Sorry, you scumbag woman, you can do whatever you want.

"Sorry, I don't want to wear women's armor."

“Is it male pride?” Velvi nodded understandingly and smiled at Kevin. “Next time you have surgery, I will suggest that Mebius add some special super-mutant factors to you, so that you won’t care about male pride.”

"What do you want to do?" Kevin sensed something was very wrong, but then he saw Vervi explain with a smile.

“I would suggest that Mebius add a gender-mutation factor to you that allows you to change your gender at will. At that time, it will not matter to you whether you are a man or a woman.”

"Actually, I can consider it." Kevin changed his tune, but if Mebius added some strange super-mutant factor to him later, it would be too late to undo the damage.

"Speaking of which, it seems that Soul Steel can also be used to make armor." Velvi suddenly remembered, her gaze falling on the incubation chamber beside her. Soul Steel can not only be used as a body, but it would also be perfectly fine to use it as battle armor.

Rather, the effect would be even better.

Chapter 105

Möbius's Confession

Su Weiwei opened her eyes and looked at the white ceiling. Then she turned her head slightly and looked at Kevin, who was sleeping against the chair. Judging from the state of his sleep and the wrinkles in his clothes, Kevin was a little tired.

Given Kevin's strength in fighting against the Herrscher of Evolution, it's unlikely that he's just physically exhausted.

It must be mental fatigue.

"Doctor, what are you thinking about?" he murmured to himself, closing his eyes again as he recalled the conversation in the operating room.

Before he fell into a deep sleep, Mebius asked him about what would happen if humanity obtained the power of "gods".

Are humans gods... or demons?

……

……

at the same time.

Near the World Snake.

Inside a solemn church, the laughter of children outside, accompanied by sunlight, drifted into the quiet and sacred sanctuary.

Holy and peaceful.

Right in front of the statue, a beautiful woman with long green hair sat in the first row of seats. She was wearing a black dress, with a silver necklace around her snow-white neck. Her head was slightly lowered, her hands were clasped together, and she was praying silently, as if she were the purest believer.

The solemn statues seem to cast their gaze upon the green-haired beauty, creating a beautiful scene reminiscent of an oil painting.

God must have favored this believer.

"Do you also believe in gods?" A gentle voice came from behind, exuding a reassuring magic, as if it were the gentlest mother, capable of soothing all sorrow and pain.

“Yes, I believe they exist.” Mebius lowered his hands from his prayers, turned to look at Sister Aponia beside him, his voice tinged with confusion, and raised his slender hand slightly to rest on his chest.

“Sister, I have committed many sins,” she asked Aponia. “Will God forgive my sins?”

“People always make mistakes.” Aponia shook her head, a gentle smile appearing on her face, and sat down in the chair next to Mebius.

“Doctor, I’m willing to listen to you.” Her voice was gentle and soft.

Although she did not think that Mebius would be easily swayed, nor would he easily entrust his fate to the gods.

However, since she had promised to be an understanding of Möbius, she should at least first be a listener.

Otherwise, how can one truly understand Möbius?

“I feel so guilty. She was so good to me, so gentle, and she was always willing to tolerate my willfulness no matter how badly I treated her.” Möbius’s voice was filled with shame, and his emerald eyes revealed sadness. “But I took advantage of her gentleness and did something very wrong.”

“If that’s the case, please sincerely apologize to her,” Aponia whispered. “Her kindness towards you will surely make her accept your apology, as long as you don’t…”

“I can’t do it, I can’t do that kind of thing.” Möbius bit his lower lip, his emerald eyes revealing guilt. “As long as she’s by my side, I can’t help but do something to hurt her.”

"Why can't I do it?" Aponia wondered. Knowing that she was wrong, she still hurt the people who were tolerant of her. This was clearly wrong and needed to be corrected in time.

“It’s an impulse rooted in my instincts,” Möbius said with a wry smile. “I… have a very wicked side to my nature. When I like someone, I want to play with her until I’m completely exhausted.”

The atmosphere fell silent.

Aponia lowered her eyes. She hadn't expected Mebius to have such a terrible side, but as long as she looked at the sad and self-reproachful Mebius beside her, she couldn't bring herself to be tough.

"If the doctor doesn't want to hurt the people important to him, then please don't get too close to her."

“No, I can’t suppress the urge to see her.” Möbius bit his lower lip, shook his head gently, and looked at Aponia with a pitiful look in his eyes. “If I don’t see her, I feel… my heart aches so much.”

