Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang...!!!!!!!!!!
However,
Within seconds of Ada closing the door to the chemical storage room, the dense swarm of spore clones arrived like a rising tide.
One body after another slammed violently against the door of the chemical storage room where Ada was located, turning themselves into siege weapons, pounding frantically like projectiles from a catapult.
The iron door was being brutally battered.
Before long, a dozen dents appeared on it. Fortunately, the construction quality here was excellent, and the security door hadn't been made with cut corners, which prevented it from being breached instantly.
Even so,
it looked like the door wouldn't hold for long.
Given the attack frequency of these spore clones, the door would likely be blasted open in less than a few minutes. Ada had to move quickly.
Clack, clack, clack...
Ignoring the constant thudding from outside the door,
Ada turned her gaze toward the interior of the chemical storage room.
There weren't any zombies hiding inside; presumably, no one had planned to take refuge in the basement.
Hiding here might be safe, but it also meant losing any chance of rescue. Heading for higher ground was the most correct choice.
The chemical storage room was quite spacious,
nearly the size of two basketball courts. Rows of black shelves came into view, stacked with bottles and jars.
These contained various chemicals, and white labels identified them by name, making it very easy for Ada to search.
Following the arrangement and names,
Ada quickly found the chemicals she wanted in a corner: canisters of liquid nitrogen the size of oxygen tanks, along with various plastic bucket packaging.
Besides those,
Ada also found other highly flammable and explosive chemicals—the nitrates and ether she was looking for. Upon seeing these items,
Ada did not hesitate.
She immediately took a burlap sack from a nearby cabinet, dismantled it to fashion a backpack, and packed the most important tubes of liquid nitrogen inside.
She then carried some small bottles and jars of nitrates and ether. These things were prone to exploding,
so they were divided into countless large and small portions to avoid the possibility of a chain reaction.
But this worked in Ada's favor; the countless bottles and jars of various sizes were perfect for her to use as Molotov cocktails and improvised grenades.
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang...!!!!!!
However,
at that moment, the pounding on the door grew louder and more frequent, causing Ada to frown deeply.
This wouldn't do.
If this continued, the door would be breached sooner or later.
A massive number of spore clones had already gathered outside. Once the door broke, they would flood in like a tide, and Ada would have nowhere to hide. This was bad news!
"Wait..."
"I think I can set a trap..."
While pondering a way to escape, Ada suddenly spotted the ventilation duct on the ceiling of the underground chemical storage room.
This immediately gave Ada a new plan for a "golden cicada shedding its skin." As long as she could open the vent,
and climb up in time,
she could evade the pursuit of these spore clones once again. But before that, she had to leave a little surprise for Carla's spore clones.
With that thought,
Ada got straight to work.
She immediately stacked the remaining buckets of liquid nitrogen by the door. As soon as the door was breached,
the spore clones would be greeted by the extremely cold mist of liquid nitrogen, which would rapidly freeze these liquid organisms into popsicles.
Behind them, Ada piled up a large quantity of flammable and explosive chemicals, forming a small mountain.
Then, she took strips of cloth collected in the storage room, soaked them in ether, and stretched them out to form a long fuse. Having done all this, Ada did not hesitate.
She quickly pried open the ventilation duct,
tossing the packed liquid nitrogen and nitrates up first. Ada then climbed up herself using the storage racks as a ladder.
Finally, she put the iron vent grate back in place,
hanging the soaked cloth strip through it. As Ada turned to crawl into the duct, she immediately took out a lighter and ignited the ether-soaked cloth.
Sizzle...!
The flame ignited instantly.
Combined with the flammability of ether, the cloth strip quickly began to burn, acting like a fuse as it slowly spread downward at a steady pace.
Sensing the billowing black smoke, the fire sprinklers in the corner immediately began to work, spraying water.
Unfortunately,
the flammable and explosive chemicals were all piled by the door by Ada, and the shelves were empty. The water from the sprinklers could only drench other non-combustible chemicals.
Even the burning cloth strip, because it was soaked in ether, was difficult to extinguish. The flame on it continued to creep toward its final destination.
There, a massive pile of flammable and explosive chemicals waited. Upon contact, a massive explosion would roar through the basement.
Rustle, rustle, rustle...
At this moment,
knowing what was about to happen, Ada dragged her remaining liquid nitrogen and nitrates, crawling rapidly through the ventilation duct.
She had to crawl back to the first floor and escape outside before the explosion; otherwise, there was a high probability she would be buried inside.
