They boarded the freight elevator, the trio and one child regrouping once again.
Ding.
The elevator came to a stop.
They stepped out, and the smell of sewage hit them immediately.
Claire was almost getting used to it.
“That smell again.”
Sewage outlet, huh.
When we go down later, you’re probably going to lose it, Alan Han thought with a quiet chuckle.
Sure enough, after searching around, there was only one way forward.
They had to jump into the sewage and follow the sewer.
“No, Leon, tell me this isn’t real.”
Leon shrugged at Claire, then crouched and jumped down.
Alan Han followed.
“Better to get it over with, Claire.”
Leon habitually wiped the sticky grime off his chest.
Alan Han looked at Sherry.
“Sherry, sit on my shoulders.”
Sherry hesitated for a moment, but when she heard him, her eyes lit up and she nodded eagerly.
Watching Sherry get lifted up by Alan Han and placed on his shoulders.
No.
Claire reached out dramatically.
“Alright.
Let’s just hope we get out of here soon.”
Resigned, Claire jumped into the sewage and walked beside Leon.
Alan Han became Sherry’s ride.
“This smell is really something.”
Leon shone his flashlight around, joking as he looked at the surroundings.
Claire glanced at her jacket.
“I’ll need a whole bottle of detergent to wash this when I get back.”
Leon thought, good thing I’m in a police uniform.
…
On the other side, Ada picked up an ID wristband from beside a corpse in the incinerator.
Boom.
“…Great.”
Ada Wong looked at the sealed door and the open observation window.
“Planning to burn me alive?”
She slowly walked up to the window and looked at Annette behind it.
Annette tilted her head slightly, a hint of mockery in her eyes.
“Your filthy hands will never touch the G-virus.”
Seeing her provoking expression, Ada Wong replied calmly.
“I’m not the only one who wants it.
You know that.”
“Then you’ll have company in death.”
With that, Annette shut the observation window.
Flames began rising all around.
Ada had no choice but to pull out her EM visualizer and target the circuits one by one, destroying them in sequence.
“That woman is vicious.”
She watched as the overloaded circuits blew the door open, then stepped out slowly.
“Good thing she didn’t corrupt the child.”
Using the wristband, Ada passed through the security gate.
“Visitor identity confirmed.
Access valid until October 1st.
Please return before expiration.”
“Not happening.”
After walking a short distance, Ada Wong was about to cross to the other side.
Bang.
She narrowed her eyes and raised a hand to block the glare of the overhead spotlight.
“Enough.
This game of cat and mouse ends here.”
She looked up at Annette, who stood in the control room above with her hands in her pockets.
“Heh.
Game over.
You lost.”
Annette turned and pressed a switch.
A low mechanical hum filled the air as the system powered up.
“Tell me.
Is your husband still alive, or did you kill him to keep the G-virus for yourself?”
“That’s an interesting theory.”
Annette operated the console, activating the machinery.
A massive device beside her slowly rose.
Ada Wong continued calmly.
“If you won’t cooperate, I can always retrieve a sample from the NEST.”
“I’d rather die than let you succeed.”
Boom.
As Annette pulled the lever, the machine slammed down.
Ada stepped back.
“Oh, and thank you for taking care of my daughter.
…It seems you didn’t notice that.
Maybe it was fate.”
Annette suddenly shoved the lever to the right.
The machine surged forward, scraping along the floor and throwing sparks.
Ada ran back quickly and grabbed the railing.
Crash.
The machine slammed into it, bending the metal structure.
“Damn it.”
The railing bent further and further, close to snapping.
“Ah.”
Ada Wong fell hard to the ground.
A sharp shard of glass pierced into her thigh, and it went deep.
“Damn… ah…”
She tried to pull it out, but the pain made it impossible.
Of all times, Leon and the others aren’t here.
If I had known, I would have let Leon follow…
Just before losing consciousness, Ada Wong felt a trace of regret.
Meanwhile, Leon and the others were still wading through the sewer.
They kept close to the right wall, trudging through the filthy water.
After what felt like a long time, they finally climbed onto solid ground.
They did what they could to wipe off the grime.
“Is this a videotape?”
Leon picked up a tape lying beside a corpse and put it into his pouch.
Looking at the stairs ahead, Claire reached for the shotgun on Leon’s back.
“Leon, I’ll take point.”
Seeing the frustration she had been holding in, Leon nodded and handed it over.
Better let her vent, or I might end up being the punching bag.
Just as they reached a corner, a zombie approached.
Claire raised the shotgun and aimed at its head.
Boom.
The zombie’s head vanished instantly, chunks splattering across the ground.
Louis XVI would approve.
They continued forward, and Claire took down every zombie she saw, leaving the undead completely disoriented.
The two and the child behind her were about to say something, but Claire shot them a casual glance.
The two and the child instantly switched tone.
“Wow.
So cool.”
Seeing the area was safe, Claire let out a breath.
“That feels better.
Ever since that chief threatened me, I’ve felt uneasy, like something bad was going to happen.
Killing some zombies really helped.”
She handed the shotgun back to Leon.
“I didn’t expect you to be this good.”
Leon reloaded it and slung it back over his shoulder.
“Of course.
Hey, Sherry, why are you hiding from me?”
Sherry failed to dodge Claire’s head pat.
She wanted to say that Claire had looked scary just now and it frightened her.
But saying that out loud might make things worse.
Alan Han walked up to Leon and exchanged a glance.
“Let’s go.
There are no clues here.”
They fell silent and moved on.
After a while, they had no choice but to jump into the sewage again.
Leon misjudged his footing and slid down a long slope.
“Ugh, damn it.”
He spat out the filthy water and stood up.
Alan Han slid down after him.
“You okay, Leon?”
“Other than the taste in my mouth, I’m fine.”
Claire came down as well, holding Sherry.
“Be careful, Leon.”
They continued forward.
Suddenly, Alan Han stopped and signaled everyone to stay still.
“Careful.
There’s something in the water ahead.”
“Please don’t be another giant monster.”
Leon pulled out the shotgun and aimed at the water.
Alan Han took out a grenade.
“Use this.
But you should all step back.”
Before he even finished, Leon had already led Claire and Sherry far away.
“Alright.
Honestly, I’m scared too.”
He pulled the pin, tossed it low, and turned to run.
Hearing the noise, the mass beneath the water revealed itself.
It was a plant.
Looking at its mouth full of fangs, Leon frowned.
“That’s a plant?
Are you serious?”
Ada never said the virus could infect plants.
Ada Wong would say there are plenty of things she never mentioned.
Boom.
The grenade exploded nearby.
The shockwave and shrapnel tore the creature apart, leaving it in pieces.
“This virus is even worse than we thought.”
Claire carried Sherry over the remains and climbed onto the platform on the left.
“I hope the people selling meat at restaurants never find out about this.”
Leon and Alan Han climbed up as well.
After walking for a while, Leon opened a door.
Beyond it was a vast space, and a massive cable car.
“A cable car.
Interesting.”
Leon commented as he walked forward.
“Umbrella has gotten completely out of control.”
Claire looked at the cable car stretching into the distance.
They entered a room above it and finally resupplied after a long time.
“I wonder where Ada Wong is now.”
Leon glanced at a letter addressed to Owens on the table and thought of Ada Wong again.
Alan Han thought that Ada Wong was far away yet right in front of them.
Ada Wong thought that when she got back, she should practice with a grappling gun.
…
Breaking news.
Brian Irons was attacked by zombies while fleeing to the orphanage.
With no means to fight back and nowhere to run, he was torn apart alive.
A satisfying end.
It is a shame there was no mutation, but Sherry is not at the orphanage, and William would not go there either.