What is the Way of Heaven?

Is it "good"?

No, no, there are some people who don't see the wrath of heaven even if they are miserable. On the contrary, some honest people who are trembling on weekdays always encounter bad luck.

Is that "evil"?

It doesn't seem to be, at least no matter how desperate the situation is, there is a chance of survival, as long as your will is not lost.

This is the way of heaven, and the unkindness is benevolence.

And what about "humanity"?

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In the middle of the night, the starlight and moonlight are all gone, and such a moment may be a moment for this planet that has been riddled with holes to rest temporarily.

At this time, there should be no more tragedy and roaring to disturb this short period of peace.

It's just that......

"Boom~!"

Harley's powerful and brutal engine roared through the desert, cruising in disbelief on the desert highway with a little light, and the speed was already out of the charts.

No matter how powerful a driver is, even when he is fully armed, he will not dare to drive such a car lightly, which is related to the limits of the human body, especially the limits of the naked eye.

And this driver was "traveling light" and didn't even wear goggles.

The dry, cold wind didn't take away his eyesight, and the high-speed bike didn't have the slightest momentum to get out of the driver's control.

Needless to say, the guy who played "dangerous driving" in the middle of the night was Lin Ming, who tied Alice, who was mentally exhausted and unconscious, to his back and galloped along the route he had deduced from his memories of "Resident Evil".

The "Desert Boat Hotel" is at most a hundred kilometers in a straight line distance from him at this time (this is calculated according to the human body's limit of walking overnight), but Lin Ming has been driving like this for an hour on the road but has not yet reached the destination.

He doesn't have Mo Ye's perception, but Alice is GPS, and his direction is right.

"Cut, the rules......"

Lin Ming said in a low voice, he looked coldly at the distant sky, where there was not a single star.

The car was probably destined to not be able to reach the star-lit land tonight, because it was a predetermined matter.

This world does not allow Lin Ming to rush to the "Desert Boat" in advance, perhaps, the time point when Alice arrived at the "Desert Boat" in the original play is an irresistible node for this world, and the world is preventing Lin Ming from changing this.

The rules or rules actually exist in every corner, and neither Mo Xie nor Lin Ming can make large-scale changes to the plot until Mo Xie pays off the negative points - of course, it doesn't matter at all to kill unimportant people, because their lives and deaths have no effect on the plot at all.

(There are things like "luck" involved here, which is too cumbersome to explain, but to put it simply, if Lin Ming arrives at "Ship of the Desert" tonight, the world of "Resident Evil 3" will be over, because he will make all the drama ** things into sacrifices.) In this way, there will be no "Resident Evil 4", and the will of this world is stopping him. Hmm, let's understand it like that~)

Lin Ming was obviously aware of this, and although he didn't know where he knew about such a thing as the 'Will of the World', he had now confirmed it.

"It seems that the route on GPS is no longer credible, so ......"

Lin Ming stopped the car, I don't know if he did it on purpose, this time he used the "high-speed tail brake", almost throwing Alice tied to his back out.

"Click!"

In a flash of Lin Ming's telekinesis, Alice's GPS and radio were suddenly dismantled into parts, and they floated under Lin Ming's control, just like the scene in the space station.

"There are still some parts to ......"

Lin Ming absorbed the memories of so many people, among whom there happened to be a few high-tech talents, and he knew how to make some tools, just like ......

"Signal Strength Display!"

I don't know where I got the black technology, Lin Ming actually took a GPS, a radio, and some parts removed from a motorcycle to assemble a weird machine - a box shape with a broken corner of the antenna and a screen removed from the GPS...... Does this thing really work?!

However, the more unscientific the material and the more unscientific the modeling, the more likely it is to get unexpected curative effects.

Just after Lin Ming finished piecing together a qiē (don't want to install the screws, Lin Ming directly tied them up with the rope removed from the motorcycle) The "rustle" sound from this weird machine qì gradually became clear as Lin Ming adjusted the knob on the side of the machine.

"This is the Claire team, and we're now at the Desert Ship motel, searching for the rest of the survivors. ”

As this voice sounded, the display screen, which originally belonged to GPS, showed the distance from the source of the signal to Linming's current location - 101 kilometers.

This number happens to be the name of the road under Linming's feet.

This is by no means a coincidence, and Lin Ming never believes in coincidences, the so-called coincidences are just illusions.

"Hmm......"

Lin Ming didn't completely offset the inertia of the motorcycle for Alice just now, but Alice snorted uncomfortably at this time, and it was obvious that the "high-speed tail brake" just now brought a certain amount of damage to this strong woman.

"......" Lin Ming pondered for a moment, and then chose to carry Alice on his back and rush to the source of the signal, as long as the main quest of this world is still by his side, he will not be in a desperate situation.

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"No, Doctor, you can't mobilize the men in this base to operate on the ground just yet. ”

In the desert basement room, Dr. Isaacs was rejected again, and Wesker's tone was so stiff.

"Well, can I send the Creeper up, or the Tyrant. Isaacs said helplessly, at this time, he was not yet at the time when he was going to turn his face with Scott, after all, at this time, he still thought that Alice's original was the only answer to the T-virus, and the new strange fluctuations were just curiosity for Isaacs.

All he needed was a blood sample from the other party, or a corpse.

"Yes, but the Tyrant must be destroyed after use, and the same goes for Creepers. ”

After a little thought, Wesker agreed to Isaacs, he knew how to control people, and he couldn't be too accustomed to people like Isaacs, and similarly, he couldn't be too pressed, and sometimes he had to satisfy the appetite of the other person in the game, especially if it didn't take too many resources to satisfy that appetite.

It's been 5 years since the Raccoon City incident, and the Umbrella Company's research and development of the 'Tyrant' has been perfect, and now it costs a human life, a few tubes of impure T-viruses, and some rough nutrients to make a 'Tyrant'.

However, the IQ of the 'tyrant' created in this way is very worrying, and at the same time, it has evolved from a high-end stand-up to a consumable, and to put it mildly, it is cannon fodder.

"Remember, this is the only time, and if your research project doesn't progress next week, someone will soon take your place. Wesker's projection in the conference room stretched out a finger in the air, and Isaacs knew that his fate was actually in the hands of a man.

"Deal. The curvature of the corners of Isaacs's mouth was a little weird, but Wesker, who had gradually dissipated, didn't know if there was a combination to this point

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