Infinite Hunter

Xiao Zhang also seemed to be planning to split his forces into two groups. After all, he was young, and Li Sanguang probably thought he was going to try to enter the closed church. "Look at the marked lock on the door. I'm very familiar with the 4th generation and can easily pass the highest difficulty. So I will try to enter the church." Cheng Yijiu glanced at him, "Then I'll go after those tyrants, and Ms. Aso, just follow me."

So the troops were divided into two groups. Cheng Yijiu was not in a hurry. "What we should consider is not to solve this secret realm, but to try to get out safely. Therefore, we should focus on the way out." Xiao Zhang might not be able to listen to such words for the time being, but the little girl Aso agreed with this point very much - if it weren't for Cheng Yijiu and the others, the girl would have become a zombie long ago.

Xiao Zhang ran away, while Cheng Yijiu calmly began to organize her equipment - Aso had already put on a full set of American military equipment. The problem was that it was too big and looked a little bubbled, but it didn't matter, she could use a drawstring to tighten the clothes to prevent them from getting caught. Cheng Yijiu gave her an 870 rifle and No. 12 bullets - using this thing is better than using a pistol, and it is easier to control the recoil with both hands.

Moreover, a shotgun is easier to use than a pistol. You just need to roughly aim at the target and pull the trigger, and you'll always hit something. Cheng Yijiu only needs to remind the girl not to point the gun at him. "You have to develop the habit of not pointing the gun at people!" He repeatedly told Aso. Since the little girl can practice to become a shrine maiden, she still needs to have this ability.

Of course, Cheng Yijiu's physical fitness couldn't compare to peak human strength. Right now, his abilities were similar to those in the game, but at Nathan Drake's level, relying on his arm strength to leap around. In a sense, he was already beyond human. However, it seemed he couldn't regenerate health by breathing, so being hit by bullets would still injure him, or even kill him.

"There's no problem in kicking a few zombies' heads to pieces." Cheng Yijiu tried to use physical skills to eliminate the zombies on the road - these creatures appeared around the corners, and the clothes on their bodies and pale faces told Cheng Yijiu that they were originally Japanese and Americans. The Americans were almost all wearing military uniforms, while the Japanese had a variety of clothes.

There was no need to waste bullets against them. Cheng Yijiu could handle them with his boots and the stick he picked up. As long as he wasn't afraid of zombies, it would be easy to kill them. Cheng Yijiu followed the direction the tyrants had left, and then he turned back to the route he had taken in - he marked it on the map so that if he found that the way out was blocked, he would have to come back.

Cheng Yijiu followed the path on the map all the way back, and then he heard strange breathing sounds. Cheng Yijiu immediately pulled out his M17 pistol. Sure enough, along with the strange barking, some creature, probably a Doberman, rushed out. Cheng Yijiu was very familiar with this thing. It was just a zombie dog. Seeing it in real life was... quite easy to deal with, at least easier than the zombie lion he saw last time.

Cheng Yijiu fired steadily, "Don't fire accidentally! You don't need to aim, just aim at the dogs and fire." He kept reminding Aso to be careful. Cheng Yijiu didn't want to be bitten by the dogs; getting infected with the T virus would be extremely troublesome. Cheng Yijiu pulled the trigger, and the 9mm bullet accurately hit the head of each zombie dog that rushed towards him.

While these dogs looked terrifying, their fragile bones actually gave them a fatal flaw—a simple 9mm bullet was enough to break their bones if fired upon calmly. So, by hitting the right spot, Cheng Yijiu could easily inflict injuries that would render them immobile. Once they were immobilized, it would be easy to deal with them.

Ma Sheng's shotgun was also effective, even more efficient than Cheng Yijiu's pistol. Seeing Cheng Yijiu by her side, the girl suddenly calmed down a lot, and her courage also increased. She was able to wait until the zombie dogs were within five or six meters before opening fire, and her reaction was quite fast. There weren't many zombie dogs, and after they were all knocked down, there were only nine of them. It was the rushing attacks from all directions that was more terrifying.

Aso was primarily responsible for one area, while Cheng Yijiu handled all the others. Due to time constraints, they didn't have time to run to a recessed area, so they could only react quickly to deal with the dogs on all sides. Not all nine dogs were killed immediately; four of them only had their legs or lumbar spines broken and lay paralyzed on the ground, still roaring.

"They're actually zombie dogs, not dogs infected with parasites." Cheng Yijiu approached cautiously and fired a few more shots before going up to check. The zombie dogs' lips were ulcerated and their gums were atrophied, making their teeth look particularly sharp and long. After taking a few glances, Cheng Yijiu continued forward, "Sure enough, there's no way out." What appeared before him was an insurmountable door. No matter what Cheng Yijiu did, he couldn't get over this large wooden door that looked like something out of Jurassic Park.

