“Don’t move.
Look into the light.” “What…?” Chu Feng blinked against the sudden, piercing beam.
His mind spun in a disorienting fog.
Sitting in front of him was a blonde female military doctor holding a penlight, her eyes sharp and professional.
Where was he?
He had been watching a movie in his college dormitory just a moment ago.
How had he suddenly ended up in a cold, subterranean room surrounded by towering steel containers?
And why was the medical officer a foreigner?
“How many fingers am I holding up?” she asked, raising her hand before his eyes.
“Three,” Chu Feng answered instinctively, his voice raspy.
“Name?” “Chu Feng.” “He’s fine.
No sign of memory loss or concussion,” the doctor reported, standing up and shutting off her flashlight.
Chu Feng stared at her as his confusion deepened.
His English was solid enough to understand her without trouble, but none of this made sense.
The doctor stepped aside, revealing a breathtaking woman in a red slip dress standing behind her, clutching her head in visible pain.
“Alice?” Chu Feng blurted out.
He knew that face anywhere.
The woman froze, her hand pausing against her temple.
“What…?
You know me?” A sudden wave of disorientation hit her as the name resonated through her fractured memory.
“Alice…
my name is Alice…” She looked at Chu Feng with a mix of shock and bewilderment.
How did this Asian stranger know her name when she couldn’t even remember it herself?
The moment Alice confirmed her identity, a cold realization slammed into Chu Feng’s chest.
I transmigrated.
And of all places, he had ended up deep inside the underground facility of Resident Evil—the Hive.
An airborne biological hazard had broken out here.
Every employee in the facility was already dead, transformed into flesh-eating ghouls by the T-Virus.
He glanced at the heavily armed commando unit surrounding them.
They looked capable, but he knew better than anyone how useless tactical gear would be once the undead swarmed them.
Out of this entire strike team, only two people would escape alive—and even they would be captured by the Umbrella Corporation the moment they reached the surface.
For an ordinary person like him, waking up here was practically a death sentence.
“Where are the rest of the staff?” demanded Captain James Shade—One—his voice hard as iron.
“Everyone’s dead,” Chu Feng said directly.
One narrowed his eyes.
“Dead?
How?
What happened here?” They had been sent in to investigate a containment breach and recover survivors, completely in the dark about the true nature of the facility.
“A viral outbreak,” Chu Feng explained, keeping his voice steady.
“The facility’s AI, the Red Queen, detected the leak and sealed the entire base to prevent contamination.
She flooded the main sectors with neurotoxin and killed everyone inside.” “Then why are you still alive?” a soldier questioned, brow furrowed.
“I was locked in an isolated room when it happened.
The gas didn’t reach me,” Chu Feng replied, giving a subtle shrug.
The female doctor checked the atmospheric readings on her handheld device.
“He’s telling the truth about the air quality, sir.
No toxic agents detected in this room.” “That’s strange,” Chad, the technician, muttered while scanning his wrist monitor.
“According to the schematics, this is Dining Room B.” He looked around the industrial chamber filled with rows of suspended metal vaults.
“Doesn’t look like any dining room I’ve ever seen.” “Those containers are holding bio-weapons,” Chu Feng warned, recalling the movie’s plot.
“Mutated monstrosities called Lickers.
They’re locked in deep freeze.” “Mutated monstrosities?” Rain spat, scoffing as she rested a hand on her weapon.
“You’ve been watching too many horror movies, kid.” “Captain, the guy’s shell-shocked,” another operator added with a chuckle.
“He’s talking out of his head.” None of them believed him.
To hardened mercenaries, the idea of genetically engineered monsters sounded like a bad joke.
“You’re heading toward the central core to shut down the Red Queen, aren’t you?” Chu Feng pressed.
One turned to him.
“That’s our objective.
What of it?” “Don’t do it,” Chu Feng insisted, his tone dead serious.
“The Red Queen sealed this entire underground base for a reason.
If you reboot her system, every locked door in the Hive will open.
Everyone trapped inside will be released—and we will all die here.” “We’re on a search-and-rescue mission,” J.D.
chimed in.
“Opening those doors is the only way to find survivors.” “There are no survivors!” Chu Feng snapped.
“The people inside aren’t human anymore.
They’ve been infected by the T-Virus and turned into flesh-eating corpses.
You can’t save them.
The best thing we can do right now is turn around and get out while the entrance is still clear.” Captain One raised a hand, cutting him off with cold authority.
“Enough.” He turned toward his squad.
“J.D., Rain, keep an eye on the prisoner and this survivor.
If he tries to disrupt the mission or head for the exit without orders, shoot him.” “Understood, Captain.” “The rest of you, move out in search formation.
Keep your distance and maintain radio contact.
If there’s one survivor, there could be others.” Chu Feng watched as One turned back toward the corridor leading to the laser hallway.
He knew the captain was marching straight toward a gruesome death in that high-tech kill chamber, but with two armed soldiers watching his every move, speaking up again would only get a bullet put through his skull.
He swallowed a bitter sigh.
They won’t believe it until the blood starts spilling.
Trapped deep underground in a Hive crawling with zombies and bio-weapons, guarded by mercenaries who thought he was insane, Chu Feng felt a surge of desperation.
Dammit…
if I had to transmigrate into an apocalypse, couldn’t the universe at least give me a cheat?
Suddenly, a crisp mechanical chime resonated directly in his mind: [Ding!
Magneto Gene activation sequence initiated…] [Congratulations!
Magneto Gene successfully activated.
Current Level: Tier 1.] Chu Feng’s breath caught, a wave of relief crashing over him.
The system!
It actually came through!
A warm, subtle vibration coursed through his blood, spreading out to his fingertips.
In theory, Magneto’s true power was the fundamental manipulation of electromagnetic fields, capable of tearing down entire cities at its peak.
And metal happened to be the finest conductor of magnetic forces.
He looked around the Hive.
The cold steel walls, the massive suspended containment vaults, the floor plates, the weaponry strapped to the guards…
The entire facility was an iron fortress.
A subtle smirk touched the corner of Chu Feng’s lips as his eyes brightened.
In a place surrounded entirely by metal, this wasn’t a nightmare scenario anymore.
It was his home court.
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