"Stop that foreigner quickly!"

"Kick him to death!"

"Hey!"

Duncan's ears were filled with a large amount of yelling like a drake's throat, and the bright reflection of the watermelon knife and large areas of bright red blood were reflected on his retinas.

The last few bullets were fired from the stolen pistol. At the last moment of his life, Duncan was still staring at the wailing bastards who fell down, his eyes filled with the pleasure of killing criminals.

…

It's like being awakened from a deep sleep, and it's like really stepping through hell and completing reincarnation in the blink of an eye.

When Duncan's consciousness returned again, the dark world in front of him became colorful again.

What he saw when he opened his eyes was a hall with transparent glass on both sides of the hall, and the top of the building that could be vaguely seen outside. This meant that the environment at this time should be a high-rise building.

With his head slightly dazed from the shaking, Duncan's blurred vision gradually recovered, and the focus was adjusted so that he could clearly see the surrounding close-up.

He seemed to be sitting at the end of an exaggeratedly long black table. On both sides of the long table were some older men and women wearing human-like dog-like suits, and there was also a middle-aged white man at the end who was chatting.

"We are here today not just to discuss the future of the company, we are here to discuss its mission, and we are here to discuss the end of the world."

what's that?

Duncan, who was resurrected from the dead, was still buzzing in his head. Before anyone could even see clearly, someone was talking about the end of the world. This was so strange.

The middle-aged man who was talking didn't care whether Duncan had straightened out his thoughts, and the other shareholders who were in the meeting also didn't care about him being a transparent person.

drop!

As a slight electronic sound sounded, Duncan found that everyone on the long table was looking at him, or to be precise, at the electronic screen behind him that almost covered the entire wall.

Duncan, who was still a little groggy, didn't want to appear too unsociable, so he also turned his head away.

He hasn't sorted out his thoughts yet. He's not sure whether he has traveled through time or is in some kind of fantasy space, and his true body is lying in the hospital... Don't have too many plots of such bloody TV dramas!

A red line flashed across the big screen, followed by a red and white umbrella-shaped logo.

The moment he saw the umbrella-shaped logo, Duncan's head suddenly felt dizzy, and some memories that did not belong to him flooded into his brain, making him understand something.

He has traveled to the world of Resident Evil and is now "playing" a 21-year-old white man named Duncan Aremus.

Originally Duncan Aremes had an father named Rexer Aremus, a wealthy American.

Rexai Aremus died unexpectedly a few months ago. Because he did not leave a will, there was a big commotion within the family when it came to dividing the property.

After a dazzling operation, the original Duncan Aremus was assigned the shares of Umbrella held by Rexai Aremus.

It is true that Umbrella is the world's top giant company, but when doing business in the United States, unless it is a completely family business, no company will have a situation where one person monopolizes power. This has led to some companies' internal secrets and resources.

People who want to investigate cannot hide it.

The cannibalism incident that Umbrella tried her best to suppress in the past few years has long been spread among the well-informed American elite circles.

Cannibalism incidents have occurred frequently recently, and the drugs produced by Umbrella have been confirmed to have serious side effects. This giant multinational company cannot suppress the situation, and its collapse is just around the corner.

While ordinary investors were still snapping up Umbrella shares, insiders had already started selling.

In this case, Lexai Aremus' family, under the constraints of the rules of the game in the wealthy circle, cleverly gave all Umbrella stocks to Duncan Aremus, a sinister man who had no business knowledge.

Now, Duncan, a traveler from China, has received everything from Duncan Aremus.

He doesn't know yet that Umbrella is about to explode, but his memory from his previous life knows what a scumbag Umbrella is!

The expression on Duncan's face changed again and again. He was sitting at the end of the long table, facing the screen, and no one else could see his face.

Damn!

What the hell is this Umbrella!

I've killed so many scum in the world, and yet I'm still able to get on a big pirate ship after reincarnation!

The images on the large electronic screen were still flashing randomly. Dr. Alexander Isaac, Umbrella's largest shareholder, standing at the other end of the long table, had finished talking about wars and plagues, and was now talking about global warming.

His eloquence is very good, his expressions are vivid and emotional. If he goes to the United Nations, he will probably knock out the environmental girl's throne.

"Global warming will melt the polar glaciers within 80 years and submerge 90% of the habitations on the earth's surface..."

Dr. Isaac was still speaking excitedly, but Duncan was not interested in listening. He only had one idea now.

This guy is a psycho, how do I get out of here?

At the same time, Duncan was also doubting his fate. He had done good deeds and accumulated virtues all his life, but he ended up in such a bad situation after his death. He became one of the villains inexplicably!

The two memories in his mind were compared with each other, allowing him to confirm that the world he was currently in was the world in the Resident Evil movie.

If I remember correctly, this planet will become a paradise for undead creatures in the near future.

The T virus can infect anything, including land animals, marine animals, and even plants!

Hiss~!

**! [National curse]

Dr. Isaac has just finished talking about the commonplace topic of global warming, and now he is beginning to wrap up his previous preparation, "In less than 50 years, the blind growth of population will catch up with food production, leading to famine and war. This is not a conjecture. This is

fact!"

He used an alarmist tone, leaned down, glanced at all the shareholders present, and said: "No matter what, the end of the world is coming, the question is, will we also die together?"

A hoarse old female voice sounded in the silent conference room. Everyone, including the depressed Duncan, looked at the speaker.

"What do you mean?"

It was a woman sitting in a wheelchair with a haggard face.

Duncan didn't recognize this old woman. After all, who would watch a movie and stare at an old woman with no appearance? He could only think of the plot of the six-part Resident Evil movie and it would make him burn a lot of incense. Now he was thinking about what to do.

Jump off this pirate ship leading to the abyss.

In the quiet conference room, Dr. Isaac stared at the old woman in the wheelchair for a while, and then said his purpose, "I plan to let us destroy the world, and use our way to carefully arrange the apocalypse to cleanse the world's population.

Ensure infrastructure and complete resources.”

Hearing this crazy idea, Duncan who was sitting down wanted to slap the table and stand up and shout, "Fuck you, fuck your mother. Even if the world is destroyed, what will happen in fifty or sixty years? Can you people with half a foot in the coffin?"

It will be a problem to live until that time. It's just a matter of being too full and having nothing to do... it's worse than being too full!

It's so bad that it's so bad that it can wipe out human beings and rebuild civilization in advance? Haha!

The shareholders on both sides of the long table were also slightly startled. They kept looking at the familiar people around them, trying to find resonance on other people's faces.

Isaac is absolutely crazy!

Many people have seen this meaning on the faces of the people around them, but they are all respectable capitalists who have experienced the test of cruel business wars, and they can remain basically calm even in the face of such crazy ideas.

Duncan had died once and was still stable on the surface. He felt that Isaac was a hopeless lunatic and began to think about how to kill the people here.

Madmen are not terrible. What is terrible is that madmen have the weapons to destroy all mankind!

Isaac had long expected the reaction of shareholders. He still looked relaxed at this time. He gently tapped the Bible on the table with his hand and said: "It has been successful once before. A few chosen ones will survive the storm, not in the ark."
Chapter completed!