The bullets couldn't leave any marks on the wood, the dagger couldn't even cut a single sawdust, and climbing over was completely impossible - no matter how hard you climbed, you would just stay in the same place. Cheng Yijiu played with the saber in his hand, stared at the wooden door for a while, and finally sighed, "Let's go, it seems this world is not a real sandbox, it's just 99% of a sandbox."

I should turn back and see what I can find on the Tyrant trail. I've collected clothes, medicine, and weapons, but no communication equipment, so Xiao Zhang and Cheng Yijiu can't communicate. The communication equipment on the American soldier I killed earlier doesn't work either. I don't know why, but maybe this is just one of the "rules" of this world. "I want this thing even more," Cheng Yijiu thought.

As an external employee of a relevant department, Cheng Yijiu had access to a lot of information, especially less classified "popular science" materials, including information about this "fantasy world," which is why he recognized it so quickly. "I remember that these worlds all have a supporting 'core.' As long as the core exists, they can be repeatedly 'restarted' or utilized. However, the fantasy worlds discovered in the past were not large, usually the size of a building. This world is unprecedentedly 'large.'"

This was truly a record-breaking fantasy world. Even if it could reuse space by "switching" scenes, the space used was still massive enough. Cheng Yijiu estimated it to be at least several square kilometers. The return trip was relatively safe; nothing popped up—at most, the crows in the sky were a bit noisy.

Back at the village, it was completely lifeless. Cheng Yijiu led Ma Sheng to the road the tyrants had taken. It was dark, probably dusk. In the gradually dispersing mist, Cheng Yijiu could vaguely see the outline of a building in the distance.

Chapter 15 Changes

Xiao Zhang had likely already opened the church's entrance. Cheng Yijiu hadn't noticed it at the time, but he vaguely remembered it opening. "I think it happened after I killed one of the Chainsaw Sisters?" Cheng Yijiu thought. He was now heading towards a large building—the closer he got, the larger it seemed. "Typical Victorian architecture," he thought. The tyrant had vanished, even his footprints vanishing.

"They 'flew off' halfway through," Cheng Yijiu said, following the footprints on the ground. As for whether they were ambushing them on either side? The hunter glanced at the low, bare hillsides beside the road and shook his head. He and a young girl were just waiting for an ambush. If they'd just scurried out with the Minigun, Cheng Yijiu felt he'd be reduced to a pile of rotten flesh. He didn't have his lion skin with him, and he had a vague feeling, as if he'd seen it before, that it wouldn't be very useful in this world...

What had originally been a small mountain path suddenly connected to a two-lane tarmac highway. The road was strewn with fallen leaves, and strange noises could be heard from the bushes on one side. Then, amidst Aso's screams, Cheng Yijiu saw a giant snake with its front half raised. It was probably over ten meters long, but incredibly thick, with a body diameter of almost a meter. The tongue on its raised triangular head was thick and long, and its hissing sound was particularly loud.

"Another one of these things! Is it a viral infection or a specially crafted bioweapon?" Cheng Yijiu complained. He didn't think it was dangerous. Cheng Yijiu's martial arts weren't just about European fencing; he also practiced American Iaijutsu—known for its accuracy and speed within seven steps. Even if he wasn't holding a .44 Colt, a .45 Browning would do just fine.

So he drew his gun and fired. In the blink of an eye, amidst the continuous gunfire, three bullets hit the snake's head six meters away. "Failed BOW." Cheng Yijiu spun the pistol on his index finger and smoothly inserted it into the holster. This is a traditional American art - he also has a variety of tricks. If he had a Winchester, he could also perform a fancy spin reload. Arnold Schwarzenegger's unique skills are passed down.

The stopping power of the .45 subsonic bullet was indeed strong, although Cheng Yijiu was still a little dissatisfied with it. "It would be better if we used a .44 Magnum," he complained, completely ignoring the fact that the snake's skull had three large holes in it and only its body was twitching in death. However, if he wanted to use a .44 Magnum, he would first have to collect a Ruger or Smith & Wesson revolver.

Giant venomous snakes are indeed a very poor biochemical weapon, and they are actually not very useful in the face of a courageous and quick-reacting opponent. Aso was terrified, even though Cheng Yijiu killed the giant snake in a few seconds. She was trembling all over and almost pulled the trigger. However, Cheng Yijiu thought that her more likely reaction would be to forget to shoot or run away, and just squat down, incontinent and unable to move.

"Okay, it's solved. Hurry up, I think we still have to enter this building." Cheng Yijiu looked at the building in front of him. There was a very obvious logo on the iron gate outside - it was a red and white cross symbol, "Umbrella Corporation..." Cheng Yijiu muttered to himself, "This is another research institute..." The powerful commercial monopoly group that runs through the entire Resident Evil.

