I am a hero of the former civilization.

The car came to a smooth stop. Outside was the headquarters of the Firemoth, a huge but simple single building. Ryan glanced out and saw that Mebius and Hua had gotten out of the car. He then opened the car door himself.

"What, don't I look like it?"

"It's similar, but somewhat hard to understand, even though you've been strange like this since childhood." The man didn't get out of the car, but asked seriously, "You've taken so many risks and done so much; what benefits have you gained?"

“Nothing to show for it,” Ryan answered without hesitation. He got out of the car, took a few steps, then turned back with a broad smile: “A haul of good stuff!”

The contradiction left the seated man stunned for a long time before he finally shook his head.

It turned out to be the case.

Mebius and Hua stepped out of the back van one after the other, both looking rather off, leaving Klein at a loss.

Throughout the journey, she felt extremely uncomfortable. She remembered that the doctor had initially tried to start a conversation with great interest, but the girl remained silent like a wooden stake. Later, the only sound in the car was the sound of Möbius shaking his foot.

As her assistant, she knew this was a sign of the doctor's impatience.

'A complete block of air, you can't get a single word out of him. That man has such terrible taste, how could he like this kind of woman?' Möbius gently lifted his chin, giving the other woman his tenth look.

She is pretty and cute, but she is too plain-looking. Her military uniform is completely unadorned and aesthetically unappealing.

'Hmph, what a shameless outfit, just like Carol said, trying to seduce her senior brother with this.'

Hua was also sizing up Mebius, especially his reflective black stockings, which drew sidelong glances from passing members of the Fire Moth. They knew they couldn't stand being looked at like that.

Just as the two were staring at each other, Ryan returned, looking at them with some confusion.

Why do we seem so at odds from the very first time we meet?

He didn't quite understand what these women were thinking, so he just coughed lightly and said, "The matter is settled, just as I thought, all the problems are resolved."

"What's the problem?" Hua quietly leaned closer, then saw Ryan's troubled expression, which darkened even more.

"I can't tell you now. Knowing too much won't do you any good," Ryan explained. Hua is still too far removed from these matters, so why bother her with unnecessary worries?

So how could she know?

The girl turned her head and saw Möbius's reserved smile, which made her purse her lips and take a deep breath.

"Senior brother, I'm going to prepare for the medal ceremony now."

"Yes, I'll definitely come to the auditorium to applaud you later."

These words made the girl a little happier. She gave a crisp military salute and walked away with a dashing air.

In just a few months, he has already gone from a student to a soldier. He has grown up really fast. Well, Hua's quiet personality is naturally suited to being a soldier.

Ryan watched the figure walk away before turning around to look at the smiling Mebius: "Laughing, laughing, what are you laughing at? Can you stop causing trouble?"

"Trouble? I didn't do anything. Your junior sister is like a wooden stake, what a waste of her age."

"Don't speak ill of her. You're an old auntie nearing thirty, you wouldn't understand."

Aunt???

Mebius raised an eyebrow. She was indeed several years older than Ryan, but not old enough to be his aunt.

"Oh, so you're already protecting me. I just didn't expect you to like this kind of stuffy, sealed-off food."

"What does it have to do with you?"

“Of course it’s relevant, because…” Seeing Ryan’s puzzled expression, Mebius changed his tone: “You are my possession.”

"I don't remember signing any contract of servitude, and before we talk about ownership, please settle the wages first."

Ryan snorted, not wanting to waste any more time arguing with Mebius, and walked away on his own.

Several years later, the headquarters of the Fire Moth was still the same as before, without the solemnity of a military base, but rather like an ordinary government department.

It is located in Manhattan, the most bustling area of ​​York, surrounded by rows of office buildings. If it weren't for the moth-to-a-flame logo on the top of the building, it would look almost identical from the outside.

Very few people were wearing military uniforms; most were dressed in suits and ties. It was rush hour, and people were hurrying in with breakfast in hand. If it weren't for the armed guards, you would have thought it was some kind of high-tech company.

