Chapter 263 Raccoon City

A few days ago, a Daoist named Morgan Blackhand came to the Spider Web Cave.

He was a disciple of the Hundred-Eyed Daoist and had been initiated into the temple for over a hundred years.

Now, in order to cultivate a secret technique, he found a quiet place in the cave to cocoon himself for seclusion.

The second sister of the Zhu family informed Chen Nuo of this, her tone carrying a hint of complaint.

"What does our martial uncle take this Spider Web Cave for?"

Chen Nuo naturally knew this Daoist's background.

He was one of the six brothers of Meishan, acting under the True Lord's orders to assist the Destined One in overcoming disasters and passing tribulations.

It seems the five-hundred-year deadline must be approaching; the Destined One should have already set off.

The Eastern and Western Heavens are using the Great Sage's relics as a 'trial,' intending to reenact the journey to the West.

Besides these two parties, Maitreya and the True Lord also have their own schemes and plans in play.

We shall see who gets the last laugh.

If it's convenient, it wouldn't be impossible to give the Great Sage Sun a helping hand.

Having an eye-catching monkey blocking the way ahead is not a bad thing.

Thinking this, Chen Nuo saw the second sister off, then sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and brought his consciousness into the pure white space.

It was rarely lively this time; the old Nuos had all gathered.

Moreover, two newcomers had arrived, and one could tell at a glance that they were just another couple of useless accessories.

"This police uniform is quite seductive; look at that perky butt."

The custom-loving Nuo whistled.

"Wait! Who are you guys? Don't come over here!"

The young man wearing the Liberty police uniform let out a terrified scream, and his butt was subsequently smacked hard,

with a 'slap.'

Assimilation complete.

"..."

The expression on the face of the Chen Nuo from Raccoon City refreshed instantly, his eyes rolling back into his head.

Is it fun to scare yourself?

"It's very fun."

The custom-loving Chen Nuo nodded.

As for the other newcomer nearby, he looked quite novel.

He was dressed like a farmer, holding a manure fork in his hand with a bit of blood stained on it.

Being watched by a crowd of old Nuos, he felt a bit nervous and subconsciously blurted out a question.

"Want to play a round of Gwent?"

(World: Resident Evil)

"Thump, thump!"

Violent knocking on the window woke Chen Nuo from the driver's seat.

"Sir! Help me!!"

Chen Nuo turned his head to look and saw a middle-aged man pressing his neck firmly, blood continuously flowing from between his fingers.

The next second, the man collapsed, unable to hold on any longer.

The street had already descended into chaos.

Fire began to spread, and the shop alarms were piercingly loud.

Terrified people were scurrying around like headless flies, trying to find a safe place.

With a 'slap.'

The man who had just collapsed stood up and slapped the glass, leaving a bloody handprint.

His entire appearance had completely changed,

and not a trace of reason could be seen in his pale pupils; only the instinct to feed remained.

This appearance and posture could be described with one word.

Zombie.

"Resident Evil, huh."

Chen Nuo ignored it and muttered to himself.

It had a feeling of waking from a long dream.

"Hey, hey, hey, Mark, are you still alive?"

Chen Nuo said, pressing the radio on his body.

The night patrol officers were in pairs; Chen Nuo had a Black partner.

No sound came from the radio.

He tried contacting the police station again, but it was still the same.

Chen Nuo looked up and saw his partner stumbling out of a store, surrounded by a group of zombies.

This is what they call coming from the people and returning to the people.

He hadn't slept for long, so how did the situation deteriorate so rapidly?

Forget it, they were colleagues after all.

Chen Nuo took out his pistol, pushed open the car door, and from fifty meters away, shot directly at the head.

Emmm, didn't kill him.

The bullet was stuck in the skull.

The small-caliber pistol provided by the police station had very limited power.

"This crappy squirt gun."

Chen Nuo cursed, backhanded the zombie lunging at him, and with a light twist, its neck bone snapped like a withered branch.

Sixteen Nuo-power.

If he punched a person with that, they would turn into pulp.

The general environment of this world is a bit poor.

But there are benefits to it being poor; Chen Nuo only needs to lift his head slightly to hit the world's ceiling.

Chen Nuo fired another shot, the bullet hitting the same spot, finally letting his partner lie down.

"Is there anyone who needs help?"

Chen Nuo asked, looking around.

No one responded, only the low growls of zombies could be heard. The fast ones were already gone, and the slow ones had joined the ranks of the zombies, merging into the collective.

