The owner of the fierce-looking small eyes was a behemoth, roughly twice the height of Cheng Shuang, burly and massive, with bulging muscles and a mouthful of prominent teeth.

He stared intently at Cheng Shuang, his eyes like infrared beams, and after a few seconds, he scanned the girl's information into his mind.

Based on the information uploaded via the network, the behemoth concluded that the humans in front of it were of unknown identity and were illegal immigrants.

The threat level immediately rose from civilian to unknown.

He raised the rocket launcher attached to his right arm, about to launch an attack, when a glint flashed in his cloudy eyes, forcibly suppressing the command issued by the chip in his brain.

He rubbed his temples with his left hand, a helpless expression on his ugly, grotesque face. Then, he lifted his heavy thigh, taking small, gentle steps, and crouched low to quietly approach the little girl who was getting up to push open the door.

Under the dim light, Cheng Shuang's ears twitched slightly. She continued pushing the door open, her right hand gripping the long knife tightened. Just as an overly tall shadow was about to completely envelop her, she swiftly turned her wrist and slashed with the knife.

The blade, raised to its highest point, barely slid down to the opponent's throat, drawing out a trickle of blood.

Cheng Shuang's eyes widened in surprise. The tall man was completely unharmed, standing firmly in front of her, looking down at her with a slight bow.

Although those small eyes were completely devoid of emotion, Cheng Shuang somehow detected a scrutinizing quality in them.

The two people, one tall and one short, remained locked in a stalemate, neither willing to back down or advance.

Cheng Shuang could even hear her own heartbeat slowly amplifying in the quiet night.

In an instant, tears welled up in the enormous creature's beady eyes, and large tears fell. Its mouth, revealing its large white teeth, opened and closed, letting out a low, hoarse roar like a beast's howl, "Shuang! You've finally come!"

Cheng Shuang was startled; the sound was truly terrifying!

But the next second the little girl came to her senses, staring dumbfounded at the tall monster whose tears were streaming down his face, looking utterly aggrieved. She swallowed hard and stammered, "Uncle... Uncle Du?" Was he being used as a guinea pig by the Umbrella Corporation?

It is clear that Cheng Shuang's guess was right.

"Hmm!" The tall monster wiped his face with his rough hands, baring his teeth in an attempt to smile, but unfortunately, the current state of his face prevented him from making any expression. "My official name now is the Vengeful Evil God! It's Umbrella's fault! Sometimes my brain isn't working properly..." He gestured to the back of his head, "There's a chip there, we need to scan the specific location before we can eradicate it."

The young girl hesitated slightly. If the Umbrella Corporation really caught Uncle Du and put him through all sorts of tests, would the person in front of her still be Uncle Du?

"Should we use a code to verify their identity?" Du Lanshan suggested.

Cheng Shuang nodded quite honestly and blurted out, "Green?"

"blue."

"Mountain?"

"water."

"Passed!" The little girl held out her hand, and Du Lanshan subconsciously gave her a five.

As a result, he completely ignored his own strength and pushed Cheng Shuang directly into the instructor's office.

The little girl was still beaming with joy! Before she could even blink, she found herself surrounded by zombies. Her smile froze on her face, and she gave a tall, elegant thumbs-up to the man outside the door with a forced smile.

Very good and powerful!

Uncle Du, who's terrible at messing with his teammates, is the best!

Du Lanshan scratched his rugged yet bald head, then awkwardly raised the rocket launcher, ready to solve Cheng Shuang's problem.

The little girl's eyes were practically popping out of their sockets; she felt that Uncle Du wasn't just sometimes confused, but had completely lost his intelligence.

If that shell were fired, half the school would probably be destroyed.

They weren't trying to help her; they were clearly sending her to her funeral!

After kicking away a lunging zombie, Cheng Shuang hurriedly whispered in alarm, "No way!"

Fortunately, Du Lanshan knew he wasn't very bright and was determined to follow orders. He immediately lowered the cannon barrel and asked innocently and aggrievedly, "What should I do?"

Cheng Shuang bent down and used her shoulder to push away another zombie, her face contorted in a grimace, "Use your fists!"

Du Lanshan gave a simple "oh," strode into the office with his strong legs, and slapped all the zombies to the ground with one palm each in an instant.

"Uncle Du, does your mission include killing zombies?" Cheng Shuang stopped the tall man who was about to stomp on the 'watermelon' with the sole of his foot, tilted her head back, and winked secretly. "You know, the mission!"

"I didn't kill any zombies!" Du Lanshan said in a muffled voice, then gestured to the back of his head, "This, it's this!"

Cheng Shuang immediately understood that Uncle Du's mission was related to the chip in his head. The little girl pursed her lips, realizing that this mission had become much more difficult.

Finding a healthy doctor in the apocalypse is difficult, but finding a neurosurgeon who is not afraid of zombies is even more difficult.

Although the T-virus is currently only spreading in Raccoon City, following the movie formula, with several Resident Evil films released one after another, the background can't be fixed in Raccoon City. It will inevitably eventually lead to a global disaster.

Without equipment and medicine, doctors are like a pot of rice to cook; everything is in vain.

Besides, which doctor would be willing to perform brain surgery on the vengeful god? What if they use their position for personal gain and just cut Uncle Du to death...?

Cheng Shuang understood the importance of not rushing things. She calmed herself down and used her knife to take down the zombies lying on the ground one by one, first earning her mission points.

She doesn't plan to look for Angel anymore; it would be better for her and Uncle Du to separate from the main characters.

The two huddled in the office, wary of the chip monitoring Du Lanshan's words and the people he saw through his vision. He dipped his finger in the ink Cheng Shuang handed him and wrote things down blindly.

As a bioweapon, the God of Vengeance evolved in a completely different direction from Alice. Alice was more perfect; she belonged to the evolution of humanity. The God of Vengeance, on the other hand, was mostly controlled by the virus. If Du Lanshan had not had a special identity, he would probably have become a mindless killing machine long ago.

He escaped by taking advantage of the opportunity the lab assigned him to pursue Alice. Fortunately, he wasn't the only one seeking revenge. The higher-ups at Umbrella were eager to track down Alice and focus all their attention on her, which gave Du Lanshan a chance to hide and catch his breath.

Therefore, the two decided not to get together with the protagonist, otherwise they would be easily wiped out.

The task assigned to Du Lanshan by the Gate of Reincarnation is very important, as it is entirely related to his future development and safety.

If he could stay in Resident Evil forever, that would be one thing, but he has to return to the rest stop; the chip is always a potential hazard.

As for appearance, he didn't really care. Everyone looks different, and in the Land of Death, it doesn't really matter. Survival is more important than anything else.

But he didn't want to carry a bomb that might suddenly explode and harm his companions or himself.

Just as the two finished their discussion, a fire suddenly lit up the sky in one corner of the school. The loud noise attracted all the zombies. They hid behind the zombies and saw Alice and Jill, dragging a little girl, running desperately out of the school.