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

This is undoubtedly a good thing, but... there's a problem: her current boss is very enthusiastic about her, his subordinate, and wants to sleep in the same bed with her, but she has no way to refuse.

However, if this continues, she may not be able to maintain a purely superior-subordinate relationship with Möbius.

It's possible that Mebius might really have to pay with his two lives.

The next day.

early morning.

The clear chirping of birds came from outside the window, and the faint sound of car horns could be heard as they passed by.

However, something is not right.

Sakura, who was fast asleep, frowned slightly, suddenly opened her eyes, and quickly reached out from under the covers to grasp the samurai sword on the bedside table.

Then, she calmed down.

"I can't believe I slept so soundly." Her wary gaze gradually relaxed as she looked around the familiar yet unfamiliar room.

After sleeping with Mebius last night, she did indeed maintain the vigilance expected of an assassin.

However, I fell asleep without realizing it.

"The boss left without me even noticing." She lifted the covers and got out of bed, then looked down and found that her pajamas were a little disheveled, and the fabric had slipped off her shoulders, revealing her fair and fragrant shoulders, which had a milky sheen in the morning sunlight, making one want to lick them.

However, she ignored these trivial matters and went to the closed door. There, she saw a note stuck to the door that read: "Vilvie and I went to Twilight Street ahead of time. Oh, and I secretly ordered you some takeout. Bring it to eat when you wake up."

At the end, I even drew a beautiful heart.

Sakura's lips curled up slightly, but then she realized something was wrong, pursed her thin lips, and suppressed the upturned corners of her mouth.

Then, she pushed open the door and walked out of the room. There was no one else in the villa at this time. When she walked out of the villa, she saw the breakfast delivered by the deliveryman. The timing was perfect, not too early and not too late.

Was it luck, or the result of Mebius's deliberate calculation?

However, it was very comforting no matter what, even though it was just a very ordinary detail.

This at least shows that Mebius wasn't that bad.

……

……

And at the same time.

On the highway leading to Twilight Street.

“More and more people are contacting you now.” While driving and listening to the radio, Velvi said to Möbius in the passenger seat, “I didn’t expect them to be so crazy.”

“They’ll stop once they’re sure they can’t find me,” Möbius chuckled, gazing at the receding scenery outside the car window.

During the time she was missing, the search for her became increasingly frantic, especially among high-ranking wealthy and officials who were nearing their end. The reward offered for her whereabouts increased daily.

However, this is not surprising.

In this world, she can wait, young people can wait, middle-aged people can wait, and even the poor don't care.

However, for the elderly who are at the top of society, control the most resources, and are already very old, they cannot afford to wait.

What if Mebius disappears for a year or two, and during that time they are unwell and suddenly... die?

So what should we do?

Therefore, with her disappearance, people became even more anxious to find her whereabouts.

“Not necessarily, people will only get crazier,” Velvi answered with such certainty, as if she knew exactly what was going to happen in the future.

"What do you plan to do next? Will you continue to hide?" she asked Möbius.

"If we want to fight against the Honkai, we have to rely on the resources of human society; it is very difficult to do it on our own."

“If I were to reappear, wouldn’t I just be imprisoned?” Möbius calmly stated the facts. “People want the convenience that technology brings, but they also fear the change that technology will bring.”

“So, imprisoning you is the best option.” Velvi chuckled. For humanity today, Möbius’s existence is far ahead of its time, which makes it impossible for people to predict what consequences Möbius will bring to humanity.

This unpredictable fear is also what motivated people to want to imprison Mebius.

If she chooses to follow in Möbius's footsteps and create a company to continuously advance human civilization...

They will probably end up like Mebius.

Humanity in this era is unable to accept her genius, and may also be unable to bear the consequences of her genius.

“I don’t want to be imprisoned,” Möbius replied. “I also don’t want to have conflicts with humans. I can only choose to hide for a while and wait for a turning point.”

