Shadow of the Beautiful World

After 3 days, s..l.d.'s investigation was over, and there was actually nothing to investigate at all, vampires are not human, they don't leave anything behind when they die.

The Aegis demon hunters surveyed the scene of the explosion, and they could only confirm that a vampire had indeed died there.

So Mercury's accident came to a conclusion. It has been several years since the end of the vampire war, and the vampires in the entire North America have been suppressed and cannot hold their heads up. Not a big issue to be concerned about.

You are free, congratulations.

In an office building in a small valley town in Colorado, Mrs. Larson, who was sitting in a wheelchair, threw an accident report with the SHIELD logo in front of the pale-faced Quicksilver. At the last moment, the vampire who was exchanged for the crown prince with a magic civet cat said:

That villain can no longer control you, lovely lady, and you finally hold your new future in your own hands.

who are you?

But Shuiyin is not happy. Compared with the big-chested and brainless self who blindly obeyed others a few years ago, Shuiyin has learned to think rationally after being imprisoned for a long time.

Pain always makes one wise.

She stared at the kind-hearted woman in front of her with her blood-red eyes. She knew that this woman was a powerful spellcaster, and she must be careful when dealing with spellcasters.

So she asked more directly:

What are you trying so hard to save me for?

Well, it's very simple, we have an experiment that needs your cooperation.

Mrs. Larson, the resurrected Mrs. Hydra, smiled and said to Quicksilver:

We need a pure-blood test subject. Don't worry, this test has been conducted many times, and we have collected enough information to ensure your test is successful.

As a result, you will gain enough power for revenge... As for who we are, hehe, our former names have been forgotten.

You can now call us... Umbrellas.

Umbrella?

Quicksilver looked at the huge red and white umbrella pattern on the wall behind Mrs. Larson, she hesitated for a few seconds, and she said:

What kind of experiment would require a pure-blood race? Are you humans trying to start studying the secrets of the blood race again? With all due respect, you can't succeed.

No, no, have some confidence in us, miss.

Mrs. Larson pressed the bell on the desk, and soon, a handsome young man in a black leather jacket, with blond back hair and sunglasses walked out of the office. He gently pushed Mrs. Larson's wheelchair, Like a most qualified assistant.

Wesker, take us to the test area.

Mrs. Larson gave instructions to her assistant, then looked back at Quicksilver, and said:

Come with me, Miss Mercury, if you need to make a choice, then you have to collect enough information in advance... I will give you this chance, please believe us, we have good intentions for you.

bona fide?

Quicksilver followed Mrs. Larson and the silent Wesker, and she whispered:

Who would take kindness to a vampire? Stop joking, ma'am.

All right.

Mrs. Larson was not angry. She said:

Then you understand that we have a common enemy, Mr. Merlin, a difficult and terrifying opponent. If hypocritical kindness cannot unite you and me, then I believe that our common hatred will eventually make us friends.

That's a good sentence, I like it.

Miss Quicksilver nodded, she no longer refuted, but followed behind the person in charge, and left the office building.

They got into a black business car, and the silent handsome Wesker was in charge of driving. This man had an unexpectedly chilling aura. He looked like a warrior ready to attack at any time, but also like a ruthless decision maker.

Are you interested in Wesker?

Mrs. Larson, who was sitting in the back seat, noticed Quicksilver's curious eyes, and she said with a smile:

I advise you not to be too interested in him. Wesker is the best high-level employee of the umbrella, and he is also one of our original 13 test subjects, I mean, the only one who survived and gained power.

His will, his strength, and his wisdom are all what we need. In fact, Wesker is a 'template'. He is the most outstanding product of the umbrella, the most powerful protective force of the new order, and the most powerful force for our protection. The most perfect treasure.

Thank you for your compliment, ma'am.

Wesker, who was driving, said in a very calm and magnetic voice:

It has been an honor to serve our cause.

Look, he's always so humble, and that's why I like him.

Mrs. Larson smiled, and said:

But Wesker's success is only due to good luck and luck. The dice thrown by the goddess of fortune have seriously affected the progress of our plan. We need to absorb more external forces to correct the luck. Unfortunately, technology can no longer help us. There are too many, the establishment of the Future Technology Foundation has brought together a large number of outstanding talents on the side of our enemies.