"Villant Tanggu Company... Umbrella Company, these are all very good companies." Cheng Yijiu said this, and he was not satisfied. He used his saber to pry off the door lock. The iron door here is to protect gentlemen, not villains. It was already dark, and the lights in the building were not bright. Cheng Yijiu did not notice the presence of security personnel.

The house was like a man-eating monster, crouching silently in the darkness, waiting for its prey to fall into its trap. Cheng Yijiu watched the zombies slowly and shuffling out of the darkness surrounding the house. "Sure enough!" He raised his M17 and fired repeatedly, each bullet accurately blowing off a zombie's skull. "Go! Into the house!" Cheng Yijiu fired as he moved.

They quickly entered the house and lowered the bolt. The hall inside was large and somewhat cluttered, as if the resistance had used it as a makeshift camp. Cheng Yijiu could see empty weapon boxes, a few hospital beds, and IV racks. Aso noticed the computer running, and Cheng Yijiu gestured for her to collect data. "Do you know how to use it?" Cheng Yijiu asked. He had initially assumed this miko was a country bumpkin, but she nodded repeatedly, saying she knew how to use it.

Cheng Yijiu ignored everything else and said, "Collect information, especially maps. I'll figure out what we need to do to leave here. The fantasy world always has a core. I'll try to find out what the core is." He first had to check whether it was safe here. After the door was locked, the zombies outside didn't break down the door. However, when he thought about the multiple windows on the first floor seen from the outside, Cheng Yijiu felt that this ghost place must be full of zombies like in the game.

"It depends on how many in-game gadgets there are," he muttered. "Can you pull up a map? Prioritize finding the security room and the weapons cache." You have to run around in the game, but once the fantasy world becomes reality, it still has to follow the laws of real physics—so many of the game's puzzles and mechanisms will definitely no longer exist. This girl seems to be a real computer whiz, but you can't judge a person by their appearance.

Cheng Yijiu gestured a route on the computer. "Be careful, dodge if you can," he instructed, and quickly ran toward one wing. Cheng Yijiu pressed the button to open the rolling shutter door. "It won't move?" He checked and found that the fuse was blown. Unfortunately, there were no hydraulic shears, so he had to look for the fuse—a reasonable puzzle design. However, this puzzle was easy to solve: just go to the intact rolling shutter door on the other side and remove one.

The moment he entered, he saw something incredibly familiar—the blood and claw marks covering the walls—wasn't that the Raccoon City Police Department's style? "There must be a Licker!" Cheng Yijiu had almost foreseen it all—and sure enough, as soon as he turned a corner, he spotted a Licker on the wall. Its powerful claws allowed it to anchor itself to the wall, and it seemed to be able to "sprint" along it like a small gecko.

According to the game, this creature has no vision, but it has excellent hearing and should be able to sense ground vibrations. Its long tongue should also provide an excellent sense of smell—but humans don't have a vomeronasal organ, and the T-virus probably can't allow humans to evolve it again. Anyway, when Cheng Yijiu stopped running, the monster just lay there on the left wall.

Cheng Yijiu slowly pulled out his Browning and aimed at the creature's brain. "Such a big weak spot, this thing is really an evolved zombie." Indeed, the skull has degenerated, Cheng Yijiu thought. Then he decisively pulled the trigger, and a single bullet blasted the monster's brain apart. An exposed brain couldn't possibly become a solid material; it was just a mass of protein and fat.

Could this thing even evolve into a carapace? Clearly impossible, so one shot sent its brains splattering. However, it seemed the Licker controlled its body with more than just its brain; it must have a ganglion—this thing was definitely dead, but it could still move and attack for at least two or three minutes. So the monster lunged forward, wielding its sharp claws—but unfortunately, its lack of vision hindered it, and Cheng Yijiu dodged behind a corner.

The Licker, having flung its claws in vain, fell directly to the ground. Just as it was about to leap again, a foot slammed heavily onto its back. Before the Licker could even struggle, a saber slashed down from above, severing the monster's lumbar vertebrae. Cheng Yijiu was an experienced hunter, and the Licker had no "skin" (skin) and its muscle fibers were almost completely exposed, making it very easy for Cheng Yijiu to sever its tendon attachment points with his knife.

With a sound like a snapping guitar string, the Licker lay motionless on the ground, a large pool of blood oozing out. From the other side of the corridor, a thumping sound could be heard: the licker's claws slamming against the wall and ground. "The sound of the gunfire should have alerted these monsters. But I remember I have stun grenades." This time, there were four Lickers approaching. Cheng Yijiu donned his earmuffs, unhooked the stun grenades, and rolled over...

