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

“Doctor, no one can deny your contributions,” Fu Hua explained seriously. “However, there is no need to continue creating Herrschers to force humanity to unite.”

"That depends on the situation." With a light laugh, Möbius neither agreed nor refused.

However, Alicia, who was standing nearby, smiled and said, "Don't worry, Mebius, he won't rely on external oppression to unite humanity."

She met Mebius's eyes.

"Redefining humanity, building a new social order, and leading humanity in a hopeful direction—that's what Möbius would do."

“Alice, you really are… well, the second person who understands me best.” Mebius was very touched, but Alicia blinked her beautiful eyes.

"Who is the one who understands Möbius?" she asked curiously, though the answer was already in her mind.

"He's a green-haired, arrogant, very intelligent, very beautiful person who wields immense power," Möbius described, describing the man who knew him best.

“Isn’t that just you?” Sirin couldn’t help but retort. These descriptions were exactly the same as Möbius’s.

Mebius smiled and naturally changed the subject, "Getting back to the point, I need Sirin to turn back into the Herrscher of the Void and follow the internet to find the Cocoon of the End, which is the culprit that caused the Honkai."

"Will Sirin be in danger?" Alicia asked, not wanting Sirin, the girl whose identity was close to hers, to be in danger.

“It’s uncertain right now,” Möbius replied. “Even I can’t fully control the variables that will trigger the final cocoon of collapse.”

“This is troublesome.” Alicia pondered for a moment, then smiled faintly at Möbius. “Then let me handle it…”

“No.” Mebius refused, even though Alicia hadn’t finished speaking, she already knew what Alicia was going to say.

"What if you get into trouble, Alicia, when we find the Cocoon of the End through the internet?"

Xilin: “…”

Although I know that people have varying degrees of closeness and distance, I still felt a little heartbroken after hearing what Möbius said.

"Then let's wait for the next Herrscher to appear?" Alicia suggested, and Sirin, who was standing next to her, nodded vigorously in agreement.

Although the Third Herrscher was her kind, compared to her own adventures with Alicia...

It's naturally better to let the Third Herrscher take the risk.

Wait, why can Alicia also find the Cocoon of the End by following the connection?

"Then let's do it this way. Prompt the Third Herrscher to descend as soon as possible, seize control of her body, and then eliminate the Cocoon of the End." Möbius nodded slightly and made the decision with a smile.

To be more precise, it should be announcing a decision.

She had originally planned to wait for the Third Herrscher to arrive and then follow the Third Herrscher's network to find the location of the Cocoon of the End.

As for restoring Sirin to her identity as the Queen of the Sky, and then searching for the Cocoon of the End via the internet.

This can only be described as... an alternative plan.

……

……

After meal.

Möbius chatted with the others for a while, then left the villa without staying overnight, heading to the church in Aponia.

Night fell as if under a curtain, and the children in the church went to sleep early, making the entire church unusually quiet.

Pushing open the door, Möbius entered the church, where moonlight streamed through the skylight onto the statue of God.

Before the statue, a devout nun prayed fervently, her demeanor both holy and compassionate.

“Sister, I want to confess.” She approached the kneeling, devout nun, her voice filled with remorse. “I was led astray by original sin and wanted to do bad things.”

Upon hearing this, the nun stopped praying, opened her beautiful eyes, tilted her head slightly, looked at Mebius's stunningly beautiful face, and sighed softly.

“Dr. Mebius, you shouldn’t let such emotions affect you. There are many more meaningful things in this world that you need to do.”

'It shouldn't be wasted on a nun.'

"..." Mebius nodded slightly, then knelt down next to the nun, clasped his hands together, and began to pray.

"God, please bless me. Of course, it doesn't matter if you don't bless me, I will protect myself." She had no respect for God, and her prayer posture was completely incorrect.

She was less praying and more playing around.

The nun didn't seem to care much about this. Although she was a nun, it was hard to say how much faith she had in God.

Not to mention, Mebius, who was praying beside her, was not much different from a god; both were beings capable of saving the world.

If one had to point out a difference, it would be that divine salvation occurs only in stories.

Mebius's relief is a reality.

“God has answered me,” Möbius suddenly said, raising his hand to his chest amidst the nun’s puzzled gaze.

“He said that it is normal for people to have desires, so He intended to have Sister Aponia, one of His disciples, satisfy… no, to atone for my original sin.”

Aponya: "..."

She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but found herself speechless—no, it was that she wanted to say too much.

This makes it difficult to know where to begin.

“My dear Aponia, I’m so tired after a long day of work.” Mebius blinked her beautiful eyes, her expression becoming somewhat pitiful. “I’m so worried about the collapse of the war and coordinating the conflicts and interests of countries around the world that I can hardly sleep.”

She clung to Aponia's arm.

"The kind nun won't stand idly by, will she?"

“Your excuses are getting more and more numerous.” Aponia sighed wearily; she was becoming increasingly helpless with Möbius.

Perhaps it's because I've gradually gotten used to it.

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He Mei made a small person

The next day.

early morning.

The warm sunlight streamed through the window and fell onto the bed, and the faint sounds of children playing could be heard.

Aponia frowned slightly, opened her beautiful eyes, and saw Mebius's stunningly beautiful face. She was sleeping very peacefully, and her slender hand, hidden under the covers, held her full breasts. Her long legs were wrapped around her waist, like a beautiful snake coiling around her body.

Gently pushing away Möbius, who was clinging to her, she tiptoed off the bed and looked at the messy bedding, nun's clothes, dress, and underwear scattered around.

I couldn't help but recall everything that happened last night.

Well, it feels like Mebius's... technique has improved by leaps and bounds, making her feel a little dizzy.

This is based on her exceptional ability to endure; otherwise, she would never have woken up naturally.

Instead, I want to stay in bed...until noon.

"Can't you just put your talent to something more meaningful?" She sighed softly, picking up her nun's habit and dress from the bed, as well as her underwear scattered around.

Then, she turned and walked towards the bathroom.

It was probably because Möbius loved to pray at the church that he left several sets of clothes there, so he could change at any time.

So now she's gotten into the habit of taking Möbius's clothes to wash as well, since she can't let Möbius leave wearing clothes soaked in sweat.

And not long after she left.

Mebius, lying on the bed, slightly opened her beautiful eyes, and could vaguely hear the sound of water coming from the bathroom.

Aponia was probably dealing with the sweat left on her body from last night.

This was the perfect time to strike, but she didn't choose to do so. She turned around, closed her eyes, and continued to sleep.

Shortly after.

Aponia finished her shower, pushed open the bathroom door, and walked out amidst the steam.

She was wrapped in a towel that barely covered her chest and thighs, and water droplets dripped from her hair onto the floor.

As she walked, a trail of damp footprints was left on the clean ground.

And just then.

“Sister, I… want to confess.” Mebius’s languid voice made Aponia, who was preparing to fix her hair and change into her nun’s habit, tense up.

"Please stop confessing, it's still morning," she said to Möbius, who was lying languidly in bed, sounding distressed.

As she said, it was still early morning, and there were a lot of things to do, so there wasn't much time to spend on Mebius.

Regardless, she is also the manager of this church.

“Isn’t it a good thing to have a repentant heart?” Mebius’s voice was tinged with grievance, but Aponia gave her a coquettish glare.

“You are the one who repents, but I am the one who suffers.” She did not want to accept Möbius’s confession to her at all.

At least, it can't be called frequent confession.

"Can laziness cause you suffering?" With some doubt, Mebius blinked her beautiful eyes. "I just want to stay in bed and don't want to get up."

At this point, she revealed a cunning and wicked expression.

"Nun, what's on your mind?"