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Even so, Oswell E. Spencer still had a dedicated research team that was always loyal to him alone.
This team's research project was also established specifically for him.
That was how to gain eternal life and regain youth through a virus!
The head of this organization was Alex, one of the only two survivors from the Wesker Project, just like Albert Wesker.
After his subordinates rebelled and his commercial empire collapsed, Oswell E. Spencer placed all his last hopes on Alex and the team she led.
However, to his utter despair, Alex's team mysteriously disappeared not long ago.
Evidently, he had been betrayed by his confidants once again.
This time, it almost completely exhausted all the resources he had at hand.
This made Oswell E. Spencer realize that his hope of "eternal life" had been completely shattered.
And now, the only one he could trust was probably just the old butler who had always been by his side.
But the thought of his remaining life, spent relying on medical equipment and endless transfusions, filled Oswell E. Spencer with anger and frustration.
So, in his despair, he decided to reveal his last hiding place to attract the ambitious Wesker.
He wanted to see if he could, in his own way, persuade his former beloved subordinate to turn over a new leaf and continue to assist him in his dream of becoming a god.
His confidence stemmed from the fact that he possessed information about the location of the Stairway to the Sun Flower, which Wesker desperately sought!
Oswell E. Spencer ignored the old butler, who had been stabbed through the chest by Wesker's knife hand and was looking at him with reluctance, and spoke breathlessly:
"I have spent my life's efforts trying to use the Progenitor Virus to create a new, advanced human species, and to… cough, cough, cough… to regard it as humanity's entire hope for the future."
"And the 13 young Weskers who participated in the Wesker Project, entrusted with this hope, were all endowed with almost infinite potential and possibilities."
"However, among them, only two ultimately survived… that is you and Alex."
"But in my eyes, without a doubt, only you are the most outstanding among them!"
However, facing this flattery from his former superior, Wesker clearly wasn't buying it.
He directly ignored Oswell E. Spencer's fawning gaze.
Turning to look at the gloomy sky outside the window, he said without looking back:
"So… you're saying I was created by you?"
Oswell E. Spencer, who had always been accustomed to being high and mighty, clearly found it hard to accept the other party's cold attitude.
But he still suppressed the anger in his heart and made one last effort, full of unwillingness, towards his former proud student.
"Albert, put away your arrogance… I was supposed to become a god and lead a new humanity to create a new World."
"But all of that was utterly destroyed by that damned accident in Raccoon City."
"Now, the only thing that can still bring me some comfort is you, Albert!"
"Even if all my previous efforts have come to naught, you are still the most outstanding work I have ever produced in my life…"
As he spoke, the agitated Oswell E. Spencer struggled to stand up from his wheelchair.
Then, with faltering steps, he slowly moved towards Wesker.
He seemed to want to use this tragic display to awaken even a sliver of sympathy in the other party's heart.
"I know, this current state of being almost at the end of my rope looks somewhat ironic."
"Especially for someone like me, who was almost able to become a god, yet cannot even resist the erosion of time and the approach of death…"
"Honestly, Albert, how much I envy you, being able to achieve a nearly perfect balance with the Progenitor Virus and thus possessing a body that will not age…"
"But child, come back, come back into my embrace."
"Only under my guidance can you truly change this World and, together with me, lead all humanity towards a more perfect path of evolution!"
"Become a god… you? You're not worthy!"
Wesker was not only unmoved by the other party's feigned affection, but found it utterly ridiculous.
He raised his large hand, gripped Oswell E. Spencer's neck, and lifted him like a chicken to his face, mocking him wantonly:
"You old geezer don't have that qualification at all… you can't become a god, and you don't understand what a god is like!"
"Now I'll tell you, the true God that exists in this World, and the only one worthy of human worship, His name is…"
In the unseen, a voice seemed to whisper that name in Wesker's ear.
So he blurted it out without thinking, "…Nurgle!"
"Whether it's life, death, or evolution, for Him, it's all a matter of a single thought."
"And we humans are merely the children and followers of this benevolent Father."
"But you are right about one thing, humanity indeed needs salvation and evolution."
