As Orsaga worked, music humming in the background, he continued welding components together with casual ease.
Suddenly—
"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"
A long, slender metal tube beside him launched several sharpened steel rods at blinding speed.
A series of heavy impacts followed, and crimson blood began to pour down from the ceiling above.
Looking up, Orsaga spotted a creature clinging to the ceiling—one that resembled a skinned bullfrog.
Its head and torso had been pierced through by three steel rods, pinning it firmly in place.
Despite its brain being destroyed, its limbs continued twitching violently, its strong vitality refusing to give up so easily.
But under the corrosive substance Orsaga had coated the rods with, the thing quickly lost all strength.
In just a few seconds, it fell completely still.
He had sensed the creature's malicious intent the moment it crept in.
But frankly, he couldn't be bothered to deal with it himself.
After all, he'd spent over ten minutes rigging together these automatic electromagnetic weapons from car batteries, store shelves, wires, surveillance cameras, computer chips… you name it.
There were four units in total, all linked to the supermarket's twenty CCTV cameras, along with additional ones he'd salvaged from various smartphones. Coordinated through several modified computers running in tandem, they monitored every inch of the supermarket.
Anything over three centimeters in size couldn't escape detection.
And once an intruder was confirmed, the electromagnetic weapons would fire steel rods at four times the speed of sound with pinpoint accuracy.
Sure, due to power and material limitations, they couldn't punch through tanks.
But in this world of Resident Evil, dispatching zombies and similar trash was a piece of cake.
To be extra thorough, Orsaga had even coated the rods in a custom solvent made from a mix of chili powder, dish soap, desiccant, hoisin sauce, Indian aphrodisiac oil, and a dash of Ganges holy water—an improvised cell-dissolving agent to ensure anything hit by the rods died a very ugly death.
As time passed, a new machine, about ten square meters in size, began to take shape under Orsaga's methodical hands.
It looked something like a sealed stovetop with an exhaust hood attached—tightly enclosed on all sides, save for a single input port and a long pipe that extended out the back of the supermarket.
The internal structure was completely hidden, and its controls? There was only one red button: power on, power off. That's it.
Simple. Efficient. Brutal.
After double-checking everything, Orsaga tossed aside the electric drill and pulled out a map of Raccoon City.
Now that the machine was ready, it was time to acquire a virus sample…
"Hmm… hospital? Biolab? Yeah, those'll do."
After a moment's consideration, he picked his target.
Then, he plopped himself down on another of his contraptions.
This one resembled a wheelchair strapped with four electric fans—no outer shell, fully exposed circuitry and frame. It looked so shoddy that anyone else might've doubted it could even get off the ground.
But Orsaga didn't care. It was just a temporary ride thrown together with leftover parts.
Settling into the seat, he flipped a switch.
The makeshift flying machine hummed to life as its battery and diesel engine roared into motion. The welded metal fan blades began spinning rapidly.
Soon, under the propulsion of compressed airflow, the device lifted off the ground.
Guided by a simple joystick, it ascended through the supermarket's rooftop skylight and vanished into the night sky—headed straight for the hospital.
Despite its rough appearance, the flight speed—thanks to a rear jet booster—was actually faster than a conventional helicopter.
And much quieter too—about as loud as a household fan.
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On the street below...
A group was carefully making its way down a side road.
"Hmm?"
Draco looked up sharply, scanning the sky.
Huang Liu asked, "What is it?"
Scratching his head, Draco replied uncertainly, "I thought I just heard a helicopter overhead…"
But the sky was calm and empty.
Huang Liu shrugged. "Must've been your imagination."
Just then, a young blond man walking with them chimed in curiously, "Hey, are you two in the military? Your shooting's top-notch."
Draco glanced at him, judged him harmless, and nodded. "Yeah. He and I both served. Just in different branches."
The blond man's eyes lit up with gratitude. "That explains it. If you hadn't shown up when you did, I'd probably be dead on my first day on the job!"
Draco just chuckled. "No big deal. It was on the way."
This team of Purgators had originally planned to find Jill Valentine at the police station and hitch a ride out on the evac chopper.
But upon arrival, they found the place under siege—dozens of Lickers and hundreds of zombies had completely overrun the station.
Fortunately, American police officers—seasoned veterans of both citizen suppression and monster hunting—responded with ruthless efficiency.
Even with the Purgators' help, the battle was brutal.
They lost three teammates, and the local cops—along with Jill—were reduced to just four survivors.
The total headcount hadn't changed… but the team composition had.
Walking nearby, Li Wei had been listening to the conversation, thinking nothing of it—until the blond man casually mentioned, "It's my first day on the job."
Li Wei's brows twitched slightly.
He turned, pretending to be casual, and asked, "Hey, you look kinda familiar. Have we met before? I'm Li Wei. Ring any bells?"
Both Huang Liu and Draco glanced at him, puzzled by the random question.
"Li Wei?"
The blond man studied his face seriously for a moment, then shook his head. "Sorry, doesn't ring a bell. Oh, right—my name's Leon Scott Kennedy. Just arrived in Raccoon City today. Maybe you've got me mixed up with someone else?"
Li Wei's facial muscles twitched ever so slightly.
He forced a smile and apologized politely: "Ah, must be a case of mistaken identity."
But inside? He was screaming.
'Fuck—it really is you!, Raccoon City's rookie cop!. The walking death flag! The legendary "Leon S. Kennedy"!'
'Wasn't this guy the main character from the Resident Evil games?. In the movies, he only made a brief appearance in Resident Evil 5 before vanishing again. So why the hell was he showing up in Resident Evil 2: Apocalypse, the second movie?'
'And paired with Jill no less?, Riding the same evac chopper as Leon Kennedy? That thing was as good as exploded already!. That helicopter's doomed. No way I'm boarding that thing now.'
With that disturbing realization, Li Wei recalled the system's note: "27% Plot Deviation."
'So that's what it meant?. This world was a fusion of Resident Evil: The Movie and Resident Evil: The Game?
Goddamn it...
Compared to the limited budget of the movies, the game universe had way more terrifying bio-weapons. This wasn't going to be easy.'
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