Chapter 183: Facehugger: So you're the one they call Tyrant?

Wade through the filthy sewers?

No, that clearly didn't fit Alvin's style; he pulled a servo-skull straight out of his personal space.

Why bother doing things the hard way when you have high-tech gear at your disposal?

The servo-skull quickly scanned the sewers, established a model, and directly marked the location of the transit train leading to the laboratory.

Then, adhering to the philosophy that a straight line is the shortest distance between two points, Alvin hauled his power sword and swept through everything in his path.

With the kinetic field activated, the blade sliced through walls and the nauseating G-virus larvae in the sewers more smoothly than a butter knife through butter.

Before long, he arrived at the train, pulled the door open with his bare hands, and stepped inside.

"Don't move."

Suddenly, a pitch-black gun barrel pressed against his temple.

The icy touch made Alvin pause for half a second before his gaze immediately shifted to the left.

Hiding in a corner of the carriage, nearly impossible to notice, was none other than one of the enduring goddesses of the Resident Evil series: Ada Wong.

A sexy, tight-fitting skirt perfectly outlined Ada's curvaceous figure, and her two firm, rounded thighs were encased in 60D black silk stockings—a design that allowed for a subtle glimpse of skin while perfectly accentuating the shape of her legs; it was practically a trap for otaku.

Her sharp, professional short hair only served to highlight Ada's dashing and heroic bearing.

She was truly worthy of being the "goddess" that Resident Evil players remembered generation after generation; she certainly had her own unique appeal.

"We could do business, what do you think?"

Although he was being held at gunpoint, Alvin didn't show the slightest panic; instead, he looked at the female agent before him with great aggression.

"Little boy, where are your eyes wandering?" Ada was actually intrigued, openly accepting his gaze, a playful smile curling her lips: "To be this calm while staring down a gun barrel—you're either a madman or a wise man."

"Then which one do you think I am?"

Alvin asked back with interest.

After staring at each other for a few seconds, Ada actually chuckled, took a half-step back, and raised her hands to show she meant no harm: "My intuition tells me you belong to the latter. I'm Ada Wong. What should I call you, you lecherous gentleman?"

"Alvin Valerius. Also, I need to make a correction: I am not lecherous."

Alvin sat down calmly, watching Ada, his smile tinged with playfulness: "Isn't your mission to kill me?"

"My mission is only to retrieve the 'G' virus." Ada sat beside him, her black-stockinged legs crossed, drawing an alluring curve from her plump hips. She rested her elbows on her knees, propped her chin on her hands, and tilted her head to look at him curiously: "I'm really curious—what exactly did you do to make them willing to pay any price to eliminate you?"

To make Wesker personally call to inform her that Umbrella was willing to add a bonus specifically for this target.

Honestly, she was truly interested, and even more curious about what Alvin had done to stir up the nerves of the Umbrella Corporation.

"You'll see for yourself very soon." Alvin remained unmoved, turning the topic toward Ada: "Have you considered changing your partner?"

One had to admit, Ada was truly skilled at captivating hearts; every move she made seemed to display a unique charm.

But unfortunately... she had met Alvin. Even though this was a dream, he had at least cleared the six rings of Slaanesh; this mere bit of seduction wasn't nearly enough!

"Oh?"

Seeing that he hadn't fallen for it, Ada wasn't discouraged and asked with interest: "For example?"

"Me."

Alvin didn't shy away from the desire he showed toward Ada.

Of course, it wasn't in a physiological sense; he simply appreciated an agent and ace spy like Ada Wong.

To a certain extent, having Ada Wong's assistance could save him a lot of unnecessary trouble.

"My price is very high~ Can you afford it?"

Ada Wong neither showed rejection nor gave a direct answer; her hot red lips pursed slightly, outlining a mysterious smile.

"You don't need to rush to refuse; you can take your time to consider it."

Alvin wasn't in a hurry. On this trip to the Arklay Laboratory, there would be plenty of opportunities along the way for Ada Wong to make her choice.

Hearing this, Ada didn't rush either; she hummed a tune and looked outside the train.

The train traveled straight down for over ten minutes before finally arriving at the Arklay Laboratory, which Umbrella Corporation had built in secret within Raccoon City.

"Heh, it looks like the welcome ceremony Umbrella prepared for me is truly grand."

As soon as the train door opened, Alvin seemed to sense something. He turned his head and smiled at Ada Wong: "The scene that follows might be a bit bloody. If you feel uncomfortable, you can close your eyes for a moment. I wouldn't want to get those filthy stains on a beautiful lady."

Ada Wong paused for half a second. Just as she was wondering what he was talking about, she saw the iron door of the laboratory suddenly dent inward from a collision!

Boom!

The massive impact sounded like a bronze bell, exploding within the empty and terrifying laboratory!