Just as Chen Nuo was preparing to stretch, a commotion like a demolition job rang out from upstairs.

A woman clutching her abdomen stumbled onto the balcony, her gaze meeting Chen Nuo's.

"Yo, good evening, Jill."

Chen Nuo waved his hand with a smile on his face.

A beautiful day begins with seeing Jill.

Jill Valentine, a member of the Raccoon City Police Department's Special Tactics and Rescue Service (S.T.A.R.S.) Alpha Team.

She was completely different from a street cop like Chen Nuo.

The latter was the type in the police station who just lived to eat and wait for death.

At a young age, he had already become an unshakeable old hand.

The two were colleagues, though they didn't usually interact, they at least knew each other.

"Nuo?!"

Jill was startled; she only had time to shout this before the Nemesis arrived behind her.

That fist, like a battering ram, fell, making it look like a demolition.

Because of Chen Nuo's interruption, Jill missed the best time to dodge and was forced to flip over the railing.

Falling from this three-story height was no joke.

However, the expected pain did not occur.

Jill looked at Chen Nuo's face above her line of sight and knew what had happened.

"Thank you."

"Perfect figure, the weight is just right."

Chen Nuo said, while gently weighing the Jill in his arms.

"You can put me down now."

Jill's face still retained the terror of being hunted by the Nemesis; even being held in Chen Nuo's arms, she didn't have a ripple of emotion; she hadn't even realized it yet.

How could an ordinary person so easily catch her falling from the third floor?

Chen Nuo heard this and released his hands.

Just as Jill's feet hit the ground, the Nemesis also jumped down. The heavy landing sound made Jill's heart jump, and she subconsciously grabbed Chen Nuo's wrist.

"Run!"

However, this exertion almost dragged Jill to the ground.

"Run from what?"

Chen Nuo stood still without moving a muscle.

"What are you doing? That thing is not something we can handle!"

Jill hadn't realized where the problem lay and said with a serious face.

"There's something I've always wanted to say."

Chen Nuo stepped forward regardless.

"What?"

"Freeze, police! Put your hands where I can see them."

Chen Nuo shouted sternly.

Previously, this line was always shouted by his partner.

That guy had a fierce dark face and was more intimidating, whereas Chen Nuo's handsome mixed-race face would only be used by people to tease him.

As everyone knows, there is no discrimination in the United States.

This is just a part of freedom.

"...Are you crazy?"

Jill couldn't help but exclaim frantically.

She really suspected that everything that happened tonight had seriously stimulated Chen Nuo's nerves.

If there was still a chance to survive.

Jill would definitely take Chen Nuo to see a psychiatrist.

Well, she also had to see one herself.

The mansion operation two months ago had left Jill with severe psychological trauma, and now she had been hunted by the Nemesis all the way; she felt her condition seemed to have worsened.

Watching Chen Nuo approach her, even though he wasn't its target, the Nemesis still raised its fist.

Just as it was about to fall.

Jill didn't care about her own safety; she lunged at Chen Nuo, trying to save him.

However, even though she hung onto him, she couldn't knock Chen Nuo down.

This time, Jill finally realized something was wrong.

Looking back, she saw the Nemesis's fist blocked by Chen Nuo's hand, casually and lightly.

"Jill, if you want to be a good accessory, please stay a bit further away, otherwise this guy's blood will splash onto your pretty face in a moment."

"By the way, what do you usually use for hydration? How is your skin so supple?"

Chen Nuo's words were clearly out of place for the current scene.

It made Jill feel a strong sense of dissonance.

Could it be that she hadn't woken up yet and was just dreaming?

But the pain in her body was constantly reminding her that all of this was real.

This Nemesis was currently Umbrella Corporation's proudest work.

As a weapon, it was undoubtedly qualified, and even possessed a certain ability to think.

But as a life form, the defects in its intelligence were still very obvious.

Just like other infected zombies, the Nemesis had also lost the basic judgment and cognition of danger.

Even if it used all its strength, it couldn't shake Chen Nuo, but it still had no intention of retreating; it only had the logical thought of completing the mission.

Seeing Jill still right in front of him, the Nemesis suddenly lowered its head and smashed down.

If this had hit.

Then Jill wouldn't have a life left.

However, Chen Nuo had foreseen the Nemesis's intention and kicked out with a front kick.

Only a tearing sound was heard.