These monsters don't absorb flashes, but the loud bang is enough to damage their hearing, and they might even faint on the ground. After the huge flash and bang, Cheng Yijiu looked over and saw four Lickers lying on the ground, twitching and completely unable to move. So he calmly finished them off, easily killing them. "Monsters that would normally require at least a dozen shots, or even having to go in and out and reset, can actually be easily taken out in one go."

Lickers were definitely not qualified as biological weapons. There was no bulletproof part on their bodies. They were completely incomparable to the Tyrant who suddenly broke through the wall and rushed in. The Tyrant who rushed in scared Cheng Yijiu. He was really unprepared. He had just killed the four Lickers, but he didn't expect that the window at the corner at the end of the corridor would be completely shattered, and the two-meter-tall Tyrant in a military coat rushed in.

Knowing that the person was not friendly, Cheng Yijiu immediately sped up and kicked open the door in the corridor and rushed into the room registered as the security office.

Chapter 16 Search

"It's not a game anyway, there's no such thing as a safe house. The Tyrant will probably rush in." Cheng Yijiu hoped to find a weapon here, otherwise he would have to rely on his .45 pistol to fight the Tyrant. He hoped the Tyrant wouldn't be as tough as in the game...

He quickly scanned the room and indeed found the AR15 semi-automatic rifle locked in the gun cabinet. However, before he could reach for it, the door was pushed open by the tyrant. The heavy footsteps suddenly accelerated when he saw Cheng Yijiu, as if he was intending to crush Cheng Yijiu's head.

He definitely couldn't be allowed to pinch him. Cheng Yijiu dodged and drew his gun, aiming for the tyrant's head. The coat he was wearing was both a restraint and a bulletproof coat. An ordinary 9mm bullet wouldn't be able to penetrate it, and a .45 round would probably have its power reduced significantly. So he'd just shoot at the head. After all, the tyrant's head was big, so he could hit it more accurately.

Reality is truly different from games. After a bullet blasted the Tyrant's head, the monster paused. "Damn, I hit the wrong spot! This bastard's forehead is so hard!" The bullet had hit the forehead perfectly, surprisingly missing the skull. It's true that while Tyrants and zombies are both products of the T-Virus, they are completely different creatures.

However, such a shot was enough to shake the Tyrant's brain, and the creature would at least be dazed for a moment. The Tyrant paused in this way, which allowed Cheng Yijiu to quickly turn away from the front of his attack. The Tyrant's hat had already flown off by then, and after Cheng Yijiu circled, the second bullet was still aimed at the skull - this time at the temple.

The bones here are fragile, so it shouldn't be as difficult to penetrate as it was in the forehead. Cheng Yijiu was only two meters away from the Tyrant, and the way he held his arms in a triangle lock made the gun very stable. The second bullet really hit the Tyrant's temple very accurately. This time, the bullet penetrated.

The effect was even better than Cheng Yijiu had imagined. The Tyrant stumbled and half-knelt, and Cheng Yijiu took the opportunity to fire two shots, one hitting his temple and the other hitting his eye. The Tyrant actually fell to the ground and didn't move - the American soldiers faced a group of Tyrants with heavy firepower head-on and were completely wiped out, and the lone Tyrant was quickly defeated by Cheng Yijiu...

"This tyrant has a mental problem. His natural response would be to draw his gun and fire." Cheng Yijiu was feeling the body—the restraint coat couldn't be removed, and it was too big for him. He was feeling the tyrant's equipment. Was the tyrant dead? Cheng Yijiu didn't think he was dead, just temporarily disabled. Unless he had explosives, there wasn't much he could do.

I really didn't have any explosives on hand, and I didn't know how long it would take for the Tyrant to restart its functions, so I had to hurry. Cheng Yijiu really didn't find anything—not even a pistol or ammunition, not even a single accessory. So he quickly stood up, shot the lock off the gun cabinet, and directly took out an AR15. He also took all the magazines and stuffed them into his backpack, and quickly installed the foregrip, flashlight, and red dot sight.

He didn't bother searching the office afterward—the tyrant could rise again at any moment, and if he did, he'd definitely be different, which would be truly dangerous. "Damn it! There's no communication equipment in this place?!" Cheng Yijiu cursed as he quickly ran out of the office.

He returned to the hall first. "Hide quickly, it might be dangerous later," he said to Aso. He then pulled out a 9mm pistol and handed it to Aso. "Glock, the recoil is softer, which is a bit of a relief." He then prepared to go to the second floor from the other side. Cheng Yijiu thought for a moment and said, "Come with me."

He quickly closed the previous rolling door, removed the fuse and put it back in place, opened the other rolling door and took Aso in, then closed the rolling door again - when he closed the door, he heard a roar from the opposite side, "It's really restarted." Cheng Yijiu cursed, "Let's go!" This place is not so bloody, but there are quite a few zombies.

