pjbooks Chapter 147 The Dumb Girl Who Picks Up Trash
Chapter 147 The Dumb Girl Who Picks Up Trash
Compared to the hellish scene on Lin Fan's side,
In Raccoon City, the entire city has been completely reduced to a post-apocalyptic wasteland.
The entire city, its streets and alleys, is covered with all kinds of fungi.
Some fungal zombies have even blended into the surrounding buildings.
Meanwhile, the ruins surrounding the Umbrella Corporation headquarters building were also in ruins.
With Lin Fan's aura protecting her, the naive girl is going further and further down the path of courting death.
Right now, she's holding a selfie stick, preparing for a live-streamed post-apocalyptic adventure to meet online viewers...
"Guys, tell me, isn't this atmosphere amazing?!"
Ignoring the fungal zombies walking around her, the silly girl smugly said to the camera,
"I ask you all, who has as much guts as me?"
"Hey... brothers, we've struck it rich! We're rich this time!"
As she spoke, Dada Mei, as if she had discovered some treasure, hurriedly ran towards a fungal zombie in front of her.
She quickly caught up with the zombie and then reached out without hesitation...
He pulled a pistol from the other person's waist and smugly showed it off to the viewers in the live stream.
"Look, look at this, it's the real thing..."
Sato Saori, standing to the side, broke out in a cold sweat as she watched the dazed girl's skillful movements.
I couldn't help but shout in my heart...
Wow!
This woman is getting bolder and bolder!
However, at this moment, the comments in her live stream were sparse.
After all, all the internet's traffic is currently focused on that mysterious live stream room.
[Hey streamer, can you stop picking up trash? Our guy's identity has been exposed all over the internet! As someone who knows him, can't you go live next door and beat up Gandalf the White for us?!]
[Yeah, streamer, you're a big streamer, can you please stop picking up trash?]
"I'd like to, but I can't afford..."
"Shh!"
As Daida was speaking, he suddenly made a shushing gesture and quickly pulled her down to squat down.
"Guys, something's up!"
As she spoke, she discreetly peeked the camera out from behind the broken wall.
In front of them stood the Umbrella headquarters, covered in a carpet of fungi.
There were actually four people standing there.
She clearly remembered that there were no living people here before.
Upon closer inspection, the four people's attire was extremely strange.
The leader was dressed in a black, tight-fitting combat suit, with a half-covering tactical mask on his face, revealing only a pair of indifferent eyes.
Behind him followed a giant nearly three meters tall, a skinny man toying with a scalpel, and another…
A red-haired woman floating in mid-air.
"Captain, the pollution levels here are very high."
The red-haired woman looked at the instrument in her hand, her brows furrowed.
"The pollution here is too high."
"It doesn't matter."
The leader of the men in black had a hoarse voice, like two pieces of sandpaper rubbing together.
He raised his head and looked into the depths of the hall.
That's the passageway leading to the building's underground laboratory.
"Our goal is to obtain key materials for the 'God-Making Project'."
"The church is holding us back; we must get our things out of there before they arrive."
Roar--!
Just then, a dozen mutated fungal zombies suddenly burst out from the surrounding shadows.
These zombies were stronger and incredibly fast than before.
however.
The four people didn't even glance at it.
The three-meter-tall giant simply waved his hand casually.
boom!
The air seemed to have become a solid wall.
More than a dozen zombies exploded into clouds of blood mist in mid-air, leaving not even a trace.
The girl hiding behind the broken wall was so frightened that she almost threw her phone away.
"Holy...holy shit?!"
"Who the hell is this deity?"
Their combat power is terrifying!
Just then, the skinny man wielding the scalpel suddenly turned his head and his gaze accurately locked onto the location where the dazed girl was hiding.
Startled, the young woman quickly retreated behind the wall.
"Captain, it looks like there's a little mouse peeking at us."
"Should we get rid of it?"
"No need. The mission is more important!"
The captain's voice was completely flat, and he didn't even turn his head.
In his eyes, two ants huddled in the corner, trembling, were not worth wasting time on, not even a second.
"Consider yourselves lucky."
The skinny man paused in his toying of the scalpel, then casually tucked it back into his waistband.
He grinned at the two people behind the broken wall, revealing a set of gleaming white teeth, then turned and followed the group.
"call……"
Daida Mei collapsed to the ground, her back soaked with cold sweat.
For a brief moment, she really thought she was going to die.
He didn't even have time to write his will.
"Um... have they left?"
Sato Saori held her head in her hands, peeking half her head out from behind the dorky girl, her voice still trembling.
"Let's go...let's go."
The girl swallowed hard and tried to stand up, her legs feeling weak.
But the next second, her instinct to be a live streamer, ingrained in her DNA, took over again.
This is a once-in-a-lifetime event!
If I shut down the broadcast and run away now, wouldn't I be ridiculed by those old fogies in the live stream?
Fortune favors the bold!
She shakily raised her phone and whispered into the live stream:
"Guys... I almost died on the spot just now! These guys were terrifying, the way they looked at us was like we were dead!"
[This is the perfect moment to say something witty: Streamer, don't be a coward! Go fight them! I'll send you a super rocket!]
[A fan of drama: That guy playing with the knife was pretty cool, is he some kind of special forces unit?]
[30 Years of Professional Gossip Observer: Stop swooning, look at that equipment, they're definitely not a regular army! The US is in complete chaos right now, they look more like mercenaries!]
"Hiring mercenaries?"
Looking at the comments, Daida felt even more uneasy.
However, at this very moment, the mutation recurs.
Da da da da—!
A series of eerie rumbling sounds came from overhead.
A powerful gust of air swept across the entire area immediately afterward.
The rubble and dust on the ground were whipped up by the gale and pelted against the ruins.
"What the heck! Not again?"
The young woman quickly covered her head, and the phone camera shook violently in the strong wind.
A completely black, unmarked vertical takeoff and landing transport plane hovered like a ghost above the plaza in front of the Umbrella Building.
Before the plane had even come to a complete stop.
Several dark figures leaped down from a height of more than ten meters.
Bang!Bang!Bang!
Several dull thuds sounded as the plane landed.
There was no cushioning, no tumbling.
It was like several solid lumps of iron crashing to the ground.
The cement floor was instantly cracked like a spider web by the footsteps.
The dust settled.
Five figures appeared.
They were all dressed in black trench coats, wearing white masks without any facial features, and a dark gold badge pinned to their chests.
It was a crescent moon that seemed particularly dazzling at that moment.
"Who...who is this deity?"
The girl was completely dumbfounded.
no……
Before, when I saw an Awakener online, I felt it was a really big deal!
How come nowadays, experts of this level are popping up like cabbages, one bunch at a time?
at the same time,
The four-person team that was about to enter the building stopped in their tracks.
The three-meter-tall giant suddenly turned around, his muscles tensing and creaking, as if facing a formidable enemy.
The skinny man who had been wielding the scalpel stopped laughing. Three throwing knives had appeared in his hands without him noticing, and he stared intently at the newcomer.
The red-haired woman's device emitted a piercing alarm, and her face turned pale.
"Captain, the energy reaction... is very high!"
The captain of the mysterious team slowly turned around.
Those eyes, hidden behind the tactical mask, were fixed on the five men in black trench coats opposite them.
silence.
Dead silence.
The two sides faced off amidst the ruins, the air seemingly frozen in that moment.
half an hour.
The captain of the mysterious team finally spoke, his voice hoarse as if he had a mouthful of sand in it:
"Dark Night...Shadow Assassination?"