Shadow of the Beautiful World

A few days later, at midnight, a cargo ship sailed into a commercial port in New York.

After the freighter stopped, the workers who were ready to start work immediately manipulated the large machinery and began to transfer the full containers on the deck to the dock warehouse.

And outside the warehouse, a huge convoy is already waiting there.

The logo of the Umbrella Company was printed on those heavy-duty trucks. Judging from the registration information of the Port Authority, this convoy was transporting raw materials for the Umbrella Company, which had become famous in recent years in New York.

During the intense and busy cargo loading and unloading process, Wesker, who had changed into more decent clothes, had already boarded a luxurious car and headed to a certain business reception held in New York.

That was something Mrs. Larson had specifically instructed.

On the surface, the reception seemed to be mutual flattery among businessmen, but it was actually an exchange meeting within the organization.

Many people will attend, and Wesker will attend on behalf of Lady Hydra's faction.

It took Merlin and Fury nearly ten years to destroy and bury most of Hydra's forces, but after the calm in recent years, new forces joined the organization whose name had been buried long ago .

It was like the prophecy that Gideon Malik told Merlin when he died.

As long as the greed of the people is still there, Hydra will never really perish.

In just a few years, several new factions emerged.

But fortunately, no matter in terms of scale or quality, it is far inferior to the behemoth that once grew up in the shadow of S.H.I.E.L.D.

The old lion in Wesker's mouth has realized the problems caused by an overly large organization, and he has been working hard to control the newly joined forces.

But for an idealist who already has a perfect plan and enough strength, the number of followers is not a big problem.

Umbrella's freighter is full of various products that cannot be subjected to severe vibrations, so the loading and unloading process is not fast.

Starting at midnight, the loading and unloading was not completed until 10 o'clock the next morning.

This is still the case with a lot of omnic workers and new mechs to help.

Regardless of whether it is from the entry of the ship to the cargo inspection, loading and unloading of the cargo, to the final departure, all procedures and steps are absolutely legal.

Even the most demanding agent of S.H.I.E.L.D. can't fault it.

It is completely a normal commodity circulation process.

At 10:30, the convoy set off from the bustling pier, along the roads outside New York City, and headed for the inland of the North American continent.

Their destination is Colorado, which is not a short journey, but as long as they leave the East Coast, everything will be fine.

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Just as the convoy was about to leave downtown New York, a sound suddenly sounded in the container of the last car in the convoy, as if something had been knocked over.

This movement was immediately captured by the security personnel accompanying the convoy.

Under the command of the commander, the last truck stopped on the side of the road, and the other vehicles continued without stopping and continued to move forward.

Open it!

The heavily armed security personnel guarded outside the container that kept making noises in a well-trained manner. Under the command of the commander, a researcher quickly opened the complicated data lock on the container.

A group of people enter the container. In this large locker, there are 6 upright biological cabins.

They searched for the source of the sound and soon found something.

A lock used to fix the bio-chamber didn't seem to be fastened. During the driving of the vehicle, that thing kept bumping into the outer shell of the bio-chamber, and caused the bio-chamber to tilt slightly.

It shouldn't be.

Several security personnel with large-caliber shotguns stepped forward, straightened the tilted biological cabin, and then fastened the buckle that was out of position.

Behind them, a trace of doubt flashed in the eyes of the security captain trained by the umbrella company itself.

Before packing, we obviously checked it. It is impossible for such a low-level mistake to exist. Could it be that someone loosened it on purpose?

He carefully looked at the biological cabin that had been put back in place, and inside that cabin was a mass-produced tyrant that had already completed transformation.

Through the blurry glass, he could also see the hideous appearance of the thing and the terrifying sharp claws that could easily tear apart the human body.

As a veteran, he knew very well that once such a thing was released on the battlefield, it would be the most terrifying biological weapon.

But fortunately, before the transportation process started, these biological weapons were injected with special sedatives, and they would not be awakened.