Cheng Yijiu picked up a metal baseball bat, someone hadn't figured out who had left it there. He didn't want to fire a gun and attract the Tyrant, so he used the bat to finish off the zombies. As long as he wasn't afraid, zombies were probably the easiest biological weapons to deal with—they were slow-moving, and as long as he watched them pounce at close range, he could easily smash their skulls with the bat in his hand.

The hallway was lit normally, and Cheng Yijiu easily smashed the skulls of six zombies until he met a guy who didn't look like a zombie. He looked like an ordinary person, wearing a plaid shirt and jeans, a bit overweight, with no signs of decay or injury on his face or hands. He moved like a normal person, except his eyes were red.

This guy even has a normal IQ. He looked up and saw Cheng Yijiu and said, "Please help me..." Aso also put down his gun, and Cheng Yijiu pointed a baseball bat at him, "Don't come over, stand there..." Before Cheng Yijiu finished speaking, this guy's body began to shake, and his neck twisted with a very weird angle and movement.

Finally, the head suddenly shattered, and was replaced by a strange creature sticking out from the broken neck and jaw. "What is this? A death worm? Or a sandworm?" Cheng Yijiu cursed, "Damn parasite! Shouldn't it appear on Xiao Zhang's line?" This thing is the parasite that will pop out and bite off the target's head at close range.

Aso was also smart. He took off the 870 shotgun on his back and fired a shot at the parasite that had emerged from the neck of the unlucky man. The parasite had taken over his body after his head exploded, making his movements a little slow. Cheng Yijiu did not stop him. After all, he had no idea that he could escape the tyrant's pursuit this time after this thing came out.

The parasite had survived the 12-gauge buckshot. Although its flesh-bag-like body was tattered and oozing pus, it was still able to wriggle and was rapidly retreating into the parasite's trunk, presumably to recuperate. "No time to waste! Let's run!" Cheng Yijiu pulled Aso upstairs.

He didn't know what the core was, so he had to explore every possible location. After rushing up to the second floor, Aso's legs gave way—a spiderweb appeared in front of him, and the spider was as big as a washbasin, and with its legs spread out, it was about the size of a person. "Is this thing breathing so efficiently?" Cheng Yijiu cursed, and just as he was about to draw his gun and shoot the spider, he saw it was suddenly grasped by a strange creature with six blade-like legs...

Chapter 17 Encounter Again

The creature materialized, a massive insect about a man's height. After grasping the spider, not only did its razor-sharp legs inflict piercing damage, but it also spit out a poisonous, corrosive liquid from its mouthparts, showering the large spider with it. White smoke rose from the spider's body as it frantically twisted its body in an attempt to break free.

Cheng Yijiu looked at this and without a second thought, he raised his AR15. His current mode was semi-automatic, so he pulled the trigger and accurately fired the 5.56 bullet into the body of the invisible insect - mainly aiming at the head. Two bullets smashed the skull of the thing into pieces. But the thing still stubbornly persisted for several minutes.

Cheng Yijiu also killed the spider. He walked over and used a stick to pry the two monsters apart. "The spider isn't a big deal; it's probably just a mutant infected with the T-virus. But this bug... even though its head is smashed, its mouthparts look more like something 'friendly' like a mosquito or fly. It's so light, no wonder it can fly..."

This insect decayed surprisingly quickly after death; it seemed the enzymes in its body were quite potent. "No wonder the spider's shell had softened and decayed in such a short time." Cheng Yijiu stepped over the corpse and prepared to cross the cobweb-strewn corridor. From below, there was a banging sound; it must be the fire-proof and theft-proof rolling shutter being smashed down by the activated Tyrant.

The two men quickened their pace down the hallway, while Cheng Yijiu fished in his pocket and pulled out a box of long matches. He casually struck a match and flicked it. The match landed in a spiderweb, quickly igniting it, and the entire hallway was instantly engulfed in flames. "How many seconds can it hold us back?" Thinking carefully, the Tyrant's coat was not only a restraint and bulletproof vest, but also flame-retardant... He could only use this to comfort himself slightly.

He walked over and opened the door. "Why am I not surprised at all?" Cheng Yijiu sighed as he looked at the beautiful woman in front of him, wearing a long dress and a black hat, standing at three meters tall. Although he had never played the eighth generation of Biohazard, this woman was also very famous. Her nickname was Lady Hachiya, and her real name was a long string of Eastern European names. Anyway, it seemed to be a name like Dimitrescu, right?

