I am a hero of the former civilization.

The Herrscher glanced at them, then continued forward expressionlessly, walking around the train before slowly raising his head.

A short figure sat on the steel beam. She had shoulder-length short hair, wore a loose dark blue dress, and swung her fair and slender legs back and forth while humming an unknown song.

The melody was light and cheerful, but it seemed very eerie in this underground place where only the dying sobs of the dying remained.

"You've come?" The girl stopped singing, lowered her head, and looked at her fellow humans. "I don't understand why they are so foolish, blinded by greed just to have a possibility."

"So they succeeded. I will slowly grant them death as a reward. Heh, how about you keep going for three days while every capillary bursts and your spirit remains high?"

The Herrscher of Ice did not answer. She knelt on one knee, took a document from the arms of a slightly overweight man in his fifties or sixties, flipped through a few pages, and then stopped.

A Study on the Possibility of Prematurely Creating a Vehicle for the Lawful Ruler's Descendancy

The gentlemanly man raised an eyebrow, tossed the document back into the vomit, realizing that humanity had already discovered the pattern.

When the world's destructive energy accumulates to a certain critical point, and there happens to be a suitable vessel, there is a certain probability that a Herrscher will descend upon it.

"It seems they're not planning to ambush you, otherwise you would have run into him and them."

Hey.

The girl on the ceiling jumped down, barefoot, and twirled lightly in the hellish drawing.

"So, I bestowed upon them gratitude, which was originally supposed to last ten days, but has now been reduced to three. Perhaps this is what humans call kindness~"

The Herrscher of Ice stood still, gazing at his 'joyful' fellow beings, like a gentleman admiring a lady's dance. He had no intention of exploring the meaning of 'kindness,' only saying calmly:

"Release your authority, for the energy has not yet dissipated."

"You want to save them? Why?" The girl stopped, put her hands behind her back, leaned forward, and looked innocent and naive.

“Only the experience of going from death to life deserves to be called a miracle. You know very well what they crave, but for your authority, these desires are nothing more than a matter of lifting a finger.”

"Of course it's simple, so why?"

The Herrscher of Ice glanced at this newborn fellow Herrscher; there was no need for lengthy discussions between Herrschers.

"Because they are more useful alive than dead."

Chapter 183 You've been tricked, you idiot!

"Cheers to getting to know each other better."

Clang.

The two cups of coffee clinked together awkwardly. Ryan took a sip of his iced coffee, glanced at Mebius who was smiling, and thought she was in a good mood.

Then he picked up his chopsticks, froze on the spot, and didn't know where to start.

The table was covered in a culinary disaster. In the dark soup were two dead fish heads, their pale eyes staring at him. There was also a plate of something that looked like charcoal. If he remembered correctly, it should have been fried eggs.

"What are you looking at? This is all because you chatted with me!" Mebius noticed Ryan's gaze, his face flushed, and he tried to argue.

Yes, yes, it's my fault again.

Ryan was too lazy to argue with her. He picked up a piece of crumbly fish and put it in his mouth. The intense irritation almost made him spit it out.

Bitter, dry, and even with a mushroom flavor, it takes skill to make it look like this; it's almost the other extreme.

"How are you feeling? Can you eat?" Möbius asked excitedly, his eyes clearly saying:

If you dare to complain, I'll lose my temper.

Gulu.

Ryan forced himself to swallow it and forced a smile: "It's edible, but by the way, you didn't put anything weird in it, did you?"

Strange things? Wait, how come I didn't think of that? Since he's let his guard down, isn't this an opportunity to take advantage of him?

"No, I forgot. No, I would never leave things lying around."

Forgot what? And why do you look so regretful?

Ryan was almost stunned by this shamelessness. He would have to be more careful in the future, but this time he was clean.

Once you relax, even the worst food tastes delicious. As you eat, you end up covering your face again.

I'm afraid it might be some serious illness.

"Alright, you must have something important to do since you came all this way."

"not at all."

"So you're trying to mess with me?"

"Nonsense!" Mebius's voice became shrill, and he muttered as he rested his chin on his hand. "I just thought you liked this feeling, so I'm giving you a special reward."

This feeling? Do you think I'm a masochist or someone with a terrible sense of taste?

Oh, you mean that kind?

Ryan realized what was happening and snorted, "You got that information from Sakura, didn't you?"

Sakura once asked him which moment he missed the most, and Ryan replied that it was the time in Singapore, those extremely ordinary yet occasionally warm moments.

Time always flows by unnoticed, and we don't feel the urgency of the impending doom.

Mebius nodded at first, then shook his head violently, muttering, "I came up with it myself."

"You can only come up with this... never mind, anyway you guessed right. The road to exploration is endless, but there is always a starting point, whether it's a train or a small house. After each journey, there is always a place to return to."

Ryan ate the bizarre food and spoke slowly, making Möbius's eyebrows twitch like caterpillars.

So that's how it's said. There's an anchor point on the journey to infinity, something invisible and intangible. It's quite philosophical.

"No wonder you like to meddle in other people's business."