With the power she currently wields, it is indeed possible for her to forcibly rule the world.

However, that would cause damage to human society, which is too much trouble and obviously not very beneficial.

Therefore, she chose a more measured plan, one that would not harm innocent people or overly disrupt their lives, and would use the gentlest means to achieve the collective evolution of humanity.

Violence can solve many problems.

However, it is not the optimal solution.

"A turning point? Is it the Honkai?" Velvi thought for a moment. "You want to announce the existence of the Honkai to all of humanity?"

“The Second Herrscher will appear soon,” Mebius replied. “The heroes should also appear soon.”

"A stage built in the name of saving the world." A slight smile played on Wilvi's lips, her eyes sparkling with anticipation. "There's probably no more suitable time to perform magic than this."

“You’re not the only one performing,” Möbius shook his head, raising his hand to touch his chest. “My experimental subjects are also included.”

"An experimental subject?" Velvi glanced at Mebius, at his towering chest, where the core of the Herrscher of Reason was hidden.

Does Mebius want the Herrschers to start a civil war?

"Keep it a secret for now." Möbius winked playfully, choosing not to reveal the true identity of his experimental subject to Vervie.

Instead of pressing for details, Vervière chose to chat with Mebius about some trivial topics.

For example, how to create species that can adapt to the Martian environment, and how to use the created species to modify the Martian environment, etc.

And, research specialized combat armor.

……

……

Twilight Street is an area that locals want to go out of, but outsiders don't want to come in.

At that moment, a car swaggered into the twilight street. The people inside were neither burly men nor terrorists.

There were only two beautiful women.

"Ouch!" A strong, tattooed man fell in the middle of the road, looked at the two beautiful women in the car, and shakily raised his hand, "You hit me, pay up!"

"You've gone too far! It's more than ten meters away!" Wilvi twitched her lips as she looked at the burly man lying on the ground about ten meters away.

Although she knew that Twilight Street was not a good place, she did not expect it to be so dark, almost like outright robbery.

Do you think they're too easy to bully?

“Let’s just run him over,” Mebius suggested. “Even if we have to pay compensation, we have to actually hit him, right?”

“That’s true.” Nodding slightly, Vervi gripped the steering wheel, her eyes fixed on the burly man lying in the middle of the road.

Then, the burly man pulled out a pistol, aimed it at her head with a ferocious expression, and effortlessly got up.

"You hit me and you actually tried to run away? Don't you know the law?" he said as he walked over.

"Hey, come out!" He pounded on the car window. "Don't even think about running away. My men are everywhere on Twilight Street!"

"..." Velvi paused for a moment, looking at the burly man with a serious expression, "Have you ever thought about this? We know that Twilight Street is so dangerous, so why did we swagger in like this?"

"Enough with the nonsense, just come out here already." The burly man's expression grew even colder as he brandished the gun in his hand.

The atmosphere fell silent.

“Never mind, I happen to need some lab rats for my research,” Möbius said, shaking his head at Vervie.

"Take him away, he delivered himself to us anyway."

“Okay.” Wilvi agreed readily, raised her hand and pressed the center of the steering wheel. Several metal tentacles emerged from the hood, directly binding the burly man, swinging him in mid-air, and whipping him a few times.

Then, to everyone's astonishment, the tentacles coiled around the burly man and lifted him high into the air.

The vehicle slowly moved deeper into the twilight street.

"Help! Help!" the burly man screamed in terror, pleading for help from his fellow human beings.

However, no one was willing to offer help.

Those two women were really too strange. People watched the car slowly drive away with cold and wary eyes.

Until that unlucky guy disappeared.

Chapter 82

Aponia

At the entrance of the sanatorium.

"Don't look like you're about to cry, okay?" Mebius looked at the burly man who was bound by metal tentacles and was shedding tears of fear, and shook his head helplessly. "Don't worry, after this injection, you will never feel afraid again."