“…” Aponia fell silent, feeling somewhat helpless. She liked getting close to him, but that would make her want to hurt him. Yet, not getting close to him caused her pain. It was a vicious cycle.

"Doctor, are you really going to lose control?" she asked Mebius, the most brilliant person in the world, who not only developed the Super Transformation Surgery but was also the core mind that led humanity's battle against the Honkai.

Is it possible that such a person, due to their inability to control themselves to this extent, is unable to cure their inability to control themselves?

It's hard to imagine no matter what.

“…Feelings are the most magical thing in the world.” Shaking his head, Möbius explained, “Every time I see her, I can’t help but want to hurt her, yet I can’t help but want to see her again.”

“What exactly did you do to her?” Aponia asked, but Mebius shook his head.

"I'm sorry, I don't want to talk about it here."

“…” Aponia sighed softly, looking at Möbius’s guilty and sad appearance, and her guard was lowered. Ever since Möbius did something strange to her last time, she had tried to avoid being alone with him to prevent strange things from happening again.

However, looking into Mebius's guilty and sorrowful eyes, one felt that one could not simply stand by and do nothing.

At the very least, we need to soothe Möbius's inner turmoil.

“Please come with me.” She extended her slender hand to Möbius and led him toward her room.

In the quietest and most secretive place in the church was her room, where she could listen to all of Mebius's secrets.

open the door.

"Is there anything you'd like to drink?" she asked Mebius, walking toward the refrigerator. Thanks to the relocation from Twilight Street and the assistance from the World Serpent, the quality of life at the sanatorium had improved considerably.

At least you can drink some coffee.

“No, I don’t want to drink anything.” With a soft refusal, Mebius tugged at Aponia’s sleeve and slowly walked toward the bed.

Something's not right.

“At least, have some tea.” Aponia pursed her lips, wanting to refuse to come closer to the bed, but found that Mebius turned around, put his arm around her waist, and showed a mischievous smile.

"You know, the more I like someone, the more I can't help but bully and hurt them, just like we are now."

"Doctor, the 'she' you're talking about... is me?" Aponia suddenly realized that she had been deceived by Mebius. She understood what it meant to be driven by instinctual impulses, and what it meant to enjoy bullying and toying with the person you like.

Everyone has that kind of impulse... It's not unusual at all.

"Please, calm down." Her beautiful face flushed slightly as she used the commandment on Mebius, only to find that Mebius, who was holding her, was still smiling and unaffected by the commandment.

“Alright.” Möbius accepted with surprise and walked under the tea table.

Aponia, however, was somewhat taken aback. Looking at Mebius, who was sitting at the tea table and smiling gently at her, she felt a complex mix of emotions. Why had she stopped when she hadn't been affected?

Did Möbius lose interest in her, or did the precepts work and calm him down?

With a gentle touch to her slightly disheveled hair, Aponia went to the refrigerator and took out coffee. Under Möbius's smiling gaze, she brewed two warm cups of coffee, and the two barely spoke to each other throughout the entire process.

I'm not used to this strange atmosphere.

Aponia silently took a sip of coffee. She rarely found herself in such an awkward situation. Her discipline made her able to negotiate with anyone very easily, but this also made her... bad at handling awkward silences.

Because I've never encountered this before.

Mebius did not actively choose to break the silence, but quietly and elegantly sipped her coffee, leaving people puzzled about her thoughts.

Yes, I hate it... or maybe I just don't want to talk.

Feeling somewhat uneasy, Aponia kept her legs together beneath her skirt, her mind swirling with thoughts she couldn't express.

for a long time.

"Another cup, please." Möbius finished his coffee and handed the cup to Aponia.

“Okay.” Aponia nodded slightly and poured Mebius another cup of coffee.

Then, the atmosphere returned to normal.

The old clock inside ticked away, and the light outside the window was dim and yellowish, as night quietly approached.

Mebius and Aponia maintained only a simple exchange, repeating the predictable phrases.

until.

“…” Möbius finished his coffee, handed the cup to Aponia, and said something as she took it.

"I want to stay tonight."

“Okay.” Aponia agreed instinctively, but then realized something was wrong; she should have agreed to help pour the coffee.

Instead of agreeing to let Mebius stay tonight.

but.

Möbius yawned, walked to the soft bed, sat down, and gently patted the bed. "Come on, let's sleep."

"I've drunk so much coffee, I'm not sleepy." Aponia quickly shook her head; she didn't want to go near the bed to sleep.

"How can I not be sleepy after a long day?" Möbius shook his head helplessly and patted the bed again. "Don't worry, I won't do anything."