Tokisaki Kurumi's Journey to the Plane

The knocking on the door is getting faster and louder, and it has even begun to turn into banging on the door!

Steve didn't know if anyone would stop him, but now was not the time to care about that.

Nor does he think that ordinary people's intervention will stop Umbrella employees from banging on the door.

Steve couldn't guarantee if there were other Umbrella personnel elsewhere, and he wasn't even sure if the other person was an Umbrella employee.

But considering what I had thought before, this is already the most reasonable development process.

Covering up the broken bed board casually, Steve opened the window and took a look below. He swallowed, he was slightly afraid of heights, and the height here almost made his calves tremble.

Even though he knows that his physical fitness is quite strong, he doesn't know how to use it! He is regretting it now, regretting why he didn't learn sports like parkour before.

How handsome is he when he lands on the ground and rolls?

But now...he doesn't know anything!

The banging on the door became more and more intense, and slag began to fall off the wall next to the security door. It looked like the other party was about to rush in!

"Damn it!"

Steve gritted his teeth, jumped up, and landed on the air conditioner opposite!

Try to reach out and close the window tightly.

Looking around, the height below made him dizzy.

Using strength from his body, his powerful jumping ability allowed him to directly grab the window sill above!

But there was a little dust on it, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stop the feeling of slipping off.

Using strength from his waist and fingers, he instantly grasped the bottom railing of the upper air conditioner.

Perhaps because of its age and disrepair, the air conditioner hammered nails into the wall...

"Click~"

The steel was slightly tilted from the wall, and Steve estimated that after moving it up and down a few times, the thing would fall to the ground.

He didn't know who the unlucky guy would be hit by then, but he hoped it wouldn't be him.

Steve found that no matter where he exerted force, he could completely control it. This alone was enough to completely overwhelm ordinary humans who had been practicing for many years.

"Bangji!——"

His ears, which are much more sensitive than ordinary people, heard the sound clearly. He didn't even need to think about it, and he knew that those two bastards had broken into his beloved little home.

He mobilized his whole body strength again, like Tarzan, and with a big swing, he hooked onto the iron frame of the air conditioner on the other side.

Fortunately, the quality is good, at least the steel is not about to break.

Steve looked back and saw that the air conditioner in that house... gave people the feeling that it would fall down at any time.

But...what does this have to do with him?

After trying his best to curl up and "hang" like a bat under the air conditioner, Steve could clearly see the appearance of the two people.

Fortunately, the other party didn't see him.

If he was discovered and caught by them, they might have to do some strange experiments on him. Didn't the previous damaged memory indicate that?

Laboratory, isolation and chemical protective clothing, shocking pain, rolling on the floor...

Every scene proves that the other party is evil.

Maybe this strength was given to me by the other party.

However, the idea of ​​using a knife on oneself for experiments or something like that... is horrifying to think about.

There was a sound coming from his house. In Steve's opinion, those two people were no different from robbers. Isn't it said that in the United States, personal property is sacred and inviolable?

The sound slowly disappeared... The two seemed to have walked out, and Steve breathed a sigh of relief, only to realize that he had been hanging upside down under the air conditioner for about five minutes.

He still had some strength left, and could even be said to be quite relaxed. For the first time, he realized how powerful his power was.

With the confidence in his heart, his movements became more and more bold, and the same movements became faster and faster. Steve soon reached the top of the building.

I breathed a long sigh of relief, but my heartbeat still hadn’t recovered, and the hair on my back suddenly exploded!

Steve turned around and looked back, and his retinas only reflected the bullet that was ejected from the muzzle of the gun.

"Bang!"

Steve took a step back and put his hands on his neck.

There was blood flowing, not a lot, but Steve always had a bad feeling in his heart.

He had already crouched down, and something seemed to have fallen on the ground...

He wanted to crawl out of the rooftop, but his vision gradually began to blur, and Steve realized that he had been hit by a tranquilizer bomb...

"Harris, did you catch Survivor No. 1 this time?"

There was a normal sound of electric current flashing through the headset. After taking it off, Harris took out his ears. If it wasn't for a lack of level, he wanted to report it to the director to update their equipment.

"Hey, kid, you have to trust my skills! I'm 100% sure I hit him. This is a dose that can easily anesthetize an elephant!"

"Oh! Damn it! We haven't measured the endurance of Survivor One yet, you are like this..."

"Stop, stop, stop, I just transferred from there, please say a nice word to me, I don't want to go back to Survivor No. 3."

The person on the other side of the headset twitched his lips and said, "Okay, I'll go up and take a look. Harris, please continue to warn. If you meet 'other people', you don't need to hold back!"

"Don't worry! Leave everything to me!"

The young man's voice was quite confident, which made him sigh and start running towards the rooftop quickly.

...

Steve's mind was filled with images, laboratories, white coats, and anesthetics constantly circulating, as if they were trying to confuse his brain!

Open your eyes and see the unfamiliar ceiling...

Steve was still a little confused, and memories came flooding back to him.

He didn't have any strength in his body. He didn't know what the 'protective umbrella' had done to his phone, but it was definitely not a good thing.

The light on the ceiling seemed to be blinding Steve's eyes, and his current state was just like when he was lying in bed with a fever of 40 degrees in his previous life.

Very uncomfortable, very uncomfortable.

I don’t even want to think about the problem.

"Am I the most failed time traveler? What a shame."

"He was caught in less than twenty-four hours, and those bastards injected some indescribable liquid into his body!"

With resentment in his heart, Steve also knew that the protagonist had to go through hardships, but he didn't think he necessarily had to be.

Yes, it’s not necessarily the case, and I’m not saying it’s not. There’s uncertainty in everything, so what’s going to happen if someone suddenly becomes yyy?

His head was warm, and Steve felt that the incandescent lamp above his head was split into two lights. His mind was filled with confusion, and he finally fell into a deep sleep...

Steve didn't know how much time had passed here. There was no one else here except him, but he had no strength at all and he didn't want to move at all.

How long has it been? One day? Two days? Or just a few hours?

There were white scenes everywhere, which almost drove him crazy!

Although he doesn't even have the energy to go crazy now.

Close your eyes...open your eyes...constrict your pupils!

"Fuck! Who are you?!"

Steve felt that he could exert a little strength, which was still worse than normal people, but at least it made him feel less uncomfortable.

The one-eyed dragon in front of him + a big black bald head + a long black trench coat... reminded Steve of a character in a movie.

"I think... we can talk."

"No! Wait! Say goodbye!"