Infinity, progress from Arasaka

Oswell E. Spencer.

One of the three founders of Umbrella Corporation, and the mastermind behind a series of biochemical crises in the future. He is now the chairman and CEO of Umbrella Corporation. Vera's immediate superior.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Spencer."

Vera bowed gracefully while holding the cup of red tea as a greeting.

It's not Arasaka, there are so many levels and rules. Meeting the boss is like meeting an imperial envoy in ancient times. And Vera really doesn't dare to resign.

But as for Umbrella, Vera's behavior was very normal in America at the end of the 20th century.

She said this today. If Spencer dared to pressure her with the issue of etiquette, Vera would dare to expose the oppression in the office and let the various unions denounce Umbrella.

Besides, can't you see I'm having afternoon tea? I'm already trying to flatter you, a British person.

"Dr. Russell, the board of directors has high hopes for you in terms of human bionics engineering and prosthetics projects. I hope you won't let the board down." Spencer was very friendly.

"Yes." Vera naturally showed an arrogant look as if no one else could do it better than her.

After getting the assurance, Spencer nodded.

It's normal for a genius to be arrogant.

Although it is surprising that a genius with remarkable talents in semiconductors, engineering physics, bionics, intelligent control technology, and even mechanics emerged in Umbrella, which was obviously more focused on research in virology and biology under his leadership.

It was like a pleasant surprise.

Even though she was not a product of the eugenics 'Wesker Project' that he advocated, Spencer still quickly accepted Vera.

Isn't Vera's genius the concentrated embodiment of the eugenics theory he believes in? Just like his old friend's ancestor Veronica Ashford, beautiful, intelligent, and rational.

As for the possibility of corporate espionage, Spencer never doubted it. Who would be so stupid as to let someone with such obvious talents go undercover?

Isn’t this capitalizing on the enemy?

Thanks to Vera's research results, Umbrella's stock price soared. Since discovering Vera, Umbrella's business scope has been expanding.

The only regret is that Vera has no interest in virology and even disdains it.

After many indirect questions, Spencer has already determined Vera's interests.

"Flesh is weak, machinery ascends..."

In the British Isles, in the Spencer family castle, in front of the modernized electronic equipment, Oswell E. Spencer watched Vera on the LCD screen calmly sipping her tea, and couldn't help but think of the words she often said.

"This is indeed another way out. William Birkin has slacked off. His ability may not be as good as his teacher and Alexia after all. The key bottleneck of the T and G projects has never been broken through."

"I hope that the appearance of Dr. Russell can help you regain your former sense of urgency." Spencer grabbed the description of the prosthetic prospects that Vera submitted to the board of directors. He did not look at the other details except for one thing - extending lifespan.

"eternal life."

What an intoxicating word.

...

Vera was not interested in knowing Spencer's imagination. Seeing that the old bitch didn't know what he was thinking about, she took out her newly written PPT.

"Munitions?" Spencer was even more surprised. She looked at the document that had just been printed out by the printer next to her. If her eyes were not blurry, this would be a firearm.

"Why did you come up with the idea of ​​developing and manufacturing firearms?" Spencer asked.

"There is a market. Moreover, the company's security force...Excuse me, the equipment of UBCS is too poor." Vera said casually: "I couldn't stand it, so I took some time to study it."

It was a very genius tone, and it suited Spencer's taste just fine.

"Very good, perfect your design and submit it to me as soon as possible."

He did not ask any more questions. With the precedent of Alexia Ashford graduating from a prestigious university as the top doctoral student at the age of ten, he was very accepting of so-called geniuses.

Vera nodded.

call ended.

Swish.

The curtains were drawn back, and after returning to her desk, Vera opened the drawer and found the weapon design blueprints: WWA bullpup assault weapon, WMA submachine gun Minami 10, WSA automatic pistol, Jade Hibiki, WCAA rapid-fire assault shotgun, WXA computer-assisted aiming kit…

These were weapons that Arasaka had long since eliminated.

