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

“I understand.” Aponia did not refuse. Most of the people present had committed numerous crimes.

“Please, turn yourself in to the police station, repent for your crimes, and forget the memories of me and her that you saw today.” Her gaze fell on Mebius.

Afterwards, she and Mebius left the tavern as if nothing had happened, but the people inside seemed to have lost themselves. They all left the bar and went to the police station to turn themselves in, sincerely feeling deep remorse for the crimes they had committed.

At the police station.

"..." The chief took a deep drag on his cigarette, exhaled a long plume of smoke, and looked at the group of scumbags who had come to confess and submit to the law in front of the police station. He felt somewhat incredulous.

"Tell me, are you planning to coordinate an attack from the inside and take advantage of the situation to assault the police station?" he asked seriously.

Behind him, the police drew their pistols. These guys were the worst of the worst; who knows what they were up to?

We must be vigilant.

“You’ve misunderstood.” A man with multicolored hair and tattoos of demons all over his body said to the police chief with a serious expression, “We really are here to confess our crimes and accept punishment.”

"Then why did you come all the way from another city to confess?" The police chief was even more distrustful. "Why didn't you go to the Twilight Street Police Station?"

"The police on Twilight Street didn't arrest us?" the man answered bluntly. "They kicked us out when we went to confess."

Police Chief: "..."

Never mind, let's arrest them first. We'll have the higher-ups arrange for armed police later. I don't believe those scumbags on Twilight Street can cause any trouble.

There's no need to refuse sales opportunities that come knocking on your door.

However, to everyone's surprise... these vicious criminals actually cooperated obediently, without complaining about being executed, imprisoned, or sent to labor camps.

This bizarre situation is chilling; what force is brainwashing these criminals?

It can't be that they all suddenly had a brain fart... and wanted to turn over a new leaf, right?

……

……

Twilight Street.

nursing home.

“Discipline can influence people’s hearts and force them to act according to the user’s will,” Mebius explained to Aponia as he sat at the tea table. “This is undoubtedly the ability that can make you stand at the pinnacle of humanity.”

“It’s particularly suitable for ruling the world.” Velvi nodded, not particularly afraid of Aponia’s abilities, perhaps because she had thought of a way to counter Aponia’s rules.

Or perhaps she felt that Aponia wouldn't apply the commandments to her.

“I’m sorry, I don’t know how to use this ability either.” Aponia shook her head, looking into Mebius’s eyes with a desire for answers, wanting to know how to use this ability correctly.

Can this power that can influence people's minds make the world a better place? Is it right or wrong to interfere with people's minds?

She wanted to get the answer to this from Möbius.

“Thinking things through slowly will always lead to the answer,” Möbius chuckled. “However, before you arrive at the answer, don’t forcefully impose permanent rules on people.”

"Why?" Aponia asked softly, "Didn't you want to use my power to help..."

Before she could finish speaking, a finger pressed against her lips, and Mebius shook his head at her.

“Didn’t I tell you? That’s the worst approach,” she explained. “Even if you use rules to make people act according to their own will, it doesn’t necessarily make the world a better place.”

"The birth of Twilight Street is due to the uneven distribution of resources. Even if you use the power of the precepts to forcibly divide the world's resources and distribute them evenly to everyone, can you ensure that no problems will arise in this process? Could it trigger an even greater financial crisis?"

"Simply using the precepts to distort the world without a solution will not make the world a better place."

“…” Aponia pondered for a while and felt that what Mebius said made sense. She was just an ordinary nun and had no way of accurately predicting the effects of the commandments she had placed on her.

If she were to impose the commandment "Do no evil, be a good person" on someone on Twilight Street, it would only be a nightmare for that person, as good people cannot survive on Twilight Street.

“Humans are creatures that are easily influenced by their environment,” Möbius continued to explain. “Different environments will shape people into different forms, which is not a bad thing, because it allows people to survive better.”

“Therefore, if you want to change people and shape the world you want,” Velvi added, “the best way is not to forcibly control everyone, but to change the current environment.”

“That’s right,” Mebius said calmly. “It is undoubtedly a good thing to hope that the world will become a better place and that everyone will be happy. However, we must also consider the current environment people are in, as well as their own talents and abilities. Blindly imposing rules on people is not a good thing.”