Let's go.

After confirming that everything had been restored, the security captain made a gesture, and the team members quickly left the container. The thickened container was re-locked, and the truck continued on the road a few minutes later.

During the slight bumps, in the dark container, the righted biological cabin suddenly shook.

Among them, the sedated tyrant seemed to be awakened. It opened its eyes, which had been completely mutated, with one big and one small eyes.

There is no sanity in it, only a trace of residual hatred, which means that this modified creature may still have a trace of self-awareness.

But the biggest problem is

It shouldn't have woken up.

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A vague, grunt-like sound came from the biological cabin. It seemed to be speaking, but the severely mutated vocal cords made it impossible to speak a complete language.

The hoarse syllables, like the growl of a beast, echoed in the darkness.

Hiss, hiss, hiss

The waking weapon is moving its alienated huge left arm, and the sharp dagger-like claws slide on the thick glass of the biological cabin in front of it, like a short knife cutting

boom

A few minutes later, the special glass in front of the tyrant's eyes was scratched with shattered spider web marks. He raised his normal right hand and clenched his five fingers.

In the small biological cabin, it swung its fist with difficulty, and smashed it on the weakened glass in front of it.

punch.

Two punches.

Three punches.

Originating from the strange power emerging from the alienated and transformed body, driven by the remaining hatred and anger in his heart, this special tyrant who was injected with insufficient sedatives is waking up more violently every second.

As cannon fodder biological weapons, the protective umbrellas didn't reserve enough intelligence for tyrants, but they left enough fighting instincts for these biological weapons.

To put it more simply, they changed the tyrant from a human to a beast who only knows how to kill.

And now, the beast, wakes up

parking!

The familiar vibrating sound reappeared, and the security captain ordered to stop again. This time, he felt ominous in his heart. He made several gestures to the team members, and soon some team members set up heavy-duty pulse impact guns outside the container.

That thing is a new weapon brought about by the development of new technology.

It looks like a small cannon, but it has a strong impact and is widely used in various security tasks.

The other team members also grabbed large-caliber weapons. Such weapons may not be able to deal with the tyrants who have truly completed their transformation, but it is not a big problem to use them against these guys who have just entered the mature stage.

Open it!

The captain held a black shotgun by himself, and he said something to the researcher beside him. The latter also felt something was wrong, and he walked forward slowly, trying to open the complicated data lock like before. .

But the moment he approached the back door of the container, accompanied by the sharp sound of steel being torn, the five sharp claws easily tore open the thickened container deck like paper.

The claws were covered with strange off-white cuticles, and under the sun, the claws that had been completely hardened reflected a metal-like luster.

That scene looked like a tyrannosaurus rushing out of the container.

The poor researcher only had time to let out a scream, and his whole body was caught in the container by the closed claws.

In the next second, his head, which was forcibly torn off, with a section of white spine, was thrown at the feet of the security captain amid blood splattering.

The captain glanced at the things under his feet, then at the torn container in front of him, and at the monster standing in the darkness, panting like a giant, breaking out of its cage.

Did he hesitate for a second before pulling the trigger in his hand.

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On the other side, at this early morning, Wesker just got off the private jet after finishing the reception. This is the airport of Raccoon City.

Under the gangway, a luxurious black car is waiting there.

Wesker was carrying a silver-white box, which was handed over to him by the representative of the old lion, asking him to hand it over to Lady Hydra himself.

The handsome blond boy walked down the gangway, and when he reached the last step, the phone in his pocket vibrated.

Wesker picked up the phone and put it to his ear, and the expression on his handsome face changed immediately when he heard the first sentence from the other side.

At the same time, in the experimental base in Raccoon City, the disgusting and kind expression on Mrs. Larson's face has also disappeared.

On the projection in front of her eyes, Pierce was snarling at her.

