Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Epic-Level Story Mission—”Biohazard” begins!
Current Mission—”Biohazard Omen”
Mission requirement: Defend Roguetown for 12 hours and destroy all enemy players during the confrontation mission. Mission reward: Calculated based on performance during mission.
“As expected!”
Even though Feng Luo had been expecting it when the system prompted the familiar message, his heart was still a bit thrilled.
“But… it’s a confrontation mission! Enemy players?”
This part of the system prompt was beyond his expectation.
Luo Feng wasn’t the only one shocked. In fact, when the system prompt popped up, Brother Ling was at a building near the hospital, observing a member of the city guard snarling and mutating on the hospital rooftop. He was surprised when Feng Luo told him about the effects of the T-virus infection and was stunned when he saw the prompt.
“Biohazard? Epic-level story mission!”
“Aren’t we on the city-building mission? How did it suddenly become an Epic-level mission? And what kind of level is Epic?”
Brother Ling wasn’t being ignorant. Up until now, the story missions that had appeared in War belonged to only four levels, which were Beginner, Intermediate, Advanced, and Super.
Beginner story missions usually involved fewer than a total of 10 players and major NPCs, and the stories could be complicated but on a small scale. As for Advanced-level missions, they usually involved more than 1,000 to 10,000 people, just like the story mission that Feng Luo had taken part in to defend the Town of Exiles.
However, the Epic-level quest was a mission level that no one had ever heard of before.
“Biohazard?” Brother Ling kept mumbling. At the moment, he didn’t know what the name meant, and he couldn’t even imagine the level of lethality of this invisible infectious virus.
On the first floor of the cafe, Sister Rui was immersed in thought.
“Biohazard… It seems that our mission coincides with this Epic level mission, and I don’t know if that’s good or bad.”
Her eyes were firmly locked on the T-virus-infected, naked, bloodied body that had grown much larger after swallowing the killed scientist.
In War, overlaps between two different characters or stories were common, resulting in changes in missions. When missions coincided, most of the time, they would become harder to complete.
In one of the cubicles at the coffee house, Feng Luo was looking at the rooftop of the hospital. The size of the infected body was huge, with muscles and big claws. A sudden thought came to his mind: Tyrant!
Tyrant. A powerful biochemical product that was produced by the T-virus.
The T-virus, short for Tyrant-Virus, had a significant status in the game Resident Evil. In Resident Evil, Tyrant was a clone of a Russian soldier with terrible power and a height of around four meters in its full form. However, it did not make an appearance in the live-action film.
Feng Luo did not expect to see a Tyrant here. Although it seemed that the Tyrant had not evolved in its full form yet, its three-meter height, huge claws, and its ability to swallow a dead body so quickly displayed its lethality and ferocity.
However, from this point of view, it was obvious that the Biohazard story in War was quite different than the Resident Evil story on Earth. After all, there were no virus outbreaks in the United States, Eastern Europe, or Japan, like the original story. And with the intervention of players, it was certainly impossible for the mission to fully follow the original story.
The appearance of Wesker and the “White Queen,” however, allowed Feng Luo the advantage of knowing the setting of Resident Evil in War. It could be useful to know which important characters would appear.
While Feng Luo was thinking, Captain Harley was not idling around. NPCs would not get any hints from the system. Therefore, they didn’t know what would happen next. But the one thing that he could be sure of was that he couldn’t allow the crazy monster before him to threaten the lives of the residents in Roguetown.
So…
“Damn, what is happening!” Captain Harley shouted as he took out a police assault rifle from his back. He went straight to the window and started shooting the Tyrant on the hospital roof.
The hospital was less than 100 meters away from their location, which was within the effective range of an assault rifle. Therefore, the bullets almost instantly flew and hit the Tyrant.
Bang, bang, bang…!
The bullets hit the Tyrant, and holes immediately appeared on its bloodied body. Damage values were popping up continuously over the top of its head!
However, when Harley’s 30 rounds were all finished, the Tyrant’s muscles immediately flexed, and the bleeding ceased from all its wounds. It looked irritated!
The Tyrant turned around to face Feng Luo and Captain Harley’s direction and angrily stared at them with its dark red pupil. Then his legs hunkered down. Its body jerked, jumping straight off the four-story roof.
It jumped onto a street lamppost, grabbed it with its bare hands, and twisted the wood-covered steel lamppost into a ball.
Bam!
The Tyrant landed on the ground and swiftly charged in the direction of the cafe.
Along the way, all the obstacles on the road were knocked aside by his body. Even some tourists and residents who were escaping were caught by his claws and thrown more than ten meters away. They fell onto sharp corners, some cracking their heads, their brains flying all over the place.
Mu Zi, Sister Rui! Come on, let’s fight!”
As soon as Captain Harley started shooting at the Tyrant, Feng Luo knew the situation would be bad.
There was no other way. He knew that under the current situation, the best course of action was to leave Harley behind so the three of them could quickly escape, but when he thought about the fact that Harley could still be useful, Feng Luo just had to try fighting.
Feng Luo dropped his disguise as a tourist. After a shout, an M110 showed up in his hands.
Bang!
−1995
After the first shot, it took less than 0.1 seconds, and the flashy blue shield-breaking energy bullet hit the abdomen of the Tyrant running toward them. The bullet spun at high speed and shredded the monster’s bare muscles, drilling a small, bowl-sized hole in his stomach. But the Tyrant felt nothing and was still charging toward the cafe.
Feng Luo kept on shooting.
Bang!
−2813
The second shot was more accurate, and the bullet landed directly in the hole produced by the last shot to the abdomen. The yellow-colored weak-point damage value increased by a lot. However, the Tyrant continued charging toward them at a high rate of speed, ignoring Feng Luo’s shots.
