Tokisaki Kurumi's Journey to the Plane

The rhythm of his heartbeat slowed down a beat, Steve's eyes widened under his hood, and his throat felt itchy.

Swallowing his saliva, he saw the red and white circular umbrella, how could he not be familiar with this symbol?

His body was trembling, the hair on his back was blowing up, and his pupils were shrinking to the extreme!

As if enduring extreme torture, he muttered softly, "Protect...protective umbrella?!"

A gust of breeze blew, and Steve shivered, and pulled the hood above with his hand to cover his face.

Umbrella's steps were panicked, and Umbrella behind him was like a giant man-eating beast! He couldn't help but run away!

Back home, Steve leaned on the door panel and slowly slid to the ground, as if he had exhausted all his strength.

He, who has a slight mysophobia, would actually make such an action, which shows that his emotions are not stable.

He stretched out his hand to wipe it, and his forehead was covered with sweat. It was obvious that his physique was far stronger than ordinary people, but under the violent fluctuations in his mind...

He stood up, pulled down his hood, poured a glass of water from the "kitchen", and drank it in big gulps like a fish about to die of thirst.

After taking a few breaths, Steve sat on the damaged bed slightly decadently.

Even though I was wearing a pair of pants, I could still clearly feel the roughness of the inferior wood boards on my skin.

Nervously stretched out his hands, and the lines caught his eye. Steve didn't want to think about his family, hunting, etc. now.

Because that is totally useless! Because the umbrella is in this world!

When I watched the movie on Earth before, I thought it was very interesting, but if he really had to survive in that kind of environment... Steve was still very self-aware.

A week? Or half a month? Anyway, in the end you will die, be eaten by zombies, become one of them, or die at the hands of a powerful licker, tyrant or other monster.

Steve shook his head, trying to clear away these negative emotions.

He can no longer treat things negatively, otherwise he will die faster in the last days.

Now he needs news, news from the world.

But the funny thing is, after being out for two hours, he doesn't even know the time now.

What year, month and day?

Steve scratched his head hard again, but except for a few broken hairs, there was nothing else.

Although he had watched the movie before traveling through time, who would write down the time and date in the movie? Did he really think that it was history that happened and that he needed to highlight the key points and take an exam?

As for what his name was before time travel, that's no longer important.

This is New York, and the first person to be infected with the virus should be Raccoon City, but...he doesn't even know where Raccoon City is.

What should he do? Go with the flow?

Go to hell!

This is New York. As a giant-level company, it is normal for Umbrella to have a branch here, and he will definitely not mistake the logo.

But what should he do?

Steve drank the warm water in the cup again. Steve was very distressed now.

"Others have some kind of golden finger when they travel through time. They are prosperous, have a strong body, have gangs of younger brothers, and have beautiful women fall in love with them. What do I mean? Where is my golden finger?"

"System? You won't?"

"System? System dad? System uncle? System grandpa?"

"Ahhh, damn it!"

Steve opened his eyes, and naturally threw his right hand at the bed out of anger.

"Click!~"

Turning his head slightly, he saw that his right hand was randomly making a hole in the bed board, and those wooden thorns that looked quite sharp could not cause any harm to the skin at all...

"This...is my golden finger? Isn't it too low?"

Steve stood up and went to the "kitchen" to find a fruit knife... This was the only knife in his "home".

"Hey!——"

He raised his eyebrows and looked at the blood dripping from the wound... "Mmp, what about your invincible physical fitness?"

Throwing the knife aside, Steve could clearly feel that the wound was not too painful, and the muscles on both sides were a little itchy.

After a while... the itching sensation disappeared, and there was nothing else except a piece of blood on my hand.

Wipe it dry with a towel, leaving only a small white mark on the skin, which cannot be seen clearly unless you look carefully.

"This..." Steve raised his eyebrows, "In the apocalypse, it's really not a big deal to create wounds and bleed at will?"

"Gululu~"

There was a noise in his stomach, and Steve was helpless. He took out the last snack from his backpack, sat on the edge of the bed and started eating.

While eating, I compared the "wound" from time to time, and finally found that the white mark had disappeared.

"Have I already been infected with the virus?" As soon as Steve came up with the idea, he felt that this thing was very reliable.

"Oh shit!..." Where did that thing come from?

The memory is still fragmented. I endured the pain and recalled it. Various people wearing isolation suits were walking around, including a few in white coats...

And the sound of helicopters...that's all Steve could recall.

I sat on the bed, lost in thought, speechless for a long time, and even my stomach wasn't that hungry anymore...

Take a deep breath, eat the food quickly, and put on your clothes again.

He wanted to go out again, and it was best to get some news, otherwise in a big city like New York...

If a virus attacks, even with his physical fitness, the chance of escaping is close to zero!

The hood was put back on, and after a moment of silence, Steve put the black card into his trouser pocket.

Just when I was about to walk out...

"Bang bang bang!"

There was a knock on the door. And it was from his house!

Steve held his breath and concentrated. The doorbell had long been broken, but the person outside the door seemed to be particularly patient.

"Bang bang bang!~ Is there anyone here?"

"Bang bang bang!~"

Steve kept his breathing to a minimum and put his ear against the door.

"...Do you want to go in?"

"Break the door?" the younger man's voice asked.

"Of course, there is no other way. I saw a suspicious figure just now."

The voice was silent for a moment, "Just wait a moment."

"Bang bang bang!~ Is anyone home?"

Steve glanced around the room. It was fine. There was no place to hide.

Outdoors... at a distance of more than ten meters, he was not sure at all.

Pretending to be awake, he lowered his voice and said, "Who is it? No one is allowed to sleep in broad daylight?!"

After a short pause outside the door, a young man's voice came, "Sir, we are staff from Kom Water and Electricity Company, here to check the water meter regularly."

Steve narrowed his eyes slightly and sneered in his heart. He had ruined this thing on the forum in his previous life. He never expected that umbrellas would still be popular.

Pretending to be impatient, he said, "The water meter is outside, I'm going to sleep!"

There was no sound outside the door, and Steve just breathed a sigh of relief...

"Bang bang bang!"

"Sir, open the door and let the community send you warmth~"

Steve felt his little heart twitching.

Mmp, do you think he wouldn’t be able to hear it if it were someone else? Can such a person enter the umbrella? Isn’t the requirement of this giant-level company too low?!