Looking at that iron door, which was several centimeters thick, being forced into a fist-sized dent, a sense of foreboding suddenly surged in Ada's heart.

The next moment, that iron door was ripped off from the inside by a massive force, dragging a shrill screech like a cannonball as it flew toward them.

Ada's reaction speed was extremely fast; she immediately hooked the ceiling with her grapple gun and hung herself in mid-air.

She didn't even have time to warn Alvin about the multi-ton iron door hurtling toward him.

In her expectation, the iron door flying like a cannonball could easily cut a person in half, yet that scene did not occur.

As the iron door approached Alvin, it was like a train that had been suddenly stopped!

Even though there was no contact, the iron door was blocked right in front of Ada as if by some invisible wall, and the terrifying impact force vanished without a trace.

Just as Ada wondered if she was hallucinating, she saw the terrifying T-virus experimental subject, the "Tyrant," crawl out of the passage behind the iron door. Its body, overly tall due to complete viral erosion, was wrapped in knotted muscles, and its arm-fingers were replaced by reinforced claws that could easily tear through steel!

"Watch out, it's a Tyrant!"

Before Ada's well-intentioned warning could finish, she suddenly felt a fishy wind rushing toward her face!

Although the Tyrant looked massive, its movements were not sluggish in the slightest; it sprinted with astonishing speed, reaching Alvin in almost an instant.

The claws capable of tearing steel were like sharp blades, whistling through the air and swinging a fierce, cold light!

If this strike hit an ordinary person, the outcome would naturally be disembowelment.

But unfortunately... the enemy standing before the Tyrant was no ordinary person. In Alvin's deep pupils, a flicker of azure sparks seemed to emerge.

In an instant, the temperature of the entire room plummeted by dozens of degrees, as if countless wails were resounding.

The claws swung by the Tyrant seemed to have been hit with a pause button.

However, only Ada knew clearly that this was not "time stop," but rather the Tyrant being firmly bound in place by some invisible power!

The Tyrant let out a dull growl, thick veins bulging on its arms, and its muscles and bones emitted a chilling sound, like a sports car with the accelerator floored, tires rubbing against the ground to the limit, and the oil pump and supercharger pushed to the max, yet still roaring in place!

The ground cracked inch by inch because it couldn't withstand the Tyrant's exertion, as if mixed with unbearable wails.

Yet even so, the Tyrant remained firmly suppressed by "psychic" telekinesis, unable to move.

Looking at the T-virus experimental subject "Tyrant" before him, a smile appeared on Alvin's face.

It was truly a case of "finding what you're looking for without even trying."

He had circled the police station and hadn't found a trace of a "Tyrant," yet he ran into one the moment he arrived at the laboratory.

He would have to sincerely thank Umbrella Corporation for the gift they had sent.

Then, to Ada's horror, Alvin "pulled out" from nowhere a giant egg, half a person tall and resembling a "flower bud."

"What is that thing?!"

Intuition told Ada Wong that the giant egg was dangerous!

"You'll know soon enough."

Alvin chuckled and activated the "Xenomorph embryo."

The next second, the embryo bloomed like "petals," and the dormant "Facehugger" awakened; its first reaction was to "parasitize."

The first-generation "Facehugger" was far less terrifying than its descendants; it was more like an "octopus," relying on its strong tentacles to firmly trap the Tyrant before sticking its suction cups onto it.

"ROAR——!!!"

From the level of biological instinct, the Tyrant sensed the horror of that "thing" and struggled violently!

"Be good, don't move around."

Alvin's gaze turned cold, his telekinesis surged, and he suppressed the "Tyrant" once more.

Finally, the "Facehugger" firmly attached its suction cups to the Tyrant's mouth, and its four tentacles tightly wrapped around its head to prevent it from breaking free during the parasitization process.

A tube-like reproductive organ was inserted directly into the Tyrant's throat, injecting the "egg" into its body.

Such a terrifying scene, even for Ada who prided herself on being well-traveled, gave her a fright and made her feel uncomfortable all over.

Especially when she saw that "tube" inserted into the Tyrant's mouth, injecting something bit by bit until the "shell" became completely shriveled and fell off, while the Tyrant's abdomen swelled up as if it were pregnant—Ada couldn't help but feel a chill run down her spine.

"What on earth is that thing?!"

Ada's terror was mixed with a trace of palpitations, her pupils shrinking to the size of needle points.

"You can understand it as a brand-new form of life."

Alvin watched the Tyrant that had been successfully "parasitized" and said calmly: "Aren't you looking forward to the interesting things that will happen next?"

In his view, the greatest value of the Resident Evil world lay in those "viruses."

Whether it was "Black Goo" or "Xenomorph," they all possessed unparalleled growth potential, and the virus could serve as a carrier to give birth to brand-new breeds.

He believed that as long as he could fuse various viruses, he would be able to create a brand-new "Xenomorph"!

As a true "trump card"!

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