American Comic Dimensional Trading Device

After resolving the issues at Tarokon, Josie returned to Neuschwanstein Castle and resumed her idyllic rural life, oblivious to the outside world.

"Sir, it's Mr. Aldo on the phone!" One afternoon, Josie was fishing when her wristwatch beeped with a notification from Pangu.

“Go ahead and answer it!” Josie said casually.

"Boss! Next Friday is the fifth anniversary of Jurassic Park One, and also the opening day of Westworld One. Do you want to come and check on the work?" Aldo's voice came through the wristwatch immediately.

The first Jurassic Park officially opened five years ago, a year before Josie left Earth, and caused a huge sensation in the United States and around the world.

Having learned from their first experience, Continental has now begun building its second plant on an island in the southern waters of Spain.

There are no plans for the future at the moment.

Because at that time, apart from Europe and the United States, other regions were relatively poor, building too much would only lead to losses.

Although Josie didn't intend to make too much money from this theme park, she couldn't afford to lose money either, could she?

As for Westworld, it's Continental Group's latest project. This project... well, those who know, know!

“Go back to America…it would be good to go back and visit!” Josie hesitated only slightly before making her decision.

However, before that, a new round of dimensional beacons will be generated!

Chapter 307 Jill Valentine

In the evening, Josie sipped the coffee brewed by her butler, Francesca, while quietly waiting for the beacon to appear.

As the wait ended, the first thing that appeared on the screen was a rather ordinary room with some mess. Normally, seeing a room like this would definitely make you think it's the home of some rough guy.

However, a small blue camisole in the corner of the sofa suggests that things are not so simple.

Sure enough, the next second on the screen was a young white woman with messy short hair and sleepy eyes.

"What is this? A dimensional trading device? Shh, I must have drunk too much!" The woman said, scratching her messy short hair, somewhat dazed.

“…I can tell!” Josie couldn’t help but twitch her lips upon hearing this. How much had she drunk?

"I think I'll sleep a little longer..." The woman then fell back down, and the communication was automatically cut off.

Should I try to kill this host? Looking at the disconnected communication, Josie couldn't help but roll her eyes.

However, just as Josh was about to give up on the communication, the other party sent another communication request.

Josie pursed her lips and didn't answer immediately, but waited for a minute or two.

"Sorry, sorry, I drank a little too much at the celebration party yesterday! And this dimensional trading device is really a bit magical. I'm afraid no normal person would accept it so easily, right?" The woman apologized to Josh with an embarrassed smile.

“That’s true, so I accept your apology… Well then, why don’t you introduce yourself first, ma’am!” Josie nodded, not taking it too seriously.

“I am Jill Valentine, and I am from Raccoon City, USA!” The woman smoothed her hair slightly, then straightened her expression and introduced herself, “Sir, the information in this trading device is all true, right? So you are not from the same world as me?”

“That’s right. Although I’m also American and live on Earth, we’re definitely not from the same world. And it’s 1959 here. I don’t think it’s that year where you are! By the way, my name is Josh Kahn. You can just call me Josh.” Josh nodded and said—although the United Kingdom of Austria had been established and his daughter had become Queen, Josh’s American citizenship had not been revoked. He now held dual citizenship, so it wasn’t wrong for him to say he was American.

But Jill Valentine? Raccoon City? No wonder Josie felt a little familiar.

A classic world.

Unfortunately, it doesn't mean much to Josie now.

However, it's not certain. If the T-virus falls into Yuri's hands, or is added to the Xenomorph's genes, or even if some magic is added to it, who knows what kind of mess it will create.

Hmm? Now that I think about it, it seems kind of interesting!

Josie couldn't help but give herself a thumbs up for her wild idea.

“1959? Oh, that’s surprising. But if that’s the case, what can we trade?” As a career police officer, Jill wasn’t exactly an expert in business and couldn’t think of anything that could be traded between 1959 and her own 2002.

"You don't think I only have you as a trading partner, do you? And what makes you so sure that my world is just an ordinary world?" Josie chuckled, sensing the implication in Jill's words.

“Okay, Josh, do you have anything you’d like to recommend to me? To be honest, I’m just a poor cop, and even if you have something really good, I might not be able to afford it!” Jill scratched her head again, snapping out of her excitement about communicating with the “other world.”

Although American police officers earn a decent income, like most Americans, Jill has very little savings and, being single, spends almost everything she has.

There's nothing of value in the house, so it's very realistic.

"Hehe, you're mistaken. As the holder of interdimensional trade in your own world, almost everything in your world that you can access can be used as a trade commodity. The law is meaningless to us!" Josie explained with a smile and a shake of her head.

“Um… well, to be honest, this sounds pretty strange!” Jill shrugged.

"As for what I can sell you, there's so much. Let me just show you some!" Josie casually swiped her hand, and a full trade list appeared on Jill's screen.