After all, Ada didn't dare gamble on the quality of the ventilation duct. If it was well-made, it was a perfect underground passage;
but if it was poor quality,
it would be a collapsing rat hole, and she, the poor mother rat, would be buried alive. Therefore, Ada didn't dare take the risk!
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang...!!!!!
Boom... Clang!!!
At this moment,
in the basement corridor, the chemical storage room door that had held out for so long was finally blasted open. The iron door was battered beyond recognition,
covered in dense dents as if it weren't a door but a piece of iron being repeatedly forged. In the very center, there was a massive fist print.
These marks weren't caused by the spore clones,
but by Carla, the spore queen. Realizing her spore clones were taking too long to catch Ada,
Carla had grown slightly flustered,
fearing Ada would escape right under her nose. Thus, she took action personally and came to the door of the chemical storage room where Ada was hiding.
Looking at the battered iron door that was still barely holding on, Carla did not hesitate. She raised her arm, and a large number of spore clones were absorbed into her body.
Her right fist suddenly grew incredibly massive, as if she had eaten the Gum-Gum Fruit. The condensed fist slammed violently into the iron door.
After a massive sound,
the iron door was instantly sent flying, revealing the interior of the chemical storage room. To her confusion, however, Carla did not see Ada anywhere.
"Where is she...?"
Inside, there were only white bucketed items piled at the door,
and rows of bottles and jars piled like small hills in the back, covered in labels. But Carla, who did not know Traditional Chinese, didn't know what they were, though they felt familiar.
Of course...
In the back, there was also the burning cloth strip that had just reached the flammable and explosive chemicals.
Pungent thick smoke billowed, and the flames immediately began to scorch the piles of explosive bottles and jars.
In the next second,
a bad premonition rose in Carla's heart.
Just as she intended to turn and run, a ball of blazing fire rapidly expanded before her eyes, and a terrifying heatwave slammed into her face.
Carla felt as if her body, which was immune to physical attacks, was about to melt. In a desperate struggle for survival,
Carla decisively chose to liquefy her body,
turning into a puddle of white liquid. Using the connection with other spore clones, she rapidly fled toward the corridor!
Boom... Rumble, rumble, rumble!!!!!
Squelch, squelch, squelch...!!!!!!!!!
Accompanied by a series of earth-shaking explosions,
the next scene was an astonishing chemical reaction—a Song of Ice and Fire.
After the nitrates and ether underwent a rapid chain reaction of explosions, the resulting massive shockwave and glass shards instantly pierced the white buckets of liquid nitrogen piled in front.
liquid nitrogen doesn't need to be detonated;
it only needs to leak to cause damage.
Thus, the first thing to contact these white spore clones was actually the liquid nitrogen piled at the very front. White cold gas rapidly diffused outward.
Crack, crack...
The moment the spore clones touched the liquid nitrogen, a clear counter-effect appeared.
The movement speed of those spore clones immediately became incredibly slow, and then they stopped moving altogether, their white bodies enveloped by the freezing mist.
It was like a water bag wrapped in a plastic bag; usually, it could be kneaded at will,
but after spending a night in the freezer, the water bag would rapidly expand and burst, the water inside freezing while the outer skin of the bag ruptured.
This was exactly the situation with the spore clones now.
Their volume increased, turning the pale "White Zetsu" Adas into fat Adas. Then, the terrifying flames from the nitrate and ether explosion swept over them.
These fat Adas were completely evaporated, wiped clean instantly, with absolutely no possibility of recovery or reformation!
Volume 9 Resident Evil 6: Chapter 64 Your Life is Like a Flickering Candle in the Wind
Rumble—!!!
A massive explosion struck,
causing the entire Biological Research Institute to suffer an underground collapse. Fortunately, the building's materials and foundation were built solidly enough,
which meant that even though the basement collapsed,
the entire building didn't completely crumble into ruins. The crisscrossing steel rebar still firmly stabilized the surrounding walls.
However, the floor of the first-floor lobby suffered;
it all caved in, forming a massive crater.
A large amount of white spore liquid emerged within, a very eerie scene, as if one had fallen into a white lake.
Gurgle, gurgle...
At this time, a strange sound rang out.
A large amount of white spore liquid slowly gathered, gradually forming a figure in the crater. It was Carla's form.
A very unsightly expression appeared on that ugly, viscous face. She hadn't expected that woman Ada to actually dare set a trap to ambush her.
Setting a massive explosion trap in the B1 chemical storage room—the power of that terrifying high-and-low temperature transition was indeed fearsome.
It also caused immense trouble for her spore liquid. Nearly eighty percent of the spore clones perished in the explosion just now. Carla had suffered heavy losses.