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

No, that's not right.

"When faced with the will to survive, humans often overlook many things," Möbius chuckled. "Given so many suspicious points, are they forced to believe, or have they simply lost their minds?"

In fact, she intentionally leaked the document about "immortality," including when the old man came to her seeking immortality.

This was also part of her plan.

In the end, the plan was very successful. After learning that she could grant immortality, people couldn't wait to jump out and try to survive.

His strong will to survive made him ignore many suspicious places.

And at the same time.

The door was pushed open with a "bang," and Alicia rushed in, looking at Mebius, who was sitting leisurely in a soft chair, sipping tea, and said:

“Mebius, during yesterday’s live broadcast, I accidentally posted your research materials online as well.”

"What research data?" Möbius frowned, looking puzzled, just as Alicia took out her phone and sat down next to Möbius.

"It's supposedly research data on immortality." She handed the phone to Mebius.

“This is a bit troublesome.” Möbius raised his hand to his forehead. “This document is just a concept; it hasn’t been tested yet.”

She glanced at Alicia and spoke.

"What should we do? You have to take responsibility for leaking such important secrets, Alicia."

"But didn't you call me in to do the live stream?" Alicia's eyes were filled with suspicion as she stared at the unfazed Mebius and asked, "Mebius, you seem rather suspicious."

She pinched her fair chin.

"Is it because you're short of money and want to use this method to attract sponsorship for your research?"

“You can’t just make things up without evidence.” Mebius glared at Alicia’s pretty face with displeasure. “Even if I bear some responsibility, doesn’t the person who broadcast the live stream bear no responsibility?”

"Hmm, that makes some sense." Alicia nodded and asked Mebius with a smile, "So, how would you like me to compensate you?"

“Sign this, and we won’t hold you accountable for the losses you caused.” Möbius said seriously, using his Herrscher of Reason ability to materialize a detailed marriage consent form and place it on the table.

Alicia glanced at it subconsciously, a look of surprise appearing on her beautiful face, which then turned into a sad expression.

“Mébius, marriage should not be done through such coercion; it will hurt the other person deeply.”

At this point, she wiped away non-existent tears.

"Forced relationships are never sweet, that's the principle..."

"That's not important, let's get you first." Möbius smiled faintly, his emerald eyes fixed on Alicia, just as the other woman's gaze began to falter.

"We can cultivate feelings gradually."

"Really?" Alicia suddenly smiled mischievously, raised her hand to brush a strand of hair behind her ear, then gently patted her slightly flushed cheeks, and looked toward the door, giving a lively greeting.

"Klein, you've arrived just in time."

"What happened?" Klein's eyes showed confusion, not quite understanding why Alicia was so welcoming to him.

“Nothing’s wrong,” Mebius interrupted. “Is something the matter, Klein?”

“Miss Alicia summoned me,” Klein explained, “to discuss the leak of research data.”

"I see." Mebius nodded slightly, glanced at Alicia beside him, and then smiled slyly and waved his phone.

The other party seemed to have anticipated this and invited Klein over.

This little devil... is really troublesome.

Chapter 63

Boss, have mercy!

"Mébius, are you really planning to help him achieve immortality?" Alicia looked down at her reflection in the teacup. If she was considered inhuman, then some people were monsters possessing all the elements of humanity.

Under the guidance of different periods and environments, the personality traits exhibited by humans can undergo almost unrecognizable changes.

She actually knows more about this than most humans do.

“In the world of the immortals, there will be the constraints of the immortals,” Möbius replied. “We cannot reject technological progress out of fear; that would be throwing the baby out with the bathwater.”

“…Hmm,” Alicia looked at Mebius’s helpless yet resigned expression, which perfectly illustrated his predicament.

However, her keen intuition told her that something was wrong, yet what Möbius said seemed quite reasonable.

After a moment of contemplation.

“Möbius, you don’t really want to rule the world, do you?” she suddenly asked.

Then, Mebius rolled his eyes at her, seemingly mocking her for being illiterate, and shook his head slightly. "Ruling the world is no easy thing. It usually only happens when there is a large-scale war or political instability in the world."

She asserted this.

"Neither the economy nor class contradictions have reached a point where it is time to usurp power."

