I am a hero of the former civilization.

“Brainless and unhappy, of course, I’m unhappy.” Ryan brushed past me expressionlessly, causing Mebius to pause for a moment before instinctively retorting.

"You are the stupid one!"

People on the tarmac dispersed, some in pairs, some alone, and of course, some chasing and playing around.

These scenes were all witnessed by the people in the control tower, and at least Edwin's lips twitched as he watched.

"Dr. Lane and Dr. Möbius aren't really a couple? This reminds me of when I was young, in middle school, there was a girl in my class who always bullied me, and later I found out..."

"Stop, stop, stop! Branch Chief, you've told your love story ten times already. I can practically recite the rest of the story by heart." Himiko quickly interrupted, pinching his neck and adopting a low voice: "Later you understood, and then you married her and had three children."

"Right? So enemies are bound to meet sooner or later. Let's make a bet. Oh, I almost forgot you've already lost all your salary this month."

Himiko gritted her teeth. She had fought desperately for several days, only to have her pleasure vanish in a short while.

"Branch leader, please don't rub salt into my wounds. Our secondment application was just rejected by the higher-ups because of insufficient authority."

"As expected, I sometimes really don't understand what these genius executives are thinking." Edwin took a deep breath to suppress his anger.

He had taken advantage of being a subordinate of Superman; his flexibility and mobility were unparalleled. All it took was some fuel to get him to his destination, along with some cover fire, and ordinary Honkai attacks would be easily dealt with. But—

Edwin glanced at the huge electronic screen, which was flashing with sparse red dots, an endless stream of Honkai energy.

“Perhaps he knows too much,” Himiko said fairly, recalling the phone call she received at Chiba Academy. “That Ryan was never a simple warrior.”

"I know, how could a simple-minded brute possibly associate with Mebius? How long until the Third Honkai Impact, as calculated by headquarters, is still to come?"

"It's fine if it takes between half a month and three months. Miss Alicia will also be assigned to the Far East, and Ryan won't go too far either."

Where is he planning to go next?

Himiko did not answer immediately, but instead zoomed out on the map and pointed to a spot next to the neon lights.

"He's going to Canghai City."

Chapter 40 Möbius Wants to Take His Medicine

"What? You're going to Canghai City?"

Almost at the same moment, Mebius's slightly languid voice rang out, drawing the attention of those at the surrounding tables. She was unashamed and simply looked at them indifferently.

A few seconds later, no one dared to meet her gaze, and they all moved away.

Humph.

Mebius then sat down, crossed his legs, and crossed his arms: "Why do you want to go there? If you want to relax, I recommend Switzerland. There are special sanatoriums there."

“You’re not my boss, what business is it of yours where I go?” Ryan took a sip of soup and tapped the table lightly. “Don’t forget, I’m paying for this meal. You poor wretch, you don’t deserve to have anyone follow you around.”

you......

Mebius felt his composure was failing him again. He didn't know why, but he always felt this way when he was with this man, and he couldn't argue with him. So he picked up a meatball with his fork and put it in his mouth.

The meatball juice leaked from the side of his mouth, and soon a nimble tongue licked it clean. Möbius propped his head up and dragged out his words.

"You really don't want to be with me?"

A touch of languor, a touch of allure, made Ryan pause with his chopsticks, but he quickly resumed his normal movements.

He wiped his mouth, looked at the beautiful yet indifferent face in front of him, thought for a moment, and then said, "Canghai City may be the center of the third collapse. I have to go and take a look."

Ok?

Mebius had come up with several excuses for Ryan, but he didn't expect his words to be so unexpected. He subconsciously stretched his neck, his nose only an inch away from Ryan's face.

"How do you know that the Fire Moths only demarcated a general area, and that the Honkai would most likely occur in remote, sparsely populated places?"

Because I just know.

Ryan thought to himself, of course he wasn't sure. He'd been here for almost twenty years, and the butterfly effect had been working overtime. Who knew if things would change?

"Intuition, a warrior's intuition."

"Nonsense, what kind of intuition is this? It's completely unscientific." Mebius was greatly disappointed. She thought Ryan was going to tell her that he could accurately locate the Honkai. So she pulled her neck back and gently swung her black-stockinged legs. "Okay, even if your intuition is accurate, why did you go and provoke the Third Herrscher? Shouldn't most people run far away?"

Ryan shoveled a mouthful of rice into his mouth without looking up and said, "The reason? Didn't you have a guess?"

Mebius's eyes twitched, and he leaned over a second time, his face filled with excitement.

"So you really can use those monsters to evolve. I knew it! How did you manage to go everywhere..."

"Stop, it's all your guess. I didn't say anything. Besides, you've studied my body tissues and there's nothing abnormal about them."

"It's precisely this unknown that makes it so captivating, if you're truly evolving—"

"And what can you do about it?" Ryan finished her sentence for her, picked up his coffee, and looked at her with a leisurely air.

The initial excitement was quickly replaced by resentment, and even a rare sense of dejection.

That's right, Mebius can't do anything. She can't kidnap Ryan, nor can she use this speculation to plan anything. She doesn't have much power in the Firemoth.

Because of her speculation, she took further action. Putting aside the forces behind Ryan, the Far East branch alone was about to rebel.

“Hey, I love seeing you grit your teeth and look so helpless.” Ryan shrugged. He wasn’t as wary of Mebius now, otherwise he wouldn’t have given a hint. Instead, he had a kind of mischievous pleasure in fishing for him.

As for why, he didn't know, but he was quite happy anyway.

"So let's work together."

When Mebius, who was feeling depressed, heard this, he was incredulous and a surge of resentment welled up in his heart.

