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

"Are you serious?" Velvi's beautiful eyes widened slightly as she looked at Möbius and asked, "How did you deduce the evolutionary data of nanobots at least five hundred years from now?"

"Is it really that surprising?" Möbius raised a hand to brush a strand of hair behind her ear and said with a smile, "Do you think I'm lying to you?"

"It would be strange if you didn't think so," Velvi rolled her eyes in annoyance. She had put far more effort into the research of nanobots than Mebius.

If she was in charge of the hardware development of the nanorobots, then Möbius was in charge of the software development.

Of course, it wasn't set in stone; the two still exchanged opinions extensively within their respective areas of responsibility.

However, it was precisely because they fully exchanged their opinions that they realized it was impossible for Möbius to produce the evolutionary data of nanobots five hundred years in a short period of time.

The time span is too long.

"Are you sure I'm lying?" Mebius maintained a gentle smile, making it impossible to ascertain what she was thinking.

Is it a joke, or... serious?

"With this attitude, you want to make a bet with me, right?" Velvi put her hands on her hips, understanding Möbius's thoughts.

However, she was not afraid at all.

"Sure, what do you want to bet?"

“If we’re going to gamble, let’s go big,” Mebius chuckled. “If you win, I’ll give you the World Serpent.”

"What if I lose?" Velvi wasn't interested in the World Serpent. Wealth wasn't important to her. For her, it was something she could get as long as she wanted, so it didn't hold much appeal.

However, he was very interested in what Möbius wanted to get from her.

"Let me think about it." Möbius pressed his fingers to his temples, pondered briefly, and then smiled at Vervie. "You feel pretty good right now. You lost... From now on, stay by my side and be my friend, or my lover."

“This bet is far too unfair,” Velvi said with a smile, meeting Möbius’s gaze. “I’ve decided, I refuse to take this bet.”

“World Serpent is the most valuable company in the world,” Möbius sighed regretfully. “Aren’t you going to consider it?”

“Defying common sense is what magicians excel at.” Velvi smiled confidently, staring intently at Mebius, and said firmly, “I believe you. You have information on nanobots five hundred years from now.”

"You shouldn't trust me so much at times like this!" Möbius couldn't help but complain.

But Velvet retorted confidently, "How could the greatest magician fall into such an obvious trap?"

“It’s clearly me who wants to maintain a strong and lasting relationship with you.” Turning his head away, Möbius stubbornly argued, “This isn’t a trap; it’s a social act to deepen our bond.”

"Barring any unforeseen circumstances, our friendship will last until death," Wilvi said with a sigh. "After all, you're the only person I can have a normal conversation with."

She was a genius, a kindred spirit of Möbius, which meant that sometimes, when interacting with ordinary people, she had to deliberately slow down her thinking and adapt to their pace.

Such a feeling is naturally uncomfortable, but when you're with Möbius, you don't need to worry about these things.

Therefore, the environment determined her relationship with Möbius.

Even if conflicts arise, it's often because there's no one to talk to and the social circle is too small.

This led to them communicating and interacting frequently.

Conflicts are naturally easier to resolve.

“That’s true, we have plenty of time to gradually deepen our relationship.” Möbius nodded slightly, agreeing with Vervi’s statement.

"Then tell me about the data on nanorobots that have evolved five hundred years from now?" Velvi asked curiously. She had developed the hardware for the nanorobots, but the software was developed by Mebius.

If one had to describe it, it would be that she created the body, and Möbius infused the body with a soul.

Therefore, even she couldn't accurately predict what level nanobots would be able to achieve after 500 years of evolution.

“Telling it verbally is too troublesome.” Möbius shook his head slightly, then changed the subject, “How about we communicate spiritually?”

“Spiritual communion?” Vilvi’s eyes showed some doubt. She naturally knew about Möbius, who possessed the means to connect people’s brains and exchange memories and knowledge.

However, she suspected that Möbius's use of the word "spiritual communion" had another meaning.

“This is a technology that can touch the human soul, allowing our souls to communicate deeply and exchange information efficiently,” Möbius explained earnestly, ignoring Wilvi’s skeptical gaze.

She wasn't lying; spiritual communication can indeed touch the human soul and facilitate highly efficient information exchange.

Moreover, this process... won't be uncomfortable.

After all, the source of this technique was a dual cultivation method she obtained from immortals when she hunted down gods.

