Even the Resident Evil G virus does not transform into a zombie in minutes after being invaded. The conversion time depends on physical strength. For a strong man like him, infection will take a long process. The system at least leaves him with time to find the antidote.

"Damn it, ahhhh!" Song Taichai felt that his body was in purgatory, and his five internal organs were burned. The pain was accompanied by illusions. His body was a little uncontrollable. His bloodthirsty desire slowly degenerated into a crazy beast, with only the desire to kill in his eyes.

"Damn Chinese! I'm going to kill you!"

Although the situation was not good, Songtai's eyes were even colder.

The jungle of the border between the three kingdoms of Thailand, Laos and Burma in which he lives is the golden delta with the worst living environment in the world. Drug lords and warlords are lawless, and human lives are as cheap as dogs.

He knew since he was a child that if he was not strong, he would only die.

"It's better to use that thing to deal with the Chinese."

Songtai guessed that the heart of revenge was burning, touching his neck, and the princess of teeth made a mistake in the notes of revenge.

That thing was an ancient book I accidentally obtained. I tried my best to force Thailand's No. 1 Dark Master to use the Black Head Reincarnation Technique to create the evil treasure.

Since he got it, he has only used this thing to deal with one person, which is to assassinate the Minister of Defense of Thailand. The Minister of Defense pursued a policy of clearing drug lords in the Golden Delta, causing great harm to warlords and drug lords.

After using this treasure, the Minister of Defense, who was heavily defended around him, died tragically at his own hands in just 3 hours, and made him famous in one battle and became the soldier king of the Dark Night World of the Golden Delta.

Huh?

I touched it for nothing.

Songtai guessed that his face became unnatural and touched it again.

Still not.

Songtai guessed that he was sweating coldly and looked down.

It really disappeared!

"Ahhhh!" Someone's sorrowful howling came from the basement...

Du Mu touched the police station little by little.

He was extremely careful, like a gazelle on the African savanna.

The way to the police station is a way to death, and this is not an exaggeration.

The police station is very conspicuous, located at the end of Central Street, Raccoon City.

Although no one of these adventurers knew that they were in the Resident Evil world, seeing the police station logo, countless people instinctively recalled - weapons!

That's right.

It's a gun.

The US police station is equipped with a weapon library, which contains a variety of police riot guns, from police pistols to automatic weapons.

The most important thing is, it’s free! No money!

This is of course much more tempting than a vending machine that requires 100 hours of life to buy a pistol.

The Jedi game was started for less than half an hour, and the main battlefield had been moved around the police station. Screams, fighting, gunshots were heard around the police station.

Du Mu’s most direct feeling is that the adventurers around him are becoming more and more dense.

"Bang!" A man fell from the sky and landed less than one meter in front of Du Mu.

Du Mu was startled and took a step back.

The man was thrown to the point of blood and his head was shaking.

He was wearing Versace's high-end private customized suit. This suit was worth at least six figures in the past world, which was enough to make him look like a winner in his life. But now this suit is already ragged, even more ragged than Du Mu was wearing.

But this man no longer cared about it. He had very little temperament in the civilized world. He had only half his life left. His body was broken and covered in bruises. The teeth marks on his neck were shocking. His thigh artery was also pierced by some sharp weapon. The gushing blood completely dyed one of his trouser legs. But his eyes had recovered the expression of the ancestors of humans, Homo sapiens and Neanderthals, tens of thousands of years ago....

That is the law of the jungle, bloody killing!

The strong are kings, while the weak are worthy of being food!

The man raised a fork, and the very long and sharp one on the Western dining table was approaching Du Mu viciously.

The feet wearing high-end leather shoes are like the ancestors of humans tens of thousands of years ago. The barefoot they took during hunting is full of the rhythm of fighting and hunting...

Du Mu sighed.

Humans are indeed extremely plastic animals.

Although it has been less than an hour since I entered this battlefield, in the flesh-and-blooded killing Shura field, this life winner in the civilized world has changed his position and become a half-qualified jungle killer, at least in this way...

Seeing that a hand-to-hand fight was inevitable, Du Mu suddenly saw the buddy's eyes, and suddenly rolled upwards and rolled his eyes.

Du Mu was confused: "??? Rolling his eyes when he met the enemy? What kind of slutty operation is this? Do you want to kill with your eyes?"

The man's body suddenly became violently shaking as if it was caused by wind and cold, and it suddenly became spasm and twitching. It looked very much like a vitiligo patient.

Du Mu frowned and took a step back.

Why does this guy look familiar?

The man twitched and flew, his limbs shaking on the ground. His flesh and blood actually cut out blood marks on the asphalt ground, and his nails were covered, but he didn't realize it.

An unknown premonition arose in Du Mu's heart.

"I'm going, I remembered that the zombies under the bed seem to be just this kind of virtue... Could it be that I used the time bug to activate the plot zombies that were closed in space, causing a series of chain reactions? Is the G virus going to explode in the whole city? This is amazing..."

The twisted zombie climbing on the ground suddenly let out a roar that was not as chaotic as a human, and stretched his neck with blue veins bulging in the sky. It seemed that the evil creature that should not have appeared here was making the wildest provocation to all the laws between heaven and earth!

"Aoah!"

Even the people who were fighting around and flying flesh were shocked by this amazing scene.

The fierce battle in this killing field stopped instantly, and the whole audience suddenly became quiet, and time seemed to have stopped.

A pair of men who were chopping axe 30 meters away stopped fighting in shock and turned to look...

Two men who were surrounding Du Mu, one left and one right, were also stunned, looking at the man in front of Du Mu who seemed abnormal at first sight.

People didn't speak, but they were staring at the unlucky guy who had officially left the human form and turned into a zombie with shocking eyes...

"Aoah!"

The zombie roared to the sky...

Du Mu heard a series of prompts in his ears.

"All warning! All warning! The space detects the first G virus officially infected person in this world and appears!"

"Because of some unexpected human factors, the G virus that is closed in this plot has been activated."

"Because the virus infected person appears, the plot of Resident Evil Raccoon City is forced to start!"

"The plot characters appear!"

"All warning! All warning! All adventurers who participate in the competition may be infected with G virus once attacked, gnawed, bleeded, or touched their blood, body fluids, etc. Once attacked, they will become G virus infected with them after a period of latent carrying period. The length of the incubation period depends on the physical condition of each person. If infected, please go to the vending machine to exchange for detoxification serum. Each bottle is priced at 99 hours."

When I heard this news, almost all the surviving adventurers were in a dark state!

In these people's minds, there are ten thousand MMPs, and I don't know whether to say it or not?
Chapter completed!