With Vera's authority in Arasaka, she could basically view at will many of the weapons and blueprints developed and produced by Arasaka before the Fourth Corporate War in the last century.

For Arasaka in 2074, these equipments are already outdated and rarely seen on the market, but for the era in which Umbrella is in, these equipments are excellent, outstanding and advanced enough.

"The most basic drone factories, prosthetics, electronic equipment, vehicles, and munitions... For now, that's enough."

Being half a step ahead of the times is a genius; being one step ahead is a madman.

Eat the food one bite at a time.

Even Vera couldn't keep something that was too advanced. Even Umbrella couldn't keep it. But by releasing it bit by bit, the existing products on the market can be improved and iterated. In terms of the bionic prosthetics market alone, there are hundreds of millions of disabled people who need it.

"uh-huh."

Vera's mood instantly became cheerful. She leaned back in the big chair, twirling a ballpoint pen with her left hand, and took the receiver of the integrated service phone with her right hand and dialed a number. The arms business still needed the help of Washington's partners to smooth the relationship.

The encrypted call was quickly connected, and the screen showed: Derek C. Simmons

Derek C. Simmons.

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Chapter 012: Get off the train

Toot——

The dedicated encrypted call was quickly connected.

"Hello." A steady and powerful male voice sounded.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Simmons. I'm Vera Adelheid Russell from Umbrella. Sorry to bother you." Putting the receiver to her ear, Vera spoke enthusiastically in the formulaic tone of a typical American politician.

A real man can bend and stretch. Umbrella is not Arasaka, and the America here has not collapsed and is still the world hegemon.

The other party is the National Security Advisor of the United States, a very powerful figure in Washington. His family is very powerful and has connections in both law and law. You are just an executive of a legal drug dealer, not a chairman, so you'd better not put on airs.

Office of the Assistant to the President for National Security Affairs, The White House, Washington.

"Good afternoon, Dr. Russell."

Derek C. Simmons, who is in the prime of his life, reads official documents at a large wooden desk. He sits comfortably and says, "How can I help you?"

They are all thousand-year-old foxes, so they are not playing funny games.

Simmons didn't believe that Vera, who had just been promoted by the Umbrella board of directors as the top director of the newly established "Black Umbrella" department, came here to chat and talk nonsense.

"You're too kind."

Vera smiled and whispered, "Umbrella's growth is inseparable from the United States. As the new director of the Black Umbrella Department, I hope to contribute my part to defending the values ​​of the free world and maintaining social stability..."

Based on the information she collected and mastered, Vera automatically imagined in her mind an American elite man in his thirties, dressed formally in a suit and tie, with neatly combed dark brown hair and a mature uncle-like appearance.

Serve different dishes to different people.

Simmons is a radical pacifist in American politics, and his personal political inclination, which he has repeatedly demonstrated in public, is to protect social stability at all costs.

Whether it was packaged or real, Vera used this as the tone to start the topic.

'Defend the values ​​of the free world', 'Do our part'

After sorting out Vera's intermittent words wrapped in various fancy words, Simmons grasped the key points in an instant, and then he smiled faintly.

"As a leader in the field of medicine and medical hardware for many years, Umbrella has been making continuous moves in recent years. It has successfully developed emerging industries such as bionic prostheses, drones, electronics, and semiconductors. Is it not satisfied yet? Is it ready to officially enter the military industry?"

"Umbrella has the responsibility, obligation, and ability to do so."

Since Simmons had pointed it out, Vera naturally didn't hold back.

"Really? Is it Umbrella that has this ability... or is it you, the authority in the field of cutting-edge research of modern bionic engineering and intelligent control technology, Dr. Vera Adelheid Russell, who has this ability?" Simmons said meaningfully.

He's been eyeing Umbrella for some time.

It is strange that Umbrella, which had lost its two major founders and was becoming increasingly pedantic and showing signs of living off its past, has regained its vitality in recent years like an old tree finding spring.

