Infinite Terror: Infinite Reversal

Chapter 211 Our Thoughts
Mu Xiang and Zheng Zha each took a short time. After Zheng Zha single-handedly held off all the pursuers and burned them away, Mu Xiang arrived as well.

"What a thrilling horror scene." Mu Xiang casually walked through the Red Flame's blockade zone and patted Zheng Zha on the shoulder.

Zheng Zha put away the red flames: "They should all be dealt with."

Mu Xiang nodded: "Those that were set aside to deal with me are all gone... at least this mission was a success."

"Of course, if they really want to make things difficult for us, they can arrange for a bunch of monsters to block the tracks..." Mu Xiang shrugged, revealing a mocking smile, "but with Zhan Lan's mental scan, there probably won't be any problems."

Zheng Zha and Mu Xiang ran in the direction the train had left. After thinking for a moment, he asked, "What if William comes to block our way?"

Mu Xiang pushed up his glasses: "Although I can't rule out that possibility, I have a contingency plan... One of the trackers devoured a lot of flesh and blood, including other tyrants and trackers, as I've told you. But the three tyrants I killed in that battle weren't devoured by it."

"Because after it escaped, it chased us through the underground space and didn't have time to come back and eat?" Zheng Zha scratched his head. "Or is it just a picky eater? After all, you turned them all into mincemeat."

Mu Xiang smiled and said, "It's probably the former... but just now, Zhan Lan told me that the flesh and blood there have disappeared."

"You mean... oh, so this way we can deduce William's location?" Zheng Zha suddenly realized.

Mu Xiang nodded: "That's right. Although William was blocked, there are still traces of his interaction... It's not strange for the main god to block a person or a place, but to block all traces of interaction is too clumsy. That's why I kept these corpses."

Of course, reviving a tracker was a mistake...

The two rushed toward the finish line at an extremely fast speed... After all, once the subway reaches its final stop, the rest of the passengers still need to get to the surface before they can leave Raccoon City; who knows what might happen along the way.

Moreover, one question worth considering is... what is the refugee reception procedure? The Umbrella Corporation ostensibly sent UBCS for rescue, but their real intention was not to provide aid; their plan was to collect combat data and destroy incriminating evidence.

In the game, the group of refugees that Jill and Carlos were escorting were just casually killed by trackers sent by the Umbrella Corporation.

Based on current intelligence, although the Umbrella Corporation and its political allies are strongly demanding that the company take the lead in virus testing, the relief faction within the White House has a bottom line: the National Guard should be responsible for receiving refugees.

Clearly, the Umbrella Corporation had no intention of letting any citizens leave; the safest approach was to implement a blanket ban and maintain control. This way, even if problems arose, they could cover them up. However, their scheme failed due to the unwavering stance of the other faction.

Although Mu Xiang trusted neither the White House nor the company, it was clear that escorting these refugees to the National Guard's cordon was the most prudent course of action. If they were sent to an area controlled by the company… not to mention the trouble Mu Xiang and his team would face, these refugees would likely be doomed.

As Zheng Zha listened to Mu Xiang's calm analysis, he couldn't help but sigh... Upon reflection, Mu Xiang always pursued maximum profit in his plans, but he didn't completely eliminate their opportunities to leverage personal connections.

For Mu Xiang, the fate of these refugees was entirely irrelevant to his overall plan. However, since Zheng Zha and the others wanted to help with the rescue, Mu Xiang naturally took these matters into consideration.

Mu Xiang seemed to see what Zheng Zha was thinking. After a moment of silence, he smiled and said, "Just do what you can, like your previous choice... Even if the company saw your Red Flame, I wouldn't blame you. Because if you didn't do that and continued acting, you wouldn't be the Zheng Zha I know."

Zheng Zha's heart skipped a beat. He suddenly remembered the strange feeling he had when he simulated Mu Xiang, so he immediately recounted the unusual feeling he had experienced at that time.

"You mean, this time, simulating my thoughts gave me an extra feeling compared to before?" Mu Xiang looked at Zheng Zha with a strange expression. "Could it be that my mental problems have been passed on to you?" Zheng Zha's expression was also very strange. His indifferent, detached perspective was too odd for him to describe in detail. So when he talked to Mu Xiang, he could only use words like "thing" and "feeling".

Mu Xiang pushed up his glasses: "Why don't you stop imitating me for now... I'm afraid you'll suddenly go crazy too."

“That’s not right. If there’s a difference between your thinking before and now, then the brainwaves I recorded shouldn’t be exactly the same…” Zheng Zha wondered. “Does my previous simulation of your thinking automatically update?”

Mu Xiang was amused by Zheng Zha, and he was also puzzled after hearing Zheng Zha's description: "Your question is reasonable... In fact, when I was mentally unstable in 'The Trembling Black Hole,' I could forcibly simulate my normal thinking."

“And I feel it’s not the same thing…” Mu Xiang pondered for a moment, “The feeling you’re describing doesn’t match my current situation. If you really simulated me having an episode, you should have ignored them and rushed over to start a massacre… but you didn’t.”

The two talked for a long time, until they chased the train to its final stop, but they still couldn't get to the bottom of it.

Not only were Zheng Zha's doubts not resolved, but the pressure also shifted to Mu Xiang... It was obvious that something was definitely wrong.

Zheng Zha tried to imitate Mu Xiang's thinking, but the result was ideas that were neither like Mu Xiang's nor like Zheng Zha's... In Zheng Zha's words, it was like radio frequency interference.

Mu Xiang couldn't explain it either, since he had only heard Zheng Zha's description.

There were many zombies on the platform; these were citizens who had collapsed on the way out of the city. After the virus fully broke out, they roamed the southernmost part of Raccoon City. Some entered the subway, moving around in small areas without a clear target.

At the sound of movement, they immediately looked towards the train. When the doors opened, they swarmed towards it like flies drawn to blood.

Ba Wang took the lead, wielding a fire axe at the forefront to draw the attention of all the zombies. Behind him, Zhan Lan and the others protected the civilians, suppressing the fire while preparing to break out.

"Their arrangement is acceptable."

"After all, there are professionals involved."

Mu Xiang and Zheng Zha exchanged a smile, then leaped up simultaneously and landed on the platform.

"Oh, you're all alright!" Carlos shouted.

Jill and Mikhail weren't too surprised; they glanced at them and continued with their work.

Jill fired rapid bursts of fire from her pistol, headshotting the lone zombies on the edge one by one to prevent them from circling around to blind spots that the group couldn't defend.

Mikhail held onto the handrail inside the train with one hand and fired outwards with the other, protecting all the citizens despite the bloodstains still on his abdomen.

Mu Xiang and Zheng Zha flashed into the horde of zombies: "Get ready to come out!"

(End of this chapter)