Slightly surprised, Rebecca immediately called out Asa name.
Several months ago, the person who had surrendered in a hurried meeting had left a deep impression on Rebecca.
"You actually remember me?"
Asa raised an eyebrow. It seemed his performance had been effective after all.
"Get in the car!"
Asa said, gesturing with his lips.
"What for?"
Rebecca immediately assumed a fighting stance, her face full of wariness.
"To take you to tour the Xinghai Pharmaceutical laboratory," Asa said, speechless.
"You're with Xinghai Pharmaceutical? You should've said so earlier!"
"You didn't ask!"
With the misunderstanding cleared up, Rebecca sat in the passenger seat. She felt a little nervous.
She glanced at Asa beside her from time to time, looking like she wanted to ask something but didn't dare to.
"If you have something to say, please speak directly." Asa kept his eyes on the road.
"You look so young; are you already an employee of Xinghai Pharmaceutical?" Rebecca wisely did not mention Asa going to surrender half a year ago.
"Don't let my youth fool you; I'm already over 30 years old this year." Asa spoke the truth.
"How is that possible?" Rebecca stared closely at the skin on Asa face and the smooth skin on his neck, confirming her judgment. "People who are 30 don't have skin in as good condition as yours."
"This is a company benefit. If you want it, you can have it too."
Rebecca in the passenger seat was bewildered. Company benefit? Could it refer to a skincare package?
What kind of legitimate company offers this as a benefit?
Rebecca inexplicably felt she was jumping into some kind of trap. It must be an illusion, right?
After all, Xinghai Pharmaceutical was the conscientious pharmaceutical company that had saved the people of the entire Raccoon City.
One question and one answer; Rebecca asked, and Asa answered. During this time, the car drove out of the city, heading toward the northeastern corner of Raccoon City.
In half a year, with the backing of Umbrella Corporation behind Asa, Xinghai Pharmaceutical had already taken over the No. 2 Nest base as its laboratory.
For this, he inevitably had to send two round-faced, bearded lolis to Simmons—they were actually tough men from the Big Bird Bar.
The family members didn't know that their leader had already come out of the closet, and as the submissive one at that. The family allowed Simmons to lead.
Family interests first? No, Asa interests came first.
The effect of the Hypnosis Card was terrifying!
The car arrived at the surface entrance of the No. 2 Nest base, the P12A Incineration Disposal Plant.
Over the past half year, Asa Watchdog Security had absorbed many disbanded UBCS troops. These personnel had passed the Mikhail test, meaning they had no issues with their values, at the very least.
As for their loyalty to Asa, it depended on the salary level he offered.
For instance, at the entrance of the P12A Incineration Disposal Plant at this moment, several personnel wearing uniforms with the Watchdog Security logo were on guard.
Upon seeing Asa and Rebecca, they instinctively raised their guns. Once they saw who it was, they immediately lowered their weapons.
Rebecca instinctively stopped in her tracks, while Asa introduced them with a smile:
"Don't worry, Watchdog Security and Xinghai Pharmaceutical come from the same parent company; they are siblings."
"Don't you do background checks when hiring?"
"These are all to protect the company's property from infringement."
"It feels similar to the way Umbrella Corporation operates," Rebecca said honestly.
"Don't talk nonsense. I have no relationship with them; this is a legal asset acquisition."
Through a vertical elevator, the No. 2 Nest underground was divided into two levels. The first level was the laboratory, usually for researching BOWs and the supporting workshops for arming them; the second level was the final battleground where Nemesis was killed in the third game.
After bidding for the No. 2 Nest through various connections, the electromagnetic railgun weapon codenamed "Finger," located at the bottom of the No. 2 Nest, had already been dismantled by the United States military, leaving only a large BOW testing ground and various laboratories.
This was also the reason Asa was able to take them over at a lower price.
Here, Rebecca met the first person she wanted to see.
"Dr. Annette!" At a single glance, Rebecca greeted her, looking like a little fan meeting her idol.
Annette, who was engrossed in her experiment, turned around. Seeing Asa first, she nodded in greeting, then faced Rebecca, a look of contemplation flashing in her eyes:
"Rebecca Chambers? Young lady, welcome to my laboratory."
"Ms. Annette, it really is you! The vaccine you developed saved everyone in Raccoon City—no, I should even say, the whole world should thank you!"
Today, the T-Virus is breaking out all over the United States, and there are even rumors of man-eating monsters breaking out in neighboring Mexico and Canada.
Everyone understands that this trend is already unstoppable, but thanks to the vaccine invented by Annette, the T-Virus has become like rabies and smallpox, diseases once again conquered by humanity.
As long as people are more concerned about it, and because of its relatively obvious symptoms and reactions, once infected, one knows what to expect.
In contrast, when infected with the rabies virus, symptoms are not obvious, and when symptoms are obvious, it is already too late to save the patient; T-Virus infections are easier to identify.
Turning back from the wrong path, severing ties with her husband, and developing a life-saving drug—such a woman is simply a role model for all women in the world.
Annette didn't know what to say. The vaccine was entirely developed by Asa alone, who even researched the evolutionary reagent that strengthens the human body; in comparison, she had done nothing, and most of the time, she was just following in his footsteps.
Her conscience was uneasy. The boss gave her such a great reputation; was it really just because he wanted someone to take his place?
But thinking of her daughter and the smiles she saw so often now, Annette felt that if she had to take the blame, so be it.
"Ms. Birkin, please take Rebecca on a tour next."
As Asa said this, Annette had no objections, and Rebecca, being able to communicate with her idol, was equally in agreement.
"Ms. Birkin, you look different from your photos, younger."
Rebecca and Annette gradually walked away, their topic of conversation unknowingly shifting from research to skincare.
As the only person in the company to have injected T-Evolution so far, the benefits Annette received were obvious: she was younger, energetic, had good skin quality, and her dark circles had disappeared. Compared to her original state in the game, it was like heaven and earth.
On the other hand, the expansion of the company and the abundance of talent should have been a happy thing.
However, because Asa had too many secrets, he did not want to easily hand over the technology from the 2077 World and the improved T-Evolution reagent to his subordinates, especially when he could not guarantee their loyalty.
Sigh, if only he could be rewarded with things like the Three Corpse Brain Divine Pill, the Leopard Fetus Tendon-Changing Pill, or the Life and Death Talisman.
As for using so-called benefits and personal charisma to ensure the loyalty of subordinates, that was something done only after ensuring they could not betray him.
Considering that hypnosis and psychological suggestion magic would cause psychological damage to the caster and sometimes even affect intelligence, Asa had not used them on these subordinates who needed to risk their lives.
Perhaps he should plan for T-Veronica. Asa thought.
Letting Annette lead Rebecca to slowly tour the laboratory, Asa descended to the B2 level of the No. 2 Nest.
This area had been converted into a training ground and weapon testing site. It was not open to ordinary Watchdog Security soldiers; it was the training base for Blackwatch.
Only Lisa, who was currently the only enlisted member of Blackwatch, and a few others close to Asa could enter and exit.
At this moment, there was only one person in the training ground: Jill.
She had her back to Asa, wearing headphones and practicing live-fire shooting.
From Asa perspective, her blue tight jeans outlined her firm and perky hip curves, her tactical vest revealed a slender waist, and a thin layer of sweat covered her lower abdomen, reflecting a moist sheen.
Asa approached her. Jill was completely unaware of the visitor behind her and was still focused on practicing her shooting.
Getting closer, Asa suddenly had a mischievous impulse. He walked behind Jill, facing her, and suddenly pressed his hands onto her two jade orbs.
"Slap!"