"Is that so?" Alicia placed her hands on the table, leaned forward, and looked at Mebius with a suspicious gaze. Their cheeks were close, and they could feel each other's breath. "I feel like Mebius is probably a little stronger."

"My dear Alicia, you think too highly of me." Mebius smiled helplessly, then boldly leaned forward a little, his red lips lightly touching Alicia's cheek. Alicia seemed to be electrocuted and quickly withdrew, raising her hand to touch her cheek.

“Oh dear, that’s against the rules.” She glanced at Klein beside her. “Kissing girls randomly can easily lead to misunderstandings.”

"Really?" Möbius wiped his lips with his finger and asked Klein beside him, "This wasn't a random kiss; it was clearly an accident. What do you think, Klein?"

(It was intentional.) Klein thought to herself, but didn't dare say it aloud. She nodded in agreement and replied, "That's right, Doctor, it was an accidental kiss."

"Klein, this won't do." Alicia's beautiful face flushed red as she tried her best to remain calm, earnestly warning Klein, "If you don't actively fight for it, even things that belong to you will slip away."

“But the Doctor doesn’t belong to me.” Klein replied calmly. It wasn’t that she didn’t understand Alicia’s words; in fact, many people felt that she and Mebius had a special relationship.

However, in her opinion, she and the doctor were not yet at that point.

At least, the doctor didn't bring it up herself.

"..." Alicia's cherry lips parted slightly as she stared at Klein in surprise, who returned her gaze with a questioning look, as if asking if there were any other questions.

The atmosphere suddenly froze.

"If there's nothing else, I'm going to go do my research with Klein." Möbius stood up, stretched, winked at Klein beside him, and then turned and left the office.

Clayer did not refuse and followed him out, clutching the documents in his arms.

"..." Alicia blinked, picked up her teacup, took a sip, and pondered silently for a while.

Doesn't Klein mind this kind of thing?

……

……

Three days later.

In the laboratory.

Gray Snake led the reluctant-looking girl in and came to Möbius's side, who was conducting an experiment.

Then they waited quietly.

"..." Mebius, wearing a mask and a veil, stood in front of a petri dish. Inside, a blurry mass of flesh twisted and struggled, accompanied by splashes of red liquid, constantly twitching and changing shape. Some structures resembling tentacles and organs began to appear.

However, the computer next to him was flashing rows of dense, incomprehensible data, and an eerie and dangerous atmosphere was spreading and increasing.

Padofilis, who had been standing silently by, felt the hairs on her body stand on end and almost screamed.

However, driven by fear, she tightly covered her mouth. This woman with green hair was as beautiful as a movie star.

He is a legendary super mad scientist who developed super war weapons and is a crazy being who attempts to rule the world.

She wouldn't have believed this before; scientists wanting to rule the world? Isn't that obviously nonsense?

However, could someone tell her that inside the incubation chamber, that constantly writhing, bizarre lump of flesh, holy crap, had even mutated and developed trembling eyes?!

Now there's no way to not believe it.

And just then.

"Bang!" The moving chunk of flesh exploded, and the blurry flesh stuck to the tempered glass of the incubation chamber. A vague eyeball was also seen slowly falling off the glass.

The experiment is over.

"You're Pathophilis?" Mebius turned around, looking at the terrified Pathophilis, and gently reassured her as he removed his mask and gloves, "Don't be nervous, I don't mean you any harm."

(Not too much malice, but there is malice involved!) Padofilis felt even more nervous, forcing a smile that looked like she was about to cry out of fear on her pretty face, "Boss, hello...

“To be honest, it’s not very good.” Möbius shook his head. “My experiments have stalled, and I need some test subjects to stimulate my inspiration. Little Paddo… who do you think I should choose?”

"Yes, who should we choose?" Padofilis's eyes darted around. Wasn't this clearly a way of saying they wanted to choose her as the test subject?

If I hadn't run, I would have been dead.

"Don't move. Let me see your character, little Paddo. If you're not good, consider you a consumable." Mebius came up to Paddofilis and pinched her frightened little face.

“Boss, I’m very capable, I can do anything,” Padofilis stammered.

Mebius, however, did not seem to care about the other's explanation, and simply gave the order, "Raise your hands."

"Yes." Padofilis obediently raised her hands, allowing Mebius to examine her body.