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Chapter 246 The Recruitment of Perfect Human Beings

E mold!

From the core settings of "Resident Evil: Cloud Board" and "Resident Evil: Village", the E mold, together with the progenitor virus and the Plaka parasite, are also known as the three major native species of Resident Evil, and they are natural in the game universe of Resident Evil. Existing organisms are different from artificial viruses such as T, G, C, and A.

When Fu Qinghai recognized the identity of Moira Robinson, his brain immediately started to run at high speed, carefully recalling the game plot and background settings.

The seventh and eighth parts of Resident Evil, the scores in the entire series are not bad.Players are most impressed by Ethan Winters, the male protagonist "God of Hand Sanitizer", Achina Timistrecu, the three-meter-tall vampire "Madam Eight Feet", and the ultimate behind-the-scenes villain, "Mother God" Miranda.

The potential of E mold is very high. Although it is the same as other viruses, it also has the problem of adaptability to the host. Once the host fails to match, it will become a fungus composed of black mucus. It can be regarded as a strengthened zombie with super resilience. But after the adaptation is successful, not only can the host's IQ be preserved, but also the superpower of the host can be developed. Miranda's four heavenly kings all have special functions, and all have transformation forms.

There are biochemical vampires with a height of three meters, biochemical puppet masters who use mold to remotely control dolls, biochemical magneto kings with biological current and magnetic field control, and even the one with poor adaptability can transform into a giant monster fish.

As the "Mother God" Miranda who combined with the main body of the mold a hundred years ago, it is even more exaggerated.Her abilities cover teleportation, deformation mimicry, super recovery, manipulating strains, magnetic field control, and launching fireballs, which is equivalent to the abilities of mutants such as Red Devil, Mystique, Wolverine, Ruby, Magneto, and Flame Star All weakened integrated versions.

Resident Evil has developed to such an extent that it has nothing to do with science fiction, and it seems very magical.

Some people say that Miranda is so strong, but she was shot to death by Ethan in the end.This is not the case. Miranda had already transferred most of her power to Ethan's daughter Rosemary before going to war with Ethan—she wanted to use Rosemary's body as her daughter's resurrected body. Miranda's life long dream.

And the hero Ethan is not an ordinary human. Who has seen an ordinary human who can continue to use it after applying some hand sanitizer after a broken hand?Ethan is actually infected with E-mold, but he doesn't know it. He doesn't even know that his wife Mia was transformed by Miranda using E-mold's mimicry ability.

So in fact, Ethan was able to defeat Miranda because the opponent was in a weak state, and he was not a normal person.

A similar logic runs through the entire Resident Evil series.

The past generations of Resident Evil games are like this. The bosses have tens of tons of power at every turn, and they can teleport, magnetic control, self-healing, bulletproof... The protagonists controlled by the player use ordinary small pistols and bazookas. How can they win?
Then you have to set up weaknesses, similar to the exposed heart of the first-generation tyrant, and the slow speed of the second-generation tyrant. In short, it is necessary to forcibly set up some very deliberate "weaknesses" to allow players to defeat these perverted monsters.

If you think that Resident Evil is garbage and waste only based on the results, it is obvious that you are the protagonist by default.

The real defect of E mold is that it is not contagious. It uses spores and mycelium to spread, and it is always not as fast as viruses. Therefore, Miranda's student, and later Spencer, the founder of the umbrella company, decided to part ways with Miranda and gave up. E mold turns to study T virus, Spencer believes that T virus can realize his dream of "upgrading all human beings".

In fact, Miranda later solved this defect to a certain extent. She combined E mold with a kind of worm to create something called "Cadu Worm", which greatly enhanced its spread, and named it "Gift". A Romanian word that can be translated as "gift".

A gift from the fungus master.

Later, the umbrella company closed down, another student of the founder Marcus, Brandon Perry, created the "Alliance" organization, and found Miranda to cooperate in the development of the first generation of mature BOW of E mold—"E-001 Eve Lin", a ten-year-old little loli, any human being who comes into contact with it will be infected by the mold unconsciously, and will eventually be completely controlled by Evelyn's thoughts.

