pertwk Chapter 96: Two powerful Chinese figures with strong auras in their names.
Chapter 96: Two powerful Chinese figures with strong auras in their names.
"Something's not right, something's extremely wrong..."
Lin Fan stood in front of the huge culture tank with a furrowed brow, staring at the thigh that was soaking in the nutrient solution.
He swore that this was the first time he had ever seen such a thing.
It was completely unfamiliar to him, yet somehow it gave him a strange sense of familiarity.
It felt as if this thing was related to his bloodline.
That feeling is like...
It's like you're walking down the street and suddenly you see someone in front of you whose back looks just like your long-lost brother. Even though you're an only child, that deep-seated feeling of connection is undeniable.
Could it be...?
Is this thing really related to the Godzilla bloodline in my body?
Can't you?
Didn't they say that after the founding of the People's Republic of China, supernatural beings were no longer allowed to exist?
Just as he was about to smash the glass,
Just as I was about to fish this thing out and examine it closely, my ever-expanding senses suddenly jolted.
Someone is coming.
And there are quite a few of them.
"These rednecks are really fearless."
Lin Fan withdrew his gaze, took one last look at the huge severed leg, and turned to walk towards the elevator shaft.
Since this is Umbrella's most crucial secret, its legs definitely can't be running away.
In contrast, he was more interested in the group of brave warriors outside who dared to venture here.
……
at the same time,
The negotiation team searching for Lin Fan inside the Umbrella building once again converged on the first-floor lobby.
At this moment, the entire building could no longer be called a building in their eyes.
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it another world.
The once-smooth marble floor was now covered with a thick layer of green fungal growth, making a disgusting "gurgling" sound when stepped on.
Visible spore dust floated in the air, appearing like an eerie green snowfall under the flickering emergency lights.
The walls and pillars were covered with wriggling tumors.
The negotiation team members, dressed in hazmat suits and carrying assault rifles, moved cautiously through this "botanical garden."
"My God..."
The soldier at the front looked through his gas mask at the fountain sculpture in the center of the hall.
The original Cupid has now been entangled by countless mycelia, turning into a fleshy ball covered in tentacles, which is still pulsating rhythmically.
This scene is a hundred times more hellish than any apocalyptic game scene.
Stop looking! Quickly find the mission target!
The captain lowered his voice.
"Remember, we're not here to fight, we're here to...negotiate. Don't fire when you encounter a target."
Just then.
A soft footstep came from the stairwell.
The voice was very soft, but it sounded like thunder in the deathly silent hall.
"alert!"
All gun barrels turned instantly.
Then, they saw a figure emerge from around the corner.
It has no three heads and six arms, no blue face and fangs.
It was just a young man dressed in black casual clothes, with his hands in his pockets and looking like he hadn't woken up yet, slowly walking out of the shadows.
If the context weren't so inappropriate, they would hardly associate such an innocent-looking young person with the horror of spreading a virus.
"Gurgle."
Upon seeing the person in question appear, some people couldn't help but swallow hard.
Lin Fan stopped, tilted his head, and looked at the group of fully armed soldiers who were trembling with fear.
He couldn't help but mutter to himself.
"No... you're so scared, how dare you come in?"
The soldiers opposite him were filled with panic the moment they saw Lin Fan.
However, the team leader quickly forced himself to calm down.
Then, in front of Lin Fan, he took one out of his tactical bag...
Small notebook?
The captain took out his notebook, opened it, looked at it carefully for a couple of seconds, and then pursed his lips and spoke.
"Annyeonghaseyo?"
Lin Fan: "..."
What the hell?
Are these American soldiers out of their minds, pulling this stunt?
Seeing that Lin Fan didn't react, the captain panicked even more, thinking that his pronunciation was incorrect, and quickly bowed slightly to Lin Fan again:
"Sekida! We're friends, Sekida! Don't kill me, Sekida!"
Lin Fan's lips twitched twice.
Good guy.
Is this person treating themselves as a special product smuggled over from South Korea?
That makes sense, after all, he became famous over there, and these uncultured Americans probably think that all Asian monsters speak Korean.
"Alright, stop with the Korean."
Lin Fan waved his hand and blurted out in fluent London-accented English, "Say another word of that bird language and I'll plant you in flowerpots."
Lin Fan's sudden words silenced the person on the other end.
A group of soldiers who had already risked their lives stared wide-eyed, as if they had seen a ghost.
This monster... speaks English even better than him?
"you know English?"
The captain asked instinctively.
"nonsense,"
Lin Fan rolled his eyes.
"Speak, what brings you here?"
"If you've come here to die, I'll grant your wish now."
Upon hearing this, the group of soldiers immediately shuddered.
The captain, without hesitation, quickly threw his gun to the ground and raised his hands.
"No, no, no! Sir! Please calm down!"
"We are here on behalf of the government of the United States of America to negotiate with you!"
"negotiation?"
Lin Fan was amused.
That's something new.
I've only ever heard of negotiating with terrorists, never with natural disasters.
"How do you plan to negotiate? Do you want me to leave?"
"No, it's not about Raccoon City."
