"Damn it, what kind of world is this?" In a small garden corner, a young black-haired boy, looking no older than fourteen or fifteen, couldn't help but exclaim as he read the newspaper in his hands.
The left side of the newspaper featured an entire page introducing a company and its products, a new type of drug for treating rare diseases. At the top of the page, there was an overview of the company's history and its mission to "maintain human health." This was all normal; it was just an advertisement.
But the problem was the company's logo. This was what caused the black-haired boy to shout. It was a red and white umbrella—Umbrella Corporation.
To others, this might seem like a normal company, but to the black-haired boy, it was anything but normal because he was not from this world.
To him, Umbrella Corporation was just a company from a game, ostensibly a pharmaceutical company but secretly conducting bioweapon research, creating zombies, tyrants, and other bioweapons, causing massive casualties.
In the game, this was fine, even interesting, but if it appeared in reality, it would be anything but interesting.
"Could I have traveled to the world of Resident Evil? Damn, I can't be this unlucky." To ordinary people, the world of Resident Evil was extremely dangerous, and the black-haired boy was just an ordinary person.
"I hope it's not the movie version of the Resident Evil world." The Resident Evil world could be divided into two: the game and the movie, with vastly different levels of danger.
In the game world, as long as you avoided certain dangerous places or went to the East, it was generally safe. But if it was the movie world... well.
Unfortunately, whether it was the game or the movie world, it made no difference to the black-haired boy because he was now in the legendary Raccoon City.
The newspaper he held was the Raccoon City Daily.
"I might be the unluckiest time traveler or reincarnator ever. Compared to my peers who become kings or at least big shots, this is embarrassing."
The black-haired boy's name was Daniel Davis. In his previous life, of course, he wasn't called this, but now that name no longer mattered to him.
Daniel's consciousness from his previous life had emerged a few days ago because the black-haired boy had an accident. As a result, Daniel's consciousness appeared or awakened. Due to the boy's previous experiences, Daniel also had those memories.
This black-haired boy was of Chinese descent, a mixed-race child. His father was Chinese, and both his parents worked for Umbrella Corporation. It should have been a very happy family.
In this world, Umbrella Corporation was known for its high salaries and great benefits, and every year, countless people would do anything to join.
But when the black-haired boy was ten, his parents never returned. According to Umbrella Corporation, they had an unfortunate accident. After that, the boy became an orphan and lived in Raccoon City's orphanage.
The Raccoon City orphanage housed many children whose parents worked for Umbrella, which was why this orphanage had excellent conditions, incomparable to others.
*Cough cough.*
"Damn, looks like I got infected with the T-virus." Daniel thought as he looked at the bandage on his arm after coughing vigorously, even tearing up.
He had no good thoughts about Umbrella Corporation. On the surface, this orphanage, heavily sponsored by Umbrella, seemed to provide a happy life for the children.
But every year, some children mysteriously disappeared. Umbrella's explanation was that these children were adopted, but what really happened, only Umbrella knew.
Because of Umbrella, Raccoon City was very prosperous, yet also very isolated. To leave Raccoon City and reach another city, even by car, took at least three days.
Originally, Raccoon City was a remote mountain town until Umbrella settled there. Over decades, it turned into a very prosperous city.
The city's people were grateful to Umbrella, which also strictly controlled all industries there.
Sadly, the residents had no idea of the cost they paid for their town's transformation.
"If I turn into a zombie, I'd rather end myself. Why am I so unlucky?" Daniel was very anxious about his condition but had no solution.
Reporting Umbrella Corporation? That's a joke. He knew he'd become one of Umbrella's test subjects before he even finished speaking.
"I remember there's an antidote for the T-virus. I can only rely on that now."
"Daniel, Officer Jill is here to see you." At that moment, a nun-like figure approached, followed by two young women dressed similarly.
"Hello, I'm Jill, and this is Rebecca." The taller woman squatted in front of Daniel, smiling as she spoke. Despite her smile, there was no warmth in her eyes.
"Hello." The other woman, who was petite, waved and smiled.
"Jill, Rebecca... Looks like it's the game world." The Resident Evil world had no Rebecca in the movies. Daniel didn't know much about the Resident Evil games; his knowledge came from researching online after watching the movies.
Daniel had played Resident Evil games, but only for a while before giving up. He was terrified of horror games; he could watch videos, but never play them himself.
"What exactly happened that day? Do you remember?" Jill asked, smiling.
"I'm not sure. I just heard screams, saw blood and a shadow, and because I was scared, I ran away. After that, I don't remember."
