It's none of my business. I'm just a lunch box seller.

"Okay, but I have to say in advance that my car is leaking."

Suddenly, the door of the gas station convenience store was pushed open, and a man in a state police uniform walked out of the convenience store. Behind him, you can see the gas station employees packing up their things.

"My car is leaking." The state police asked the two, "Want a ride to Raccoon City? I plan to go to the police station to see my old friend."

"We'll go to the police station too. I'll go find my brother."

"I'll report in."

The state trooper nodded, then turned back and told the owner of the gas station: "The state government has issued an evacuation order. Pack up your things and drive away from Raccoon City immediately. If your family or friends are near Raccoon City (note that I said near, not in Raccoon City), notify them immediately and evacuate together.

Also, if you see anyone wandering aimlessly or lying on the ground on the road, do not stop your car, let alone rescue them. No matter if you hit them, run over them, or go around them, you must not get out of your car. You have the right to blow the head off anything that pounces on you with its claws and teeth bared.

Remember this! Blow their heads off! Remember this?"

The boss nodded quickly and replied, "Remember that, Officer Daniel. Hit them or run them over and blow their heads off."

"Good luck!"

The owner and employees of the gas station drove south in the same car, while state trooper Daniel took Leon and Claire to Raccoon City.

Outside the car window, the rain gradually subsided. The two people sitting in the back seat also started chatting with Daniel.

"Me? I'll go to the Raccoon City Police Department to find an old friend and see if he's dead or not. If he's not dead, I'll pick him up. If he's dead, I'll take on the responsibility of a close friend and take good care of his wife."

Daniel's words were very domineering, but Leon always felt that the officer's words...

Why does it seem like you are hoping your friend will die?

At this time, Claire, who didn't know how to judge the situation, asked: "Isn't his wife very hot?"

Daniel didn't answer, but glanced at the dead girl through the rearview mirror.

At the same time, in the Arklay Mountains west of Raccoon City, in the underground railway tunnel.

An electric train with the Umbrella logo was passing through a tunnel deep in the mountains and entering the underground platform of the Umbrella Company. The Umbrella employees waiting on the platform for evacuation did not rush to evacuate, but waited until the train unloaded the goods before boarding the train in an orderly manner.

"What should we do with the sample of the Goddess of Night's plan?" asked one of the researchers with higher status. "Its development has been completed by 80%. This is a planned project approved by headquarters. Are we going to give it up in vain?"

"Doctor, you don't have to worry. Headquarters has other plans regarding the experimental samples."

(Explanation: Goddess of the Night Project, from "Resident Evil: Outbreak")

0020 The United Kingdom is about to disintegrate

The "scavenger team" set out again. They could have left a little later, but they couldn't let go of Jill and the others who had chased them, so they simply left a little earlier, went to find Jill and the other two, and then headed towards the north city.

Boss Cheng Tianyan continued to sit in the hotel, cleaning the restaurant out of boredom. Boss Cheng was not worried at all about the people who had just set out. In a city without heavy weapons, those dozen sets of power armor were enough for them to walk sideways.

However, Boss Cheng still reminded them to run as fast as they could if they encountered heavy firepower units. After all, they were not 50 yuan good brothers, and they could not withstand 12.7 armor-piercing bullets, nor could they withstand the extremely cost-effective RPG.

Boss Cheng switched back to his own world and found that the sky was still filled with yellow sand. The weather forecast also indicated that there would still be strong winds and sandstorms in the next two days.

"How can I go out to buy groceries in this damn weather?"

After saying that, Boss Cheng decisively took out...

Well, the phone is still with Paimon.

Boss Cheng took back his phone, called a wholesale company and asked if they could deliver some soda tomorrow.

"Selling so fast?" The person on the other end of the line was surprised: "Didn't I just send you 30 pieces the day before yesterday?"

"Gone."

“Is your business so good?”

Boss Cheng wanted to tell him that there were more than 700 customers in his store last night. But it was better not to let the people in this world know about this, so he had to lie: "I said I drank it all by myself, do you believe it?"

"How much insulin do you need to take to drink so much?"