The captain quickly waved his hand, speaking rapidly, as if afraid that if he hesitated even for a second, he would be turned into fertilizer.
"The higher-ups said that as long as you are willing to stop and do us a favor, we will forgive and forget what happened before!"
And... and you can name your price!
Money, resources, even territory—we're open to discussion!
Lin Fan raised his eyebrows.
Has the United States been kicked in the head by a donkey, or has it drunk nuclear wastewater?
How could they possibly offer such humiliating and detrimental conditions?
"What kind of help do you need?"
Lin Fan became interested.
"Let me make this clear first, I don't do homework for people, nor do I arrange blind dates for them."
The captain swallowed hard and said cautiously:
"We'd like to hire you... to intercept someone."
"Whom are we intercepting?"
"An...an extremely dangerous individual from the East."
The captain didn't know much, so he could only tell the truth.
"That madman is flying to the West Coast in a plane. According to the higher-ups, he is the nightmare from twenty years ago, a demon!"
The higher-ups said that only a strong person like you can stop him!
Lin Fan was stunned.
Dangerous elements in the East?
A nightmare from twenty years ago?
Does this count as meddling in our own country's affairs?
"What's that person's name?" Lin Fan asked.
"I don't know the specific name; it's top secret in the file."
The captain shook his head.
"But the higher-ups call him the 'Eastern Tyrannosaurus Rex'."
In short, he is extremely strong and extremely brutal!
The consequences would be unimaginable if he were to land!
Lin Fan touched his chin.
Eastern Tyrannosaurus Rex?
What kind of cringeworthy term is this?
But when did China produce such a formidable figure?
And judging from the looks of it, it can make the United States so terrified that it is even willing to beg for help from this monster that spreads the virus.
interesting.
That's really interesting.
Lin Fan's mischievous spirit, which he always wanted to stir up trouble, resurfaced.
When he was in China, he never had the chance to meet such legendary older generation experts.
it's good now.
Fighting at public expense, and you can also watch the excitement.
This deal is a great one!
"Okay, I'll take the job."
Lin Fan grinned, revealing a set of gleaming white teeth.
"However, I want more money."
……
Ten minutes later.
Washington, D.C., the White Palace.
"He agreed?!"
Upon hearing the report, Smith looked incredulous, and his hands began to tremble involuntarily.
To my surprise, the other party actually agreed!
"Yes, Mr. Minister."
The voice of the captain who had been in contact with Lin Fan came from the other end of the phone.
"But he has one condition."
"What are the conditions? How much money do you want? Ten billion? Two hundred billion?"
The president, seated in his office chair, couldn't wait to speak.
"Money is no object as long as we can stop that guy!!"
"No... he doesn't want money."
"What does he want?"
He said…
The captain paused, his tone odd.
He said he was quite interested in the US aircraft carriers and asked if he could get one to drive around with.
Quiet.
A deathly silence.
The faces of all the senior executives in the conference room turned green.
Aircraft carrier?
Just driving it around for fun?
Do you think that's a yacht?!
"Damn it! You insatiable monster!"
A general slammed his fist on the table and stood up.
"Absolutely not! Those are vital national treasures!"
"Give it to him."
Morgan, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke from the corner.
"Mr. Morgan?!"
"It's just an old aircraft carrier."
Morgan was expressionless, his eyes cold.
"As long as we can get rid of Lin Jianguo, we don't care about an aircraft carrier or even a naval fleet."
Of course, there's a prerequisite... he has to be alive to drive it.
Everyone was taken aback, but then they understood Morgan's meaning.
Once these two monsters are both severely injured, not only will the aircraft carriers be useless, but even their corpses will be the best experimental materials for Umbrella!
"Okay! Say yes!"
The president gritted his teeth and made the decision.
"Tell that monster that if he can bring me that Easterner's head, I'll deliver a Nimitz-class aircraft carrier to his doorstep!"
……
Raccoon City.
Lin Fan listened to the voice coming from the communicator in the captain's hand, a mocking smile on his face.
These idiots actually agreed?
Moreover, they wanted to reap the benefits without lifting a finger.
It seems that the overly dramatic "Eastern Tyrannosaurus Rex" has left them with quite a bit of psychological trauma.
"Sir... now that you've agreed, when shall we depart?"
The captain asked cautiously.
"That plane is expected to enter the airspace in about two hours."
"No rush."
Lin Fan stretched.
"Before that, I need to fill my stomach first..."
"No, no, sir, we..."
Upon hearing that he wanted to fill his stomach, the captain and the group of soldiers behind him were all shocked.
"Hey hey hey... I don't have a penchant for eating people!"
Lin Fan rolled his eyes.
"Of course, I don't want to eat your fast food either. I wonder if there are any Chinese restaurants around here?"
"this……"
The captain hesitated before speaking.
"Sir, even if there are restaurants, they are probably already closed."
All survivors in Raccoon City have now been evacuated to the resettlement area…
"Okay, I'll eat at the resettlement area!"
The soldiers: ...
No,
We're just making an excuse!
Why are you taking this so seriously?
Seriously, is it really okay for you, the source of the virus, to go to the resettlement area?