That series of uncharacteristic actions was probably mostly caused by the woman on the other end of the phone.

Vera just smiled and didn't answer the question.

"Mr. Simmons, this question seems to be irrelevant to the topic... Let's get back to the point and talk about the real business of building an Umbrella factory on the west coast." After obtaining fax permission, Vera repeated the information about the equipment she had given to Spencer to Simmons.

It's an edited version, but there's a subtle hint of dividends in it. Vera believes that Simmons, as a senior politician, must be able to see it.

Silence, the rustling sound of a fax machine, the sound of flipping papers, "Why not go through the state government? Or the GOP..." Simmons asked casually.

"I chose you." Vera said sincerely.

Simmons paused.

"Why?" he asked.

"I personally agree with Mr. Simmons's views and opinions on peace, order, and stability," Vera complimented. Her words were sincere, as if she really supported Simmons' political platform.

She can't say that I know your flaws and weaknesses as a mattress licker.

"If Mr. Simmons is determined to run in local state elections, or in future presidential elections, Umbrella will always be your most loyal supporter."

"..." Simmons was silent for a while. He knew that this Umbrella referred to Vera's Black Umbrella Umbrella department.

"Let's meet, Ms. Vera Adelheid." Simmons used a more intimate title and spread out the warm paper in front of him.

Yuxiang, WWA bullpup assault weapon, WXA computer-assisted aiming kit...

As the National Security Advisor, the President's chief adviser on national security issues, the administrative manager of the national security decision-making process, and the aggregator and coordinator of various intelligence information, Simmons is naturally familiar with the military's standard equipment, deployment iterations, and pre-developed weapon parameters.

If the parameters of these weapons are correct, then they will completely defeat the equipment currently being bid for development by the military... provided Vera did not lie to herself.

On this issue, Simmons believed that Umbrella would not have the courage to deceive Washington.

"It's my pleasure, it's been a pleasure talking to you, Mr. Simmons."

"It's my pleasure too, Ms. Vera."

...

Doodle.

In the Umbrella Building in San Francisco, after hanging up the phone, Vera shook her head and laughed. This is indeed the world of capitalism. It is better to show your value and give money than to have a bunch of nonsense compliments for foreplay. Oh, this is not called giving money, it's called political donation.

That’s right, Vera bribed with huge sums of money!

For example, in the production workshop of the Yuxiang pistol, Vera plans to give half of the shares to the Simmons family. As for the production of other weapons, dividends will be distributed among them. Only in this way can they truly set foot in the military industry.

Drones, semiconductors, integrated circuits, electronic equipment... these can be used for both civilian and military purposes. Even though Vera has already negotiated several big deals with the Pentagon under her auspices, they can only be considered sensitive technology industries and half military industries.

Only by truly entering the military industry can one be considered to have the qualification certificate for access to the entire industry.

There will be a charity auction for the Simmons family in the near future, and she plans to go to Washington to have a detailed face-to-face discussion with Simmons.

Oh, you also have to participate deeply in charity auctions. You have to spend a lot of money several times to complete the process for graffiti works by painters you have never heard of or children who come from nowhere.

There was also an auction of handmade guns by masters of art hosted by the National Rifle Association; a press conference by the California government about Umbrella building a factory in San Francisco; and a charity gala for the Umbrella prosthetic project held by the Veterans Association...

Vera is busy.

It is not only to seek its own progress, but also to draw a clear line between itself and the old Umbrella BOW project.

Buy your 'get off ticket' in advance.

The big ship Umbrella can sink, but she cannot capsize!

"Uh huh huh~"

Spreading out the document placed on the desk by the secretary, just as Vera was happily planning how to break away from Umbrella and figuring out how to do it more rationally, several official letters appeared in front of her that made Vera's spirits plummet.

In the opened document:

[Protest letter from environmental protection organizations and animal protection organizations against Umbrella's large-scale factory expansion that damages the natural environment]