这可比T病毒啥的强多了，要知道T病毒的丧尸和BOW可是会互相打架的，暴君揍舔食者，追击者揍暴君，其他几款病毒也不具备这种蜂巢意识一样的控制能力.

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After thinking about all this, when Fu Qinghai looked at Moira Robinson's outstretched palm, he felt very shy.

Even though he knew that he was covered with gloves and was not afraid of fungal infection, Fu Qinghai still didn't intend to shake hands with her, but said:

"So, all the men, women and children in the shelter, even those reincarnated, are all infected by the E mold. They are all puppets who obey you unconditionally, right?"

The enemy is lenient, the other party is the minister of the perfect human, who specializes in E mold, Fu Qinghai assumes that Moira's level is the same as Miranda's, or at least the same as Evelyn's.

"Hahaha."

Moira withdrew her palm and said with a smile:

"Why do you use the word 'puppet'? They are all voluntary. You can ask any villager in the shelter. If you think I brainwashed them, or I threatened to force them, then you can return Go ask the reincarnation, ask Sean and Corey, that SCV pilot and that Spartan."

"These infected people who have adapted to the E mold have their own thoughts and consciousness. They are not mindless walking corpses. It is such an honor to be a part of the great fungus master and to be a believer in serving the Black God."

"You pray to God for world peace. Can God do it? But the fungus master can do it. As you can see, the entire Vault 79 is under the rule of the great fungus master. Everything is so orderly and everything is in order. It is so peaceful and peaceful, and people’s lives are rich and healthy. This is the utopia in the wasteland, the Garden of Eden after the end, God is a false lie, and only the fungus master is the true god walking in the world.”

No wonder Fu Qinghai always felt that something was wrong with the whole refuge, like a group of worker ants controlled by the queen. It turned out that these people were all infected by E mold.

Fu Qinghai was not deceived by Moira's rhetoric, but calmly pointed out one point:
"So, what about those humans who couldn't fit the mold perfectly, where did they go?"

"There is no doubt that they are dead."

Before Moira could speak, another voice came from outside the door.

A man in a suit and sunglasses came in, opened the stool and sat opposite Fu Qinghai, and said:
"This is a revolution, Aoyama, a biochemical revolution. In the words of the great man in your country, revolution is not a dinner party. There must always be sacrifices. I think someone who can be the captain of a space warrior in the Warhammer 40K universe, It wouldn't be one of those phony false virgins in Hollywood movies, would it?"

Fu Qinghai was puzzled and said:

"you are?"

"Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Monroe Melville, the founder of Perfect Human, and the current leader of the club. It's a pleasure to meet you, Qingshan."

What the hell! ?
Fu Qinghai was shocked.

The bosses of perfect humans are here?
Thinking of the three leaders of the perfect human beings, the complete body of the black light virus, and Lev Alexandro, who are all abnormally strong, Fu Qinghai can't help but feel drummed in his heart, thinking to himself how strong this leader should be...

Fu Qinghai carefully looked at the guy in front of him.

This is a handsome man, with flaxen hair combed into a big back, and his height and physique are not outstanding, but there is always a confident smile on his face, as if he is the only protagonist whenever he is there .

He said loudly:
"Continuing the topic just now, although I don't believe in God, I believe in genes. Qingshan, your life and your destiny have long been written in your genes. Do you agree with this point of view?"

Fu Qinghai shook his head:
"I don't quite agree."

Monroe spread his hands and said:
"Then why do some people become twisted and demented zombies after receiving viruses and fungi, while others can become superhumans who can control the wind and rain?"

He didn't wait for Fu Qinghai to answer, and then said:
"Because this is the choice of genes. Your genes have already determined what kind of person you are. If you die because of the virus, it means that your genes are not suitable for human inheritance, and your genetic material should not continue to be passed on. "

So deserve to die?
Fu Qinghai shook his head in his heart.

There must be some kind of mechanism for the adaptation between the virus and the host, but it has not been fully explored.

Fu Qinghai didn't want to continue discussing this kind of topic that was destined to be fruitless, he said directly:
"Mr. Melville, what on earth are you trying to say?"

