With Ope Ope no Mi in Marvel (Resident Evil, Marvel, Harry Potter)

"What a pair of beautiful legs," Daniel thought as he watched Ada walk away. Ada was the most memorable character for him in the Resident Evil games, and everyone knew why.

Unfortunately, the current situation left Daniel with no energy to focus on Ada. With his life at stake, admiring a beautiful woman was the least of his concerns. The phrase "a beautiful death is still a death" was just a saying to entertain women.

"Sigh." Ada's appearance also made Daniel lose interest in going to the police station. So far, although it seemed like Daniel had done a lot of preparation, in reality, he had done nothing concrete—everything was just thoughts.

His age, combined with the fact that this was a city controlled by Umbrella Corporation, meant he couldn't take any preemptive actions and had to wait for the crisis to come, responding as it unfolded.

"Wesker, you bastard." In the underground lab of the mansion, Chris and Jill glared at Wesker, their faces filled with rage.

They never imagined that everything was a conspiracy and that their captain was one of the masterminds behind it.

Wesker, the captain of S.T.A.R.S. Alpha Team, was highly respected by team members, including Chris, Jill, and even Rebecca. Unfortunately, it was all an act.

"You've done well. Now let's see how you fare against this new bioweapon," Wesker said, activating the device containing the Tyrant.

This was the perfect moment to stop Wesker, but Chris and Jill, still thinking of their past camaraderie, hesitated and didn't shoot.

But then something unexpected happened. The Tyrant used its claws to impale Wesker.

Chris and Jill were stunned.

"Run." Chris snapped back to reality, firing at the Tyrant while leading Jill out of the lab.

As the Tyrant pursued them, the supposedly dead Wesker groaned and stood back up in the now-empty lab.

"Looks like the plan succeeded. Heh heh heh." Wesker clenched his powerful fist and removed his sunglasses, revealing blood-red eyes as he laughed triumphantly.

Wesker's success was not without reason. To fully integrate the virus and gain immense power, he had risked his own life.

He had gambled on death and resurrection to fully merge with the virus.

Even with the Surgical Fruit's abilities, Daniel wouldn't dare to take such a gamble. A single mistake could mean actual death.

But Wesker had won his bet.

"Spencer, I'm ready." Hearing the alarm blare around him, Wesker moved swiftly, appearing in front of the computer terminal with astonishing speed.

"Damn." Seeing the "Access Denied" message on the screen and hearing the alarms, Wesker reluctantly left the lab, escaping the soon-to-explode mansion.

"What happened?" Daniel muttered as he saw helicopters flying into Raccoon City. Over the past few days, he had seen several helicopters.

"What did you say?" In the police chief's office, Chris angrily grabbed the chief by the neck and pinned him against the wall.

The reason was simple: after Chris and the others returned to the Raccoon City Police Department, they told the chief everything Umbrella Corporation had done, but the chief accused Chris of joking.

When Chris demanded that Umbrella's executives be arrested, the chief ignored him.

Not only the chief but also the rest of the police force didn't believe Chris. The idea of viruses and bioweapons seemed impossible to attribute to Umbrella.

The chief demanded evidence from Chris, but Chris couldn't provide it since all evidence had been destroyed.

Both the training facility and the mansion, as indicated by Rebecca, were now ruins.

In this situation, Chris, Jill, and Rebecca, the last surviving members of S.T.A.R.S., had to leave the police department. Most of the officers vouched for them, preventing the chief from arresting them.

"What are you doing? Didn't I tell you to arrest those three?" After Chris and the others left, the chief received a phone call.

"I couldn't help it. Forcing the issue would have aroused more suspicion among the officers," Chief Brian said, wiping sweat from his forehead, speaking humbly.

"But don't worry, no one will believe what they say." Brian added.

"Hmph," the person on the other end snorted and hung up.

"Sir, we have intel that they've contacted the military." In a secret underground base on the outskirts of Raccoon City, a person in a room filled with computers suddenly called out.

"Damn it, they must be eliminated. Send in the special operations unit. They must not survive." The S.T.A.R.S. teams were created by the US government to combat rising terrorism and large-scale urban crimes, with members mostly drawn from elite police, military, and security personnel.

Chris was once an elite in the military, an Air Force member who left due to a disdain for war and joined S.T.A.R.S. Because of this, he still had connections in the military.

Funded mainly by corporate sponsorships, companies had significant influence over S.T.A.R.S.

In a capitalist society, money could buy power. Not only could corporations influence S.T.A.R.S., but even prisons could be privately operated, leading to early releases due to overcrowding.

Tony Stark kept his Iron Man suits because he was the CEO of Stark Industries, one of the nation's top individuals.

Similarly, as one of the world's leading companies, Umbrella Corporation had its own private security forces: UBCS (Umbrella Biohazard Countermeasure Service) and USS (Umbrella Security Service).

In a capitalist world, private security companies flourished, with Blackwater and Silver Sable being notable examples.

Umbrella's private forces consisted of top mercenaries from around the world, trained at Umbrella facilities before officially joining, ensuring their unquestionable prowess.

The structure of Umbrella's private forces was similar to S.T.A.R.S., with Alpha, Beta, and other teams, each member an elite.

Due to their ruthless methods, they were even more formidable than S.T.A.R.S.

"Yes, Beta Team will execute the mission immediately." Orders were promptly given.

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