Ryan's gaze was profound: "Whether it's a train or a cabin, it has to have people to make it meaningful."

He saw Mebius lost in thought, sighed softly, and stood up as if lonely as snow, gently pushing the woman's hand away.

"I'll wash it. You think about whether this makes sense."

"Oh, that is indeed a serious philosophical question."

Ryan looked at the dead fish eyes, silently turned around, and then slowly stretched a smile across his face.

You've been tricked, you idiot!

Let me pose a question for Möbius to ponder: I'll take this thing after a couple of bites. I'm a little hungry, though; I'll just cook some instant noodles later.

I need to throw it up right away, or I'll really throw up.

He quickened his pace and hurried to the sink to wash the dishes, thinking to himself that Mebius was becoming more and more like a human being, as if he had gotten rid of Shesa's aftereffects.

This is a good thing; it makes things much easier to get along with people. It must be because of Alicia's persuasive words that things worked.

At the same time, Mebius behind him also raised his head, looked at Ryan's back, and slowly revealed a mocking smile.

You've been tricked, you idiot!

Haha, I deliberately made it taste bad, I knew you would try to be clever, but I didn't expect you to cooperate so well and reveal some secrets.

What is the fate of pioneers? The cabin is definitely a distraction; is the key point the train?

A train? The Second Divine Key? Crossing the barriers of space?

Countless clues flashed through Mebius's mind, and she found some loopholes in the spatial barrier. Her intuition told her that the association was correct, and her smile became even more pronounced.

See, I got him to talk with just a little trick. Hmm, his guard will be lowered in this kind of atmosphere. I'll write it down when I get back.

Ha ha ha.

Both of them were laughing until the door opened again, and Cang Xuan stood in the doorway.

"Dr. Lane, Dr. Möbius, the meeting..."

Her clear, cool voice faltered. She saw Ryan washing dishes and Mebius sitting at the square table. At first glance, it seemed ordinary and cozy, but she always felt that there was danger lurking in the room.

The simultaneous appearance of these two completely different atmospheres made her marvel at how many tricks geniuses have up their sleeves.

Having just made a big step forward in the plan, Möbius was in a good mood. He turned around and said in a friendly tone, "Cangxuan, is this Möbius's meeting?"

“Yes, Dr. Mei requests that you two come over. Also attending the meeting is Director Wilvie.” Cang Xuan quickly replied, lowering his head, feeling that if Möbius knew his thoughts, he would be silenced.

At this moment, Ryan also came out while wiping his hands. He glanced at Mebius out of the corner of his eye, feeling that something was off, but with important matters at hand, he didn't think too much about it and turned to put on his coat.

Cang Xuan, you've come at the right time. Hehe, you've just helped me dodge this guy's intuition.

Mebius, who had been feeling a little guilty, suddenly smiled broadly and his gaze towards his assistant softened. He decided to give him special attention. As a result, Cang Xuan lowered his head even further, not wanting to be taken seriously by Mebius.

"Hey, Cangxuan, why are you looking down? Did Mebius bully you?" Ryan, wearing a new white lab coat and adjusting his shirt, could clearly sense the girl's fear.

"No, not at all. I have work to do, so I'll head back now." Cang Xuan stared at his toes as he hurriedly left, leaving behind a bewildered Ryan.

"What did you do to her? Bullying your subordinate? You'd better watch out for the streetlights."

"Nonsense, I've been sitting here without moving an inch. It's probably her sister who caused the trouble. That Danzhu is always dragging her down." Mebius complained as she stood up, her small, black-stockinged feet easily slipping into her high heels.

"Cangxuan is somewhat useful, but Danzhu is either late or falls asleep while working on his project; he's really useless."

"Then why are you still keeping her?"

"Hehe, it's nice to have some fun once in a while. Besides, their families are well-off, so I can ask for double compensation for the things they break."

You really are...

Ryan stared at the snake's eyes flashing with golden light, and couldn't find a single thing to complain about.

The two left the room and walked side by side down the corridor. When they encountered other researchers, Ryan would usually nod in greeting, but Mebius didn't bother to say hello at all.

There are very few people in the entire Fire Moth who she can truly respect. Sometimes she will glance at anyone who is about to gossip with her cold, serpentine eyes, and then, no matter who it is, she will immediately shut up.

He was very intimidating, but then he changed his tune and kept complaining about how lazy Danzhu was.

"I thought you looked down on people like that."

"Hehe, it's satisfying to make idiots smart, and besides, I always need someone to do odd jobs in my lab. Klein and Cangxuan are enough for the proper assistant work."

"Looks like you don't need me anymore?"

“You’re always running around. If we have to wait for you, all the work will be delayed.” Möbius rolled his eyes at Ryan, about to say something sarcastic, but then changed his tone: “The really important work still depends on you, so when you come back, you have to stay in my lab and help out.”

As she said this, she glanced ahead out of the corner of her eye and saw an open blast door at the end of the corridor, with a pink-haired girl standing beside it.

Sakura gripped her long sword, standing like a pine tree, cautiously observing her surroundings. When she saw Ryan approaching, she subconsciously revealed a faint smile.