Monroe Melville said with a smile:

"I want to invite you to join the perfect human, Qingshan."

Oh?
Fu Qinghai was slightly surprised.

"That's right." Monroe nodded seriously and said:
"There have been many misunderstandings and conflicts between you and our community in the past. We know each other well, but I am not a narrow-minded person. I have great dreams and pursuits, far surpassing those who just want to live in reincarnation. The mediocre ants in the world."

"I recognize your strength very much, Qingshan, and I am willing to let go of the past with you on behalf of the perfect human being. If you are worried that Ms. Robinson's promise is not worthwhile, then I am here, and I personally invite you to join on behalf of the society. Let us on the glorious path of evolution Go forward side by side to explore the most perfect form of human beings!"

"How do you feel?"

What do I think?
I certainly would not be an accomplice to your group of bioterrorists.

Monroe Melville is a very frank "genetic racist", while Moira Robinson is a hypocritical academic who uses small good to whitewash big evil.

Fu Qinghai was just thinking about how to refuse.

He vaguely guessed Moira's abilities, but he didn't know the methods of this Monroe in front of him. He thought that as the leader of the club, he must have two talents.

Fu Qinghai quietly called the flying backpack, while considering his tone and wording, he said:

"I'm really not a saint, but I don't like to worship a lowly creature as a god, and I don't like the feeling that my thoughts and actions are controlled by others."

After finishing speaking, Fu Qinghai glanced at Moira.

Only from the perspective of biological taxonomy, fungi do belong to lower organisms.

But they called the fungus master "Black God" and worshiped it as a god.

"No, no, you misunderstood."

Monroe waved his hands again and again:

"We absolutely don't have a mandatory requirement to be infected with Type E mold. This is up to you. If you desire to gain more power, we are happy to help, but if you are not willing, then we will never force you."

Monroe didn't know that Fu Qinghai already had his own club. He thought that Fu Qinghai was still fighting alone, so he said in a persuasive way:
"Qingshan, in the world of reincarnation, there must always be a community. It's not just as simple as helping each other to get what they need. Only by gathering a group of like-minded people can we realize our ideals and aspirations."

"Look at those other stupid societies, the Lion Dance, the Brotherhood of Songtsewo, they are all narrow-minded nationalists and racists, and our hearts are inclusive, looking at all human beings. The fifth dimension is a group of witchcraft You don’t belong to them, you idiot of magic and magic. The Zero Realm Guild only dares to retreat to the continent of Azeroth, without any ideals and ambitions at all..."

"Perfect human is your best choice. We have collected information about the background setting of Warhammer 40K. Space warriors are the products of biochemical transformation. To put it bluntly, space warriors are also a kind of BOW developed by the emperor. You will not reject us, you We should not be excluded, because you and I are the same kind of people, and we also use bioengineering technology to strengthen ourselves."

"Qingshan, you should join the perfect human."

Monroe Melville's intention to solicit was very obvious. Fu Qinghai lingered for a while on the surface, pretending to be hesitant and thinking. Finally, he said slowly:
"Thank you two, but I will not join the perfect human."

Monroe crossed his hands on the table, smiled and said:

"That's really a regrettable choice."

Moira sighed and said:

"I don't know how many reincarnation lives you have, but I sincerely hope that you can live to see the day when the entire reincarnation world returns to order, Mr. Qingshan."

As soon as she finished speaking, Fu Qinghai grabbed the stainless steel bowl with mashed potatoes in front of him and swung it forward.

"Snapped!"

Half of Moira Robinson's head was cut off alive, but the imaginary brain and blood did not appear, and the section of the head was an unknown substance as black as ink.

Moira, who had lost half of her head, only had her nose and mouth left on her entire face, but strangely, her mouth could still be opened, and she said to herself:
"Be the first to attack a woman, you are not a gentleman at all, Mr. Qingshan."

It's just a mold prosthesis!
The black substance that made up Moira turned into a viscous liquid like asphalt, slowly collapsing and descending. Fu Qinghai switched the perspective mode and found a small hole like a floor drain on the floor, from where Moira disappeared.

With a "click", the floor around the table was lifted, revealing three 30mm automatic cannons.

