Compared with ten years ago, a man who seems to be thirty years old looks at the group photo in his hand, and a tear slowly falls.

"Angela, my darling."

The man's eyes were extremely complicated, and he received the news, the news.

His friend and friend, his friend and foe, Alexander Isaacs, is dead.

At this moment, the man seemed to have been drained of his main heart and completely lost his spirit.

Memories of the past came flooding back with nightmares that had haunted Dr. Charles for ten years.

["Isaacs! I'll kill you!!! ”】

[Charles clutched Isaacs' collar with both hands, his face distorted, his breathing was short and disordered, and his body trembled violently. But Isaacs in front of him didn't panic at all, because he knew very well that he would not die even if he was stabbed through the heart by someone fused with the new and improved T-virus, let alone Charles, who was half-paralyzed. 】

"Charles, I'm just telling you about Angela's physical condition. ”】

["The T virus can no longer suppress the diseased cells in your daughter's body, her diseased cells have undergone a new mutation, and now the diseased cells in poor little Angela's body have gradually decomposed, no, according to the latest situation, the diseased cells in Angela's body are fusing with the T virus. ”】

["Even if the T virus and the immune system attack together, they are still defeated by the diseased cells. ”】

"Angela, oh my poor Angela, she's really an amazing girl. That's my latest modified version of the T virus, and it's good that ordinary people can survive, and the diseased cells in Angela's body can actually fuse in reverse." 】

["Enough! You promised me to save Angela! ”】

"Of course, of course, don't get excited, my good friend, I already have a way. ”】

"Then what can I do to save her? ”】

[Isaacs showed a strange smile, the vertical pupils that had been transformed into the eyes of the cold-blooded animal were slightly erected, he didn't talk nonsense, and said bluntly: "G is a miracle that completely surpasses T. It's omnipotent! ”】

Over the course of ten years, Charles fantasized about the death of Isaacs countless times.

But when Isaacs died, Charles was left with endless confusion.

Charles is not M, nor does he have any special bond with Isaacs.

He just wants to save his daughter!

Angela Ashford.

Dr. Charles's daughter, a poor child who needs to survive on the T-virus. The body of the red and white queens.

Dr. Charles chose to cooperate with Isaacs solely to get a solution to Angela's diseased cells from Isaacs, but he knew better than anyone else that Isaacs was a complete devil, and the souls of those he traded with must go to hell after death!

Yes, Dr. Charles is a Catholic.

Fortunately, Isaacs later had mental problems, and seeing the crazy Isaacs gradually go to the road of self-destruction, Charles knew that this would not work, and he and his daughter would be killed by this madman sooner or later.

Dr. Charles is the father of the T-virus after all, and unless he is a complete fool, Dr. Charles will have some face in any department in Ambrera. With the power of the face fruit, combined with the resources Charles himself has accumulated over the years, he has acquired the capital to go to the Antarctic base for development.

During his years at the Antarctic base, Charles didn't expect that Isaacs had provided him with a lot of help, otherwise Charles would not have been able to use all kinds of equipment in the base to keep Angela alive. And Isaacs didn't even ask Charles to do anything again, but this did make Charles even more painful.

Charles knew very well that the Earth had become what it was now, and that Isaacs was the first to blame.

And he has to rely on the help and even shelter of a heinous sinner to protect his daughter.

In Ambrera's highest-level laboratory at the Antarctic base, a huge steel instrument is in operation.

And it was Angela who was lying in the middle of the instrument.

Since Angela's diseased cells have mutated to the point where even the T virus can't suppress it, the only way Charles can think of is to use hibernation techniques to put Angela to sleep until the day when a specific drug is developed.

But after so many years, all of Charles's experiments have failed.

Countless experiments have proven that the extermination of diseased cells can only be done physically by purely violent means, or it can only speed up its evolution.

In addition to his daily research, Charles can only pin his hopes on Isaacs, hoping that this demon can retain the last bit of humanity.

But now, the Isaacs are gone.

Looking at the diseased cells on the laboratory table that had mutated again, Charles seemed to have fallen into the abyss, and he could no longer lift a trace of energy

Countless failures have long crushed this father's confidence again and again, and only the purest father's love has supported him to this day.

After a long time, Dr. Charles said to the AI console, "Make an appointment for me."

Eastern Africa.

As a hotbed of human civilization, Africa has once again played the role of a spark of human civilization after tens of thousands of years.

The S-class Ambrera base is more of a city than a base.

Unlike the G-class base, which is a research institute and a T-class arsenal, the S-class Ambrera base is supposed to play a role in cultivating talents. Whether or not the Last Judgment comes, Ambrera will need a steady stream of talent if she wants to stay strong in the apocalypse.

And in this S-class base, there is a dimly lit room, a man with sunglasses sits on the boss's chair, and the white light emitted by the holographic projection in front of him sets off his already somewhat unhealthy complexion even more like a ghost.

The holographic projection begins, and the first thing that appears is a pair of slender legs wearing black high heels, and then a lazy royal sister sound.

"Tell me, what are you doing this time?"

The man with sunglasses stacked his hands in a triangle and placed it on his chin, and asked in a deep voice, "I haven't seen my old friend for a long time, shouldn't I ask first?" ”

"If I can, I hope our next meeting is at your funeral."

"I'm not going to die, you should know that."

"Oh~ Then if I come up with the latest model of T5 level antidote, how will Your Excellency deal with it?"

"Huh." The man in sunglasses said with a smile: "Mingren doesn't talk darkly, there is an errand in the Americas, I think you should be happy to go shopping." ”

"It's not a coincidence, I'm not happy." The woman sneered and said, "Now everyone knows how chaotic it is, not to mention those two monsters fighting all over the earth, now even a three-year-old child knows that there is a madman at the G-1002 base who will hand over cigarettes when Satan comes." That demon doctor of yours is a child crying at night. ”

"But he's dead, you can't be unaware."

"So I'm even less likely to go." The woman lit a cigarette for herself, slowly exhaled the smoke ring, and then said: "I'm still very young, as a T3-level evolutionary, I can live a thousand years old, according to the proportion of human lifespan, I am still underage, how can I do such a dangerous thing." ”

"You went back, because as far as I know, that guy named Lyon is in South America."

(End of chapter)