At the sight.
Sanders's right hand gripped a mouse with a physical trackball, double-clicking the red triangle on the screen.
After the double-click, nothing on the desktop changed, but the speakers emitted a stiff, cold female voice:
"Mr. Sui, hello."
Hearing this,
Sanders narrowed his eyes at the monitor, thought for a moment, then asked, "I want to know what your and White Queen's main duties are—what exactly can you do?"
"My role is to manage and protect all Umbrella assets. My core is beneath the Arklay Laboratory under the Raccoon City mansion.
I can monitor, eavesdrop, and infiltrate via networks, but the military nets of major powers are isolated; for now I can't breach them.
If a company facility faces an emergency that upper management fails to notice, I'm authorized to mobilize the Umbrella Biohazard Countermeasure Service (UBCS), corporate security personnel, and the rapid-response Umbrella Security Service (USS).
White Queen's role is to ensure profitability across all company divisions; her core sits in the underground lab beneath the Paris headquarters.
She gathers intelligence and data online to craft the most profitable strategies for the company.
When required, we cooperate to crush rival corporations from multiple angles.
Only the board of directors and a handful of veteran employees know of our existence, but from now on, White Queen and I will obey Mr. Sui alone."
'Oh? One for war, one for wealth—nice.'
After red queen's briefing, Sanders understood the two AIs' primary functions.
Suddenly, a wild thought flashed through his mind… become Umbrella's ruler.
Whether in games or films, Umbrella is a behemoth across industries, wielding black-bag tech even governments lack.
In the games, after the Raccoon City incident Umbrella's stock crashed, its name became mud, and the U.S. government led a coalition of corporations to blockade and suppress it from every side.
Only with the death of the last founding member did the giant finally topple.
Organizations and companies that had never before seen daylight—and even a few small nations—used the massive leak of talent and tech to trade up their gear overnight, becoming industry leaders.
In the late-game, certain bosses boasted they'd revive or surpass Umbrella, rather like how after Lü Bu's death in *Romance of the Three Kingdoms*, everyone claimed Lü Bu-level courage.
Controlling Umbrella at its zenith meant money, tech, private armies—and the strength to confront anomalies worldwide.
With Red and White Queen's loyalty and the system's help, Sanders was inspired to preserve Umbrella and make it his own.
With his goal set, he now needed to break it into steps.
First, finish the remaining two draws and figure out how the system worked; second, stop Raccoon City's annihilation.
Once the plan was clear, Sanders mentally told the system, 'System, I'll do two draws.'
[Acknowledged. Conducting second draw… Congratulations, Host: Super-Soldier Serum from *The Falcon and the Winter Soldier*.]
The moment the system spoke, a single-use auto-injector in a protective shell materialized to the right of the mousepad.
Through the clear glass wall, a deep-blue fluid was visible—the very Super-Soldier Serum the system had mentioned.
"Huh?" Sanders exclaimed.
He'd speed-watched *The Falcon and the Winter Soldier* a few months earlier and forgotten most of the plot.
One thing he did remember: the serum in that show had virtually no side effects, unlike the ones in *Captain America: The First Avenger* or *The Incredible Hulk*.
Just as he stared at the serum, the system's cold voice rang in his head again.
[Conducting third draw… Congratulations, Host: Mechanical Exoskeleton tech from *Call of Duty: Advanced Warfare*.]
As the system finished, a black USB flash drive appeared on the desktop beside the mousepad.
'Oh? Not bad!' Sanders couldn't help exclaiming, then told the system, 'Explain your functions.'
[My primary duty is to assist the Host's survival in this world; I will issue missions at irregular intervals.
If the Host completes a mission within the time limit, he will receive one draw chance and corresponding points.
Mission failure incurs no penalty.
Points are calculated based on mission difficulty and completion rate.
The Host can spend points in the system store to exchange for weapons, gear, or tech.
The store has eight slots; it refreshes randomly every sixty days, though the Host may pay 100 points to refresh manually.
To open the store, the Host need only think the command.]
"Hmm…" After the system's self-introduction, Sanders muttered, "Web-novel tropes really don't lie."
Missions.
Draws.
Points.
Store.
The system might lack emotion, but it's efficient and straight to the point.
Next, Sanders entered the store by thinking the command.
A holographic interface materialized before him: a two-by-four grid, eight slots in total.
Each slot held a color thumbnail of an item and the point cost.
But when Sanders saw the items, he figured his luck had run out.
They were all junk—like the Dragon Lore AWP from CS:GO or the CF M4A1-Thunder God.
Real-world gun skins and melee finishes?
Ugh… pretty useless.
The only thing that caught his eye was the MA5B assault rifle from *Halo*, priced at 300 points.
And the exchange didn't just give the gun—it included full schematics for the model.
If Umbrella's elite USS troops were outfitted with MA5Bs and Mechanical Exoskeletons, they could steamroll any bio-weapon.
Give a set to Leon and Chris, and they'd be airborne in no time.