From Resident Evil to becoming a gacha god

If he could draw Odin's character card, that wouldn't be bad. Unfortunately, Winston's favorability isn't high enough. Each draw costs 120 Fate Points, and the probability is so low that with Xiao Miao's current wealth, he would never rashly put his card into the pool.

"Mr. Smith, you've really opened my eyes!" Winston handed the whiskey to Xiao Miao with a polite smile.

"I don't drink alcohol, just give me a glass of sparkling water." Xiao Miao waved his hand in refusal. He really didn't like drinking alcohol, maybe he wasn't old enough for it. He preferred carbonated drinks, tea, coffee, or lemonade.

The waiter quickly brought over a glass of sparkling water. Winston's smile remained unchanged as he continued to offer compliments in a polite manner, creating a pleasant atmosphere.

A moment later, the whiskey and sparkling water clinked glasses.

"May our friendship last forever!" Winston said, downing the clear liquid in his glass in one gulp.

Xiao Miao didn't touch the sparkling water. After clinking glasses, she nodded in farewell, stood up, and secretly curled her lip.

Winston, as expected of a cunning old fox who has controlled the Continental Hotel in New York for many years, is so shrewd that even the words "cunning and shrewd" don't do him justice. During the chat, it seemed like the two of them had gotten closer, but in the end, their favorability rating didn't budge at all and is still at level 1.

The two were chatting in a private room deep inside the underground bar below the hotel. The door was very soundproof. As soon as Xiao Miao pushed open the door, deafening music and drumbeats entered his mind and beat in sync with his heartbeat.

The smells of alcohol, cigarettes, sweat, and hormones mingled together in the bustling dance floor, where assassins indulged their desires. Xiao Miao even spotted several couples publicly linked together.

Americans are really open-minded!

Xiao Miao disliked this environment. He glanced around and was about to leave when he suddenly stopped and narrowed his eyes.

In the distance, on the bar counter, he saw a familiar woman.

"Is that Firefox? What's she doing at the Mainland Hotel?"

The woman, who bore a striking resemblance to Angelina Jolie, was slumped over the counter, drinking heavily, one glass of liquor after another, her cheeks quickly flushed with a drunken rosy hue.

A huge 36D bra was pressed against the bar counter, creating a breathtaking arc. Several men surrounded the woman, exchanging glances and discussing who would be the first lucky one.

The bar was huge and too far away, and since the Fate Dice hadn't been triggered yet, Xiao Miao could only guess.

Firefox is an elite assassin trained by the Brotherhood from childhood. He is a ruthless individual who has mastered two incredible skills: bullet time and arc shooting. He is cold-blooded and merciless, and in terms of combat prowess, he definitely surpasses 99% of the assassins in the Mainland Hotel.

Unfortunately, the assassins from the mainland hotel suffered because they were too honest; they basically didn't even manage to get Newton's coffin lid moved.

The Brotherhood's assassins were different; every time they used arc shots, Newton had to get up and see what was going on.

Firefox is a warrior of faith, firmly believing in the creed of "killing one to save the many," and would never drown his sorrows in a bar.

"Could it be that something's wrong with the Brotherhood? Sloan's little scheme wasn't concealed well enough, and Firefox discovered the truth?"

Xiao Miao walked towards the Fire Fox, intending to trigger the Fate Dice to directly view its true name, when a figure suddenly appeared and blocked Xiao Miao's way.

"Hi, we meet again." Perkins' cheeks were flushed, and he smelled strongly of alcohol, clearly having drunk quite a bit.

Alcohol emboldened Perkins, who tossed her long hair and gave Xiao Miao a defiant smile: "Want to talk in the restroom?"

The sky cleared and the rain stopped, and Perkins felt confident again!

But Xiao Miao had no interest in his defeated opponents, and besides, he was planning to get down to business. As his physical abilities continued to improve, Xiao Miao's five senses also became more acute.

He smelled a familiar scent on Perkins.

"Get out of my way, I'm not interested in the 'Respectful Fortune' card." Pushing Perkins aside with one hand, Xiao Miao continued walking towards the woman who resembled Firefox.

Perkins, who had been pushed away, looked displeased. He wanted to teach Xiao Miao a lesson, but remembering the serious trouble the other man had just caused, he ultimately didn't dare to say anything and turned to look for his next prey.

The men surrounding 'Fire Fox' turned pale as they saw Xiao Miao approaching directly. They retreated one step for every step Xiao Miao took, and eventually all of them left silently.

Despite having only fought once, Xiao Miao has now become someone most assassins don't want to mess with.