However, the headquarters of the Firemoth is just like a certain Pentagon. It mainly handles various affairs and applies for funding from the League of Nations. The real core is deep underground.

"You're quite interested in this kind of boring stuff?" Möbius quietly followed, and his words were utterly disrespectful: "If you want to sit in that seat, I'd be more than happy to oblige."

Then you can pester me every day and shower me with resources, right? Wouldn't that be amazing?

"No interest. The primary job of that position is to balance interests, and you'll always be constrained."

"But he can also use that power to change the status quo, just as you plan to."

Mebius was encouraging her, after all, Ryan had the ability, and if she went up there, she could also benefit.

Ryan paused on the steps, then slowly turned around: "You don't actually need to sit down. Remember what I told you in Changkong City?"

Mebius thought for a moment and then remembered what Ryan had said.

When necessary, he will physically eliminate all obstacles.

Chapter 95 I'm also a user of the Face-Face Fruit!

Stepping into the building, take the elevator straight to the 35th floor. With a 'ding', the elevator doors open, revealing a long corridor.

The outer side of the corridor faces Manhattan, with towering skyscrapers and bustling traffic—a truly vibrant scene. This made Ryan understand why the Firemoth chose to locate its headquarters in such a place.

Whenever I feel tired from work, I look out the window and immediately feel that my efforts are meaningful, and I have a sense of accomplishment in protecting human civilization.

Ignite your own spirit to illuminate the future for humanity.

Ryan looked at the Firemoth symbol in the central courtyard and thought that this kind of psychological suggestion was quite useful. He had seen so many members of the Firemoth, some of whom were arrogant, but he rarely saw anyone who was afraid of death.

A staff member dressed in a black suit came forward, checked their identification again, and then gestured for them to proceed.

"Dr. Lane, Dr. Möbius, please follow me."

"Thank you for your help." Ryan thanked him and followed behind, glancing out of the corner of his eye to see Mebius yawning.

This woman hates meetings and often makes excuses to skip them, or simply has Klein attend in her place. I never expected her to come this time.

Perhaps this meeting is particularly important, as it relates to the future division of power in the research field.

Ryan didn't think much of it, nor did he care about the division of power. Unbeknownst to him, he had become deeply embedded in this world, even in the field of research.

He had some influence with the three leaders: May, Möbius, and Vervière.

"I never thought I'd become a user of the Face Fruit too."

He scratched his face, suddenly realizing that if he still followed his initial plan of surviving until the present civilization, he had already succeeded. By using face cards, he could easily secure a spot as a Hero, then slip into a hibernation pod and meet again in 50,000 years.

The current civilization is even simpler. Just find a cleaning job at St. Freya Academy, then continue to cling to the coattails of the three founding families. During the final battle, just clear out the mobs and shout "666" (a Chinese internet slang for "awesome"). At most, you can show your face to Kevin; after all, you have to give your old classmate some face.

'Unfortunately, that would be too boring, and contrary to my destiny.'

Ryan chuckled to himself, dismissing the simple plan from his mind. He didn't need to worry; instinct would guide him.

At this moment, the man in the suit pushed open the door, and Ryan saw that it was a windowless conference room, not very large, with several long tables.

Five people were sitting behind the table, all wearing white lab coats. Most of them were bald and had white hair, and they looked very intelligent. Only two girls were out of place with them.

These two need no introduction; they are, of course, May and Vervière.

Mei was still the same as always, wearing round-framed glasses, typing on the keyboard with her head down, and nodding slightly as she saw Ryan come in as a greeting.

As always, Velvi stood up with an air of nonchalance, waving her arms: "Ryan, come sit down here, I have lots of interesting things to tell you!"

She had a loud voice, and her face clearly showed her excitement, which drew everyone's attention. To be honest, it was quite a unique sight to see a comedian jumping out from a group of old scholars.

