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

Otherwise, things wouldn't be such a coincidence.

"...Sister Alicia, why are you talking so mysteriously?" Padofilis pulled out a tissue from the table and wiped her mouth. She felt that Alicia was hiding some truth, a truth that could answer her questions.

"Little Padre, are you sure you want to know?" Alicia asked with a smile. "Even if your boss is unhappy, you still want to know?"

"..." Blinking, Padophilia was somewhat convinced that Möbius was angry, stripped her naked and threw her onto the experimental table to perform the so-called super-transformation surgery, which ended up exploding like the chunks of meat in the petri dish she had seen.

"I still don't know. This is fine too." She decided to play it safe; being alive was good enough.

Why would you do something so reckless?

"Little Paddo, what's your impression of Mebius?" Alicia asked Paddofilis. If she had to say who she was most curious about right now, it would undoubtedly be Mebius.

Therefore, she wanted to learn about a different side of Möbius from Padofilis and piece together a more three-dimensional image of him.

“…My impression of the boss.” Padophilia recalled the image of Möbius, “He seemed to be some kind of important figure, involved in a lot of dark things, and if you knew too much about him, you would die.”

“Hmm, Mebius does fit the stereotype of a villain.” Alicia tapped her cherry lips with her index finger, recalling the scene not long ago when Mebius threatened her to sign a marriage consent form.

“Right? It’s absolutely terrifying.” Padolith nodded frantically in agreement; she now felt a deep fear of Mebius.

Despite her confidence in her physical strength and combat ability, she was able to defeat Mebius, a researcher who was completely powerless.

However, they dared not move under Mebius's imposing presence.

“It seems to be all negative impressions.” Alicia nodded knowingly. She already had a general understanding of the image of Möbius in Padophilia’s mind, but just as she was about to change the subject…

"It's not entirely a bad impression," Padofilis scratched her cheek. "I feel like the boss... is actually a good person."

She looked on with a nostalgic expression.

"When I was kidnapped by the gang to threaten my boss, even though we had no connection, my boss was able to accept the gang's threats for my sake, even though afterwards they said they wanted to use me as a guinea pig."

"But in the end, they gave me a good job, let me move into a big house, and let me meet a kind person like you, Sister Ellie."

"So, I think the boss is actually... not good at showing gentleness."

"She looks a bit like Sister Aili."

The atmosphere fell silent, and the clock in the living room ticked away rhythmically.

after a while.

"Little Paddo has such a good attitude," Alicia said with a gentle smile. "She can see the good in everyone."

At this point, she rested her chin on her hands, fingers interlaced.

"However, I'm curious... does Little Pado really think I resemble Möbius?"

“They are all very capable and intelligent people,” Padofilis answered subconsciously, then frowned and said, “However, there are still many differences.”

"For example?" Alicia asked.

“For example, Ellie… may have a very pleasant voice, but the boss’s voice is terrifying.” Padofilis crossed his arms, rubbed them together, and swallowed hard as he answered, “If you don’t refuse, you really will end up on the lab table.”

“Möbius is indeed quite aggressive.” Alicia touched her cheek; she had been kissed by Möbius earlier that day.

If many of her actions remain just words and she doesn't actually do them...

Then Mebius really will...do it.

……

……

A few days later.

World Serpent.

A dozen or so black cars slowly drove into the underground parking garage, and a group of bodyguards in black escorted an elderly man out.

A gunfight suddenly broke out.

Suddenly, a group of fully armed mercenaries emerged and began firing wildly at the elderly man who was being helped.

In the blink of an eye, it was riddled with holes.

Subsequently, the two opposing forces engaged in a fierce firefight in the underground parking garage, resulting in numerous deaths.

at the same time.

Under the World Snake.

"Hmph, you unfilial son." The old man leaned on his cane, stood in the middle of the passageway, snorted coldly, and then calmly continued walking forward.

Did that naive child really think he could hide the fact that he had secretly contacted mercenaries to assassinate him from his father?

To ensure his own safety, he had long ago planted spies around his children.