This guy really knows how to mess with people's mentality. Every time I want to explode, I have to hold it back. Fortunately, Mebius is known for his rationality, so he took a deep breath.

"Tell me, how do you plan to cooperate?"

"You can keep your guesses, and I won't avoid you. Don't look at me with that weird look. This childish game in Changkong City is about to end. I'll just pack up and leave. What can you do about it?"

Mebius really couldn't do anything about him. The Fusion Warrior project had just started, and she had to go back to her own lair to study it properly. Even now, she still doubted whether Ryan's mention of the Third Herrscher was just an excuse.

But whether or not it is irrelevant now; the other party is not a subordinate and can go wherever they want.

"Keep talking."

“If you believe this is an evolution, you can choose to walk with me and become my helper. When the time is right, I will provide you with some ideas.” Ryan’s gray eyes were deep, as if he were a superior looking down on all living beings.

Of course, he didn't even understand the concept of destiny, let alone share it; he just wanted to exploit Mebius's desires to deceive him.

The saying goes, "greed blinds the mind." The more one desires something, the easier it is to be fooled, which goes beyond intelligence.

Möbius indeed became conflicted, his usually indifferent face scrunched up: "This is not fair, doesn't it mean you have complete control?"

“Listen, I’ve always been in complete control of our relationship.” Ryan stood up, leaning on the table, and calmly turned around. “If you don’t agree, fine. I can go to May. Her authority will soon surpass yours.”

Ryan took a decisive step forward, then felt his cuff being grabbed. He turned around and smiled.

Mebius's face was complex, showing resentment, anger, longing, and a hint of grievance she had never felt before. She had no choice in this deal, and all these emotions were accumulating in her heart, making her feel depressed.

Hey, my trick of using her strength against her completely broke her defenses.

For some reason, Ryan had this thought: to deal with Mebius, the hero saving the damsel in distress or the simp is useless; you have to seize her desires.

On the one hand, it left her helpless, and on the other hand, it could indeed provide help. In addition, it had some special characteristics, precisely piercing Mebius's heart.

Ryan doesn't know if this is an ambiguous relationship, but it's definitely entangled and impossible to break free from. He doesn't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing.

"I agree, isn't that enough?" Mebius was really frustrated. She had learned from Alicia and used seduction techniques, but this bastard just wouldn't listen to either, leaving her helpless.

Mebius even found this guy more troublesome than Alicia; at least she could barely handle the latter, but Ryan was something else entirely—

Who is whose assistant?

“A wise choice. I knew Dr. Mebius wouldn’t disappoint.” Ryan smiled, but secretly he was pleased, finally getting revenge for being treated like a slave and having to take out loans to work.

"Stop beating around the bush, tell me, what do you want to do?" Mebius turned his head away, revealing his fair neck, and abandoned the idea of ​​using some means to bring Ryan back to the Mu Continent.

"Prepare these things for me and send them to Canghai City. I've read your paper; it's very insightful in engineering and materials science." Ryan smiled and handed over a slip of paper.

They can speak human language fairly well.

For some reason, Mebius felt a bit better. He took the note and read it aloud instinctively: "Overpressure alloy spear, high-polymer energy-blocking armor, are you preparing weapons to deal with the Third Herrscher?"

“Take a guess.” Ryan squinted, his smile gentle.

His towering chest heaved rapidly once more. Mebius wanted to utter some vulgar words, but anticipating an even more unpleasant retort, he could only keep his tone cold.

"I'll prepare everything for you myself, but what about the payment?"

"Take another guess."

Still with that mysterious air, Möbius's brain raced, but he couldn't find an answer. Looking around, he saw that the cafeteria was empty, and finally, he couldn't hold back any longer.

"Believe it or not, I'll do something to kill you."

She bent down, took off her short-heeled leather shoes, and threw them over, but Ryan caught them easily.

He fiddled with the little black leather shoes, glancing at Möbius's small right foot, which was encased in stockings and held in one hand like a work of art.

"You can't bear to part with it, and besides, I'm a PhD in materials science, so you can't hide it from me."

“So sometimes I’d rather you were a brute.” Mebius stood barefoot on the floor, breathing heavily, his eyes narrowed, giving off a hint of seductive charm.

"And then you just let me play with you, right? Actually, there's something I forgot to say: you look quite beautiful today. Although it was forced, you've torn off all your masks these past few days, revealing your true self, and it's also a relief to me. Mebius, you still have a burning humanity."

Ryan spoke seemingly out of the blue, yet it came from the bottom of his heart. If it were the memory body Mébius from 50,000 years in the future, he would not have any interaction with it.

Mebius caught that fleeting emotion and wondered if this guy knew him. Just then, he saw Ryan lower his head and put his shoes on for him.

The man's hand brushed against her stockings, causing a slight tingling sensation. He seemed to deliberately tease her ankle, causing her to unconsciously twist, and it was precisely this naturalness that was most alluring.

But Ryan didn't pursue the matter further. He withdrew his hand and nodded slightly like a gentleman: "I wish us a pleasant collaboration. Goodbye."

Mebius didn't speak. The strange feeling she had just experienced made her slightly lost in thought. Unlike her usual deliberate acting, she had genuinely felt a strange sensation.

Reluctant to part? Worried that he might never return?

A mix of emotions rushed through her mind, and by the time she came to her senses, the man in front of her had vanished. The closed automatic door blocked out his silhouette. For a moment, Mebius even had the urge to stand up and grab the table.

But after a moment, she sat back down heavily and took out her communicator: "Blanca, find me some psychiatric medication."

"Doctor, are you sick?"

“No, I just…” Möbius propped his head up, looked at the fully closed automatic door, and muttered to himself.

"I'm just a little confused."