We can only turn to ancient magic for help. Fortunately, we have found the key.

This powerful caster is like an old woman, she kindly stretched out her hand and put it on Miss Quicksilver's cold fingers, she said:

You are the key we need. The ancient blood inheritance will inject new vitality into our business.

After all this talk, you still haven't told me what I need to do?

Quicksilver frowned and said:

I feel more and more that maybe accepting your help is the wrong choice... Is it too late for me to quit now?

Hehe, look at you little girl, you can really tell jokes.

Mrs. Larson looked out the window. The small valley town where the Umbrella Company is located is called Raccoon City. It is a very peaceful place. Isolated quiet.

It's like a paradise.

The car became quiet, and Quicksilver stopped talking. She knew she had no choice, and not to mention how powerful the old hag sitting next to her was, she just said that Wesker who was driving...

This guy is dangerous.

Quicksilver is a vampire, she can feel the flow of life force, and Wesker in front of her, his life force is obviously abnormal, like a raging and twisted sea, and like a rising sun.

In terms of vitality alone, this guy is even comparable to that deadpool Wade who loves to tell dirty jokes and tries to ask her out to do some bad things.

He is a product of biological modification, a monster created by humans. Although he still has a human appearance, Quicksilver doesn't think this guy will be as easy to deal with as an ordinary man with a brain full of whiteness and muscles.

The official car drove all the way to the valley outside Raccoon City, and soon they arrived at a research base in the mountains. The unique logo of Umbrella Company was printed on the outer wall of the base, and there were a steady stream of transport vehicles to transport the new research base here. Products are shipped out and sold all over the world.

It looked no different from an ordinary pharmaceutical factory.

We are a pharmaceutical company, and of course we will conduct some 'legal' biological experiments.

Mrs. Larson, who was in a wheelchair, was pushed by Wesker into the research building of the base. As she advanced, she introduced to Quicksilver beside her:

Every one of our studies is officially filed, we pay our taxes on time, we also do charity work, and provide thousands of jobs for the city, so the government of Raccoon City likes us very much, and they provide us with a lot of convenience .”

You seem to have a wide range of businesses.

Miss Mercury looked at the samples in the hall of the experimental building strangely, those cosmetic boxes, she turned to look at Mrs. Larson, she said:

Even make cosmetics?

certainly.

The old lady introduced with a smile:

The first drug we developed was called adravil, which is an ibuprofen-based analgesic and is now widely used by the military in 113 countries. That was our first pot of gold.

Then there is safsprin, our leading product. It can be used to treat many common diseases. Many people call it a 'panacea', but in fact it is not a panacea. If you are seriously ill, I still suggest you to go to the regular Hospitals. As well as this trauma ointment called aqua cure, its sales are also very hot, and it has earned us a huge profit after one year on the market.

Oh, of course, because our biggest competitor, Abstergo Pharmaceuticals, was forced to shut down, and while that gave us a chance to rise, it's a pity that some of their drugs are pretty good too.

Mrs. Larson put down the ointment in her hand with some regrets. She picked up the usual milky white cosmetics and said to Quicksilver:

This is called regenerate, it can make girls scream, because it can maximize the activation of dead skin cells and make you look younger...Of course, I guess you won't want to know what the raw material is, But that doesn't stop girls all over the world from buying it and using it.

The lady chuckled and said:

To be honest, if it weren't for our great ambitions, I would throw everything away and run this company well. It really has great potential. According to the current development trend, in a few years, I might become a Forbes billionaire The leaderboard.

That sounds really sad.

Quicksilver packed the free cosmetics into her bag, followed Mrs. Larson and Wesker into the elevator, all the way down, she said:

In this human-dominated world, money can do many, many things.

Yes, money is a good thing.

Mrs. Larson agreed:

But for us who are destined to control the world order in the future, what is more money? Making rules is the most profitable business.

Make rules?

When Quicksilver heard this astonishing goal uttered from Mrs. Larson's usual face, it seemed as if she was talking about what to have for dinner in the afternoon, which made Quicksilver feel absurd.

