I am a hero of the former civilization.

"Aren't you going to explain yourself?"

"What's there to explain? That's Alicia, I can't be bothered to get angry with her." Ryan pulled out a wicker chair and sat down. The view from this glass room was extremely beautiful; you could hear the sound of the ocean waves and it kept you out of the cold outside.

Sure enough, this guy really is a toad.

Möbius's face darkened as he recalled the details of what had just happened.

Ryan confessed his feelings on her birthday, but Alicia was different from usual. She didn't reject him outright. Instead of the version she had heard, she said, "Give me some time," which was quite intriguing.

If Alicia had refused, Mebius would have ridiculed her, but in reality, she narrowed her eyes, a hint of fighting spirit rising within her.

I've said it before, he's mine.

Why Ryan was hers, and by what right did he belong to her? Mebius didn't bother to think about it. All she knew was that she wouldn't give up what she wanted to anyone else.

"What are you standing there for? Come here."

Lost in thought, Mebius suddenly heard Ryan speaking. After a moment's hesitation, he went over, pulled out another wicker chair, and sat down.

There was a small tea table between the two of them, with a teapot on it. Ryan touched it and found that it was still warm. He knew without asking that Sakura had changed the water beforehand.

"Sakura is so thoughtful, a perfect assistant, both capable and considerate. Hey, what kind of look is that?"

As Ryan was pouring tea, he suddenly noticed Mebius staring at him intently.

"The way you look at scum."

“Sakura only loves her younger sister. I protect Rin, and she helps me with things. It’s that simple.” Ryan picked up his tea, then felt he shouldn’t explain further, so he added, “Besides, it’s none of your business.”

"Why not... Okay, it's none of my business, but I'm happy to see you get the short end of the stick, is that not allowed?"

"I'll return your words to you verbatim; I'd be happy to see you suffer."

Their eyes met, filled with sinister smiles, as if the battle was far from over. They each took a sip of tea and returned to normal.

Ryan was aloof, and Möbius was languid. They drank several cups of tea together, which made Ryan start to doubt himself.

So why did I pull her up here? Was I just making things difficult for myself? I should have gone to sleep instead.

Ryan couldn't explain his actions either; he just saw Mebius there with a strange expression, so he instinctively grabbed her hand.

"Ahem, it's snowing."

Mebius turned his head and saw that pure white snowflakes were indeed falling outside the glass room, like countless willow catkins, drifting slowly in the air and turning into water droplets when they landed on the ground.

"Yeah, it's actually snowing. This weather is really strange."

This is Hawaii, a place known for its warmth, and yet it's snowing here. She's not a meteorologist, so she doesn't know that this is due to the collapse.

As the wind and snow intensified, the sound of the tide from the dark sea made the villa seem exceptionally lonely, and Ryan suddenly lost interest in competing with Mebius.

Da da da.

He patted the wicker chair, and Möbius turned his head, immediately knowing what to do.

She rolled her eyes at Ryan, her skirt slid down like flowing water, and her two long, slender legs in black stockings were placed on Ryan's thighs. Because of the high slit, the lace trim and purple suspenders could be vaguely seen.

The fair thighs reflected a halo of light, forming a clear dividing line with the black stockings, with the lace leaving shallow marks on the flesh.

Ryan glanced at it appreciatively, then raised his hand to stroke his calf. It still felt like he was wearing stockings, with plenty of elasticity. For him, it was a stress-relieving exercise, like squeezing instant noodles, to put it bluntly.

"Tonight was alright, I guess."

"Yes, it's nice to take a break once in a while." This time, Mebius wasn't being stubborn; she genuinely felt her heart calm down, undoubtedly due to the snow and wind outside.

"Dealing with the Fourth Herrscher must be tough. She's different from all the previous Herrschers. I've never heard of a Herrscher running away."

"Thank goodness, but I almost died," Ryan replied casually, immediately feeling Möbius's calf muscles tense. "She knows how to use tactics, using Shesa as bait. If I hadn't been more vigilant..."

Ryan calmly recounted the battle, including realizing the problem, being chased by the Herrscher, and finally turning the tables between the Herrscher of Wind and the Fire Moth.

He felt that Mebius's calf muscles were tense until he heard him hide in the sea and the Herrscher retreated, at which point the tension eased slightly.

“Even Sakura doesn’t know the whole operation; you’re the first to find out the truth.”

"Should I thank you?" Mebius turned around, cupped the man's face in his hands, and said seriously, "How many times have I told you, your life is mine, and you're not allowed to take any risks."

The entire plan was meticulously planned, and any mishap at any point would result in either being killed by a Herrscher or hunted down by the Moths of Flame, causing him to frown.

"Who else knows the truth?"

“Sakura, Alicia, and Mei should be able to guess.”

"Then it's limited to those three. This is a big problem. How did you get targeted by the Herrscher? If the Honkai are to be eliminated according to their threat level, the Fire Chaser Council should be wiped out, and humanity should be allowed to split on its own."

Mebius lowered his long neck, propped his chin up, and kept thinking. After much thought, he concluded that the problem still lay with Ryan himself.

“It seems I’m not the only one who has discovered your value. Now there’s the best solution—you find a way to commit a crime and volunteer to go to the Deepest Place. That place has been modified by Vilvi and is absolutely safe.”

"When have you ever seen me run away?" Ryan sneered, looking at the swirling snow around him. "Come on then, I won't hide. I'll do what I always have to do. Do you know why I got away?"

Mebius raised an eyebrow and saw Ryan lean over and whisper something in his ear.

"Because from the very beginning, my goal was to turn the tables."

