Infinity, progress from Arasaka

After holding a brief administrative meeting at the Military Science Building in the city, Vera walked briskly into the hall.

After attending Chris Redfield's Medal of Valor ceremony and banquet on October 10, she took the initiative to end her trip to Washington and returned to the West Coast.

The Medal of Valor, whose full name is the Public Safety Officer Medal of Valor, is the highest national honor that the USA police and fire systems can receive, and its status is equivalent to the military's Medal of Honor.

No matter what Chris thought in his heart, he was summoned by the President and was awarded the Medal of Valor. As a former Air Force, Raccoon City Police, and SWAT officer, he has a strong sense of honor and must be eager to have his achievements and those of STARS recognized. He must go.

At the White House, Chris, along with his sister Claire and the surviving members of the former STARS, paid tribute to Vera in thanks.

During this period, Vera once again invited Chris to join Military Technology.

As she expected, Chris refused, and then Vera introduced Chris to the Resident Evil Prevention and Emergency Response Organization that Simmons was still planning.

It's the kind of thing that has no name, no funding, not enough staff, and no establishment...

Chris gladly accepted.

He also brought his own dry food and took Jill with him to find Simmons, showing his determination to bring the remaining crimes of Umbrella to justice.

Seeing that they were chatting enthusiastically, Vera took her leave.

Well, that's a relief.

The Umbrella remnants who are unwilling to accept Vera's reorganization will naturally be dealt with severely. Very good, let Chris and other BOW experts deal with it. As a strategic partner of the Pentagon, Military Technology will receive and collect virus samples and provide appropriate support and treatment.

Under the euphemism of military technology, they understand the characteristics of the virus, research prevention and treatment methods and compile them into books, and make and mass-produce vaccines, inhibitors, neutralizers...

Chris also has to cooperate and try his best to preserve the virus samples and send them over.

beep-

After sending off the bodyguards, Vera entered the underground storage room through the direct elevator in her office.

With nuclear bunker-level protection, Vera passed through layers of access control and came to a set of embedded sealed glass cabinets.

Enter the password, identify facial and body features, and pass.

The airtight compartment was opened, revealing several metal boxes with red and white umbrella-shaped logos lying inside.

Kaka.

Vera operated the built-in robotic arm with the mechanical lock code to open the metal box, where spiral containers filled with blue and green liquids were quietly refrigerated.

Green, T virus; blue, T virus vaccine.

It was Vera who ordered MSF to secretly transport the samples from Raccoon City.

"A super virus? It doesn't seem feasible. It's too ugly."

"The byproducts of T virus research are more useful than the virus itself when it acts directly on humans. They can be made into special medicines instead of thinking about overnight evolution. The ability to extend human life and alleviate aging is enough to seduce those old guys who are dying and have developed significant drug resistance after using various 'immortality drugs'."

Vera shook her head slightly.

She didn't plan to use it herself.

Then she once again controlled the robotic arm to close the metal box, stabilize the container, seal it, lock it, then pick up the metal box and accurately place it into the card slot. After a complex mechanical transfer process, the metal box slowly rose from the operating table.

Lifting it up, Vera weighed it and considered its weight.

"Are you ready?"

She turned her head and looked at the wall. The metal wall was as shiny as a mirror, and the reflection of a tall woman with light blonde hair stood quietly on it.

Vera's eyes flickered as she thought about it. The next moment, she seemed to have a few more imperceptible muscle lines on her face on the metal wall, traces of the metal prosthetic plug-in appeared under her forehead, and a black and white clover logo appeared on the collar of her clothes.

Arasaka Clover.

"give it to me."

She said it, and I said it too.

......

Cyberpunk world, Night City, Westbrook, corporate community.

In the basement of the Russell family’s apartment, there is a small microbial research laboratory that has just been put into use.

boom.

"hiss..."

There was a sound of metal being gently placed. Vera couldn't help but step back and sit on the swivel chair, rubbing her aching head. "Cough cough..." She coughed a little breathlessly, feeling dizzy. "This time... it was really exciting. I felt a sense of release. What's going on..."

