"Tch." Tesla rested his chin on his hand, turned his head away, and made no attempt to hide his disgust.

However, this alone was not enough to change Otto's attitude.

"Thank you for your concern, Bishop. Everything is fine." Einstein replied casually. "But you're busy with many matters at the Schicksal headquarters. What brings you here?"

“With the Second Herrscher so rampant, how can I remain in the rear and do nothing?” Otto said righteously. “I just heard that Mr. Welt, the leader of Anti-Entropy, was seriously injured in the battle with the Second Herrscher. As an ally, it is only natural that I have to come and visit him to express my condolences... but I did not expect to have some unexpected ‘gains’.”

[Could the gain he's talking about be you?]

Could it be you again?

Mo Mo looked at Otto, who was blocking the doorway and talking animatedly, and wished he could punch him to make him move aside.

“This young lady doesn’t seem like an ordinary person. May I ask…” Otto glanced at Mo Mo and said with a smile, “What is her background?”

"None of your business? Since when has the Archbishop of Destiny become so curious about other people's privacy?" Tesla said rudely. "This is our Anti-Entropy's secret weapon. What do you want?"

Tesla's meaning was also very clear.

This is one of our people from Anti-Entropy, under Anti-Entropy's jurisdiction and protection. You, the younger brother, should step back a little.

“Dr. Tesla, you misunderstand. I just thought this young lady looked very similar to an old friend, which is why I asked this question.” Otto then turned to Mo Mo and said, “I heard that someone else intervened in the battle with the Second Herrscher. It seems that it was this young lady.”

"It's me..." Mo Mo could only manage to squeeze out these two words after a long pause.

Please show some respect for my mask, thank you. You're making me very embarrassed.

"It's a pity that an external force interfered and caused us to fail at the last minute. Fortunately, someone came to our rescue in time, otherwise we would have lost a valuable combatant." Otto suddenly turned around and looked behind him. "Heh, it seems that speaking of the devil brings him here."

Another person appeared behind Otto with hurried footsteps. Judging from the conspicuous white hair, it was Siegfried.

"Your Excellency, you've left way too quickly..." Siegfried sighed and complained, then saw Momo standing in front of Otto and recognized him. "Hmm? What are you doing here? Why aren't you resting properly after such a serious injury?"

"My injuries have almost healed, thanks to you for saving me in time," Mo Mo said sincerely.

Siegfried seemed easier to deal with than Otto, which relieved Mo Mo's pressure and eased his tense expression.

"What's the big deal? Helping others is my life motto," Siegfried laughed heartily. "Especially when it's a beautiful woman like you."

"..."

At this moment, all you need to do is smile.

However, Otto's smile looked rather stiff.

“Now that the bishop is here, let’s get down to business. We’ve made some new discoveries.” Seeing the atmosphere getting a little awkward, Einstein, the troubleshooter, finally stepped in. “It’s about the Second Herrscher.”

“It seems I’ve arrived just in time, but since it’s a confidential meeting…” Otto paused slightly, “Siegfried.”

"Yes, yes, you won't let me participate, huh? I know, I know." Siegfried waved his hand impatiently and muttered under his breath, "Tch, so secretive."

Otto's expression grew increasingly cold.

"Xiao Ming... Miss, you should also excuse yourself for a while, but please make sure you recover to your best condition as soon as possible, we don't have much time left." Einstein winked at Mo Mo.

"learn."

The rest of the time is up to these big shots. Mo Mo can't wait to slip away and go anywhere.

"In that case, how about coming with me? I happen to be going to the training room to kill some time anyway." Hearing Einstein's words, Siegfried pulled back the leg he had already stepped out with.

"Then I'll trouble Mr. Siegfried to lead the way." Squeezing through the gap Otto had made in the doorway, Mo Mo felt a great sense of relief.

"It's no big deal, come with me." He beckoned to Mo Mo, and Zieg took the lead and walked ahead to guide him.

Otto silently watched the figure following Siegfried gradually disappear, lost in thought.

Even the voices are exactly the same...

"Let's not waste any more time, Bishop, let's begin the meeting." Einstein's calm words pulled Otto back from his drifting thoughts.

