Her leather pants were also scorched in several places, all caused by the tentacles of the spore clones she had defeated earlier. Brushing back the strands of hair from her forehead, Ada's gaze hardened, and she decisively kicked open the glass doors in front of her.
Clang—!!!
The sound was incredibly loud.
Carla turned her head almost instantly toward the source of the noise, only to find Ada standing there with disheveled clothes and a battered appearance.
Gone was her usual noble elegance.
She looked like a snow-white fox that had fallen into the mortal world, being chased and bullied by a pack of wild dogs. This sight filled Carla with immense joy, even though she hadn't personally taught Ada a lesson herself.
"Hahahaha...!!!"
"You've appeared. You've finally appeared. You made me wait so long, Ada Wong. What's with that pathetic state? Could it be that you were tormented so badly by my lovely spore clones?"
"Don't be afraid... if I catch you later, you'll be tormented even more painfully. Run to your heart's content; let's play a game of cat and mouse. My servants... seize this woman for me...!!!"
The moment she saw Ada, Carla, her hair disheveled, immediately lifted her head arrogantly and began to let out a hysterical, shrill laugh.
She looked toward Ada with great excitement, and the hair-like strands condensed from white liquid began to lash out wildly due to her agitation.
Without any hesitation, Carla waved her hand and immediately ordered the surrounding spore clones to seize Ada.
"Hiss hiss hiss...!!!"
A chorus of hissing sounds rang out.
The spore clone production factory stopped instantly. The thirty-odd spore clones remaining on the spot roared and immediately lunged toward Ada.
Their expressions were full of ferocity.
They bared sharp teeth, looking ready to bite into Ada like prey, as eerie and unsettling as a pack of white, spectral banshees.
"Step, step, step...!!!"
And it wasn't just these spore clones.
Upon hearing Carla's command, the other spore clones that had originally headed to the upper floors also turned around, converging one after another toward the first-floor lobby.
The sheer scale of their numbers was immense.
The sound of them running,
actually caused the entire biological research Institute to shake, producing a dull thudding of footsteps. There were at least a hundred spore clones, responding in unison!
"Get lost...!"
Watching the spore clones pouncing toward her, Ada gave a low, dark shout.
She was currently fighting with the mindset of a desperate, final stand, so she had no time to waste on these small fry.
Seeing a spore clone reach out to tackle her, Ada decisively drew the tactical knife from her thigh and swung it with all her might!
"Shink—!!!"
The blade sliced through.
That white, viscous arm was instantly severed and fell to the ground. Following that, Ada turned and delivered a fierce, powerful kick.
Although cold weapons couldn't truly damage the spore clones, she could still manage to sever their limbs, briefly depriving them of their means of attack and slowing down their regeneration speed.
"Slap...!"
However, Ada's next kick lost its effectiveness.
Though the force was fierce, the bodies of these spore clones were like a mass of viscous liquid that could absorb a huge amount of kinetic energy.
Just like a non-Newtonian fluid.
Ada's kick felt like hitting a steel plate that wouldn't budge, and as the kinetic energy dissipated, the viscous liquid quickly wrapped around her foot.
It was like being stuck in a quagmire. If Ada hadn't pulled her foot back quickly, she might have been trapped inside, unable to move.
"Damn it, these spore clones are a real pain...!"
After forcefully pulling her foot out of the spore clone's viscous chest,
Ada stumbled back a few steps. Her eyes dimmed as she couldn't help but mutter to herself. The spore clones were more troublesome than she had imagined—very difficult to handle.
"Hiss hiss hiss...!!!"
But before Ada could react further, the spore clones from one side lunged forward one after another with flailing limbs, trying to pin her down and capture her. Knowing she couldn't fight these spore clones head-on, Ada could only choose to dodge.
She used the blade in her hand to sever the limbs of these spore clones to slow down their movement.
But this wasn't a permanent solution.
Soon, Ada's movements became even more frantic. To avoid being caught by these spore clones, she was practically scrambling to dodge.
This, however, made Carla, who was watching from not far away, very satisfied.
She didn't intervene directly, nor did she send out more spore clones.
She simply wanted to admire Ada's pathetic state. Even a proud white swan has times when it falls into a duck pen; it was truly a delightful scene.
"Swish swish swish—!!!!"
"Boom boom boom...!!!!"
While Carla was lamenting the beauty of this sight, several whistling sounds suddenly rang out. Ada truly couldn't take it anymore. Driven into a corner, she didn't care how many explosive bolts she had left.
She rapidly loaded her military crossbow and fired a series of shots. Several explosive bolts slammed into the spore clones, immediately producing intense blasts and fire.
