The people headed by Leeds are advancing steadily, and have now invaded from the military area to the research area... It is said to be the research institute, but it is completely different from the high-end, neat, and standardized biochemical virus research institute underground in Raccoon City, where rust is there. Not to mention the growing moss, the most bizarre thing is that this wall is cracked and the other wall is pierced, which makes people involuntarily guess what the usual life of these parasite mercenaries is like.
It's just that even if they use urban management work as a fitness exercise, they haven't improved their combat effectiveness much. The one with the homemade bomb was blown up by Clausa and Leeds before it was thrown, and the one with the electric baton and the meteor hammer hadn't come over yet. He was killed by a set fire, and the only troublesome ones were the big fat man with Gatling and the big fat man with a mace.
Well, they are all big fat...
"Actually, I have a question, why is the blood volume of the fat zombies so much thicker than ordinary zombies?" For example, I and Clausa used "You Gatling shoot me up, you reload and I stand up and shoot with a sniper rifle. The turn-based mode of "Your Head" has to be repeated several times to kill a big fat man, obviously other mercenaries can be dealt with with one or two shots...
"Isn't that very simple, people who are fat can actually be said to be strong," Ashley peeked at Klaussa, who made him the only muscular brother here, "Of course you can take a few more. gun~"
"Please, does being strong have any direct connection with how hard your head is?"
"Well..." There really isn't any connection... In other words, I unknowingly became unresponsive to the topic of blood splashing.
"I don't know how to answer the question of the hardness of the head, but there is an academic basis for the fat man to be more durable," Louis explained at the end, "Although I have extracted the core ancient virus from the parasite, but this Everyone on the island is infected with parasites... The real core of people infected by parasites is neither the head nor the heart, but the parasite itself. The more nutrients in the body as the matrix, the more the parasite grows. A healthy, natural body sustains the damage feedback to a greater extent when it's on it."
As a perverted scientist who is obsessed with parasite research, it is natural to regard the human body as a "matrix".
"If that's the case, why don't you just take an elephant and inject it with parasite eggs?" That's a lot of nutrients!
"Well, your proposal is really good, I have a chance to try it..."
"Hey!" Ashley cried.
"Okay, okay, just kidding..." Louis was willing to be caught by Leon and Clausa to the United States. Naturally, he didn't have the opportunity to play any biochemical experiments. Even if the United States is not a good bird secretly, there is no need to do relevant experiments by himself. Lewis, their own researchers are enough.
Louis seemed a little reluctant to say it, and hesitated: "... In fact, compared to elephants, Sadler ordered our research to focus on various types of strengthening of the human body. After all, only changes in believers can show religious one side…”
"I see... Huh? So the giant that I blasted to death with rockets was your handwriting?" Liz immediately thought of a giant that still had the characteristics of a "human". This is the so-called "giant" enhancement. Type right
"Cough, it should be the work of 'Sadler's research team'." As for whether he intervened as the leader of the researcher... God knows, unless the document is found, Louis will have it if he says he has it, or not if he doesn't, presumably the US emperor also Wouldn't use a polygraph for this.
"...I just want to ask," Clausa asked with a cold face. "As a cult leader, what type of reinforcement is Sadler?"
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"Finally found you, the root of everything!" At the same time, Leon and Ada, who took a step earlier and selectively fought monsters, have found the "Pope" of this religion. As the Pope, it is natural to sit on it. Pope Sadler.
"Welcome, friends from the United States... and," Sadler slowly stood up, the scepter in his hand stretched out the fleshy soft strips and squirmed in the air, "my partner Wesker's colleague."
"...!" Ada's expression changed.
"Humph~~ Why do you think I would trust an American of unknown origin and the organization behind him? I have arranged a grand stage for him~~"
"I'm sorry, I think the stage you mentioned is still too low for Wesker~" Ada didn't think that with the strength of the monsters they encountered before, which one could deal with Wesker... Well, after all, she wanted to see it Look at Wesker's embarrassed appearance~ "If you say that, he can't find virus samples, right?"
"Yes," Sadler took out a tube of liquid from his lenient papal gown, "this is what determines everything in my hands, hahaha..."
(boom!)
"...Huh?" "Lyon?!" Whether it was Sadler, who almost blocked the shot with his arm, or Ada, who had been staring at the virus sample, they all stared at Leon, who silently fired a cold shot.
"Sorry, my goal has never been to snatch the virus samples. It's better to destroy the samples while you are still in your hands. It's more convenient for me to get along with the beautiful women~" Leon didn't mean to stop shooting. The magazine of the revolver hurriedly took out the assault rifle from the backpack "chuchu".
"This is really... I might have to reflect on the process of this mission..." Said that, but Ada didn't point the gun at Leon to stop him, but took out a micro punch and joined the focus fire.
The focus only lasted for a few tens of seconds. Leon and Ada needed to change their magazines, which was why the focus stopped, but what was more important was the abnormality of the person being focussed—Sadler did not fall.
"Hum... Let's show you the power of the ancient parasites..."
"?!" Neither Leon nor Ada continued to attack. The sense of danger from Sadler made them subconsciously retreat and wait.
However, they were overly careful. What Sadler wanted to demonstrate was to expel the bullet stuck in the body through muscle movement... Of course, this scene was unscientific enough.
"According to the words of my friend from another world, if you can't stand the boss, get to the second form soon. There is no need to make a mystery here on the premise of damaging your own vitality or physical strength."
"Hmph, you seem to have received the meager power given by the visitor from another world in Wesker's mouth..." It's really meager, only the iron armor and backpack that don't look heavy when you eat, wear on your body, "Alright, let you see the really powerful power. Bar!"
"Wow!"
Sadler's mouth ripped open, revealing a huge eye.