This person was most likely the so-called Eight-Foot Lady who had been discovered earlier, the culprit who had lured the Americans and Benzi into this fantasy world. Even someone like Cheng Yijiu couldn't help but sigh, "She's really big." This Eight-Foot Lady was very well-proportioned, not some ugly giant with a gigantic appearance. Her white dress outlined her magnificent figure.

Lips as red as blood, hair as black as ink, skin as white as ivory—"If the scale is reduced, this lady would be quite suitable to play Snow White." Cheng Yijiu was alert. Madam Hachisha was rational. Cheng Yijiu really didn't want to take action right away because the situation was unclear. Madam Hachisha looked at Cheng Yijiu with a smile, and he could feel that Aso was already trembling.

Just a moment, maybe ten seconds? The tall woman touched her hat, turned, and left. She bent down and walked out the door. Soon, her footsteps could no longer be heard. There were roars below, and it seemed that the tyrant had caught up. Cheng Yijiu quickly passed through the door that Madam Ba Chi had walked through, and then he found that there was no other exit here except the elevator - and the key was that the elevator was parked on this floor.

The flaming corridor only held the Tyrant back for a few seconds. When the monster reappeared before Cheng Yijiu, he noticed that the Tyrant had swelled by about one-fifth of its size. Crucially, its fur coat was a bit tattered, indicating that the restraints had likely been released. "Whether they're released or not, in a hand-to-hand fight, he'd still be no match for a soldier armed with modern firearms."

Cheng Yijiu's prediction was spot-on. Sure, they could run amok in the game, but once the fantasy world was connected to the rules of reality, carbon-based creatures wouldn't be able to withstand a projectile fired from gunpowder—especially if they weren't exoskeletons. The reason the Tyrant Squad was able to completely wipe out the American soldiers was simple: heavy body armor, the right weapons, and enough intelligence to execute tactical plans.

Maybe there is someone who is specifically giving commands remotely, but I don’t know if this person is called Wesker.

The tyrant chasing him was a traditional tyrant, and for some reason he wasn't equipped with modern weapons. Now that the tyrant was charging at him aggressively, Cheng Yijiu raised his AR15 without hesitation, grasped the handguard from above with his left hand, and began to pull the trigger. He fired quickly, and he wasn't limited to hitting the head.

A 9mm bullet might be stopped by a tattered body armor and some tough muscle—after all, there's a guy called Sea Monster who used his muscles to stop a pistol round... albeit a .22. But muscles can't stop a 5.56 NATO round. If that could stop it, then Umbrella Corporation must have reached a whole new level in biological weapons research...

As expected, the Tyrant couldn't stop small-caliber rifle bullets. Cheng Yijiu fired four or five shots at the guy's body. Even with a damaged body armor, as long as it wasn't a plate, it couldn't stop the direct hit of the rifle bullet. Speaking of which, Cheng Yijiu couldn't understand why the Tyrant wasn't equipped with a heavy plate bulletproof vest for reinforcement. If he wanted to increase his body size, he could use high-elastic fiber.

They were already using the relatively expensive Tyrant. Wouldn't it be better to spend a little more to ensure the Tyrant's combat effectiveness? Anyway, Cheng Yijiu fired four or five shots, causing the Tyrant to pause and half-kneel. It seemed that a bullet had successfully penetrated and damaged his body tissue. Next, Cheng Yijiu could aim directly at the Tyrant's head and fire, which he did.

The bullet pierced his skull easily, and the tyrant fell to the ground. "Done. Leave him alone from now on. Let's go to the elevator and see—how the hell did that Hachishaku Lady leave?"

There was only one button in the elevator. Cheng Yijiu pressed it, and the elevator ascended, soon arriving at the rooftop. The rooftop looked more like a garden, with a pavilion and a tower-like structure. Cheng Yijiu and Aso saw nothing on the rooftop—not even a zombie. Looking outside, there were only hills and thick fog. It was likely that this so-called fantasy world hadn't yet been "refreshed."

"The visual range isn't even more than twenty meters! This is ridiculous," Cheng Yijiu complained. Something seemed to be moving in the mist. Cheng Yijiu stood at the edge of the roof, watching the moving shadow and feeling the dull vibrations—the sound seemed to be absorbed by the mist. A huge, misshapen human figure emerged from the mist.

"It's a bit deformed, a failed biochemical weapon?" The giant that appeared before him was indeed the giant that appeared in the fourth generation...

Chapter 18 Kill

The height of the giant is now about ten meters. Cheng Yijiu smells a foul odor, "It seems that this guy never takes a bath. He probably doesn't even wipe his butt." Unlike Aso, Cheng Yijiu is not afraid of giants at all, because these guys look stupid and clumsy, and he has killed many giants in the biochemical game.