“Didn’t you say she was rational and calm?” Möbius leaned closer.

“That’s the ‘id,’ but that guy is socially awkward and can’t handle this kind of situation. But the ‘magician’ is also too socially awkward. Does she think this is an amusement park?” Ryan made a tapping gesture on the head. Velvi subconsciously hugged her head, stuck out her tongue, and finally sat back down.

I finally managed to suppress it. This idiot shouldn't ruin my image. The 'wise' aura was practically overflowing from this room.

This small conference room could be said to be a gathering place for the most brilliant minds in humankind. If the Herrscher were to kill everyone inside, it would be more terrifying than the destruction of an entire continent. As a scientist, Ryan was also somewhat affected by it.

He straightened his white coat, adjusted his glasses, and sat down nearby.

Of course he refused to go. With Vilvie's mouth, she might say something outrageous. What if those bald men tattle on him?

Mebius glanced at the empty seat, then, with a quick thought, went and sat down on the opposite side.

This woman is up to no good again.

Ryan didn't have time to grab her. He smiled and nodded to the bald man next to him, glancing at the nameplate on his chest.

The Third Institute, Vidic.

Oh, that institute that studies the Sea of ​​Quanta.

Ryan paused for a moment. He hadn't studied the Sea of ​​Quanta much, and his deepest impression of 'quantum' was still:

Hill is really useful, but also really hard to get.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Dr. Ryan. I have read the report from the Fifth Research Institute. You have made a great contribution. And seeing how accomplished you are at such a young age is truly remarkable."

Just as Ryan was lost in thought, a bald middle-aged man in his fifties reached out his hand. He had an ordinary appearance, a thin build, and the standard dark circles under his eyes, and he wore a friendly smile.

“Dr. Vidic, you flatter me. We just have different research areas and are far behind you senior researchers.” Ryan smiled as well, having automatically regarded these harmless researchers as allies.

“I wouldn’t call myself a senior, I’m not even forty yet, hahaha, researchers always look older.” Vidic was quite cheerful, and pointed to the others, saying, “Dr. Cadis from the Institute of Medicine and Psychology is about my age, and Dr. Yodl from the Fourth Institute is a bit older, he’s a big name in the field of materials.”

Ryan nodded to each of them in turn. Both of them were rather introverted and focused on revising their speeches. They both nodded slightly, and Ryan figured out why.

The Moths of Fire is not a place to build seniority; when it comes to the survival of humanity, results must speak for themselves. That's why May and Velvet rose to power so quickly. As geniuses who appear only once in a thousand years, they both possess exceptional skills.

Moreover, the research couldn't avoid Honkai energy, which is very harmful to the human body. The old man couldn't hold on for long, so he simply became a technical consultant.

"It's a good thing that the higher-ups called us to a meeting. The Honkai is getting worse and worse. If we don't improve our efficiency, we'll be letting down all of humanity." Vidic shook his head and looked at Mei directly. "We don't have time or interest in getting involved in those trivial matters of the higher-ups. Of course, could we ask for more funding for the Third Research Institute?"

With good emotional intelligence, he first expresses his loyalty before asking for funding, making him a good partner.

Ryan nodded subtly. It was clear that Vidic had spoken with May in private, and with him speaking up, the other two couldn't sit still any longer.

"The Fourth Research Institute is also very important. With Dr. Vilvi's help, we have made a major breakthrough in the development of Soul Steel, and it is time to tackle the problem with funding."

"The Honkai disease is spreading now, and finding a cure is also very important. It concerns the life and death of humanity. Dr. Mei, you should consider this carefully."

"Nonsense, this disease is incurable unless the Honkai is eliminated."

"Hehe, Dr. Yordle, which Herrscher do you think is the end? We humans shouldn't die from illness first."

"Actually, exploring the quantum sea is also very important; it might lead to a new path."

"Shut up, Vidic. Your Third Institute is all hypothetical. Your funding should be cut first."