BK landed in a place and walked into something that resembled something like a black and winterless place.

"Oh...... My dear adopted son, are you back? An uncle's voice floated out faintly.

"I'm going to go to your uncle's adopted son, I recognize the wrong person, right?!" BK pinched his waist with one hand and looked up at Wesker sitting on the high platform, with an angry face, and he had no intention of kneeling down to return to his life at all.

Wesker smiled, "Okay, I recognized the wrong person," he stretched, "How about staying with the War-Federation?" ”

"Let's not talk about that." BK's red eyes flashed a murderous light, "My focus is - what about win-win cooperation?" I think you're the only one who benefits, but I'm — nothing— there is—ah——?! ”

"Oh, you doubt the benefits of cooperation between us?" Wesker smiled playfully, rubbing the arms of the stone chair.

"Am I more than skeptical now?!" BK stepped forward, "I still want to grab!" This! I'll tell you Old Man Wei, with my strength, I knocked you down that is not - there is - a question - a question, you don't pretend to be confused with me here, you are obviously using me! ”

"Tut-tut," Wesker shook his head slightly, "Speaking of which, I don't seem to get anything out of you." ”

"Your uncle!" BK yelled at him, almost burning with anger.

"In the Evil Spirits, speak civilly," he said, waving his hand (claw), "didn't you get what you are now...... What kind of ability is that? And I also ask you to drink the water of darkness......"

"First," BK cocked his index finger, "I don't need that poisonous water of yours to be strong enough." I know you're using that thing to control Blake - the same trick won't work on me. Second—" he narrowed, "I want more than just control. ”

"Oh? Then you...... What do you want? ”

BK looked away from him and gave him a middle finger.

Wesker was momentarily upset, but he still pressed it down.

"Third," he straightened the black hair on the back of his neck, "the code name BK is too ugly. ”

"And what are you going to call it? BL？ "!"

"Wesker, I'll say it one last time, if I don't get what I want from you, our cooperation is completely finished, that's all!" He flicked his cloak and turned and walked out of the evil spirit base.

Wesker watched him out, and when he was gone, he could still hear his complaints from afar:

"What the hell is the black guy going to make Blake's old family crazy like this......"

He shook his head, "It's a little thing, it's not easy to deal with." ”

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"You're alright, Miris......" Muse watched as several robots scrambled to help him bandage.

"Well, it's fine." Mirith stretched out seemingly easily and rubbed her eyes gently, "This dark energy ......"

"It feels familiar and strange at the same time."

Mirith and Muse turned their heads to look at Neuer, who was stealing the line.

"I suspect BK is the real Blake. And the one standing in front of us now - is a fake. ”

"Why do you think so?!" Mirith looked at him in amazement.

"I'm the elf who knows Blake best in the universe—probably not one." Neuer folded his arms.

"You haven't known him for a few months, and we've been fighting together for a long time." Muse pursed her lower lip, "Who gave you confidence?" ”

"After all, I am his mirror image and have read his memories." Neuer said coldly and turned to leave.

"...... did he read Blake's memories?!"

……

"Ontology."

Blake didn't seem to get used to the title calling him, and reacted slightly before turning his head to look at him.

"The virus on your body can't be detected by the machinery on the Cell, maybe I can?" Neuer smiled lightly.

"Who gave you the confidence?" Blake frowned slightly.

"I am your mirror image! If there's something wrong with you, I can feel it. Neuer held out his hand to him, "Just shake my hand, okay?" ”

"No," Blake flinched back, "don't come near me." ”

Neuer just smiled, "Just shake hands, it's okay." Your current actions have aroused suspicion; Shake my hand, maybe make you less suspicious? ”

"You ...... Doubt me? Blake looked a little startled, and looked at Neuer in a daze.

"Uh......" Neuer was a little speechless, and his outstretched hand trembled a little.

"That'...... Bless you won't be infected by me......" Blake held out his hand to him.

Neuer took a deep breath and watched him get closer.

The alarm goes off!

Both of them were startled at the same time, and their hands retracted at the same time.

"Okay, next time." Blake waved at him, then ran towards the captain's quarters.

"......" Neuer raised his hand to cover his face, and then slid down with his hand against his face.

He shook his head slightly, and ran out of the Cell, without waiting for orders.

Pacing, pacing, pacing.

"Why is there an alarm? I didn't see anything. Neuer looked around.

"Then you didn't see me either, did you?"

He shuddered and turned his head to look at the source.

"Cloth ......" he glanced at the black-clothed elf in front of him, his gaze fixed on the somewhat faded blue line under his left eye.

"You're BK." He stepped forward," or rather...... Are you Blake? ”

He smiled, incomprehensibly, "What do you say? ”

"And what's wrong with your eyes?" Neuer looked at his red eyes—not quite the same as his own dark red, the bloody, horrible color.

"You, guess." He sneered.

"You're Blake!" He took another step forward.

"I'm sorry, I guessed wrong." He pinched his waist with one hand, "You...... Is it the elf who knows Blake best in this universe......? ”

"Sort of...... Neuer's words were quickly interrupted by BK:

"That'...... Have you ever seen ...... Did he ...... go berserk in the dark? ”

Neuer was stunned, "What? ”

BK didn't seem to hear it, and smiled evilly with a dark face, "That's it...... It's just a ...... Demon...... Ghost...... Oh......"

Neuer trembled with the sound of his jump, and he took a step back, "You ......"

"You'll see this devil soon......"

BK looked up, his eyes turning from red to purple - a bewitching purple.

Neuer gasped, "What?!" ”