Diversity Domination: Starting from the Resident Evil Lottery

It seems that the world is not as dangerous as it seems.

It's time for us to act.

They went to the south, we went to the north!"

Over the next few hours, six more teams of Cerberus warriors emerged from the black hole and ran in different directions of this world, disappearing into the darkness.

When the morning light illuminates the earth, the world welcomes new visitors.

300,000 Flame Legionnaires, heavily armed and uniform, in armored vehicles, tanks, and helicopters, poured into the world of Wormhole 8 like a torrent.

With the advent of the Flame Legion, the Holy Lord, who can't wait to see the new world, has also come to the world of A Quiet Place.

He stood on the land of this world and took a deep breath, the fresh air filling his lungs, as if to tell him that this was a new beginning.

"New World, I'm coming!"

He proclaimed, his voice echoing in ~ silence.

Then, with a flick of his finger, a crack appeared in the air.

The crack was like a mysterious doorway, gradually expanding, revealing a new world full of strange creatures.

Through the rift, you can faintly see the winged dragon flying in the rift space.

This is the unique dimensional cave of the Holy Lord, where his dragon sons and grandsons live.

Now, he's going to take them out of this world and get in touch with the new world!

"My samurai, come out!"

The Holy Lord raised his hands high, and the figures of the flying dragons began to appear in this real world.

Each of these ancient creatures, each of which symbolizes endless majesty and power, fluttered out of the dimensional cave as if in response to an ancient oath at the call of the Holy Lord, their huge wings swept through the air, setting off gusts of wind.

At this moment, a hunting monster took the Holy Lord as its prey.

It accelerated instantly, crashing into the Holy Lord like lightning.

The Holy Lord stood in place, like an unshakable mountain, and he didn't even blink an eye in the face of this sudden impact.

On the contrary, it was the screaming monster, which was stunned by its powerful force, and lost its direction for a while.

"I haven't looked for you yet, but you came to the door first. "

The Holy Lord grinned and grabbed the Sound Hunter Monster.

His fingers were like pincers, locking the monster tightly.

He then shoved it whole into his mouth.

Well, chives.

Quack incense!

He licked his lips, as if he was still savoring the wonderful taste.

It seems that he has one more food on his recipe.

In past history, the Lord's food was bugs and humans.

But now, it has been summoned to this world by Chu Tianlan, and it is impossible to eat people.

Bugs or something, eat every day of the year, everyone gets tired of eating it!

But now, the world offers him more options.

The Holy Lord licked his lips, still unsatisfied, this monster was very much in line with his appetite.

"Listen, you go and destroy this creature of this world, and, bring humanity back!!"

In the roar of the Holy Lord, the screaming monsters of this world ushered in their end.

......

Overworld, Führer Room.

Under the bright light, Chu Tianlan sat at the wide desk, holding the document from the No. 8 Wormhole World in his hand.

The document contains an update on the world of A Quiet Place.

Ever since sending the Holy Lord and 500,000 Flame Troops into the Eighth Wormhole World, Chu Tianlan had been keeping a close eye on their military operations.

As the Flame Force and the Holy Lord's minions deepened to wipe out, the screaming monsters that were hiding in all corners of the world poured in like a tidal wave.

They frantically flocked to the Flame Force's positions, trying to drive them out of this world.

But in front of the flaming troops, equipped with high-frequency radio wave equipment, their attack paled in comparison.

The whole operation went exceptionally smoothly without incident.

When he saw the battle report, Chu Tianlan was also very relieved.

As time passed, the attacks of the Sound Hunters became more and more intense, but the Flame Troops became more and more calm.

Their high-frequency radio wave equipment has been used to a great extent, making it impossible for the Sound Hunters to get close to their positions.

As long as this momentum continues, the world of wormhole eight will eventually return to calm in the near future.

And the dragon summoned by the Holy Lord also changed the Sound Hunter from a hunter to a hunted object.

But Chu Tianlan did not stop the pace of conquest.

There are no other problems left in World Eight, and it is time to open a new wormhole world and open up a broader world for the future of humanity.

"System, open the world of wormholes. "

[Ding: Successfully extracted the wormhole world - I am a legend]

Chu Tianlan's ears sounded with the system's prompt sound, and his heart moved slightly.

The name is not new to him, and it is a classic post-apocalyptic survival movie.

Geng, who "started with a dog", was widely praised by later generations, and even influenced the creation of many survival games.

And the double ending of this movie made him remember it even more.

"System, transmit the plot. "

["I Am Legend" plot transmission ......]

[In 2012, a deadly virus spread rapidly across the globe, causing great panic and chaos.

According to statistics, 90% of the population disappeared forever in this catastrophe, leaving only an empty world.

Only 1% of the population is immune to the virus, while the remaining 9% have become vampire-like creatures known as "Night Demons".

With the spread of the virus, human society is gradually collapsing, and people are fleeing in all directions in search of hope for survival.

The prosperity and hustle and bustle of human civilization are gone, and all that remains is desolation and dead silence.

This virus has not only destroyed the foundations of human society, but also made people face the choice between life and death.

Only 1% of the population is immune to the virus, making them the lucky ones in this world.

The remaining 9% of the population has become a creature like a vampire, the Daredevil.

These night demons hide in the darkness during the day, and only dare to come out at night.

They have lost their minds and attacked all humans they see, spreading fear and despair to every corner.

In such an environment, Robert Neville, a military virologist, became the only survivor of New York City.

He lives in a seemingly ordinary dwelling, but the dwelling is actually a fortification covered in steel plates, which allows him to hide from the zombies when night falls.

In addition to this, Robert also kept a dog as his companion.

