His brain was already occupied by mold, and his thoughts were controlled. His organs and heart were differentiated and reorganized by mold.
The mold had perfectly replicated his genes. Even if a part of him was destroyed, the mold could quickly repair it completely. This ability was almost to the point of being unkillable.
The only drawback was that his thoughts were uncontrollable. Even without receiving orders, his actions were incredibly violent, irritable, and somewhat prone to aggression.
Uncle Baker was walking forward step by step, his rage reaching an uncontrollable edge.
Thump! The door was opened, and Uncle Baker walked into the house with his mud-stained shoes.
Ada stood with her arms crossed, looking at the bespectacled uncle in front of her. "You've come to the wrong place, old man."
Whoosh! Uncle Baker didn't say a word. Seeing the beautiful Ada, he threw a punch.
Bang! The awakened Eveline saw the nightmarish uncle get sent flying by a punch from the big sister in a qipao, directly smashing through the wooden wall.
"How weak!" Ada retracted her delicate hand. Her casual punch was already close to 180 tons. With such force, Uncle Baker was physically fine, but his internal organs were shattered, and his bones broken.
Even if the mold could repair his injuries, it would take a long time. Especially the damaged cells, which would gradually accelerate the host's Fungus Beast transformation, eventually turning him into an ordinary Fungus Beast.
"That big sister in red is amazing! Did I have another episode just now? I'm sorry." Eveline lowered her head, her small face a little sad.
"It's okay, I'll cure your illness. Your current situation is very special, and I need to get your research report. Your cells are aging at twenty-five times the normal rate. If you don't get timely treatment, you might end up with a maiden's heart in an old woman's body," Eddie teased.
Eveline was still a bit confused, her small face full of fear, "Big Brother, please, save me! Please!"
"Don't worry, he'll save you, it just takes a little time, don't be scared." Sherry smiled reassuringly. She was very familiar with the man's tactics: first, scare them to make women fear him and resent the tragedy. Then, when they realize they can be saved, they'll be full of gratitude for Eddie.
It was all a well-worn trick. Not just Sherry, but many people had experienced it and fallen for it back then!
The only one who didn't fall for it was the tsundere Queen Alexia. The Queen only saw Eddie as strong enough to be a suitable mate.
Perhaps also Alex. Alex made long-term investments with a strategic vision. She wasn't foolish; the earlier you bought in, the earlier you enjoyed the benefits.
"Thank you, Big Brother!" Eveline thanked him respectfully.
"No need for that, we don't need it." Eddie waved his hand, pushed open the door, and walked out.
Uncle Baker was sent flying nearly two hundred meters by Ada's punch, all the way to an old house in the distance.
This scene made the nearby mercenaries' eyelids twitch. They were a special forces team trained by General Morgan, similar to Umbrella's mobile forces, used for unspeakable secrets.
They had installed a large amount of explosives near the old house, preparing to detonate them once their prey arrived.
Nearly three tons of explosives were enough to blow an eighty-ton tank into pieces!
Eddie spotted it from afar, snapped his fingers in advance, and used gravitational pressure to create sparks, igniting the explosives.
Boom! A deafening explosion roared, accompanied by a gust of fierce wind and air currents.
Eddie waved his hand, using a force field to redirect the airflow elsewhere, leaving only a gentle breeze.
Raindrops fell from the sky, automatically parting due to the force field.
Eddie used anti-gravity to make himself, Ada, and the others float, so they didn't have to step on the muddy road or get wet from the rain.
The temperature was only a little over ten degrees Celsius, already quite chilly. But as an enhanced individual, Eddie didn't feel cold.
Sherry thoughtfully found a coat, rinsed it clean with rainwater, then used a force field to shake off the water, completing a quick wash. She then covered Eveline with it to keep the little girl warm.
"Thank you, Sister Sherry, you're so kind." Eveline smiled sweetly. As an experimental subject, she longed for the warmth of a family. Meeting Eddie, Sherry, and the others, she felt the warmth she had dreamed of, and she resolved to protect this warmth.