"Just use a submachine gun to sweep them, and then wait for the banelings to come out and chop them three times. Repeat this three times and the giant will be dead." Cheng Yijiu muttered this, but his men did not fire at the giant. If possible, Cheng Yijiu did not want to waste ammunition, and the key point was that it seemed that there was no benefit in killing the giant.

The giant had also spotted them, and Cheng Yijiu thought it was their presence that triggered the simultaneous appearance of the giant. The giant then took the initiative to attack them—standing upright, it reached a height of about twelve or thirteen meters, just over half a head taller than the roof. The monster grabbed a handful of dirt from the ground, clenched it, and threw it over.

Cheng Yijiu quickly pulled Aso behind a stone pillar. The thrown dirt was as powerful as shotgun shells, crackling and sending debris flying from the stone pillar. The monster then grabbed the edge of the roof with one huge hand and began to exert force. This guy must have been mentally unstable, not considering whether the roof could support his weight, and only thinking about climbing up.

How could it possibly be okay? Cheng Yijiu unleashed a burst of fire from his AR-15, aiming at the giant's exposed eyeballs. Two shots blew out the eyeballs, and the bullets likely lodged in the brain. The giant's vitality was incredibly tenacious. Even after being blinded and shot in the brain, he still roared in pain, flailing his arms wildly, forcing Cheng Yijiu to step back.

The monster stopped bleeding after a short time, and not only did it stop bleeding, but it even began to heal—Cheng Yijiu even noticed that the monster's eyeballs were regenerating. This was extremely rare. Cheng Yijiu had never expected that a special giant created by parasites could actually regenerate damaged or missing organs like lower animals and salamanders.

"Oh, this is very interesting. It's a pity that the giant really cannot be considered a qualified biological weapon." Cheng Yijiu calmly pulled the trigger at the giant, "It's too big, too slow and too stupid." The AR15 was still in semi-automatic mode. Cheng Yijiu used this weapon to accurately deliver 5.56 bullets into the monster's skull and torso.

"If it appears in front of those Americans, it will be able to scare them at first, but it will be useless afterwards." Cheng Yijiu thought, "The truly terrible biological weapons are fleas, mosquitoes, flies and other insects that can come into contact with humans." But it seems that the T virus or G virus is difficult to infect normal arthropods unless special experiments are conducted on invertebrates.

The spread of the virus in Raccoon City was also due to the spread of infected rats. Birds also seem to have a certain resistance to the virus, and may even inactivate it. "While this monster's skin is certainly resistant to cold weapons, it remains as soft as butter when facing modern weapons." After Cheng Yijiu emptied a magazine, the giant fell heavily to the ground.

Tentacle-like parasites jutted out from his back, seemingly ineffective. Cheng Yijiu wasn't interested in jumping down and hacking at them with his knife. He casually fired a few shots at the exposed insects with his rifle, and soon they were crushed and began to decompose and rot on the giant's back. The giant was just oversized meat, only a threat. Even wearing oversized heavy-duty body armor was useless—body armor couldn't stop a 20mm cannon round.

On second thought, the Parasite Cult in the fourth generation was indeed more of a hobby; all their "biological weapons" were substandard. The elevator arrived, and Cheng Yijiu had already loaded the magazine, ready to greet the Tyrant. The elevator door warped, then ripped open. The Tyrant had indeed transformed—the restraining coat had vanished, and the Tyrant had grown significantly larger.

Moreover, a black shell like volcanic ash began to appear on his body, which looked like muscle armor. The tyrant's arms and hands were particularly developed, and the nails on his hands grew and fused into the shape of knives. Cheng Yijiu had seen this kind of close combat posture in the game, and it was a very unsuccessful type.

Biological weapons used in close combat were undoubtedly a failure. Cheng Yijiu believed that possessing continuous healing abilities, terrifying stamina, and strength, along with the ability to control heavy weaponry, would be the wisest choice. He wasn't afraid of the current Tyrant at all, and fired his rifle as well. This time, the armor of this thing actually worked well—it actually blocked the bullet.

Although the Tyrant stumbled a bit, the bullet didn't penetrate his carapace. After the monster transformed, its movement speed increased significantly, so it wasn't easy to hit it in the head. Cheng Yijiu could only walk around the pillar. If the Tyrant, waving his huge claws, hit the stone pillar, fragments would fly everywhere, and the stone pillar could be cracked by him.

Aso had already hidden in the corner. Tyrant didn't pay any attention to her, but instead focused on Cheng Yijiu to attack. Cheng Yijiu also carefully put Aso behind his back, which he did every time he shot, because otherwise the stray bullet might hit the girl. From now on, Cheng Yijiu aimed at Tyrant's legs, especially the knee joints.