Boss Cheng could only change his words and said, "The drinks were packed away in boxes, and my store is almost out of them."

"Then I'll send you another 30 pieces tomorrow."

"More Coke and Hongbaolai in cans, less Old Soda and White Pear, and more Little Frogs in beer bottles."

"Oh, I'll send it to you at 9 am tomorrow."

After hanging up the phone, I saw that the traveler and Paimon were having dinner. The traveler had been busy for half a day, and he had been cleaning the apartment all afternoon. Although the changed sheets were washed, dried and ironed by fully automatic equipment, changing and making the sheets had to be done manually.

The travelers changed at least 700 sheets this afternoon, as there were only more than 750 beds in the two apartment buildings.

"Oh? I didn't expect there would be a new restaurant next to Mr. Ollivander's shop!"

The new guest came in, a tall and white-haired old man, with a white beard hanging down to his chest and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his nose, looking both elegant and wise.

"Haha, it turns out it's just a portal? Directional teleportation, no discomfort, very advanced magic."

"It's actually some kind of space docking technology." Boss Cheng corrected: "It's a super-dimensional space application technology, not magic. But in my opinion, super-dimensional technology, sub-space technology, and space-time docking are all similar to magic."

The old man lowered his head slightly, and through the gap between his eyebrows and gold-rimmed glasses, he looked at Boss Cheng in surprise. Then he regained his composure and asked with a smile, "Are you going to have a 10-sike buffet?"

The boss nodded, and the old man took out 10 small silver coins from his pocket and put them on the counter. While handing over the plate, the boss also reminded the old man that the soda and some beer in the store were free.

"Thank you." The old man nodded and asked, "Excuse me, does your store provide knives and forks? Although your store specializes in Chinese food, I'm sorry, I'm not good at using them..."

"I'm sorry, I don't have a knife, but I have a fork and a small spoon."

"Thank you."

The old man liked the fried small yellow croaker and the sweet and sour pork with lime juice very much. He especially liked the sweet and sour pork with lime juice, which he ate for no less than three times.

Although the boss thought that cooking pot-fried pork with lime juice was heresy, the survivors, the National Guard, and even the surviving police all requested that the Chinese sweet and sour sauce be replaced with lime juice.

It seems that people here love lime juice - lime juice is used for sweet and sour pork, and lime juice is used for sweet and sour pork tenderloin. They don't even allow vinegar to be used to cook the pan-fried meatballs, but only lime juice is used instead.

What the hell...

The customer is God, and whatever God says is what it is!

Cottage!

Suddenly, the old man noticed the traveler and Paimon who were eating while watching TV. Especially when he saw the cute, soft, chewy and smooth little Paimon, the old man's heart was suddenly shocked!

It was an inexplicable and indescribable feeling of danger, as if there was a ferocious beast hidden in Paimon's small body.

“This restaurant tastes good, but it’s really weird.”

But what was even more strange was the news being broadcast on TV. The old man didn't understand, shouldn't the current Prime Minister be John Major? But why did the British Prime Minister in the news look like an Indian? Why was Scotland also holding a referendum?

Is the United Kingdom going to break up? But what about schools?

The old man couldn't understand it, but he was deeply shocked.

It was not until a horizontal comparison of inflation rates in countries around the world in the first quarter of 2023 appeared on TV that the old man realized that this restaurant and the world he belonged to were not on the same timeline at all.

The studious little Paimeng also curiously asked Boss Cheng: "Boss, what does inflation mean?"

“就是市场上的商品总量没什么变化，但是在市场上流通的钱却越来越多。上个月你花5块钱就能买一个面包，但这个月相同品质和重量的面包却要6块5了。这涨价的1块5就是通货膨胀呃表现。”

Paimon drew inferences from his experience and asked his boss, "Does inflation mean that the money we hold is worthless?"

"Well, almost."

Suddenly, little Paimon floated into the air and said with pride: "Hey, it seems that the world you live in is in dire straits! Unlike us in Teyvat, Mora never depreciates."

"That only means that your economy in Teyvat is not very vibrant."

"What? Boss, you are jealous of us!"

"Okay, okay, I'm jealous, okay!"