The explosion of three tons of explosives was covered by the rain, lightning, and thunder of the night. Only an occasional flash of light indicated something was amiss, but in the mountains, surrounded by a ghost-like uninhabited area, few people noticed anything unusual.
Chapter 646: Father's Demise, Son's Laughter
The huge tremor caused vibrations in the nearby mine shaft near the farm. Lucas looked up and asked, "What's going on?"
"Don't worry about it, hurry up and get the data ready to evacuate." General Morgan sat in a wheelchair, no longer needing a cane. It was unclear if he was faking his disability or if he was truly disabled.
"It's done, we can leave. How unlucky, this place has really good feng shui, it's a shame to abandon it." Lucas was Uncle Baker's son, and also Marguerite's son.
He once cursed his mother for being shameless because Marguerite had a child with Eddie.
The mother and son had been estranged for many years. Marguerite also acted as if she no longer had this son. She was too angry; no matter how rebellious a son was, he shouldn't speak to his mother like that. Since he was so rebellious, let him be. She wouldn't shed a tear if he died!
Lucas had a naturally high IQ and was very cruel. People with high IQs generally have low emotional intelligence. William Birkin was a good example, ultimately leading to his wife and daughter being given away and his own tragic death.
Lucas didn't care about Uncle Baker's life or death at all. Their relationship was more like strangers than father and son.
"Sooner or later, we'll find a better place than this. Let's go, that guy Eddie is here." General Morgan had a fear of Eddie. In the recent years of Resident Evil incidents, Eddie always profited greatly, yet there was never any evidence linking Eddie to the cause of these events.
The original cooperation documents were also tampered with, coupled with frequent self-deprecating remarks. Even if it were exposed now, it would have no effect whatsoever; outsiders would at most think it was another self-deprecating stunt.
Evidence? Eddie wouldn't leave any evidence behind.
This was what truly terrified General Morgan: a Lone Wolf, hidden in the shadows like a venomous snake, ready to devour any prey it saw at any moment.
The prey couldn't fight back against the hunter; it was a one-sided slaughter. Who could withstand that?
The flying Uncle Baker was quickly transported to the mine shaft, his whole body seemingly torn apart. Surviving Ada's punch was already quite impressive.
General Morgan looked at the miserable Uncle Baker, his heart completely unmoved, even feeling a slight urge to laugh.
Lucas looked at his miserable father, similarly unmoved, lacking even the most basic moral etiquette of a son.
"Transform him into an experimental weapon to hold back the people behind us and buy us time to retreat." General Morgan didn't hesitate.
Lucas, however, showed no hesitation, grinning sinisterly, "Leave it to me, hehe, Father, I'll make sure you're put to maximum use!"
The scene of a father's demise and a son's laughter actually appeared! This son was truly a failure.
No wonder Marguerite didn't want to bother with him; this rebellious son wanted to infuriate people to death!
When one's lifespan is long enough, even approaching immortality, inheritance becomes less important. The situation where having daughters is better than sons then arises.
Eddie walked out of the house, the road in front of him still muddy.
Ahead was the greenhouse garden. Farm areas were always equipped with greenhouses for growing off-season vegetables. These off-season vegetables were actually the most profitable. Rarity makes value. If you didn't have a greenhouse, you wouldn't even dare to call yourself a farmer.
The greenhouse had long been in disrepair, lacking even basic lighting.
Under the dim moonlight, the pillars here were covered with candles, unlit, somewhat resembling a substance.
As Eddie approached, these candles quickly connected into a mass, and a four-legged Fungus Beast appeared!
Roar! The Fungus Beast lunged with bared fangs and brandished claws, wanting to devour its prey for nourishment.
But Eddie merely raised a hand, and the Fungus Beast was suspended in mid-air. With a forceful grip of his right hand, bang! The Fungus Beast was compressed and shattered into a cloud of dust by the air, within which a small, beating heart, the neural center controlling the Fungus Beast, could still be seen.