This instantly halted the aggressive swarm of spore clones, and one bolt was even aimed specifically at Carla, who was leisurely watching from a distance.
While this all-out approach felt satisfying, it also meant Ada had completely lost her means of counterattack. She had to find the liquid nitrogen as soon as possible, or she would be defenseless...
Volume 9 Resident Evil 6: Chapter 63 A Song of Ice and Fire
"Boom boom boom...!!!"
A series of explosions continued to ring out.
The scorching fire temporarily blocked the advance of the spore clones. Seizing this opportunity, Ada hurried toward the basement on the B1 level without hesitation.
She had no counter-weapons left.
Therefore, she had to obtain the liquid nitrogen weapons inside; no mistakes were allowed. Ada was gambling everything; this was the toughest test she had ever faced.
"Tap tap tap...!!!"
The sound of high heels rang out urgently in the silent underground stairwell.
Although a raging fire was still burning behind her, Ada knew it wouldn't last long. She had to reach the chemical storage room in the shortest time possible.
"Tap tap..."
At the same time, Ada hurriedly pulled out the cube-shaped smart device from her chest and pressed the button. The blue screen lit up.
By searching through the surveillance footage, she quickly enlarged an image several times and soon saw the password sequence for the chemical storage room door in the hands of a researcher.
This allowed Ada to breathe a small sigh of relief. Fortunately, it used a keypad lock; if it were an advanced keycard system, she would have been at a loss.
After all, a keycard lock only has one slot, and the sealed door was very sturdy, making it almost impossible to break open from the outside with force. If it were just a keypad lock, a simple door lock, or a padlock, it would be much more convenient.
One allows for observing the password secretly, while the other can be broken with force.
Ada could only marvel at her luck. As for a keycard, she wouldn't even know which researcher to get it from; it was too much trouble.
"Whew..."
"I've finally arrived. I hope it doesn't disappoint me. Even if there's no liquid nitrogen inside, there should at least be other highly flammable and explosive chemicals."
Before long,
Ada arrived in front of a white iron door. Looking at the keypad lock beside it and the sign on the door that read "chemical storage room",
Ada's gaze sharpened, and she couldn't help but mutter to herself.
This was too important for her. If she had gambled wrong, and there were no usable chemicals inside, then Ada would be in a truly dangerous situation.
Therefore, Ada slightly lowered her expectations.
She didn't require there to be liquid nitrogen 100%, as long as there were highly flammable and explosive chemicals, such as nitric acid and alcohols.
After all, Carla's spore clones were afraid of both cold and heat. Whether it was bone-chilling cold or raging fire, they feared it; it was just that high temperatures weren't as effective as low temperatures.
High temperatures could only block them, while low temperatures could kill Carla in one hit. If possible, Ada naturally desired liquid nitrogen.
But if there wasn't any, nitric acid and alcohols were also acceptable. At least they could ensure that Ada herself could leave this biological research Institute alive.
However, when she saw the "No Admittance" and "Flammable and Explosive" warning signs nearby,
Ada's racing heart could temporarily settle. With these warning signs, there would surely be no shortage of flammable and explosive chemicals.
"Beep beep beep..."
Without hesitation, Ada directly entered the password to open the chemical storage room door. With a nervous heart, the keypad lock emitted a series of beeping sounds.
Just as Ada thought the password might be wrong, she heard a "click", and the keypad lock successfully unlocked.
This allowed Ada's tension to be completely released, and her hands began to tremble involuntarily—all due to excessive nervousness.
"Hiss hiss hiss—!!!!"
"Gurgle gurgle... patter patter patter patter...!!!"
And just at that moment, a piercing screech suddenly came from the stairs of the B1 level, followed by a dense series of footsteps.
It was as if something was rushing toward Ada at high speed, and in great numbers.
As soon as Ada turned her gaze, she instantly saw a streak of white spore liquid flowing down the stairs and into the B1 level corridor.
Countless white shadows were rapidly charging toward her. Those were all Carla's spore clones.
It was as terrifying as a zombie tide, causing Ada's expression to change as she couldn't help but curse under her breath.
"Damn it... these things are so fast!!!"
With that, Ada didn't choose to stay.
Instead, she hurried into the chemical storage room in front of her, not caring if there were zombies hiding inside.
In any case, for Ada, these spore clones were much more troublesome than zombies. Zombies could be killed, but these spore clones simply could not.
Therefore, Ada immediately turned and quickly entered the chemical storage room. With a "clang", the door was immediately locked from the inside.
"Click..."