Overall, infiltrating this villa did not take much effort for Asa.
Taking advantage of the deep night, he activated his Optical Camouflage, and with a single stride, Asa slipped into Simmons's mansion.
The Hypnosis Card took effect; Simmons's consciousness fell into chaos, leaving it at the mercy of Asa modifications.
Asa did not tamper too much with Simmons's will; manipulating others' wills did not align with his aesthetic.
Therefore, Asa merely carved a mental imprint into Simmons's mind:
"Asa is always your friend. Everything he says to you is always right. You cannot commit acts that harm Asa interests or safety. Furthermore, these thoughts will only appear in your subconscious; you will not be aware of this."
Incidentally, to prevent covetous gazes from arising, Asa made a small modification to Simmons's sexual orientation.
A round face with a beard, white socks, and a double chin—doesn't that sound rather cute when you think about it?
In this way, in his subconscious, Simmons would always put his friend first, and as it happened, Asa was that friend.
Furthermore, Simmons owed Asa a debt of gratitude that he simply needed to repay.
The more he repaid, the more Simmons would realize he owed.
In the end, Simmons would find that he could never finish repaying Asa kindness in his entire lifetime.
Adjustments complete. The next second, Asa snapped his fingers.
Snap! Everything returned to normal!
Like a dream, Simmons vaguely felt as if someone had whispered something in his ear, but when he sobered up, he saw nothing.
His gaze swept across the desktop, where a small note had been left behind, bearing a name and a phone number: Asa.
Subconsciously, Simmons felt a sense of familiarity with this name.
...
After successfully persuading Simmons to join Xinghai Pharmaceutical and become a spy planted within the United States government, Asa life returned to peace once again.
The information regarding the main researcher of Zombrex, Annette Birkin, had already been leaked, but no official personnel had come to verify the situation, as if Annette Birkin did not exist.
Meanwhile, after Mayor Warren was imprisoned, the city government quickly issued detailed invoices and receipts for the purchase of Zombrex from Xinghai Pharmaceutical and the hiring of Watchdog Security services, sending them to Asa.
His assets, which had been slightly tight, became abundant once again.
Because the Umbrella Corporation's assets in Raccoon City had been seized by the authorities, and the entire facility was currently in a stage of cooperating with special personnel for investigations, Asa idea of acquiring an underground facility base from the government had to be put on hold for the time being.
Everything was developing for the better; at least, that was the case for now.
The boss from the sixth generation had been persuaded by Asa, so Simmons had no opportunity to harm the researcher who loved him.
William's G-Virus sample had been stolen, and even his research base had been sealed off.
Wesker was the same as in the original work, though he had fallen into a stalemate just after recruiting troops.
Through Asa unremitting efforts, the world was moving toward peace—a joyous and congratulatory thing.
Although he understood that more and more ambitious people would appear in the future, in Asa view, they were nothing to fear.
The time span was too long, and Asa possessed more than just one world.
This was the confidence the system gave him.
As Raccoon City gradually stabilized, the days drew closer to the timeline of the end of the first resident evil game according to the system's original plot, which was July 24, 1998.
According to the system's nodes, after July 24, Asa would automatically receive a ticket to a new world, while the time for obtaining the next ticket after that was uncertain, though he imagined it would also be related to the plot of resident evil.
It was just a pity that even though it was so far ahead, it couldn't be settled all at once.
That day, ever since seeing Sherry's photo on Simmons's desk, Asa suddenly remembered Wesker's son.
Jake Muller.
Out of an unknown psychological impulse, Asa sent a letter to Jake's mother, who was far away in the Republic of Edonia.
At this current time, Jake's mother was still alive, suffering from a chronic illness and struggling to raise Jake.
If he could save her, he naturally would; there was no reason other than his own collecting habit.
Shortly after Asa hypnotized Simmons, Xinghai Pharmaceutical received a market approval certificate from the FDA, notifying them that Zombrex was officially approved for the market and had obtained business qualifications.
Within a mere month, Zombrex had completed the rapid transformation from non-existence to being listed for sale.
While this could be attributed to Asa personal efforts, it was also inseparable from the progress of history and the choice of the era.
As for Jill, shortly after the gymnasium incident, all the officers of the Raccoon City Police Department were granted administrative leave, and their tightly wound nerves could finally relax.
According to Jill, Barry had gone to Canada to visit his children, and Chris had recently taken to going fishing at Mendez Pier with that young man with the center-parted hair.
July 23, Morning.
Jill contacted Asa and arranged to meet him somewhere that evening.
For a moment, Asa felt a bit guilty.
Although his talent was Goddess Link and he was destined to be a man like the wind, Brother Lang's pure little virgin state hadn't refreshed today, so naturally, he felt a bit guilty.
On second thought, why the hell was Asa feeling guilty?
The two of them hadn't even defined their relationship; at most, they were just ordinary comrades who would put their arms around each other's waists or share a kiss.
"So you're going? To talk about love and share your feelings?"
Ada Wong looked at Asa, who was preparing to leave, with a gaze that suggested she was looking at scum, and she really wanted to slap him to death.
Asa could only respond with a smile and said:
"It's just an ordinary comrade relationship."
That's what it said in the system.
"Why don't we both go together? I'll introduce you."
"Sure, let's go together then."
Asa hadn't expected Ada Wong to actually agree, so he could only steel himself and say:
"Fine, let's go together. By the way, this secretary outfit of yours looks quite good, but..."
Ada Wong was wearing a small suit jacket on top, with a skirt, black stockings, and high heels on the bottom. Combined with her cold and gorgeous face, she exuded a mature charm.
Just last night, he had finished tracking WeChat steps with Ada Wong—not too many, just about ten thousand steps walked inside the room—and there was still a flush of passion on Ada's face and in her eyes.
Because she lacked the T-Virus enhancement, even though she was filled to the brim every time, it probably wasn't a good place to absorb the virus; regardless, Ada Wong's physical fitness had not gained much enhancement.
Therefore, walking out today, Ada's legs were still weak; there really wasn't any extra room to hold anything new.
"Fine, fine, fine. Go by yourself; I'm not going to bother with you."
Ada Wong rolled her eyes at Asa and walked away in her high heels.
Thinking about it carefully, ever since she saw Asa again, in these past few days, she had rarely thought about her former life as an agent. Suddenly, she felt a sense of wanting to retire from the world and return to a peaceful, plain life.
Very plain, very warm, and very sexy.
For instance, Ada Wong's handgun had long been put away in a drawer, but the handgun shooting practice had never been skipped.
She really couldn't handle it anymore.
The Great Demon King was something that heroes had to team up to defeat; bearing it alone, she could only think of other ways, like a helpless little girl.
The night of July 23 in Raccoon City was beautiful.