The reason Daniel's consciousness awakened was due to an accident a few days ago when he and some friends went to the suburbs to play and were attacked by zombie dogs. Only he escaped.
Of course, he couldn't tell Jill and Rebecca this. Even if they believed him, a young man with a cold face and sunglasses stood by a distant rockery, arms crossed, watching them—Wesker.
In Resident Evil, Wesker was the villain Daniel remembered most, comparable only to Ada Wong. Even Leon and Chris, the protagonists, were behind them.
"Ah." At this moment, Daniel suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head and couldn't help but scream loudly.
"Daniel!" The nun rushed over, looking worried, while Rebecca also hurried over to check on him.
"You'd better come back another time," the nun said to Jill and Rebecca once Daniel calmed down.
"Alright." Jill was reluctant but left with Rebecca.
"Any findings?" Wesker asked as they reached him.
"He didn't see anything." Jill replied coldly.
"I have some clues. Let's investigate." Wesker glanced at Daniel and said.
"Damn Wesker." In the games, Wesker was cool, but in reality, he was deadly.
"Hopefully, he hasn't noticed me." For Daniel, it was best to stay far away from Wesker.
"Now let's hear from Tony Stark, the chairman of Stark Industries and winner of this year's Turing Award."
As he walked into the cafeteria, hearing this, Daniel collapsed to the ground, causing a stir among those around him. Before losing consciousness, he had only one thought:
"What kind of hellish world is this?"
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"Ah, I don't want to become a zombie!" In the middle of the night, Daniel Davis suddenly jumped out of bed, shouting loudly.
After seeing his surroundings through the light filtering in from the window, Daniel let out a long breath and wiped the sweat from his forehead. He realized that his forehead was drenched in sweat, and his pajamas and bed were soaked as well.
"Looks like it was just a dream." Feeling uncomfortable with his damp clothes, Daniel tried to get out of bed. But as soon as his hand touched the bed, he leaped out of it.
"This..." Daniel immediately sensed something was off.
Concentrating deeply, Daniel's face suddenly took on a strange expression. He raised his right hand, and a hemispherical space appeared under his palm.
"This is..." Staring at this peculiar space, Daniel didn't know what to say for a moment. "Room." As soon as he spoke, the hemispherical space expanded, forming a two-meter diameter hemisphere in front of him.
"The Surgical Fruit," he realized. The memories in his mind and the scene before him left no doubt—he seemed to have gained the ability of the Surgical Fruit.
"Why the Surgical Fruit? Could it be because I ate a fake Surgical Fruit earlier?" Of course, what Daniel had eaten wasn't a real Surgical Fruit, but a replica bought at an anime convention. These replicas came in various types and flavors, completely unlike the disgusting taste of the original Devil Fruits.
"If I'd known, I would have eaten a Logia type." Putting away his abilities, Daniel muttered to himself. He had no memory of how he traveled or reincarnated. All he remembered was a loud bang while he was in an elevator, followed by darkness, and then nothing.
"At least I have a cheat ability now." After confirming he indeed had the Surgical Fruit's power, Daniel began experimenting with its abilities based on his memories.
Spatial displacement worked, but the two-meter range was practically useless. However, the ability to control everything within the space was quite impressive.
The essence of the Surgical Fruit is that within its range, it's like being on an operating table, under the absolute control of the one performing the surgery. In a way, this is akin to having a domain.
Despite the powerful ability, Daniel's current usable range was too small to be of much help.
"Law could extend his room to cover an entire city; his stamina is incredible." Using the Surgical Fruit's abilities consumes stamina. After testing a few abilities, Daniel felt as if he had run several hundred-meter sprints and was on the verge of exhaustion.
"It seems the Surgical Fruit neutralized the T-virus and might have even evolved me a bit." Sensing the changes in his body, Daniel figured out the reason for his physical changes.
"With this ability, becoming a doctor wouldn't be bad." Within the Surgical Fruit's domain, even if he dismembered someone, they wouldn't die. Not utilizing this power to be a doctor would be a waste.
Modern surgeons face numerous challenges due to the body's complexity, but the Surgical Fruit eliminates those issues.
"The Surgical Fruit and the virus make a perfect pair." Umbrella has all kinds of viruses with various side effects. Unless one is compatible, the only result of infection is turning into a monster.
Even Wesker, whose body could adapt to many viruses, eventually turned into a monster due to excessive virus injections.
Umbrella's researchers couldn't solve these side effects, but that didn't mean Daniel couldn't—or rather, that the Surgical Fruit couldn't.