It took Vera a while to come back to her senses.

This time the amount was really too much. Not only did I feel sleepy, but my limbs also felt weak and my head was splitting.

Jingle Bell.

Before her eyes, a communication request was immediately connected to Vera's communication plug-in.

【Nursing Physician】

"Director Russell, excuse me for interrupting you, but Quantified Enlightenment has just received a notification that your bio-readings have fluctuated significantly, and something is not right. It is my job to determine your physical health."

Quantified Satoru, a rehabilitation center that works with Arasaka.

Without waiting for Vera to respond.

Jingle Bell.

Another communication requesting access, it's [Trauma Team]

"Dear Ms. Vera Adelheid Russell [Platinum Member], we have detected that your body has..."

"Stop, I'm fine. I'm just a little tired after working so hard for so long. I've got some new ideas for my personal experimental project, so I'm a little excited. Please order some heart-nourishing and nerve-soothing drugs for me."

Vera stopped the emergency rescue of the [Trauma Team] and then told her nursing doctor in Arasaka that she was fine.

"Huh..." After hanging up, Vera rubbed her dizzy head and stood up. She took a look at the metal box, sealed it and put it into the warehouse. Then she closed the laboratory door and walked towards the bedroom on the second floor.

Anyway, get some sleep first.

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Chapter 041: Stepping Stone and Attention from Seniors

(PS: Due to the influence of the movie, and because green is indeed easily associated with herbs, Capcom's own settings have changed again and again. So let's follow the standard that everyone is used to thinking of: green, T virus vaccine; blue, T virus.)

414 Russell House Apartment.

"Zzzz..."

Ding.

Vera opened her eyes.

Vera rubbed her slightly heavy forehead and couldn't help licking her dry lips. Every time she took something from another "multidimensional life form" of herself, she would feel extremely tired and fall into a deep sleep that day. This was really a good way to maintain high-quality sleep.

"Phew, I am really tired, but it feels so...good."

From being sleepy to being awake, it was as if an electric current passed through her forehead, making her feel tingling and numb, and her whole body tremble slightly.

Compared to the last time of taking the 'paper' and the subsequent test of constantly taking small items from each other, the 'amount' taken this time was much larger, and Vera felt as if her body was hollowed out.

Fortunately, her recovery ability is extremely strong. After a night of mental exhaustion and spiritual stimulation, not only did her thinking not become dull, but it became unusually clear.

It was not much different from her estimate. A standard suitcase was still within her tolerance. There was no problem, except that she would be mentally depressed for a few days.

The sea of ​​her soul still needs to be restored and filled again.

Practice makes perfect, and more practice is needed.

Gugu~

"hungry."

sense of hunger.

Vera rubbed her flat belly clockwise and tilted her head. Orange light flashed in her eyes. The signal was connected and the command was sent: Housekeeping No. 1, prepare breakfast, change the menu, and make it three times the usual lunch standard.

Vera got up from the bed, walked barefoot to the bathroom, took a quick shower, brushed her teeth and rinsed her mouth, put on the Arasaka uniform lining and slippers handed to her by the intelligent control service robotic arm, and walked towards the biological research laboratory in the basement.

Swish.

The automatic sensing door opened after recognizing Vera's biological signal. After entering the password for the storage room door, Vera took out the metal box containing the T virus and its vaccine from the powered refrigerated safe, put it upright, and opened it.

Vera pulled out a green spiral container with her bare hands and looked at the slightly sticky light green liquid inside.

"We need to find an opportunity to experiment."

Now is not the time to take it out.

Vera never thought of using it as a weapon. This is the world of cyberpunk. It is 2075 and human cyber transformation is all the rage.

As a human being, even if you are not a transformation maniac, it is normal to have outdated synthetic stomachs, synthetic lungs, and synthetic esophagus on your body. Even if you are not a mercenary, it is also a survival skill to spend more medical expenses to avoid eating or drinking unclean things.

