Three Hundred and Ninety, Shirley and the G Virus

"Beep, beep..."

Two hundred miles away, in the clean and tidy umbrella company base with various biochemical manufacturing equipment, Wesker just broke the communicator.

But then someone contacted him again.

"William? Did you finally reply!"

Looking at the name on the communicator, a stream of data was brushed on Wesker's sunglasses, and the signal was connected directly.

"Wesker, what did you do! What did you do to Shirley?"

Immediately after the communicator was connected, a young male voice who was extremely angry came out from inside.

"Don't worry, Shirley is fine, and she's still fine. She's probably asleep at this time."

"However, I remember that Shirley suffered from a terminal illness from birth. If she doesn't inject the corresponding medicine within a certain period of time, it may not be very good..."

There was not much expression on Wesker's face covered by sunglasses, but there was a slight curvature at the corner of his mouth.

"Damn it, what the hell are you trying to do? Why kidnap Shirley!"

William's voice was exasperated and clearly concerned.

"I want you to hand over the original g virus strain and all related experimental data and materials to me!"

Wesker didn't talk nonsense, and directly stated his purpose.

"G virus, so this is your purpose!"

The voice of the young man in the communicator was somewhat suspicious.

"Yes, g virus!"

"Although you destroyed all the experimental data when you resigned, it's a pity that I found some clues when sorting out the things you left behind. This is the way of non-professionals, which is too rough."

"But William, I have to say that I admire you a little bit."

"At first, I was surprised that Shirley's disease is terminally ill, even if the company is the world's top pharmaceutical company, it is theoretically impossible for her to live beyond the age of five under conventional treatment."

"But I didn't expect you to treat her with an evolutionary virus, and the data of the g virus is even more perfect than that of the t virus, even a child can withstand it!"

A ray of light flashed in Wesker's eyes under the sunglasses.

"You packed my things?"

"Wait, aren't you wanted by the FBI for allegedly using Rogue Town residents for illegal experiments, and you were fired by the company before me..."

"Damn, I see!"

"The Umbrella Company only fired you on the surface. In fact, you were authorized by the company to do what happened in Rogge Town!"

In the communicator, the voice named "William" np was a little shocked.

"Also, the virus infection in ten cities at the same time is not an evolutionary virus variant created by the rebel army. Because from the data, the traits of those people's infection are completely the performance of the t virus!"

"Terrible, you dare to experiment with millions of people, this is simply a devil's act!"

"William Birken, you don't need to teach me with such righteous words. For your daughter, didn't you also oppose human experiments on criminals with evolutionary viruses?"

"Even cooperating with adventurers to develop evolutionary viruses,

Also you brought it up first. It was only later that the company arranged for me to take over! "

Hearing the voice from the communicator, Wesker's icy face didn't change at all, he just said calmly.

"In addition, I need to remind you that your daughter is currently in Silvermoon City. At present, about 70% of the entire city is completely infected...the number of tyrants is estimated to be around 1,000!"

"However, you can rest assured that the place where she is located is a secret base of a local adventurer organization. At least for the time being, it will not be completely invaded by infected bodies. At that time, it will be uncertain after a long time."

"In addition, I don't know if these adventurers can take care of Shirley reasonably. You know, they are a group of people who only have fighting and interests in their heads!"

"What? Silvermoon City! Are you crazy, Wesker? How could you put Shirley..."

There was obvious panic in the tone of William's words. He obviously didn't expect Wesker to put his daughter in such a dangerous place!

"Come on, William, I don't want to talk nonsense with you anymore."

"Within a day, hand over the g-virus to my people, otherwise, I really don't have the confidence to guarantee Shirley's integrity."

Wesker cut off William's roar in a cold voice, and directly issued an ultimatum.

"Wesker, I can give you the G virus and all the experimental results, but I can't do it in such a short period of time, because now I..."

"No, just one day! William, I remember that you are not a procrastinator. You know, your daughter is only seven and a half years old, you don't want her to be alone in a strange environment for several days!"

"Damn it...well, for a day, you have to protect Shirley so that not even a piece of skin is scratched."

"Otherwise, not only will you not get the t virus, but you will also have to pay an unimaginable price..."

There was anger and threat in William's voice, and then he seemed to have disconnected the communicator hastily.

...

"Unimaginable price... Are you relying on the g virus? Heh..."

Wesker raised his head expressionlessly, in front of the body sitting in the silver metal chair.

On a transparent screen that occupies two-thirds of the room, what appeared was the three-dimensional simulation images detected by the remote sensing monitor that had covered the entire Silver Moon City, representing various infected bodies.

"The effect this time is still good. It is not difficult to have several variants suitable for humans among such a large number of infections... However, the data of the g virus is indeed perfect. If you can get its original strain, you can even create new ones immediately. A biological warrior stronger than a tyrant!"

"Huh? What's going on here!"

Wesker's eyes, wearing sunglasses, scanned an edge area of ​​the screen and froze slightly.

Immediately after the data stream was swiped through the sunglasses, the picture on the screen turned, but a shooting picture seen from the sky appeared.

A giant and its arms were all cut off, and the head of the tyrant whose head had turned into a shattered watermelon fell motionless on the ground, and on the ground around it lay dozens of skulls that had been cut by sharp knives. Piercing zombies!

In the whole picture, there is only one adventurer wearing a blood-stained gunner's combat uniform and holding a black-red saber standing in place, but his face cannot be seen because of the angle!

Wesker frowned under the sunglasses, and then the data flow on the sunglasses flashed, and the monitor's screen was quickly replayed.

"Among the adventurers, there is such a person who is even stronger than the tyrant... It seems that after getting the g virus, the research on stronger biochemical weapons must be accelerated!"

"Fortunately, there are a large number of experimental infected bodies available!"

(To be continued.)