"But this sacred and arduous task is destined to be completed by me, a 'God Chosen'!"
"I will create an unprecedentedly powerful virus, and then select new humans from among humanity who can adapt to this virus, granting them great power and ushering in a new era."
"As for you, this arrogant and presumptuous old man… just quietly witness my success from your grave."
As he spoke, Wesker's five fingers transformed into five tentacles, directly piercing into Oswell E. Spencer's neck and extending upwards into his brain.
He simultaneously absorbed the remaining life force of the other party and read the information about the location of the Sun Ladder Flower in his brain.
This was a new ability Wesker had just awakened in the past two days after taking the "special viral agent" bestowed by Father Nurgle.
This made him firmly believe that Nurgle was a god and he completely became His follower.
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[Detected collectible soul, Warp soul count +1]
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"Haha, so the Stairway to the Sun Flower grows in West Africa."
Soon, Wesker found the information he needed in the other party's brain, then disdainfully tossed the shriveled corpse aside.
But just then, two agile figures suddenly rushed into the hall.
It was none other than Wesker's arch-nemesis, Chris Redfield, one of the 11 founders of BSAA (Bioterrorism Security Assessment Alliance), and his partner, Jill Valentine, another founder of BSAA.
"Wesker, those people outside were indeed all killed by you!"
Enemies meeting, eyes burning with hatred, Chris Redfield, without a word, pulled the trigger and fired a series of precise shots at Wesker.
Jill Valentine, by his side, did the same.
Both reacted correctly at the very first moment.
However, in the next second, Wesker, with inhuman reaction speed, dodged the bullets fired by both of them one after another.
And in the blink of an eye, he crossed several meters and appeared in front of Chris Redfield.
Bang bang—
Wesker raised his hands and threw two consecutive punches, sending Chris Redfield and Jill Valentine flying far away.
Their bodies crashed heavily against the wall, then fell limply to the ground.
Before they could even get up from the ground, Wesker, who had arrived close behind, had already choked them by their necks with his tentacles, lifting them into the air.
"Chris, my old friend, it seems we are to officially say goodbye here today?"
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[prestige points +44, +44]
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At this moment, even though Chris Redfield and Jill Valentine were both experienced and battle-hardened excellent warriors, they were no match for the explosively powerful Wesker.
No matter how desperately they struggled, they simply could not break free from the iron-like tentacles gripping their necks.
The feeling of suffocation caused their consciousness to gradually blur.
However, just when the two thought they were surely going to die this time, they heard Wesker speak again:
"But killing you so easily would be letting you off too lightly…"
"So, I'll temporarily spare your lives and use you two as the first test subjects for the great experiment I'm about to conduct."
Wesker then threw the two, who had fainted from oxygen deprivation in their brains, aside and muttered to himself:
"If two important members go missing at the same time, BSAA will surely not let it go."
"This might interfere with my upcoming plans…"
"It seems I can only choose to sacrifice Downing, this hidden piece, and let him use the virus he has to orchestrate a major incident, thereby diverting BSAA's attention."
Having made up his mind, Wesker immediately pulled out his phone and called Frederick Downing, a senior researcher at WilPharma Pharmaceuticals.
"Didn't you say before that General Grant of the Republic of Bajirip wanted to purchase the G-Virus, but the prerequisite was to see the actual effect of the G-Virus first?"
"Then the test location will be the airport in Harvardville."
"As for the time… let's set it for the day Senator Ron Davis attends the U.S. Pharmaceutical Association symposium in Harvardville."
"I expect members of the TerraSave organization will organize large-scale protests at the airport, which will facilitate the rapid spread of the G-Virus and the subsequent collection of relevant live data for the G-Virus."
Thus, at Wesker's behest, an impromptu terrorist attack was about to unfold.
He then took Chris Redfield and Jill Valentine, boarded a TriCell Corporation plane, and together headed to West Africa to search for the Stairway to the Sun Flower.
And there, he would open up his new battlefield.
And when he reappeared, he would unleash a "Plague of Unbelief" that would strike fear into the entire World!