After Lisa disappeared into the darkness, Asa immediately pulled out a thin tablet, which displayed the view from Lisa's shoulder.
"Hey, hey, hey. Lisa, can you hear me?"
Ada Wong leaned in close to Asa, her eyes filled with amazement. "Is this another thing you've cooked up? You certainly have plenty of tricks up your sleeve."
"You know how I work."
In this era, televisions and computers were still the bulky, CRT-style models. LCD TVs weren't even popular yet, let alone OLED screens only a few millimeters wide.
On the screen, a tentacle suddenly burst from Lisa's back, its tip coated in mucus. It shot out violently, sticking to the roof, and then instantly retracted, pulling Lisa rapidly from the bottom of the building to the top.
Asa scratched his head. He seemed to have bought Lisa quite a few comics over the past two days, including the Marvel Spider-Man series. That must have been where she got her inspiration.
Just like that, Lisa cosplayed as Spider-Man, using the stickiness of her back tentacle to swing directly from the building to the top of the stadium.
Through the feed from Lisa's shoulder, Asa could clearly see what the stadium looked like now.
A massive, dense crowd of spectators had all transformed into zombies, wandering across the field and in the stands. Among them were quite a few crimson figures.
On the other side, a helicopter with a massive searchlight rose from the side, dangling a live pig. It circled above the stadium, constantly emitting a loud noise.
Influenced by the noise and the red mist, the zombies gradually gathered at the end near the stadium's back gate.
The sight of such a massive horde made Ada Wong gasp. "Did the virus leak from the Arklay Laboratory?"
Asa answered truthfully, "Not exactly. It happened even earlier than that. It goes back two months."
"What is that?"
Through Lisa's perspective, Ada Wong saw a crimson monster crouching on the stadium. Its muscles and brain were completely exposed, and its long tongue swept back and forth as it moved around like a frog.
"A Licker," Asa said. "It's a new monster formed by the secondary mutation of a normal zombie infected with the T-Virus after consuming a large amount of protein."
"Don't let its bizarre appearance fool you; its senses are extremely sharp. Because its eyes have completely degenerated, it relies solely on sound to determine the location of humans, so its hearing is exceptionally developed."
At the center of the plaza, besides the dozen or so Lickers, there were quite a few crimson zombies in the horde, identical to the crimson zombies seen in the Mansion. These were also a product of secondary mutation: Crimson Zombies.
The long-suffering survivors not only had to face the risk of being swarmed by normal zombies but also had to watch their every step. They couldn't be discovered by the Lickers, and even less so by the crimson zombies, otherwise, it would result in a relentless, deadly pursuit.
There was no helping it; the living environment for the residents of Raccoon City had always been this harsh.
"Lisa, hurry up. Make sure the Curtis family doesn't die," Asa said to Lisa through the headset.
After confirming that no one was watching her, Lisa nodded and leaped down from the top of the stadium.
She chose an accelerating posture in mid-air, gliding from the top to the ground as light as a bird.
Lisa's landing didn't attract the attention of any zombies. After giving her a cursory glance, the zombies lost interest and turned their heads away.
Seeing Lisa's inhuman, heaven-defying performance, Ada Wong became even more curious about the level of Lisa's physical data. "Asa, you must have tested her, right?"
"Of course," Asa said, adjusting his nonexistent glasses and pulling up a page of data on the tablet. "I used non-professional equipment, so this data isn't entirely accurate."
In her normal mode—that is, while maintaining the form of a flaxen-haired girl—Lisa's static two-handed grip strength is 7.8 tons, her 100-meter dash time is 3.0 seconds, her single-arm static curl limit is 15 tons, and her maximum load-bearing capacity is 78 tons. To put this into perspective, even a tank would be sent flying if it stood in front of Lisa.
At the same time, her nerve reaction speed in her normal state is under 20 milliseconds. Even if Asa were to fire a gun directly at Lisa's head, she would still be able to react quickly enough to dodge.
Of course, there's actually no need to dodge. Lisa's current bone compressive strength is approximately 2200 MPa, so conventional bullets cannot penetrate them at all.
There's no need to even mention her regenerative ability. The cell division speed in Lisa's body allows for complete regeneration; whether a limb is severed or a bone is broken, she can recover within 10 seconds.
Coupled with her malleable body, which can change by simulating the biological forms of various creatures, Lisa can accomplish things that other virus-infected individuals cannot. This is also one of the abilities granted to her by the G-Prototype.
In this current era, Lisa is a superhuman in every sense of the word.
Through years of accumulated viral exposure, Lisa has become exceptionally powerful. These statistics are even more impressive than Asa.
As for Asa, there's no need to explain further; Auntie Wong already knows the ins and outs.
After reading the data on the tablet, Ada Wong fell into deep doubt. "Is this really a human? Did I walk onto the wrong set?"
Lisa's destructive power wasn't this astonishing before; she has grown significantly since then.
That wasn't all. Asa continued, "Furthermore, having perfectly fused multiple viruses, Lisa's life expectancy is almost infinite."
"The situation during this period is very complex. Lisa doesn't just have the T-Virus in her system. I'll explain it to you later."
Ada Wong couldn't help but marvel, "Umbrella Corporation really did research something incredible."
"And what about you, Asa?" Ada Wong felt a complex mix of emotions.
Just as the two were sitting in the car, chatting while observing Lisa's actions, gunshots suddenly rang out from a nearby building, followed by a woman's scream.
The entire apartment building seemed to wake from its sleep as lights turned on.
Asa understood. It was clear now that the viral outbreak in Raccoon City was almost impossible to contain.
He immediately called Mikhail. "Boss, do you have any instructions?"
Since Asa had only ordered the Watcher Squad to help protect and transport medicine and had given no other instructions, Mikhail and his team had not participated in the blockade of the stadium and were still guarding the medicine.
"I need you all to return to the factory as soon as possible and build a defensive line there. The outbreak in Raccoon City can no longer be contained," Asa said in a grave tone.
With his own personal combat prowess, conventional zombies and Tyrants could hardly cause him any harm, but the production line couldn't withstand such things. If that guy Simmons was behind the scenes again, inciting the President to drop a thermobaric bomb or a nuclear missile to blow up all of Raccoon City, the factory wouldn't be able to handle it.
Besides, his house and car were still in Raccoon City. Even though they didn't cost him a dime, he couldn't just sit by and watch them become worthless, right?
Plus, with Zombrex, Asa was confident he could make a big profit from this outbreak.
It was a pity that he hadn't developed the serum from the spin-off movie Vendetta that could restore infected individuals to normal humans. In fact, aside from Uroboros, it was questionable whether such a serum even existed.
After giving the order to the Watcher Squad to protect the factory, Asa wristwatch suddenly emitted a beeping sound. It was time to reap the rewards!