"Tom tom tom tom!"

A fire snake composed of three bullet chains was thrown towards Fu Qinghai, hitting the shell of the battle armor with a "jingling" sound, and sparks flew everywhere, but he was unmoved at all, and pulled out his plasma pistol and pointed it at a machine. The cannon was just one shot, the blue beam flashed, and the cannon turned into a pile of scrap iron.

Fu Qinghai turned his head to look at Monroe. He didn't take the opportunity to sneak attack just now. Instead, he retreated directly at a speed almost teleporting, all the way to the edge of the hall.

He smiled and said to Fu Qinghai:

"We know that you have some kind of special function similar to 'spider sense', I will not try to attack you, Qingshan."

The noise of the machine gun firing covered up Monroe's voice, but Fu Qinghai could still hear it clearly. He let the roaring machine gun bullets constantly wash his armor, strode towards Monroe, and took two shots at random. , Let the remaining two noisy machine guns go off, and insert the hot plasma pistol back into the side of the thigh.

Monroe stood on the spot and observed Fu Qinghai. He was unscathed by the 30mm machine gun. He guessed this, but the huge kinetic energy and stopping effect of the machine gun did not show on him at all, which surprised Monroe. up.

Seeing the interstellar soldiers drawing their swords, Monroe's deep eyes fixed on Fu Qinghai. For a moment, Fu Qinghai felt a pain in his skull, and two streams of blood flowed down his nostrils. After that, he felt nothing else and shook his head. Continue to take steps to kill.

The opponent's mental strength is equally strong.

It came to a conclusion that Monroe once again launched a speed that was almost teleportation, and ran towards the gate, but he was only very fast, after all, he was not a teleportation teleport.

Within the scope of force perception, Fu Qinghai's senses were extremely sensitive. He brazenly pulled out the bolt pistol, aimed at Monroe and pulled the trigger, "Da da da da da", it looked like a human body stroke, but it was precisely With all his moving routes blocked, Monroe couldn't help but stagnate, and Fu Qinghai, who was also not slow, had already swung his sword!

This 0.01 second lag determines the outcome.

Monroe's eyes were calm, and he died generously.

"Shh!"

Bleeding.

"boom--"

There was a loud noise, and a huge mass of objects broke through the floor of the egg-shaped hall, breaking through the ground amidst the cement fragments and broken steel beams. It was Moira Robinson, who had become extremely huge at this moment, a full three meters in length. It was so tall, with a low-cut evening dress made of pitch-black mold wrapped around its pale gray skin, a continuously rotating black ring appeared behind its head, and six black feathered wings made of mold material slowly spread out on the back of its shoulders.

"Hahahahaha!"

Moira no longer had the quiet look of an intellectual beauty at the beginning, and now she looked extremely wild, with black ink around her eyes, and six wings flapping slowly on her back, like a fallen angel corrupted by Satan, Lucifer: Resident Evil Special Edition .

Fu Qinghai held up a corpse that had been split in half by a chainsaw sword. It was bloody and bloody. It was Monroe Melville. He said to Moira:

"Your boss was hacked to death by me."

"haha, really?"

Moira sneered.

Seeing the corpse in Fu Qinghai's hands, Moira didn't seem surprised. This is a reincarnation world without factions. Killing players will not prompt rewards or punishments. Fu Qinghai is very puzzled, why is your boss dead? ?But Moira obviously didn't intend to explain to him. Instead, she opened her palm and fingers like claws, and grabbed Fu Qinghai from the air.

Fu Qinghai suddenly realized that he couldn't move his limbs.

It's not that I can't move, but that the armor can't move!
"Proud and conceited human beings dare to call the great fungus master a 'lower creature', but they don't know that in front of the infinitely changing power of the fungus master, human beings are low-level and ridiculous ants."

Moira giggled wickedly, then turned her wrist, palm up.

"Crack!"

Fu Qinghai floated up slowly uncontrollably, his whole body was suspended in the air, electric arcs and sparks burst out from the gaps in the armor, the living metal was wriggling so slowly that it was almost solidified, and he was trying his best to contend with the power controlled by the magnetic field.

at this time.