Therefore, they are very clear about all the arrangements for their children.

But no rush... Let's deal with the child's situation first. Once his body modification is successful, there will be plenty of time to deal with it slowly.

If they fail, the inheritance will go to that rebellious son.

After passing through the passageway, the old man arrived at an alloy door. After glancing slightly at the monitor, he closed the door tightly and then slowly opened it.

Inside the door was Möbius, wearing a mask and gloves, with a whole host of medical equipment already prepared.

The surgery can begin.

"The progress is faster than I expected." The old man walked in slowly. "I thought you would drag it out for a year or two."

His laughter was cheerful.

"As expected, your technology was already complete and didn't require much research. That was just your excuse to reject me."

“Perhaps you gave too much,” Möbius replied calmly, completely unconcerned about the old man’s smugness.

Anyway, they're just guinea pigs on the operating table.

"I will give you more after you succeed." The old man smiled happily, walked slowly to the test subject, and lay down on the cold test table.

This was not the first time he had performed an immortality surgery. Before his experiment, he had already arranged for more than a dozen people of similar age to him, who suffered from various diseases, to undergo the surgery. Without exception, all of them were cured.

Although the cost of the surgery was a headache, it allowed him to undergo the procedure with peace of mind.

It is undoubtedly a very worthwhile thing.

"Close your eyes and take a nap." Mebius's voice was cold. The old man lying on the experimental table felt a needle prick his wrist, and a strong sense of drowsiness followed.

While in a deep sleep, a surgery ahead of its time begins—not, in the sense of a super-transformation surgery.

This old man probably didn't have the qualifications; it was just a case of using bacteria and Honkai Beasts to modify the human body.

That's right, she also possesses bacterial Honkai Beasts. During her time with the vampire Theresa, she had already become very familiar with bacterial Honkai Beasts.

Therefore, back in that world, she had already modified some of the bacterial Honkai Beasts, turning them into probiotics that coexisted with her.

Of course, the performance of such a bacterial Honkai Beast is undoubtedly greatly reduced, but it is also much safer.

There's no need to worry about turning people into irrational suicide bombers.

The modification to this old man involved using bacterial Honkai Beasts to transform him into a non-human being.

after a while.

"..." Mebius smiled and spoke to the test subject, the white mouse... no, the young man.

"The surgery was a success. You're not human anymore," she told me calmly. "How does it feel to regain your youth?"

After she finished, she injected the old man with a stimulant, which is addictive.

However, it can help people wake up quickly.

"Whether I'm human or not doesn't matter." The old man's lips curled up, he opened his eyes, and stretched his youthful body. "I feel more energetic than ever before. Even if I found a hundred young models... it wouldn't matter..."

At this point, he felt something was wrong and reached down to touch between his legs, only to find it empty.

It's gone. There's nothing left.

"Where's mine?" He stared at Mebius, slightly bewildered, at that big lump down there, the thing used to spread genes.

“I don’t know, I was only responsible for the first half of the surgery,” Möbius explained. “I went out to eat during the second half, and the rest was handled remotely by other relevant personnel.”

At this point, she clenched her fist and clapped her hands.

"Perhaps Walter thought you were a new human and that gender didn't matter, so he... reasonably eliminated you."

This is a lie. She did leave the lab midway through the procedure, and she did indeed let Walter perform the second half of the surgery.

However, it wasn't that she planned to have lunch; she was simply too lazy to perform surgery on the old man. After completing the most crucial task, she handed over the rest of the surgery to Walter.

Tell Walter to make sure his surgery is clean.

"Who told him to do that!" the old man... no, the young man, roared angrily. "Who wants to be this kind of new human being!"

He slammed his fist on the lab table in anger.

"Put it back on right now."

“That will cost extra,” Mebius said, while the young man merely glared at her coldly.

"Money is not a problem."

“Alright.” Nodding, Mebius used the young man lying on the experimental table to make a phone call to Walter to have him perform the surgery again.

Then, some regrettable news came out.