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Lannuo traveled to the US. Although his English was poor, and although he saw Umbrella Corporation on the news, even though a virus was about to erupt, and although he was just an ordinary student, and although he didn't even have money to prepare for the apocalypse, he had a good attitude, was already lying flat, and even planned to carve a lifelike statue of himself flipping off with his middle finger as a monument to express his merciless mockery of the absurd reality, and to die with dignity.,The newcomer had still wanted to keep the teasing going, but hearing these heavy numbers and imagining the same thing happening to him made him quiet down.,As dawn broke, Lanno awoke from his slumber with tear stains on his face. His hands were bound behind his back, like a pig, sprawled on the ground. Footsteps echoed through the pitch-black basement. Two men lifted him up and roughly carried him into a room splattered with blood. They bound him to an operating table. The harsh light blinded him, he tried to scream, but a face mask designed for anesthesia was clamped over his face.。