Even if the pharmaceutical company has a big background, even if they are conducting experiments that even vampires would find dangerous, they are still just a pharmaceutical company.

click

The elevator door opened a few minutes later, and judging by the downward speed of the elevator, Mercury felt that he had reached a depth of nearly a thousand meters underground.

In front of the elevator, there is a quiet underground building, like an upside-down building. The artificially simulated light makes it look no different from the buildings on the surface.

Quicksilver followed Mrs. Larson into the building. On both sides of the passage were laboratories with many precision machines, and many researchers were busy inside.

Quicksilver saw them open a freezer and take out some odd objects from it.

That thing is like a cylindrical test tube that stores some liquid, and the blue liquid in it is contained in the form of a double helix.

what is that?

asked Quicksilver.

t.

Wesker said:

That's all you need to know.

Don't be so rude, Wesker.

Mrs. Larson stopped Wesker from speaking indifferently, and she took the initiative to explain for Quicksilver:

That thing, you can understand that it is something similar to super serum, but it is more dangerous than serum. Its essence is a virus, which is super contagious. A small bottle of liquid can pollute a city. As for What becomes of those infected, I don't think you want to know.

You know what the most ironic thing is? Quicksilver.

Mrs. Larson said without looking back:

t, and its other 'sibling product' g, are all extracted from your own kind.

That is a very magical legendary blood race. In theory, it can evolve infinitely, but it can't control this evolution mode. It got out of control, so it died, but it left a valuable legacy, and we, It has also cracked the secret of evolution.

Mercury didn't answer, she continued to move forward, and walked into the deeper laboratory, which was more like a warehouse for storing various experimental subjects.

The vampire lady saw a weird twisted mass of flesh and blood stored in a giant jar. It didn't look like any life at all. The flesh and blood tissues all over its body were horribly twisted. Compared with it, Deadpool's disgusting picture The face is already extremely handsome.

On the other side of the warehouse, in an even larger jar, there is a large creature over 2 meters tall. It still looks like a human, but its naked muscles show a strange grayish white color, but it is not No cases of rot.

Its two arms are thick and covered with abnormal and disgusting musculature.

Its right arm has exaggerated giant claws, like some kind of horniness, and each finger has sharp claws like sabers. The most disgusting thing is that his heart is exposed outside the body, with a thick, bright red aorta, which is constantly beating even in the tank filled with liquid.

Mercury can see through the liquid, and the creature's face can be vaguely seen. It is expressionless, just like a zombie. Its face is covered with scars, and it looks like it has experienced very miserable things.

Well, that's 'Tyrant'. Unfortunately, it's a failure. Well, maybe it's more appropriate to call it an incomplete product.

Mrs. Larson pushed the wheelchair by herself and came to a sealed safe. While unlocking the safe with her fingerprints, iris and magic power, she said to the curious Quicksilver:

It is a real biological weapon. It has great power, agility, self-healing, and a complete fighting consciousness. Unfortunately, it has no intelligence and can only be used as an enhanced cannon fodder. But I have to say that in the work of cannon fodder , they performed quite perfectly. But now we have encountered a small problem, that is, the adaptability of Tyrant's virus is too low...

There is only one naturally adapted individual in millions of people, which is obviously not what we want.

Cannon fodder, the quantity must be large, so we hope you can help us solve this problem and use the ability of the blood race to manipulate blood...Of course, we have also prepared a 'gift' for you.

Look, it's right in front of you.

The old witch pushed the wheelchair a step away, exposing the contents of the safe to Quicksilver's eyes. It was a delicate triangular cone-shaped bottle with a few drops of blood inside.

That was not ordinary blood. When seeing that blood, Mercury's body trembled abnormally as if he had sensed some kind of power.

That is...

Your ancestral blood, Miss Mercury, comes from the legendary Blood Count Dracula.

Mrs. Larson said softly:

We have spent several years purifying it, and now, it is yours...Of course, if you can't stand the pressure, your ancestors will be resurrected in your body, and your will will be completely destroyed Erase, but I think...

There is a price to pay for any power you take...that's fair, isn't it?

ps: The serial number of the last chapter is wrong, don’t worry~ Thanks for the reminder from the brothers in the group.

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