"You madman, you brainless brute!" Mebius shoved him away in annoyance, angrily trying to pull his foot out, but it was held down and he couldn't get it out at all.

"Fighting against the Honkai is inherently a crazy act, and this answer is more beneficial than harmful to me. I can finally lay out my plans and fight a major battle against it." Ryan gently kneaded the silk-stockinged legs, the comfortable touch making him squint his eyes.

"But this has nothing to do with the Honkai. If the Fire Moths discover this secret, they will not let you go. They will only use you as bait."

"But instead of reporting me, you tried to think of a solution from my perspective."

Mebius paused, then turned his head away: "I've said it before, your life is mine, but no one else can guarantee that, including Mebius."

Stubborn to the end, keep being stubborn.

Ryan increased the force, causing his straight legs to twist.

"I will also change my plans and gradually take control of the Fire Moth. At that time, May will be on my side, along with Kevin and the others."

"You want to confront the Honkai head-on?"

"It's no different from the normal procedure. The Herrschers are here to be attacked anyway. The only difference is who will lead humanity—a politician from the Fire Chaser Council or a superhuman hero." Ryan spread his hands; he had already thought it through these past few days.

Once the Fusion Warrior program is fully implemented, individual combat power will overwhelm social organizations. For Ryan himself, this will only mean an increased workload, but there will be no essential difference.

Ryan is included in the definition of 'human,' so whether it is targeted or not is irrelevant.

“This is difficult. The Moth of Fire has now extended its tentacles to all areas of the world. No one can control this huge organization. Even Karius is just a mouthpiece.” Möbius was also thinking about this topic.

"So we have to take it one step at a time. As of now, I'm very satisfied with their work." Ryan didn't take it to heart at all. Just like the Fusion Warriors and the Divine Key project, Superman couldn't support it. It would require tens of thousands of researchers and countless factories.

“Möbius, the definition of the world will gradually shrink. When the value is exhausted, we can start to optimize it.”

Extremely ruthless, he used those self-important big shots as tools, but he was not disliked by Möbius, who had no loyalty.

Every time her budget was cut, she wanted to throw those people under her feet and stomp on their heads with her high heels.

"That's interesting, count me in."

"This is rebellion. Have you thought it through?"

Mebius glanced at Ryan, who was holding his feet, crossed his arms, and gave a strange smile: "I don't owe the Firemoth anything, and besides, the only one who can help me evolve is you, and the only one who can move my heart is you."

These words elevated the cooperative relationship to an alliance, but this was not beyond Ryan's expectations.

Having spent so much time together, how could I not be confident? Even if Möbius was stubborn, I had already unknowingly gotten under his control.

As for the second half of the sentence, he pondered it for a moment, but then put it out of his mind.

Because if he showed even the slightest hint of joy at such a moment, he was 100% certain that Möbius would pinch his chin, tilt his head back, and say something like, 'So you crave my love that much? You're quite adorable, aren't you? No wonder you're a toad.'

Young and naive, how could I possibly fall for your tricks?

He sneered, reluctantly putting down the black-stockinged jade foot, turned around, and took out a briefcase from a hidden cabinet.

"Since you're so helpful, I'll give you a gift."

Upon opening, you'll find a glass bottle containing a thick, shadowy, dark green liquid, and a snake's eyeball immersed within it.

“This is…” Mebius’s eyes lit up immediately, even more so than when Ryan gave her ten pieces of jewelry.

Ryan picked up the glass bottle and said:

"Your first step on the path to godhood: the genes of the Judgment-class Honkai Beast [Shesa]."

Chapter 121 Come on, you can lick it now.

From a rational perspective, Ryan doesn't actually have many allies, because people like Hua and Kevin, knowing the truth wouldn't do much good except cause them anxiety, so it's better to keep it a secret.

Alicia, on the other hand, didn't care whether she knew or not; unless Ryan became a Herrscher, her attitude would not change.

As for May, no one can control that woman, and Ryan can't truly trust her.

So Mebius is the best ally, at least she's smart enough, but from an emotional point of view, Ryan doesn't understand why she was chosen first.

"Are you satisfied with this gift?" He saw that Mebius's eyes were almost popping out of their sockets. Given the latter's intelligence, he must have studied all the Honkai Beasts that still exist.

"Shesa has the quality of resurrection, which suits you well."

"How do you know I crave immortality?" Möbius's eyes sparkled.

"I'm guessing. Those who yearn for infinite evolution must first ensure their survival; otherwise, death is meaningless. I'm the same way." Ryan smiled. Only the living can continue their journey, and only those who go the furthest can become Star Gods.

"Then you can keep it for yourself."

"Well, you're weaker, so you need this more. I can find something better."

What do you mean I'm weak?

Mebius rolled his eyes at Ryan and closed the briefcase: "I'm quite satisfied with this gift. Well, I'll let you off this time. Just wait a bit."

Ryan was baffled, then watched as Mebius sat down, lifted her skirt, and revealed a glimpse of purple lace. She then removed the straps and gently smoothed them.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

She had only taken off half of her socks when Ryan quickly pressed her hand down.

"Here's a return gift for you." Mebius looked up and saw Ryan's face flushed red, with veins bulging on his forehead. He slapped his forehead. "Oh, I get it. Taking it off isn't enough for you anymore. This is fine."

She crossed her legs, lowered her head, her long green hair obscuring her face, and whispered, "You can lick it now."

Can I... lick it now?

Ryan felt his thoughts sinking into a quagmire, slowing down endlessly. His eyes, devoid of light, glanced at the legs that had stopped in front of his face.