A brightly lit underground proving ground.

"To the left, then forward, then to the left......"

The girl whispered in Alice's ear, and the former was carrying her on her back in the hospital-like testing ground.

Alice felt that she had really made the right decision, and after rescuing this little Lori, she didn't encounter any traps along the way.

It's unclear what the mechanics are, but Alice knows that Erin seems to be able to manipulate some of the settings in the proving ground, such as opening some doors and closing some traps.

Can mental power still be used like this?

The answer is yes, but only if the user is familiar with the inner workings of the mechanism.

It's hard to imagine that this little girl could understand the structure of these killing mechanisms.

Stepping through an open door, Alice was guided by Erin into a hidden elevator that she would never have imagined would have been in the middle of the wall if it weren't for Erin's guidance.

"The password is 154879, press it again after pressing it. Erin said, her voice a little tired because Alice couldn't reach the buttons with her hands behind her back, and her eyes were half closed.

The safety along the way is based on Erin's continuous consumption of mental power, even if she has already thought about the route, this consumption is not small.

"Erin, what's wrong with you?" Alice was keenly aware of the abnormality of the girl on her back.

"Hurry up, I'm running out of strength. Erin just said this, and there was no hint of urgency in her tone, as if she had already known the ending and was careless about the process.

Press the button and the elevator doors close.

Then, the elevator begins to fall at a constant speed.

"Where do we stop?" asked Alice.

"A place with a lot of big sisters. ”

Erin's answer was vague, like her gaze, as if she was separated from this world by a veil of light.

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The sound of the wheels rolling over the sand crossing the road, the creaking sound was so monotonous, the location of the morning star tonight was unknown, the night was so thick that the headlights in front of the car could not illuminate more than twenty meters of prospects.

"Hey, I've got it!"

Although the owner of this voice was already trying his best to restrain himself, this cheer was still a little loud, and it woke up the girl in the front seat very lightly.

"Mickey...... Are you dying?!" K. Matt's first reaction after being woken up was to pick up the sword in her hand - although she didn't need a sword at all, and the edge of the 'Fire Lin Sword' was also obscured by layers of cloth, making it completely lethal.

It's just that such a sword can give K. Matt a sense of security.

Is it because the sword is the man's weapon?

The weapon that has killed the 'tyrant' should have the blessing of mysterious power, but what makes the girl feel at ease is the owner of the weapon or the record held by the weapon?

"No! I made the radar!" Mitch was startled by K. Matt's sword-wielding movement, but he quickly reacted, holding what appeared to be a 'Dragon Ball Radar', but the only difference was that the 'Dragon Ball Radar' had an external antenna.

"What?!" K. Matt came to her senses as soon as she heard that the radar was complete, and she grabbed the radar, only to see that there were several light spots on the radar screen, and the distance between them and these light spots was constantly changing as the car continued to move forward.

"This is similar to the storage of electromagnetic wave detectors, as long as the signal source emits a signal strength that exceeds a certain range dù, it will be displayed on the screen. Mitch explained, carefully holding the radar's external antenna - the thing that looked like a satellite TV receiver (it was originally modified from that).

"Is that spot of light on this Umbrella Company?" Laymen like K. Matt can't understand the structure of this device, and they can't even understand how to look at the light spots displayed on the instrument. All she wanted was one conclusion, some news about Mo Ye and Alice.

"With my years of experience...... The brightest one should be the one. "Mickey can't say for sure, but since the other party is an umbrella company, there should be no doubt that the brightest point on the screen belongs to them...... After all, the other party is the founder of this apocalypse and the organization that still maintains its own organization in the apocalypse, and the frequency and intensity of the signal are not comparable to the survivor convoy.

He took it for granted.

However, there are no other professionals here except him, so no one will refute him - the various branches of the umbrella company actually use satellite communication, and the signal sent out is high-frequency, but the strength is ......

That's it......

"Great! Hey, Betty, do you hear me?!We're going to hurry! Go back and join the rest of the convoy! Let's go rescue Alice and the knight!"

It seems that deliberately, K. Matt, who knew the name of "the knight", did not mention his name.

"Got it. Betty, who had lost her lover, was silent all day, she still didn't feel sleepy after a day's drive, and she refused to work with others.

It seems that only by driving all the way like this, keeping her hands behind the wheel and her eyes glued to the front, will she feel at ease.

It seems that only in this way can the void and pain in my heart be filled.

With her eyes open, which should have been very dry, the woman stepped on the accelerator hard.

"Attention everyone!

Shouted such words in the public channel, Betty's eyes never left the front for a moment from beginning to end.

This woman's future should be like the road in front of her, surrounded by darkness, and only a small area can be seen.

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There are still about two hours before dawn, and on the other side of the world, it should be about two hours before dark.

Wesker sat in the conference room, surrounded by projections of masterminds from the various branches.

"So, half of the North American branch is gone?"

Simple questions are vaguely answered.

"No, only the staircase has been blown up, and we will soon rebuild the base and clear the stairway. In place of Isaac, Klaus sat in his rightful place, fearlessly reporting the dismal outcome to the boss.

Judging by the expression on his face, it was as if he had ordered it to be blown up by himself was only an abandoned civilian house, not a base where countless secrets were buried.

"Hehe, North American branch boy! Look at what you're doing! Just because two invaders are fighting like this! If anyone here is like you, the Umbrella Company can be dissolved!" Wesker didn't even speak, as a fat man with a big belly spoke, pointing at Klaus's nose and scolding, "Do you know the current situation?!!I swear I won't sponsor a dime for the rebuilding of your branch!"

Under the projection, the fat man's face was distorted because of the excessive frequency of his movements, like a mosaic, but it seemed that the fat man's prestige at this table was quite high, and he denounced the North American branch for a while.

Until......

"Ahem!"

Wesker coughed loudly and made a gesture with his hands on his chin.

"Are you all done?"

His voice was cold, and his eyes under his sunglasses must have been even colder.

An inexplicable murderous aura spread from his body, making the whole scene quiet.

"I'm sorry, boss, I'm just angry in the moment. Seeing the wind and steering the rudder, the fat man took the lead in admitting his mistake.

He carefully wiped the sweat from his forehead, and he didn't know whether it was the sweat that had just been poured out of the excitement of the emotion or the cold sweat that had been forced out under Wesker's murderous aura.

Wesker looked at the guy who was still beating the water dogs at this table just now, and he looked like a dog, and he really did not know the karma and raised three thousand, and it was this group of people who occupied so many seats on the board.

If it weren't for these waste umbrella companies that only fight war of words, they would have seen the light of day again!

Wesker roared in his heart, but he didn't have all the rights to the umbrella yet, this was not the time for him to have a seizure, and he shouldn't have even spoken out to stop these people just now.

What he had planned had not yet come to effect.

"Klaus, hurry up and rebuild the base and dismiss. ”

Wesker dismissed the unnourishing meeting with a drop, only to tug at Klaus on the other side of the table as soon as all the images had faded.

What a delicate expression

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