"T-virus enhancement, G-virus enhancement—if these viruses could enhance without side effects, they would significantly boost my strength. I wonder how long it will be before Raccoon City's crisis erupts." Thinking about Raccoon City's impending crisis dampened Daniel's excitement about gaining the Surgical Fruit's power.
Given its current range, the Surgical Fruit's ability wasn't much help to Daniel. The scope was too small.
"I'm exhausted. I need to rest. Wait, I feel like I forgot something." Exhausted from experimenting with the Surgical Fruit's powers, Daniel quickly wiped off his sweat with some water and lay down to sleep.
"Recovering is great; health is indeed the foundation of revolution. But..." The next day, feeling invigorated, Daniel still pretended to be very weak.
"I knew I forgot something. It's Stark—Iron Man, Tony Stark. I completely forgot about him." While eating breakfast, Daniel finally remembered after hearing the news mention Stark again.
"Stark, Stark... of course, it's that playboy." Although Stark looked younger now, Daniel hadn't recognized him at first glance. Yes, he hadn't recognized him.
Daniel had a mild case of face blindness, especially with foreign faces. If it were the middle-aged Stark, he might have recognized him, but now, he just couldn't.
The only reason he could confirm it was Stark was because of Captain America. In a world with Captain America, Stark was undoubtedly that Stark. This world wasn't just the Resident Evil world; it was also the Marvel world.
Resident Evil was already dangerous enough, but compared to the Marvel world, the two weren't even on the same level.
Besides other threats, there was that cosmic madman with the nickname "Purple Grape," who could wipe out half the universe with a snap of his fingers.
That's a distant threat. Closer ones include Hydra, the organization that cuts off one head and grows two more.
"I'm thinking too far ahead. I need to get through the current crisis first. The zombie dogs have started attacking people, which means Raccoon City's crisis is about to erupt." Checking the internet for recent mysterious and brutal murders in Raccoon City, Daniel immediately understood why Jill and Rebecca had visited him before.
"I think they're part of S.T.A.R.S., not regular police officers. Well, this world is already different from the Resident Evil I knew."
Daniel then started studying the maps of Raccoon City and its gun stores. In Resident Evil, not having a gun was a death sentence. Even with the Surgical Fruit, giving him immunity to the T-virus, he wouldn't dare let zombies bite him.
"Unfortunately, there's no time to study more; otherwise, I could enhance the Surgical Fruit's abilities." To better utilize the Surgical Fruit's powers, besides being strong himself, Daniel needed extraordinary knowledge.
Within the domain of the Surgical Fruit, Daniel could automatically acquire knowledge about objects, like the composition of glass or the ingredients in medicine.
But this automatic acquisition was akin to reading an instruction manual. Without a solid understanding, it was meaningless.
Unlike Devil Fruits purely meant for combat, the Surgical Fruit's power wasn't designed for fighting.
Perhaps due to the combined powers of the Surgical Fruit and the T-virus, Daniel's memory had improved significantly, though not to the point of photographic memory. Soon, he memorized the general map of Raccoon City and the locations of several gun stores.
"Daniel, someone is here to see you." As Daniel was looking at the map and planning his next steps, the nun came over with a blonde, eleven or twelve-year-old girl with a delicate face.
"Are you alright?" The girl asked with concern.
"And you are?" Daniel asked, finding the girl somewhat familiar yet strange.
"This is Sherry," the nun immediately said.
"Sherry, ah, I remember now. Sorry, I've had headaches recently and can't think straight," Daniel said apologetically.
"It's okay," the girl replied understandingly.
"Sherry Birkin." After a brief conversation, Daniel realized who the girl was—her father was William Birkin.
Sherry and Daniel had a good relationship because Daniel's parents had been researchers under William. Since his parents spent most of their time in the lab and rarely came home, Daniel and Sherry had become friends.
Knowing who she was, Daniel's expression turned complex. In a way, Raccoon City's crisis was caused by her parents' research.
Sherry was also a victim of her parents' actions.
Thinking about this, Daniel couldn't help but sigh.
"Rebecca, be careful. Shoot first if you see the target," a teammate from Bravo Team, standing by a stopped train in the Arklay Mountains outside Raccoon City, cautioned Rebecca, who was new and on her first mission.
"Yes, Captain." Rebecca's face changed slightly as she looked at the wanted notice, then she took several deep breaths to calm herself and replied solemnly.
The wanted man on the notice was Billy, sentenced to death for the massacre of twenty-three people.
For Rebecca, who had just graduated from university, encountering such a person was unprecedented. Graduating from a prestigious medical school at eighteen, Rebecca was undoubtedly a genius.
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