"Humph!" Little Paimeng tilted his head, "That's more like it."

"But you talked back to your boss, so as a punishment, you are not allowed to play with your phone or drink soda tonight."

"Ah! No, Boss! Paimon knows he's wrong."

The traveler who was still eating looked at Paimon and Boss Cheng who were bickering and laughed happily.

Even the old man laughed, temporarily forgetting all his troubles. When he looked at Paimeng again, he felt that this little girl who could float didn't seem as dangerous as he thought.

Shortly after……

The old man stood up and put the empty plate into the box for dirty plates.

“Thanks for the treat, the taste is perfect for an old man like me.”

"Then please come next time."

"must."

The old man walked out of the hotel and returned to Diagon Alley, thinking about how the two worlds differed by 32 years. However, when the old man walked into Gringotts, he no longer had time to think about the problem of "time difference".

Because a plan that has been brewing for a long time has finally arrived at its launch moment.

"Take me to vault 713."

0021 The boss’s persistence

"That old man with white beard just now seemed very powerful." Paimon floated around with his hands behind his back and said to the traveler thoughtfully.

"That old man should be a magician or a wizard." Boss Cheng told Paimon: "Whether it's a magician or a wizard, they always get scarier as they get older. And these guys are very long-lived. I once knew a guy named Raizo who was obviously two or three hundred years old, but he lived like a young man. Every time I met him, I would be struck by lightning and had no chance to get close to him."

"Boss, don't you know magic?" Paimon asked curiously.

"No." The boss shook his head and replied, "I belong to the world of technology and I don't have an affinity for magic."

"Boss, are you saying that only magic can defeat magic?"

"This isn't a fight to the death, why do we have to defeat him?"

"Huh?" Neither the Traveler nor Paimon understood.

"It's just a confrontation. There's no specific fighting phase. It's just like a football match. The one who scores more goals wins. There's no need for many life-and-death battles on the field."

"Oh, I see..."

In fact, the two still didn't understand.

"Um... Boss, are you cooperating with a certain supreme being to calculate the word count?"

(Author: It’s over, I’ve been discovered!)

【Complete book】

Wait! It's not over yet!

Indeed, what will Li encounter when he goes to the empty police station separately? Will Jill and the other two who follow him meet the rookie policeman and the sister of his former colleague?

Cheng Tianyan looked up at the ceiling, as if searching for someone who was trying to break the fourth wall. The author felt a chill down his spine and sat back in front of the computer.

Author: The one who broke the fourth wall was Paimon. What does it have to do with me, a lousy coder?

Now, let's turn our attention to the Raccoon City Police Department.

The iron door outside the police station was only bolted, not locked. Leon and the other two entered the lobby of the police station effortlessly.

Unlike the bloody scene the three had expected, the hall was a little messy, but this was not the mess after an attack, but more like the scene that would appear after moving.

In fact, the three of them had hardly encountered any zombies in large groups along the way. The few that did appear were easily bypassed by Daniel (the state police). So far, they had not encountered zombies head-on.

So, the inexperienced rookie policeman yelled into the empty police station: "Is anyone else there?"

Claire came to the front desk of the police station and saw an A4 paper with the words "We have left. Please use the intercom on the table to contact us - RPD rescue team" written on it, but there was no intercom on the table. Even on the floor nearby and in the storage box behind the front desk, the intercom was nowhere to be found.

Daniel picked up the A4 paper, took a look at it, and put it back on the table. He snorted disdainfully and said, "It seems that someone doesn't want us to get in touch with the police stationed in Raccoon City."

"What should we do now?" Leon asked.

"Find a way to find them. I have to confirm whether that bastard is dead or not!"

Upon hearing this, Lyon thought: Wow, he really is obsessed with his friend’s wife!

Not long after, when the three were discussing whether to stay in the police station, a series of "clattering" sounds became more and more obvious. Then the "clattering" sound turned into the sound of steel pipes hitting the wall, and at the same time, there was a man's rough and heartbreaking howl.

"Shirley! Shirley!"

"Ugh~ Shirley!"

The roar was so cruel and inhumane. How much did this man hate the girl named "Shirley"?