The Nemesis was gone, leaving only two bound arms on the ground.

"..."

Jill stared with wide eyes, fixedly looking at Chen Nuo; that gaze seemed like she wanted to strip his clothes off.

"Falling for me?"

Chen Nuo turned a blind eye, full of smiles.

"...Don't be narcissistic."

"Don't like it? Then just doing it is fine too."

Chen Nuo shrugged his shoulders.

Jill had been teased twice in a row and couldn't keep her composure, so she could only glare at him fiercely and change the subject.

"Leave quickly, it's not safe here."

The surrounding zombies seemed to answer this as they kept closing in.

Now was not the time to investigate the problems with Chen Nuo.

Jill was not some brainless keyboard feminist.

How could she? If Chen Nuo could kick the Nemesis flying with one kick, if that same kick landed on her, could she even put herself back together?

What's more, he had saved her.

"Don't rush, that guy is still breathing."

Chen Nuo interrupted, walked up, pushed aside the buried rubble and rocks, and dragged out the incomplete Nemesis.

This Nemesis had been implanted with NE-α cells, which is biological parasitic enhancement technology, gaining extremely strong adaptive evolution capabilities.

So much so that it had to wear this tight-fitting apparatus to restrain its uncontrollable mutation and evolution.

Coupled with the characteristics of the T-Virus itself, its vitality was extremely tenacious.

Except for the brain parasitized by the organism, there were no vital points on its body.

However, Chen Nuo's kick just now had caused severe damage to the Nemesis's body, so it really couldn't move for the time being.

Chen Nuo picked up a dagger, cut open the Nemesis's chest, and dug out an information device.

"What is that?"

"You can think of it as a locator."

Chen Nuo finished speaking, stepped on the Nemesis's head, and completely finished it off, then looked down at Jill who was clutching her waist and asked.

"You're injured, how is it? I have a first aid kit in my car."

"No need, just a bit of bruising, it's nothing."

Jill shook her head.

Her physique was not something an ordinary person could compare to; if someone else had been hit by the Nemesis through a wall, their ribs would have been shattered, but Jill only had a bruise.

"By the way, give me your gun."

Jill suddenly remembered something and turned around to say.

Before Chen Nuo could answer, she proactively reached out to take it.

"What are you taking my gun for?"

"I think you don't need this thing, you'd better give it to me."

Jill said, skillfully checking the pistol, confirming the ammunition, and even taking the holster Chen Nuo was going to use, not forgetting to correct him at the end.

"Also, I am very beautiful, but I am not an accessory; you should remember, I am one of the very few women who passed the Delta Force special training."

"Alright, beautiful Miss Jill."

Chen Nuo followed behind Jill. Ordinary zombies hadn't formed a scale yet; their movement speed was relatively slow, and the danger level was average. Ordinary people just needed to avoid them.

While breaking out of the zombie encirclement, Jill gave a brief explanation.

"All of this must have something to do with the Umbrella Corporation. Two months ago, I was ordered to go to the Arklay Mountains to search for the missing Bravo Team, and I saw these ghost things."

"Whether you believe it or not, my captain, Albert Wesker, collaborated with the Umbrella Corporation to conduct some kind of dangerous biochemical experiment, and what you see is their result."

"I tried to expose these... but as you can see, I was suspended, and the rapid response team was disbanded."

"So that's how it is."

Chen Nuo nodded, giving an expression of trust.

"You believe what I said?"

Jill was stunned; for the first time in these days, she had received trust from someone other than those who experienced it.

Umbrella Corporation's public relations crisis management was too good.

And there were a large number of their people in the high levels of Raccoon City.

From the first day she escaped the mansion, Jill had been trying hard to expose all of this.

But the results don't need to be detailed.

Turning black into white, covering the sky with one hand.

It was already a stroke of luck that Jill hadn't ended up in jail.

"Wait, I think I forgot someone."

Jill paused, remembered something, and looked towards the end of the street.

Sure enough, Brad, wearing a yellow vest, was running forward, panting, obviously having been chasing for a while.

He was also a Raccoon City police officer who participated in the operation two months ago with Jill. He was the only survivor in the team besides Jill, and he was the one who discovered the Nemesis's pursuit and notified Jill.

Judging by his figure, he wasn't a combatant, but he had good technical skills and information gathering abilities.

"You, you two, I've been shouting for a long time..."

Brad's voice carried a hint of resentment.