"Crack!"

A large piece of glass above the head suddenly shattered, and before the fragments had time to fall, a jet pack with its wings spread out roared and swooped down.

Fu Qinghai no longer concealed it, his muscles swelled, the power brought by the quadruple reinforcement instantly broke free from the shackles of the magnetic force, and the moment he regained the control of the Blue Shell, he completed the integration with the flying backpack by the way. Kinetic energy, Fu Qinghai slammed into Moira headlong, the shining knife light drew a dazzling arc, and roared in his mouth:

"Death to the Lord!"

"Shh-"

The seraph of the "Black God" mold, the representative of the fungus master in the mortal world, was divided into two halves by the cracking force field as expected, and slowly split to both sides.

Fu Qinghai just landed.

"Grumbling..."

There was a disgusting creeping sound.

Soon.

Moira's body closed again, returning to its original shape.

She smiled and looked down at Fu Qinghai:
"What a sharp knife, what a sharp sword."

"But... it doesn't seem to work."

I...he...mother...

Fu Qinghai's expression was rather ugly.

He knew what the problem was.

Drawing a knife cuts off the water and the water flows more. To deal with this fungal polymer-like life form, only the sharpness of the sword is useless. Almost no object can withstand the power of Adamantium alloy + single-molecule sharpening + high-frequency vibration, but It doesn't work against the aggregate mold, he needs to have a weapon with a wide range of AOE damage.

He didn't carry a melta weapon, and even if he did, he didn't have promethium available at the moment.

Fu Qinghai was thinking about it, Moira had already killed her first, the black feather wings behind her suddenly shook, and her whole body instantly turned into scattered black fragments, and after disappearing suddenly, she appeared in front of Fu Qinghai again, clenched her right fist fiercely. swing!

"Snapped!"

Fu Qinghai held her fist with one hand, but he remained motionless.

Moira's eyes widened, and she clenched her left hand and swung it out again.

"Snapped!"

Fu Qinghai also held her fist with the other hand.

Fu Qinghai's fighting prediction + force perception made Moira's two punches look very clumsy.

With both hands being held, Moira raised her head to the sky and screamed, the black wings on her back fluttered wildly, she turned over and stomped heavily on Fu Qinghai's chest with her feet.

The unparalleled strength is like a mud cow entering the sea, and the moment it touches the breastplate, it disappears without a trace.

Moira felt the smell coming. In the face of many heavy blows, Fu Qinghai never took a half step back. When she hit it with her own hands, she didn't feel even the slightest slight deformation of the armor.

"Zhenjin?"

Moira exclaimed in a low voice.

Fu Qinghai let out a smirk, tightly grasped the woman's fists, and pulled them into her arms. Moira's wings folded back, and Fu Qinghai tightly hugged her in her arms.

In the center of the breastplate is the metal relief of the Lightning Eagle Wing emblem, and the thick lightning in the middle is shining brightly!

"Jiu—"

Moira's entire body was instantly penetrated, and the golden-white laser beam flew towards the high glass dome without diminishing momentum after burning through her body.

The laser light went out, Fu Qinghai let go of his arms, and the seraph in his arms slowly slid down.

Doesn't this burn you?
Fu Qinghai looked down.

Under the broken concrete floor, a black asphalt-like substance was continuously gushing out, and strands of fungal polymer merged into Moira's broken body. The six black wings trembled slightly, and the mold queen stood up again.

Fu Qinghai: "!!??"

Moira lowered her head and covered her chest, panting:
"It really hurts, Mr. Aoyama."

Understood.

No wonder Fu Qinghai always felt like being spied on when he entered Shelter 79—the main body of the mold was hidden underground, and the whole shelter was wrapped in its mycelium, every flower, every plant, every tree, All are fungal infections.

I'm not fighting her here.

Having figured everything out, Fu Qinghai's turbofan turned on behind him, plasma flames gushed out, and he immediately took off on the spot, ready to escape.

"Whoa!"

Seven or eight pillar-thick black tentacles burst out of the ground in an instant, twisting and tying towards Fu Qinghai.

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(End of this chapter)