"please."

......

Siegfried kept talking non-stop the whole way, and although Mo Mo only responded sporadically, it still helped to bring them closer together.

They didn't stop even after arriving at their destination.

"We've arrived. This is it."

"..."

Are these training rooms all for those lab technicians in white coats? No wonder they're all such muscular hunks.

It's likely that their daily training schedule consists of sweating and wrestling here.

"I heard you fought the Second Herrscher before. Looks like you're not bad either." Siegfried spoke first, revealing his intentions.

"How about it? Want to have a go?

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"How about it? Want to have a go?

In the training room where there was no one else, Siegfried generously extended a challenge to a battle.

"This place is quite spacious; it's perfect for a friendly sparring match."

"Are you really coming?" Mo Mo asked. "I'm very strong, you know?"

Although he hasn't transformed into a fighter many times since obtaining the card, Mo Mo doesn't think Siegfried will be his opponent.

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"Oh? Don't you Anti-Entropy people always like playing with mechs?" Siegfried glanced at Mo Mo's body, which was a far cry from being muscular, and said dismissively, "Do you usually exercise?"

"Don't believe me?" Mo Mo raised his hand. "I'm very strong."

Although no obvious muscles can be seen, we should not be misled by appearances.

This seemingly ordinary fist contains an astonishingly powerful force.

"So, you're pretty brave, huh?" Siegfried rolled up his sleeves. "Then let's have a match? When it comes to arm wrestling, I've never been afraid of anyone."

With a slight bend, a bulge of muscle, known as the biceps, appeared on his muscular arm, and Siegfried flashed a hearty smile.

"Who's afraid of who?" Mo Mo also pulled up his sleeves and readily accepted Siegfried's invitation.

"Snapped."

The two hands clasped together, the two arms, with their distinct thicknesses, creating a striking contrast.

"Considering you're still recovering from your serious injuries, I'll go easy on you." Siegfried seemed quite confident, completely disregarding Mo Mo.

"Enough talk, let's get started."

“Then I’ll start counting.” Siegfried began the countdown, “3…”

"2......"

"1......"

"0!"

"Boom!"

The moment Siegfried finished speaking, and the countdown ended, the outcome of the match was already decided.

"..." Siegfried looked at Mo Mo, who was smiling, and then looked down at the slender hand that was pressing down on his thick arm, and remained silent.

Something terrible just happened. Was it just my imagination? How could I have lost in the blink of an eye?

"Sorry, I got a little too excited." Mo Mo stuck out her tongue sheepishly. "Did I hurt you?"

How dare you look down on me? I'd be doing this belt a disservice if I didn't show you what I'm made of.

"Ahem, that was an accident. I was distracted for a moment." Siegfried coughed lightly to cover his embarrassment. "Let's do it again, let's do it again. This time I'm going to be serious."

"alright."

Both hands stood up again.

"3, 2, 1, 0!"

"Boom!"

Without any suspense, Siegfried was instantly defeated once again without even a moment's hesitation.

I stared in astonishment at my own hand, the weight pressing down on it so clearly.

"Again! This time I'm really going to give it my all!" Siegfried took a deep breath.

"Boom!"

"continue!"

"Boom!"

"Don't stop!"

"Boom!"

"rua!"

"Boom!"

“waggggggggggh!”

"Knock knock knock knock————"

When the rhythmic thuds stopped, Siegfried stared in disbelief at his right hand, which was now bright red from the impact, muttering to himself, "How...could this be..."

99 attempts, 99 instant defeats, not even a sliver of hope to fight back.

【Mo Zai, aren't you being too cruel? What if you make him question the meaning of life?】

"It can't be that bad, right? Maybe I should let him win next time?"

"Please!" Just as Mo Mo was considering whether to go easy on him, Siegfried suddenly sprang up and grabbed Mo Mo's hand.

"Huh?"

"Give me another chance, please!" Siegfried shouted, his eyes wide. "I'll definitely win this time!"

"Okay, sure..." Mo Mo was almost startled. "Don't get so excited, okay?"

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