"So, Dr. Jack Bright? Hmm?" Ada put away her Purple Lantern Armor in the elevator, transforming it back into an amethyst-like ring. "So, the old man just now was also from Dr. Jack Bright's Universe?"
"Yes."
Dante nodded. There was nothing to hide about this matter.
"Are all the people from that Universe like this?"
"Uh, how should I put it…" Dante paused for a moment. "People with their temperament are already rare in that Universe."
Ada nodded upon hearing this, no longer asking questions.
But Dante still had half a sentence he had not said…
In that Universe, the others, every single one of them, did not even look human.
Compared to those demons and monsters, Jack Bright and 343, these two jokers among jokers, were actually quite good.
From floor negative five to negative ten, it took only a dozen seconds.
With a ding, the elevator doors opened.
What met their eyes was a large area of instruments shimmering with a faint blue light.
And in the center of the open space, the faint blue light shone on a wriggling cocoon, indescribably strange and twisted…
"Tsk, is this the so-called C-Virus? What will hatch from inside? A new type of Tyrant? Or an overly strong Licker?"
Ada snorted coldly.
As the Federal Bureau of Investigation's sole core agent handling Resident Evil over the years, her aversion to bio-viruses was not just a little bit.
Just like a chef almost never cooks at home.
People have an aversion to long periods of mechanical work.
What is more, the objects of Ada's work were extremely disgusting bio-weapons.
"If it were just that kind of thing, it would be good."
Dante muttered.
At this moment, it seemed the cocoon's hatching time had arrived.
The almost static cocoon began to wriggle.
As the grayish-green cocoon wriggled, it gradually converged at the top…
Then it burst open suddenly.
Ada was startled by this sudden change.
Because as the cocoon burst, a woman also emerged from it.
Her body was covered in mucus and stratum corneum.
Like a butterfly that had just emerged from its chrysalis, the woman exuded a sense of exhaustion but also rebirth.
She struggled to lift her head, revealing her face.
Ada's face visibly darkened.
She had already seen the woman who emerged from the cocoon…
She had a face identical to hers.
"What… what is going on? Who is she?"
Dante, of course, knew who this was.
Carla, the chief researcher who was madly infatuated with Simmons.
And this Carla was now gasping and coughing violently, the insect-like abnormal development making it difficult for her to adapt to her altered genes and body.
But even so, Carla was still calling out Simmons's name.
If one only looked at this scene…
She really was a pitiful person.
But as is well known, a pitiful person must have something hateful about them.
Carla and Simmons were essentially the same kind of people.
Seemingly pitiful, but in reality, hateful.
In the original work, Carla ultimately chose to create a Simmons of her own…
Indeed, perverts and perverts, that is true love.
"I cannot take it, I feel like I am going to throw up."
"Ah, so… pregnant?"
"Do not talk nonsense." Ada rolled her eyes and delivered a swift elbow to Dante's chest. "This kind of sci-fi horror, similar to clones, if it happened to oneself, it truly is disgusting…"
Saying that, Ada opened the tactical pouch on her belt…
Then she pulled out all four grenades inside.
"So, I am going to blow this place sky-high."
"Uh, are four grenades enough?"
Dante pouted.
Is this not love?
You kill, I hand the knife.
You set fire, I fan the flames.
Colluding can sometimes be a beautiful word.
…
When Dante and Ada returned to the negative fifth floor where 343 was, 343 had already finished his steak.
He was holding that bottle of Bordeaux wine and chugging it straight from the bottle.
"You two finished so quickly? Young people's bodies are not that good, huh?"
"We went down to destroy the evidence, not to do anything else."
Dante rolled his eyes. This joker attribute really could not be suppressed at all.
Was that little bit of elegance just a disguise to cover up a bad personality?
"Honestly, whose crazy idea was it to build these secret bases underground? There are not even any windows, it is suffocating."
"Uh, our Federal Bureau of Investigation seems to have quite a few underground levels too…"
"Then it is all Fury's fault. Messing around. Is there no place for him to live above ground? He just has to burrow underground like a cockroach."
Dante rolled his eyes, randomly calculated the coordinates, and opened a teleportation portal…
It opened directly in the General Bureau's research department.
A man in a white lab coat had just turned around.
It was Dr. Jack Bright.
And with just that glance, both 343 and Jack Bright were stunned.
"Damn it, 343? How did you find this Universe?"
"Holy crap, Jack Bright? How did you turn into this sorry state? Your taste in bodies is as unstable as ever."
After speaking, 343 flashed to the other side.
Looking as if they had met too late, he patted Jack Bright's shoulder.
Although their first reactions were to complain, meeting an acquaintance in another Universe was something to be grateful for.
Even for Immortal Pendant and God, it was the same.
Dante watched 343, who was already preparing to catch up, rolled his eyes, and then brought over all five fingers of The Hand, as well as Kingpin.
"Go call a few field agents to come and put them in the quarantine prison."
Dante waved toward outside the laboratory, then he and Ada sat down to the side.
"So how exactly did you cross over? You should not be able to forcibly break through this Universe's cosmic barrier, right? After all, some of the anomalies in this Universe…"
"I just drilled in through the spatial loophole you found." 343 shrugged, looking like we are brothers, who cares. "Of course, I cannot destroy a complete cosmic barrier, but I can expand an existing crack."
"Expand? Are you not afraid those evil things will follow?" Jack Bright frowned slightly upon hearing this.
"Do I look like such a fool? I just sealed the crack as I went along." 343 sneered, but then changed the subject, saying, "However, some information and underlying parameters of this Universe were still left over there."
"It is only a matter of time before those High Divinity and anomalies find this place."
"Maybe a few years, maybe a few hundred years, maybe tens of thousands of years."
"But they will come eventually."
Listening to them chat, Dante could not help but sigh…
The Foundation Universe truly lived up to its name as the cancer of the Multiverse.
(To be continued.)