me is simply because I am very interested in you as a person."

Jill could only believe half of this statement at most.

Her gaze remained vigilant, and after hesitating for a few seconds, she asked tentatively: "Since you have already seen me, may I leave now?"

"So soon?"

Alvin seemed somewhat surprised and said: "It's quite chaotic outside; why not stay a little longer?"

"No, thank you very much for your kindness." Jill didn't dare to trust such an extremely strange person of unknown origin.

If possible, she would rather never meet him again, so she found an excuse: "I have more important things to do. Can I go now?"

"Of course, I said it before, I have no malice toward you, Miss Jill." Alvin smiled and made a gesture of invitation. Watching Jill stand up to leave, he smiled and said slowly: "By the way, there is one thing... consider it a gift for our first meeting, given to you for free, Miss Jill."

"What thing?"

Jill, who was about to take a step, paused upon hearing this and turned her head to look at him suspiciously.

"If the thing you must do refers to saving the other STARS members, then... there is no need anymore." Alvin smiled meaningfully, picked up his coffee cup, and took a sip.

"What do you mean by that?!"

Hearing this, Jill's pupils shrank, and she was immediately surrounded by a thick sense of foreboding. She even forgot about Arnold standing to the side and wanted to rush up and grab the man by his collar to question him.

But unfortunately, before her thoughts could be put into action, she was blocked by the tower-like Arnold.

Seeing the height difference between them, Jill immediately regained her reason: "Sir, can you explain what you meant just now?"

"Sir, what did you mean just now?"

Jill asked, burning with anxiety.

"Literal meaning."

Alvin raised his eyes, looked at the anxious Jill, and put down his coffee cup unhurriedly: "The bio-weapon Umbrella sent to hunt you is called 'Nemesis.' That kind of thing... you should have seen it before, back at the 'Mansion'."

"Is it that kind of virus?!"

Jill recalled the mission they had participated in.

The Mansion Incident haunted her like a nightmare, and she was often woken up by the scenes in her dreams.

The virus secretly experimented on by the Umbrella Corporation could actually bring the dead back to life, turning them into mindless zombies. Thinking back on it even now, it still made one's blood run cold.

"Not exactly the same, but essentially there isn't much difference."

Alvin said slowly: "Nemesis is a bio-weapon that implanted parasites on the basis of the T-virus, making it easier to control."

After saying that, he added: "Oh, right, you don't know what the 'T-virus' is yet, do you? It's the source of the entire Raccoon City riot in the Mansion Incident."

"Why do you know so much?"

Jill couldn't help but start to suspect the other party's relationship with Umbrella.

If not, why would he know so much?

Including the virus spread in Raccoon City, the source of the Mansion Incident, and the bio-weapon that was hunting her just now!

Various signs indicated that the other party seemed to know a lot about the Umbrella Corporation and the virus.

"Let me formally introduce myself, Miss Jill."

Alvin calmly adjusted his lapels, rose from his seat, and with a smile, introduced himself quite formally: "My name is Alvin Valerius, and I am a Rogue Trader. In terms you can understand, I am a wandering merchant."

In a certain sense, isn't a Rogue Trader just a merchant who wanders everywhere?

It's just that the "scope" of his wandering is a bit broad; he is either in the galaxy or in other worlds.

"Merchant..." Jill was slightly stunned for half a second, looking at Alvin suspiciously: "Forgive me for being blunt, you don't look like a merchant; you look more like a..."

She thought about the word "bad guy" for the second half of the sentence, but after catching a glimpse of the sternly standing Arnold out of the corner of her eye, she rationally didn't say it out loud.

Thanks to "Chong Luan" and "Fox Who Lost Happiness" for the tips~ Thanks to the big boss "Chu Fengzhi" for the tip, thank you very much, I'll kowtow to you gentlemen~ ORZ

PS: I checked the information, the four-color herb was discovered by Spencer in the Arklay Mountains, so it doesn't count as a bug~