Compared with this guy's developed upper body, the knee joint is definitely a vulnerable part. The kinetic energy of a rifle bullet is much stronger than that of a pistol. Cheng Yijiu's two successful shots have slowed down the tyrant's speed - the knee joint of one leg was broken, and the healing ability of this thing is not that exaggerated.

Cheng Yijiu fired a third time, this time severing one of the Tyrant's legs cleanly at the knee. This slowed the Tyrant's movement to an unacceptable level, giving Cheng Yijiu the chance to aim calmly at its head. The Tyrant raised its claws to protect its face. Cheng Yijiu fired several times, the bullets igniting sparks as they struck the claws. The claws were perhaps even harder than steel.

But when it hits the palm, the effect is quite good, and it can penetrate it. However, the tissue of the palm is extremely tough, and coupled with the hardness of the bones and shell, it makes it like shooting at composite armor. Even if it penetrates the palm and hits the tyrant's head, the lethality is not enough, and at most it can only break some skin.

"Keep suppressing the shooting. After your palm is broken, it's time to 'stop the skill' again." Cheng Yijiu directly adjusted to the automatic mode and started shooting.

Chapter 19 Changes

The Tyrant's liberation mode was truly useless. The automatic fire from Cheng Yijiu's AR15 easily shredded the Tyrant's defensive palms and smashed through his entire head. The two-meter-tall biochemical weapon collapsed to the ground, twitching. "It should be able to evolve, right? But I think the more it evolves, the less useful it becomes. It's more likely to be destroyed by modern weaponry."

The most terrifying thing about Tyrants is their initial form, followed by the virus they carry. As for their evolved forms, they're just a curiosity; a few random weapons can easily take them out. A small squad of American soldiers can easily take out a Tyrant. Especially with this evolved Tyrant, even if its armor can block bullets like heavy body armor, it can't stop rockets or 7.62mm machine gun rounds.

Not to mention the car-mounted Lao Gan Ma, which the Tyrant's armor couldn't possibly withstand. So why bother building a Tyrant? Games are games, but fantasy worlds are largely based on the real world. Even if there are Tyrants, they need to possess tactical intelligence and be equipped with super-heavy body armor, handheld machine guns, recoilless guns, multi-mounted bazookas, and various portable missiles.

But biological weapons, if they possessed human-like intelligence, wouldn't they be very obedient to commands? Or is their intelligence simply limited to executing commands sent through earpieces? This would be difficult to adjust, so the most suitable biological weapons would be various pathogens and viruses, with the most research needed on how to spread them.

"Umbrella Corporation has taken the wrong path. They should use this technology to research and develop solutions for genetic diseases, difficult and complicated diseases and cancer, artificial organs and most importantly, human life extension technology. This is the right way to make money far more than any biological weapons." Cheng Yijiu thought as he watched the tyrant twitching on the ground, seeing that the tissues in this guy's body were not dead, but were still trembling and growing.

"By the way, what kind of nutrition does this thing rely on to keep transforming? It would be great if we could use this technology to supplement the nutrition of patients." Cheng Yijiu muttered, and looked around. There was no gasoline or anything, otherwise he would have poured it on and set it on fire - there seemed to be no protein that could remain unchanged under a high temperature of 500 or 600 degrees, right?

After all, this tyrant is still a carbon-based creature, relying on proteins to survive, so flames can really burn it to death. Since there is no way, then find a way to get off the roof. Cheng Yijiu felt that he might be getting closer to his goal. The elevator was broken, and Cheng Yijiu didn't want to go down the stairs, so he found a rope and tried to rappel.

A noticeable air current appeared in the sky, tearing the original mist into strands. "Damn it! They're forcing me to take the stairs!" Cheng Yijiu cursed, quickly leading Aso to the inner staircase. Before closing the door, Cheng Yijiu saw the thing overhead—its wingspan was almost fifteen meters, like an oversized bat, except its head had become alien-like, covered in fangs, and it had more than one leg...

The lower half of the monster's body was essentially a rather large insect, segmented like a scorpion or centipede, with three pairs of knife-like limbs. At the end of its abdomen was a pair of large, scissor-like appendages. Cheng Yijiu didn't bother to scold it any further, so he simply closed the door and ran downstairs—given the monster's size, there was no way it could fit into the staircase.

The stairwell was indeed full of trouble. Cheng Yijiu spotted large rats with red eyes, the size of sheep, covered in ulcers. He had Aso use a shotgun to clear the way, while the more troublesome ones were dealt with with a rifle. "Still have to be careful not to get infected," Cheng Yijiu muttered to himself.

Fortunately, the T virus and the G virus are not airborne. They are not even transmitted through aerosols but rely on body fluids for infection. This makes the situation a lot safer. As long as you are careful not to be bitten or scratched by these creatures, and do not inhale or swallow the tissues and body fluids of these monsters, there will be no big problem.