Your incompetent subordinates left a tyrant in New York, leaving me a massacre scene, and now, that thing is missing!!!

You think that Merlin's temper has changed over the past few years, so you decided to deliberately provoke him, right?

You think we've lived too long, don't you? You're looking for death, aren't you, ma'am?

Pierce was very old, and now he needed to walk with a cane, but at this moment, on his wrinkled face, there was a lion-like expression.

With undisguised anger shining in Pierce's eyes, he growled:

You want to die, go yourself! Don't drag other people with you!

It's my fault, Pierce, I'm trying to fix it, I've sent someone to clean it up

Mrs. Larson argued, but the next moment, Pierce raised his voice a few more degrees:

Let that vampire go back!

Hunting agents and wizards have already been dispatched. Merlin mobilized all the vampires in New York to help find the monster. Mercury will be found as soon as it enters New York, and the result of her discovery

It's much worse than losing a tyrant!

Pierce on the projection sat back on the chair, panting for breath, and after calming down, he said to the ugly Mrs. Larson:

My people have already taken over, and I will help you clean up the mess again, ma'am, while there is still time, erase all traces of this tyrant and the umbrella, and do it yourself!

And you'd better hope Merlin doesn't catch you. Once he suspects you, I will give you up without hesitation!

Pierce!

Mrs. Hydra, who has been scolded all the time, also has a temper. She clenched the armrest of the wheelchair and said:

You were frightened by Merlin. The power we have now is enough to bury him!

fart!

Pierce made a rare swear word, and he slammed his cane on the floor like a real grumpy old man. He said:

Hasn't one death taught you a lesson? Put your childish thoughts aside!

I know better than you what kind of guy Merlin is. If you think you can defeat him easily, it means that you have fallen into the trap he prepared for you idiots.

Ignorance and weakness are definitely not obstacles to survival, ma'am, the unreasonable arrogance on your face is.

Go to work!

Pierce waved his hand, he stared at Madame Hydra, he said with a gloomy face:

Everything is almost ready, now is the most critical stage, no more complications, no more provocation to Merlin! Did you hear that?

Um.

Mrs. Larson nodded with an ugly face, and the projection in front of her disappeared at this moment.

Wesker also walked into Madam's office at this time, and he put the suitcase in his hand on Madam's desk.

Before he could speak, Mrs. Larson raised her head, glared at him, and then slapped Wesker's handsome face.

How did you do it! Trash!

Lady Hydra is a powerful wizard, this slap is magical and merciless.

Wesker's sunglasses were blown off, his left cheek swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and there was blood at the corner of his mouth, making him look extremely embarrassed.

Even though he temporarily received orders from his wife to leave his post to attend the reception.

It was also he who was asked by Pierce's representative to fly directly back to Raccoon City to hand over important documents.

It stands to reason that the mistake this time has nothing to do with him, and the tyrant's accidental loss cannot be blamed on him at all.

but

Wesker didn't refute anything, he stood up straight like a Japanese, and met Madame Hydra's violent slap in the face.

After slapping her subordinate several times, the pent-up anger in Mrs. Larson's heart finally dissipated.

She glanced at Wesker's already swollen face, she shook her head, and cast a healing spell on Wesker's face, she said:

Go to work. I'm just, I'm just out of my mind.

It's all right, ma'am.

Wesker picked up his sunglasses from the ground, covering his red eyes, and he didn't look angry at being slapped.

Instead, as before, pushing his wife's wheelchair and pushing her out of the laboratory, he said softly:

I can understand that there are always many unexpected setbacks on the way to achieve great goals, but through those setbacks, hope is still close at hand.

Calm down, ma'am, we're going to win.

I've never doubted this, oh, right, ma'am, there's also good news, maybe it can make you feel happy. The dx-1118 c serum has finally entered the synthesis stage.

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Wesker lowered his head and whispered in Madame Hydra's ear:

Soon, ma'am, you will have the truly perfect weapon.