"Are all these things real? Is this super soldier serum the same one from Captain America in the comics? Is this robot Ultron? And this mech, Iron Man? Doesn't seem like it! Oh my god, lightsabers, Star Destroyers... and Tsar Bomba... I must be dreaming!" Seeing the items on the trading board in front of her and the product descriptions displayed, Jill, who hadn't been very impressed with the trading system, was completely dumbfounded, her mouth agape as if she could swallow a giant banana.

"Don't worry, the system guarantees it's genuine!" Josie said, raising her head slightly.

"But these things... I can't afford them at all!" Unlike most women, Jill was definitely not into makeup and preferred to be armed. She looked at the items on the trading board with great envy, but the problem was that these things were all very expensive. How could a poor policewoman like her afford them?

Are you suggesting I trade my own M9 pistol for it?

The guy across from her will probably send her a giant Tsar Bomba, right? Yeah, the kind that explodes!

"What time is it for you right now?" Josie suddenly asked.

"What happened in 2002?" Jill asked, puzzled.

“Be more specific!” Josie raised an eyebrow.

“September 22, 2002, afternoon!” Jill said again.

September 22nd? What a coincidence!

Josie was extremely familiar with the Resident Evil movie series in her past life, and she was also very clear about when the story began.

Whether it's the end of the first movie or the beginning of the second, there's a newspaper. Although it only flashes by, some geniuses still managed to spot the date it appeared on: September 24, 2002, which is the date the Raccoon City biohazard crisis completely broke out.

The first part's timeline is two days earlier, which is exactly the evening of September 22nd.

“…Very good!” Josie nodded, then picked out a few items from her system inventory and traded them to Jill.

One general-purpose super soldier serum, one set of vibranium dragon skin full-body tight-fitting protective suit, one pair of thermal light swords, and one pair of explosive pistols.

"Um, Josie, what do you mean by this?" Jill asked, puzzled, looking at the items in the trade window.

She was indeed envious of these equipment, but she also knew that there's no such thing as a free lunch.

“Because you’re about to be in huge trouble. Without these things, your mortality rate will be very high. Also, I need you to verify some things!” Josie said.

"...So this is actually a mercenary mission? These equipment are the commission? Josie, I think you've got one thing wrong. I'm a police officer, not a mercenary!" Jill said with a hint of helplessness.

“You can think of this as a mercenary mission, but I think you’d better accept it and follow my instructions, unless you want to watch your world be destroyed!” Josie said with a slightly serious expression.

"What? The world is going to be destroyed?" Jill was a little incredulous.

“Yes, you’d better act quickly! Of course, I know you’re probably very confused right now, but if I tell you now, why don’t you put on these gear and verify it yourself? You can control and choose what to do then, right?” Josie shrugged.

Jill agreed. If Josie asked her to do something unreasonable, she could simply refuse and then cut off all contact.

She can also earn a potion and a set of equipment; no matter how you look at it, she won't lose out.

Even so, under Josie's guidance, he immediately used the Super Soldier Serum.

"Phew, this feels awful!" Jill said, getting up after enduring a long period of torment, her face covered in sweat.

Although the current super soldier serum, after being improved many times by Yuri and many other scientists, has basically no side effects.

However, the entire strengthening process is quite difficult, making one feel as if countless ants are gnawing at their body.

However, Jill did not utter a sound during this strengthening process and endured it forcibly, which shows her strong willpower.

After getting up, Jill wanted to grab a beer from the refrigerator to calm her nerves, but she used too much force and ripped the refrigerator door off.

“…So powerful!” Jill looked at the refrigerator door and said after a few seconds of silence.

So she became more careful in her actions after that, and thankfully, the situation didn't happen again.

After pausing for a moment, I apologized to Josie, saying that I needed to take a shower and change my clothes, and then temporarily ended the communication.

Seeing this, Josie felt a little disappointed. They were worlds apart; what could he possibly do? He lacked Daenerys's generosity at all. No wonder she was the Queen, and you're just a lowly policeman!

About half an hour later, the communication was reconnected, and Jill appeared opposite Josie, transformed into a futuristic female warrior.

“What’s next?” Jill asked Josie.

“Spencer Parks, Alice Parks, find the couple’s address. I believe it won’t be difficult for you as a police officer, but it’s best to be discreet; their identities are very special!” Josie said.

“I understand!” Jill made a quick and efficient phone call, instructing her best colleague to use the police system to find the address of the Parks couple.

"So now you want me to go there?" Jill asked after finding the address.

“Obviously!” Josie nodded.

Jill then took off her helmet, put on a jacket to cover her combat protective suit, and drove to the address she had found: a villa in the suburbs.

About ten minutes later, she arrived at her destination.

It was already afternoon, and dusk was approaching.

"What should I do now?" Jill asked Josie, having found a relatively secluded spot in the woods and using an infrared telescope to look at the villa in the distance.

"Just wait!" Josie said nonchalantly.

"..." Jill had no choice but to wait.

"Wow, a beauty just out of the bath! She seems a little confused. I don't think this is what you wanted me to see, right?" A few minutes later, Alice, who had just woken up and looked confused, appeared in Jill's binoculars.

“She’s the key, but it’s not time yet. Let’s keep waiting!” Josie said.