Both its reliability and comfort are excellent.

"Anything else?" Velvi asked, only to see Mebius looking displeased, hands on his hips as he spoke.

"If you're not curious about the data on nanobots five hundred years from now, then forget it. I'm going to go on a date with Alicia." She turned away, refusing to look at Velvi's expression.

Just as Velvi knew her well, she also knew Velvi very well, so she was quite certain that Velvi couldn't resist her curiosity.

Sure enough, Velvi placed her hand on her shoulder, leaned closer, and said to her:

"How about we exchange information using my method?"

"Don't worry, my technology is harmless," Möbius assured him confidently. "Besides, it's a technical approach you've never even considered before."

She turned and grabbed Wilvi's soft hand.

"Give it a try, you won't lose anything anyway."

"..." Vilvi became conflicted. She knew clearly that there was a trap in Mebius's spiritual communion.

However, I am still very curious.

So she agreed, and following Mebius's instructions, they bathed and changed clothes, then, through a screen, they joined hands.

It begins with the deepest spiritual communion.

after a while.

The heavy metal door opened, and Mebius left the experimental area feeling refreshed. She had poured five hundred years' worth of accumulated data into Velvi's body.

Therefore, there was no need for her to stay, and she was left alone to consume the data from the past five hundred years.

This is the correct way to handle it.

Once the data from the past five hundred years takes root and sprouts within Velvi, a completely new Velvi will emerge.

at the same time.

In the laboratory.

Velvi leaned back in her chair, her delicate face flushed, her sweet breaths quickening. She had indeed obtained... information about nanobots five hundred years in the future, information that was enough to astonish her.

This information is extremely valuable; it cannot be obtained with money or through any exchange of power. Who possesses this information about nanobots five hundred years in the future?

It can be said that occupying the resources of a galaxy and undergoing a superhuman transformation in one's life level are both easy things.

It would be no exaggeration to describe it as a meteoric rise to power.

"You trust me too much." She chuckled, her beautiful eyes sparkling. If she had even the slightest ill intention and used this knowledge to make an enemy of Möbius, then Möbius would be in for a lot of trouble.

However, she had no intention of betraying Möbius's trust; this knowledge was not meant to be used as an enemy of Möbius.

Instead, it was used to help his friends.

“A spiritual connection, I never expected it to be like this.” Shaking her head, Wilvi stood up, supporting herself on the armrest of the chair. She felt a little weak in the legs, and her skirt was a bit damp; she needed to change it.

Admittedly, when she and Mebius exchanged information, there was only hand contact.

However, their souls truly collided and became entangled.

I never imagined that the soul... no, it could also be called a consciousness, would have such a function.

This was somewhat unexpected.

……

……

the other side.

Inside the villa where Yingjie lived.

"Here, this is your Herrscher core." Mebius smiled and handed the Herrscher of the Void core to Sirin.

"Now is the time to restore your identity as the Queen of the Sky." She looked at the terrified girl leaning against the wall and gently advised her.

"I will also unlock your genetic limitations and restore you to your peak condition."

"No need, I... I feel fine being an ordinary person!" Sirin shook her head vigorously. She did want to become the Queen of the Void again and take back the core of the Herrscher of the Void, but it was definitely not... that Mebius would return it voluntarily.

It goes without saying how terrifying this woman is; she has the entire human society at her mercy.

Now, they are proactively returning the Herrscher of the Void core.

It was definitely not out of kindness.

"Are you always saying you want to kill me?" Mebius tilted his head, puzzled. "Now I'm giving you a chance."

After saying that, she forcefully grabbed the Herrscher of the Void's wrist, pried open the Herrscher of the Void's tightly clenched fist, and forcefully placed the Herrscher of the Void's core in her palm.

However, Sirin's eyes were brimming with tears, and she didn't dare to fuse with the Herrscher of the Void core in her palm. She pursed her lips.

"Human, what exactly do you want to do to me?!"

"Don't worry, I'm not going to eat you." Mebius smiled, patted the Herrscher of the Void's head, and gently comforted her: "If you're not happy with regaining your identity as the Queen of the Void, I'll help you dig out the Herrscher core."

"A Herrscher core, is it just dug out like that?!" Sirin's beautiful eyes widened. "That must hurt a lot!"

She didn't want Mébius to open her heart to her at all, and she didn't want to become the Herrscher of the Void in front of Mébius.