“I understand.” Aponia roughly understood how to use her abilities to help the other party become better and move towards good, which was undoubtedly the right thing to do.

However, we must also consider the circumstances of the individuals involved and not forcefully change their way of life through precepts.

It may not lead to a better life.

Rather, it is the coldness and ruthlessness of reality.

“By the way, this doesn’t mean you shouldn’t use the precepts.” Mebius earnestly warned Aponia, “If someone has ill intentions towards you, or is so audacious as to take advantage of you, don’t hesitate to use the precepts.”

"..." Aponia didn't speak, but glanced at the smiling Mebius, the one who was so audacious.

However, now that she has the ability to enforce discipline, she no longer needs to worry about Mebius taking advantage of her.

……

……

Rabbits run and crows fly.

Night fell over the twilight street.

It was time to enter a dream.

“Please, stop.” Aponia bit her lower lip, looking at Mebius sitting on the edge of the bed, reaching out to touch her cheek, and used the power of the Commandments without hesitation to prevent him from going any further.

but.

"Hey, don't stop, are you being so proactive?" Mebius looked surprised, while Aponia was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, and then shook her head vigorously.

“No, please stop.” She used the power of the commandment again, but Mebius tilted his head.

"I can't wait any longer, let me hurry up?" She blinked in surprise, then cooperated by pushing Aponia down.

Aponia also realized one thing: her discipline abilities were ineffective against Mebius.

I should have known better than to agree to sleep in the same room with Möbius tonight.

Chapter 91

Herrscher of the Void

A white light hung from the ceiling. His hands and feet were tightly locked with a special alloy, making him unable to move and only able to stare at the ceiling. Under the blinding light, he was unable to fall asleep despite being very sleepy.

But it doesn't matter anymore.

The purple-haired girl thought silently, her pupils devoid of any luster, like a doll, the only difference being that her heart was beating.

After undergoing various experiments, his only thought was to die quickly and find relief.

Otherwise, I might not be able to resist... killing everyone.

but.

"So, have you found anything unusual about her?"

Beside the operating table, a group of researchers wearing masks stared indifferently at the experimental subjects on the table.

"I don't know the principle behind it," someone said. "But it seems that as long as her negative emotions are stimulated, the Honkai energy will increase."

"Can emotions and breakdowns be related?" A female researcher wearing glasses, stroking her chin and looking at the experimental subject on the hospital bed, offered her suggestion, "Should we give her stronger stimulation? That might allow us to obtain more detailed data."

"This will cause us to lose an important test subject." Someone shook their head helplessly. Currently, this test subject is not only obedient, but also the only unique sample, and the Honkai energy contained in its body is higher than that of the Honkai Beasts.

However, the power it displayed was not very strong.

“As long as it doesn’t cause her physical harm,” the bespectacled female researcher said, her eyes reflecting a cold glint, “there are ways to put psychological pressure on her.”

"...How do we do it?" The person in charge of the research looked at the female researcher. She was no ordinary person; she was said to be a junior from the same school as Möbius and had once received praise from him.

He once competed with Mebius for the title of the oldest player.

Although this doesn't seem to suggest that the other party's research capabilities are comparable to those of a monster like Mebius.

But to receive praise from a monster is... not bad.

“She seems to have a close friend.” The female researcher pushed up her glasses, observed the girl on the lab table, and noticed that the girl’s body trembled slightly, clearly affected by her so-called friend. So she spoke with even more confidence, “Anyway, it’s going to break down soon, let’s stimulate her mind.”

After saying that, he took out his phone, made a call, contacted the guards waiting outside, and brought in a blue-haired girl.

The girl's body was covered in bruises, and her neck and half of her face had marks from Honkai energy. Her dying appearance indicated that she wouldn't live much longer, and even if left unattended... she wouldn't live more than a few days.

“…Bill.” The purple-haired girl on the operating table finally reacted, her gaze falling on her companion. She clearly struggled, whether she wanted to escape or save him was unclear.

however.

"Bang!" A gunshot rang out, and blood splattered from the blue-haired girl's chest as she collapsed to the ground.

Blood stained the ground red.

died.

died.

died.

Why did it turn out like this? I just didn't want to hurt anyone, I just didn't want to kill anyone, why did it lead to my friend's death?

"Bang!" The sturdy restraint chains broke, and the purple-haired girl easily broke free of her restraints and stood on the ground again.