Infinite Terror: Infinite Reversal

Chapter 201 Shelter
Mu Xiang waved his hand dismissively, and the entire iron fence creaked: "If you don't come over, you'll have to go around yourself."

Carlos then noticed that the others had already casually crawled under the iron fence. He chuckled awkwardly, lowered his head slightly, and also went behind the fence.

Mu Xiang loosened his grip, and the iron gate, now free, immediately fell, leaving a loud metallic clang in the empty subway entrance.

“There must be zombies invading this subway entrance, which is why they put down the iron gate…” Mu Xiang turned to look at the crowd, “There’s a lot of blood on those posters outside, clearly splattered… and they must be the newest ones.”

Mu Xiang said something through the mind chain, and Ba Wang immediately replied, "That's right... it's the smell of very fresh blood."

Jill and Carlos both looked at the burly, half-naked man. Visually, this guy was actually the most unusual of the four of them... They had all accepted the concepts of zombies and bio-weapons, but this guy had directly become a mythical creature, which was a bit ahead of his time.

“His nose is very sensitive…” Mu Xiang smiled. “You can’t go wrong trusting him.”

Carlos's face twitched, and he led the group inside.

Jill asked curiously, "You said he was a little different from you guys... Is that all there is to it? The Umbrella Corporation can even create werewolves and things like that?"

Mu Xiang nodded: "That's right... Aren't you investigating the Umbrella Corporation's biochemical testing base? He is the most successful test subject of another project."

Jill scrutinized the Overlord's Eastern European features, then asked somewhat uncertainly, "What kind of experimental base is he from?"

“An experimental base in Eastern Europe, which he said was in a village…” Mu Xiang pushed up his glasses. “They created genetically modified chimeric species of humans and wolves there, what you would call werewolves. But other werewolves are either only partially wolf-like or have completely turned into beasts… Only he can change relatively flexibly.”

“Well…” Jill said in a low voice, “If I had the chance, I’d really like to see it for myself…”

Mu Xiang was obviously just talking nonsense; he'd only heard about werewolves from spoilers for Resident Evil 8. He wasn't really sure what the details were... after all, the game wasn't released until May, and he was still on winter break when he transmigrated.

[Looking at it from the perspective of a real-world dimension, this world might still have related storylines... Does this count as uncovering side quests? If that's the case, the hidden missions in the Resident Evil world are incredibly abundant.]

Carlos overheard this and casually remarked as he walked forward, "Heh, could it be that the big frog that old bird was talking about is actually a hybrid of a human and a frog?"

[He's talking about The Hunter, right...? I cried when I encountered this as a child.]

Unpleasant memories flashed through Mu Xiang's mind, but he said seriously, "He must be talking about the Hunter... one of the company's most successful bioweapons, which began production more than ten years ago. It's the result of transplanting human DNA into the genome of a fertilized amphibian egg... In your words, it is indeed a hybrid."

"Holy crap, really?" Carlos cursed, turning to look at Mu Xiang. "You really saw this in the company's files?"

Mu Xiang casually replied, "One of my senior brothers participated in the research and development..."

Carlos's palms were sweating a little. He shifted the position of the rocket launcher in his hand again: "That old bird wasn't lying to me?"

"It's just a bit of an exaggeration... What good would it do him to lie to you?" Mu Xiang waved his hand. "Do you think you're some silly girl worth lying to? By the way, where's that guy? If he's seen bio-weapons, I'll have something to talk to you guys about later."

Carlos said with a wry smile, "He... was torn to pieces by three long-tongued monsters the night before last."

"Lickers..." Mu Xiang sighed. "What a coincidence, my senior brother was also torn to pieces by the hunters that escaped." Zheng Zha complained in the mind chain, "So you're such a chatterbox? Didn't you say you were most afraid of zombies? How come you play so many games?"

"Nonsense, what's the point of playing this game if I'm not afraid?" Mu Xiang retorted in his mind without hesitation.

"I didn't realize you were a masochist."

"You masochist, you keep asking me to come over and beat you up all day long, try to heal yourself."

Zheng Zha almost flew into a rage: "Didn't you trick me into thinking there would be benefits? How did it turn into me begging for it?!"

While the two were rambling on in the mind-chain, Carlos led everyone to the outside of several subway cars: "This is our shelter."

Mu Xiang nodded slightly, then followed him inside.

The carriage was empty except for one person sitting on a row of chairs, looking up at Carlos... and the people behind him.

“Oh, Carlos…it seems you’ve brought back a group of unusual people,” he said casually. “Did you rescue them?”

Carlos shook his head: "I can't say... I encountered them while I was hiding from those things."

Mu Xiang looked at the man, who was wearing a beret. Although his hair and beard were messy and his clothes were dirty and tattered, the beret was neatly made.

To be fair, this man is definitely not old... at most fifty years old, but the deep lines on his face, as well as his gray hair and beard, make him look much older.

However, his eyes remained bright and piercing. Even though he was sitting there alone, with one hand covering his bleeding abdomen, his gaze still carried an imposing air.

Judging from his appearance alone, he certainly couldn't be described as having a kind face, but he gave off a reliable feeling... This kind of appearance made it easy for Mu Xiang to develop a liking for him.

Mu Xiang recognized him at first glance; this was Carlos's captain... Captain D, Michel Victor.

Carlos frowned as he noticed that the injury Michelle was covering seemed to have worsened, and reached for the spray: "Has it gotten worse?"

Michel didn't answer. He sized up the five people who entered, nodding inwardly... The most conspicuous was actually Jill; her STARS outfit was very recognizable. Michel not only recognized the team's name, but could even vaguely make out Jill... I think her name was something like Valentine?

Although the people behind them weren't dressed like that, they were still somewhat different from each other in a few steps.

Michelle's insight was so keen that she could tell at a glance the difference between someone who had fought a life-or-death battle and an ordinary person... In terms of experience, the burly Russian man at the back of the group should be the most experienced; in terms of caution, the incredibly handsome Chinese man should be the first, his every move exuding vigilance, as if he would immediately launch a counterattack if threatened.

But if you had to pick who was the most formidable… Michelle instinctively felt it was the Chinese-American boy in the lead; it was just a gut feeling. And at that moment, that boy was also sizing her up.

(End of this chapter)