Vera even doubts that some transformation maniacs can really drink the T virus as if it were a drink and nothing will happen to them, because they don't have much real flesh left. How is the T virus transmitted?

It is an RNA virus. Could it be possible that it can infect synthetic meat containing metal elements and chemical plastics?

If the T viruses are poured into rivers that have been severely polluted by cyber warfare and whose environment has deteriorated to the point where no life can survive, how long can they remain active?

Taking a step back, if someone is infected with the T virus and turns into a zombie and goes out to bite people, uh... can they bite those iron lumps?

Moreover, in the world of Cyberpunk, although not everyone plays as wildly as in Night City, it is also a fact that everyone has a gun and there are more guns than people. The aggressiveness of most people is not comparable to that of people in the world of Resident Evil.

If the unruly people here encounter a staggering guy with a hideous and bleeding face rushing towards them with bad intentions, they will most likely not scream in fear and dare not move, but pick up their weapons and shoot you a few times to open your eyes.

The value of the T virus in this regard is to create BOWs with extremely high physical strength like Tyrant and Tracker.

Then, with the help of special prosthetic plug-ins, weapon modules, and electronic brain control devices, it can be made into an intelligent cyborg weapon that is fearless of pain, has no emotions, has no prosthetic endurance limit, or has a prosthetic endurance far beyond that of ordinary people.

Its greatest value lies in exploring the by-products of T virus research and development.

Umbrella has developed a large number of high-quality medical products by studying it, ranging from effective beauty and health care to anti-inflammatory, cough-relieving and analgesic products in daily life, to highly professional open wound healing and repair, and even "immortality medicine" that alleviates the aging of human cell tissues...

The former is just a try. Arasaka might be interested, but probably won't have high expectations.

Exoskeletons, individual power armor, and larger mechas are the areas that Arasaka's manufacturing department is focusing on, and they have already achieved results and have been in service for many years.

The power armor army of the Arasaka Tokyo military camp, the heavy vehicle corps, the air force, the navy, and the aerospace force that will be heavily invested in the future field are the trump cards of the armed forces of the company.

It is directly controlled by the Arasaka family, or Saburo Arasaka himself and his trusted confidants.

The same applies to other areas such as military technology and European banks.

The security department where Vera currently works has a significant military advantage over most countries, gangs, and small and medium-sized companies. It can slaughter gangs and mercenary groups at will. To them, the mobile team under Vera's command is a heavy armored force.

Once the corporate war begins, Vera's mobile team will become light infantry. They won't be cannon fodder, but it's not an exaggeration to call them line fillers.

Vera went to Tokyo University to gain experience, just to see if she could make another leap and become a true "confidant" of that level, able to command part of Arasaka's real military force, even if it was just a power armor formation.

It is difficult, but people should always have dreams.

The latter, a by-product of the development of the T virus, is the stepping stone prepared by Vera.

"How can I bring it out logically? I need to arrange it before the formal enrollment in the spring..."

Thinking about it, Vera put the T virus vaccine back into the metal box, clicked it shut, put it back into the safe, and walked out of the laboratory.

Ding dong.

At the right time, according to Vera's request, the housekeeping robot cooked a cart of high-carb and high-calorie food and placed the food on the dining table in the living room one by one.

Ramen with rice, miso soup, steak with fried chicken, tempura, a combination of Japanese and Western, a standard Arasaka corporate dog menu, a carb explosion.

Soon, Vera filled her empty stomach, drinking ice water while touching her belly comfortably, satisfying the physical deficiency caused by mental exhaustion. After a short rest, she got up and put on her coat. Vera adjusted her state and went out, walking towards the tarmac.

It was a little late to get on the hovercraft, but it was not a big problem.

During this period, Verado was on standby in Night City, preparing for the exam to study at the Tokyo University Law School as a special recruit of Arasaka.

There are no field missions, and going to the Arasaka Tower to get off work means clocking in and out. The workload is not heavy, and the important thing is to show up in front of subordinates and colleagues.

Grabbing the PAD tablet on the seat, Vera read the documents compiled by her subordinates.