In this barren world, Robert and the dog rely on each other to face endless darkness and fear together.

During the day, he takes a loyal dog to the streets in search of food.

They sent distress signals to the outside world through radio, hoping to find other survivors.

Robert is also working on immune serums in the lab, trying to free humans who have mutated into "night demons".

Robert has always been lonely, and at one point he thought he was the only survivor in the whole world

In order to rewrite the outcome of human annihilation, he has been researching how to cure the virus.

But over time, he discovered that the virus had mutated, becoming more ferocious and difficult to control. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

In the process, Robert also discovers other survivors, who form a small team to fight the virus together......]

Just like the movies I have seen in my memory, the tricky thing in that world is the virus.

Every step out must be well guarded.

If you go to that world, you must protect against the virus.

However, the Star Federation started from a biochemical disaster, and I dare not say anything else, in terms of virus protection, the Star Federation has rich experience and advanced technology.

It just so happened that nothing happened lately, and he happened to go out for a walk.

......

September 15, 2012, New York.

What should have been a bustling and bustling and crowded affluent area of Manhattan is now dead silent.

Towering skyscrapers, once the city's icon, are now overgrown with grass and vines. []

The once-brightly lit glass curtain wall is now shattered, with debris fluttering in the wind.

The walls are covered with deep cracks, like traces of time, recording the rise and fall of the city.

The streets are littered with bird droppings and animal footprints, making this once bustling city even more desolate.

The once bustling streets are now only blown by the wind, bringing up patches of dust.

In the streets and alleys, once busy vehicles are now in ruins.

Rusty bodies, collapsed tires, and shattered windows make these abandoned vehicles a habitat and shelter for animals.

In the dead silence, the voices of the animals were very clear.

A herd of deer runs and frolicks merrily in the streets, barking cheerfully.

Sometimes you can even hear the roar of a lion, echoing through the empty streets.

Although humanity has left this once thriving city, the power of life is still tenaciously alive.

0 begging for flowers

The animals and the city form a harmonious picture, as if everything here is arranged by nature.

But suddenly, a red supercar drove up from the corner of the street, breaking the harmonious picture.

The red supercar shines brightly, and the body is smooth and bright.

It weaves through abandoned streets at breakneck speeds, making a screeching sound of tires rubbing against the ground.

The animals were startled by the sudden sound and fled the vehicle in search of a safer place.

The driver of the supercar is the only survivor of the city today - Robert Neville.

He was a scientist affiliated with the military, the first researcher responsible for the Kripin virus (K-virus), and the only human in Manhattan who was not infected by the virus.

As usual, he took his dog for a ride around the city.

Before the end of the day, he worked hard for a lifetime to buy a limited supercar, and now he can drive it casually.

But there was no glimmer of joy on Robert's face.

Because he's used to it.

He lived such a luxurious life alone for three years.

No amount of wealth can fill the loneliness and loneliness in his heart.

He longed for someone to be there with whom he could share joy and joy.

Every day at noon, he would broadcast a radio outside the South Street Harbour, hoping that survivors would hear it and reply to it.

He has enough supplies to accommodate other survivors.

But three full years have passed, and his broadcasts have never received a response.

It's the same today.

The supercar bypasses the alleys blocked by the military with armored vehicles and tanks, and cruises along the daily route.

The reason why he came out was purely idle and boring!

His day is basically drag racing, hunting, experimenting, cooking, exercising, watching videos.

Occasionally stroll through the pastures and mingle with wild animals, wander through the cornfields of Shawf and meet each cob, and play golf on an aircraft carrier without sparing a single piece of glass on the other side......

A person's life is so unpretentious.

Robert couldn't help but think of the days when he wasn't the only survivor and there were many people who accompanied him in researching the virus and finding a cure.

And now, he is the only one left in the whole city, and all he faces every day is endless loneliness and loneliness.

He misses the old days and the partners who used to struggle together.

They put in great effort and sacrifice to save the city, but in the end they failed.

He once thought he would be able to do this task alone, but now he began to doubt his abilities.

When he slept alone in the cold bathtub late at night, he couldn't figure out why he had to insist on developing a vaccine instead of completely enjoying it.

He thought about giving up, but every time he thought about the people who had lost their lives to the virus, he couldn't stop himself.

It was such a short distraction that the supercar almost crashed into a running deer.

Robert was taken aback by the sudden situation, and he quickly applied the brakes, but it was too late to avoid a collision with the deer.

The supercar slammed through several guardrails, making a loud crash and the sound of metal twisting.

The vehicle was parked on a grassy field, the body was badly damaged, and the front part had been hit beyond recognition by a wild deer.

Robert sat in the driver's seat with palpitations, gasping for breath and coming to his senses.

He felt a little scared!

"Sam, how are you, are you okay?" Robert asked nervously as Demu in the passenger seat.

Demu didn't seem to be hurt too much, jumped out of the window, and chased after the deer that was limping to the garage.

Robert hurriedly got out of the car, but only had time to see Demu disappear into the dark garage entrance.

"Sam, Sam, come back! Don't go there!"

Robert cries out and tries to get the dog back, but Demu chases him into the dark garage without hesitation.

Robert hesitated for a moment, but decided to go into the garage to retrieve the dog, although there may be danger, Sam is his only spiritual sustenance in the apocalypse.

He can't afford to lose it!

Robert reached for a flashlight from his skin, and the light traced a bright trail in the darkness.

He cautiously pushed the garage door open, and a cold gust of wind blew in from within, contrasting with the blazing sun outside.

There was a cold smell in the garage, and only a little light from the doorway penetrated in.

PS: The next world "I Am Legend" is.