Once the distance between them had shrunk to a certain threshold, the dice of fate quietly appeared. Xiao Miao transmitted his thoughts to them and received a message:

[Character: Jane Smith]

[Current Synergy: Level 1]

[Draw Cost: 80 Fate Points]

"Oh, it's not Firefox..."

Xiao Miao paused, thought for a moment, and turned to leave. But Jian also saw Xiao Miao, swayed down from the bar, and took three steps at a time to approach Xiao Miao.

The smell of alcohol hit her face, and Xiao Miao felt her arm being held in something soft. Looking down, she saw that 36D had completely sealed her in place with her cleavage.

"You're the Butcher of Paris, right? I've heard of you." Jane hiccuped and pulled Xiao Miao toward the private room.

What kind of nickname is "The Butcher of Paris"? Why not "Ghost of Blood Harbor"...?

Xiao Miaoyi, whose face was as big as an egg, let Jian pull her into the private room. The door closed, and the music and voices instantly disappeared.

"What do you want?" Xiao Miao withdrew his arm from the softness, not at all tempted by her beauty, or rather... Angelina Jolie was not a beauty in Xiao Miao's eyes.

Angelina Jolie has a stunning figure, high cheekbones, naturally sunken cheeks, and a sharp, angular jawline—the kind of sculpted bone structure that is most admired by Europeans and Americans.

In addition, her thick, sausage-like lips directly captured the hearts of many Europeans and Americans, who revered her as a goddess.

But aside from her hot figure, all of Julie's other characteristics were detrimental to Xiao Miao, so he remained calm and the House of Commons was very quiet.

He didn't understand the appeal of sausage lips. Was it so that he could wear blue lipstick and cosplay as a blue-ringed octopus while eating popsicles?

Upon hearing Xiao Miao's words, the drunkenness on Jian's face vanished, a flash of hatred appeared in her eyes, and she gritted her teeth and said, "I have a request, and I want to designate you to complete it."

Xiao Miao crossed her arms: "Why me?"

"Because you're strong enough, ruthless enough, and have no connection with the target organization."

Xiao Miao nodded thoughtfully: "Is that so? Tell me in detail."

"Okay!" Seeing that Xiao Miao was considering accepting the commission, Jian was overjoyed and explained the background of the commission in detail.

Jane herself is a top assassin. Six years ago, to evade her enemies, she hit it off with John, who was also evading their pursuit, and they pretended to be lovers. They found that the size was just right, so they decided to take the act seriously and quickly got married.

The couple concealed their secret that they were both assassins and lived together under false identities. When the passion faded, their impulsive marriage quickly settled into a peaceful state.

The marriage, which lasted for six years with secrets between the couple, is now on the verge of collapse. During the seven-year itch, the couple happens to be assigned by their respective organizations to assassinate the same target.

The two assassins had completely different styles and interfered with each other, so the mission naturally failed. However, the couple keenly discovered each other's hidden identities. After some probing, they fought fiercely, each move deadly.

The battle escalated step by step, and the organizations to which the two served were also drawn into the conflict. In the end, Jane's organization prevailed, detonating the elevator John was in and ending the battle completely.

Jane only realized she still loved her husband when he died, but it was too late. The dead cannot be brought back to life. She could only tidy up her broken home in grief, and then she discovered something was wrong. She secretly launched an investigation and deduced the truth from the clues.

It all began with the assassination of the same target; it was all a conspiracy between two assassin organizations, all to make the couple eliminate each other and prevent it from affecting their respective businesses. Jane, upon learning the truth, was devastated and wanted to eliminate the organizations the couple served to avenge her deceased husband.

After listening quietly to Jane, or rather Mrs. Smith's, description, Xiao Miao had already formed his own judgment.

It turned out that he had triggered the plot of "Mr. & Mrs. Smith". The translation from Hong Kong left a deep impression on Xiao Miao: Smith vs. Mrs. Smith.

Wait a minute, the system gave me the alias Smith, and now there's a Mrs. Smith...

Damn, I got taken advantage of!

According to Mrs. Smith's description, the plot should now be in its mid-stage. Mr. Smith, played by Brad Pitt, disappeared in the elevator explosion, but he did not die; instead, he went into hiding.

Seeing Xiao Miao deep in thought, Mrs. Smith moved closer to him, took off her boots, and rubbed her thighs, covered in black stockings, against Xiao Miao's stereoscopic sensory receptors.

"What are you waiting for? As long as you can kill those people, besides the reward, I'm willing to spend three months with you!"

A woman obsessed with revenge has no sense of reason; she will even use her own body as a bargaining chip on the scales of justice.

Xiao Miao, now a Sigma man, slapped Mrs. Smith away, saying, "Madam, please have some self-respect. My commission isn't cheap. You should discuss it with your family."

Mrs. Smith's expression changed: "What do you mean?"