From Resident Evil to becoming a gacha god

Xiao Miao left the presidential suite and headed straight for the elevator.

The hotel's structure is symmetrical, with chaotic footsteps heard in the emergency exits on both sides. The elevator is running, and the old-fashioned floor indicator slowly moves from 1 to 2.

Xiao Miao inserted the dagger into the elevator door crack and gently twisted it, prying open a gap about two fingers wide. Then he pried open the steel door, grabbed two steel cables, and landed on the elevator that was going up.

Pull the emergency brake handle, and the elevator immediately stopped in the middle of the floor.

The seven special forces soldiers inside, unaware of what was happening, thought the elevator had malfunctioned and kept pressing the floor buttons.

Xiao Miao opened the inspection hatch on the top of the sedan chair a crack, and blackish-gray energy overflowed from his body, transforming into long, thin tentacles that quietly spread along the walls of the sedan chair and reached into the clothes of a special forces soldier.

With his level 3 hypnotic ability activated, Xiao Miao's 12 points of soul strength allowed him to easily crush the thinking of ordinary people.

The special forces soldier standing against the wall felt a little dazed. He blinked and suddenly realized that everything in front of him had changed.

The elevator car disappeared, replaced by pink, fleshy walls, resembling the stomach of some monster, still wriggling slightly.

What reassured him somewhat was that his teammates were still by his side, and the spear in his hand conveyed a hard, tangible feel. He believed that the gunpowder and bullets could tear all the monsters apart.

"Comrades, I..."

As soon as he made a sound, the team members standing in front of him all turned their heads to look behind them. That was nothing special, but the key was that their bodies didn't move, but their heads were twisted 180 degrees, revealing hideous and terrifying monster faces beneath their protective masks.

Suka!

A jolt of electricity surged from the soles of his feet to his scalp, and an intense sense of terror enveloped his entire body. The muscle memory he had developed through long-term training came in handy, and he fired the gun in one smooth motion.

Da da da da~~~

Flames spewed from the gun muzzle as a deadly bullet pierced his teammate's body from behind.

This was a massacre. The special forces soldiers never expected that the deadly attack would come from their teammates behind them. Caught off guard, they fell one after another.

Once there were no more targets standing in front of him, the hypnotized soldier released the trigger. He gasped for breath as the wall of flesh and blood disappeared, and everything returned to normal.

He stared blankly at his fallen comrade, unable to believe what he had done.

"Thank you for your help."

Xiao Miao opened the access panel, and the Desert Eagle aimed at the unfortunate man's head and pulled the trigger. The .50 caliber bullet pierced through the gas mask, completely relieving him of his troubles.

[Ding! Skill level increased...]

[Hypnosis level 3 → 4!]

Xiao Miao: ......

Improving skill level is a good thing, but Xiao Miao's feelings are complicated. He discovered that he has a high compatibility with hypnosis skills and can level up easily by using them casually.

This is terrible. Hypnotic abilities seem completely out of place with my upright character.

It's like a mage not learning magic control and fireball, but instead choosing two-handed sword mastery and whirlwind slash. Does that make sense?

It seems there's nothing wrong with it...

Xiao Miao used his tentacles to set up a booby trap under the corpse, then quickly left the elevator shaft. After the gunshot, the main force would arrive here soon.

The elevator resumed operation and slowly opened its doors on the third floor. The special forces soldiers on guard on both sides peered inside and fell silent.

"Report: All three teams have been wiped out."

"#@￥!" The commander cursed, kicked the marble pillar next to him, and then, his face flushed, his aching toes kept moving inside his shoe.

Before he could give the order, a loud bang came through the earpiece. The booby trap that Xiao Miao had placed was triggered. The soldier who went into the elevator to check the situation was blown to pieces on the spot, and a person at the door was also pierced by shrapnel and turned into a showerhead.

With three more casualties, the commander's face darkened, and he ordered a change in tactics.

The enemy's ferocity exceeded expectations, and the special forces members' underestimation of him completely disappeared. They identified Xiao Miao as an irredeemable terrorist and became extremely vigilant.

They cautiously made their way to the fifth floor without encountering any attacks. The group remained vigilant, knowing that this was the calm before the storm.

The first special forces member to enter the fifth floor was on guard with his gun. He discovered that all the surveillance cameras in the corridor had been destroyed. He immediately reported the situation, and the team members behind him threw out several tear gas grenades. White smoke quickly spread in the corridor.

Benzyl chloroethyl ketone can quickly incapacitate a person, which is why they wore gas masks from the beginning. What happened in the elevator was just an accident. If it were a head-on confrontation, they believed they would never lose.

Twenty-odd special forces soldiers advanced slowly in a dispersed formation when suddenly the ceiling shattered, and two grenades with their pins pulled fell out.

"Grenade!!!"

"hidden!!!"

After a desperate cry, the explosion silenced the communication channel. The four men at the front perished instantly, but the dispersed formation saved the lives of the other team members.

"He's on the ceiling!"

"Open fire! Open fire! Kill him!"

The survivors were enraged and, armed with rifles, fired wildly at the ceiling, riddling it with holes.

No need to aim; the corridor ceiling wasn't large. The enemy made a foolish decision and was destined to die in a hail of bullets.

The gunfire stopped a few dozen seconds later, and the carpet was covered with hot shell casings. Three special forces soldiers approached to investigate, trying to find the enemy's body.

Inside one of the rooms, Xiao Miao stood against the wall, the ceiling above his head removed, and two energy tentacles extended from his left and right shoulders, penetrating deep into the ceiling.

The special forces soldiers thought he was hiding in the ceiling and ambushing people, but in reality, everything was being operated by tentacles.

Two more grenades were thrown into the corridor through the ceiling by the tentacles. Xiao Miao immediately moved away from the wall and waited for the explosion. After two loud bangs, the door was shattered by the shock wave, and dense gunfire rang out in the corridor again.

The special forces soldiers had realized that something was wrong; the enemy's cunning was beyond their expectations. However, soldiers are duty-bound to obey orders, and before the order to retreat was given, they had no choice but to grit their teeth and charge forward.

After the crossfire ended, taking advantage of the remaining enemies' moment of respite while they observed the situation, Xiao Miao used his tentacles to extend the AKS-74u out from the ceiling.

"Look, what's that?"

"A gun suspended by a rope? What does that mean?"

Xiao Miao didn't let their doubts linger for long. He pulled the trigger with his tentacle, and flames, a symbol of death, shot out from the muzzle. The three men were unable to dodge in time and were hit by the bullets, falling to the ground dead.

The remaining special forces soldiers were completely stunned. They had never seen anything like this before. They all retreated to the corner and dared not go forward, calling for backup through their headsets.

At this moment, Xiao Miao had already transformed into Doctor Octopus, using the balcony to move to an empty room on the fourth floor, and then quietly appeared behind the special forces members.

The tentacles extended silently, landing on the last person without anyone noticing.

The hypnosis was activated, and the man's eyes became glazed over. He pulled out a grenade and slowly walked towards his teammates.

"023, what are you doing?"

"Maintain tactical formation, don't panic, get back quickly!"

His teammate's voice echoed in his earpiece. A struggle flashed in the man's eyes. He pulled the pin and gathered the other grenades on his body together, transforming into the Jade-Faced Grenade King.

"Allahu Akbar!"

After a shout, the grenade exploded, and the shrapnel and terrifying shockwave completely engulfed the nearby special forces soldiers.