Prison-type succubus from the beginning of collapse

"Reducing power consumption and increasing output power will take a long time to achieve."

"With this much time, I could have made dozens of new God's Keys for you."

To be honest, [experts] also want to fulfill the other party's expectations.

After all, this is the first divine key he made, and it has extraordinary commemorative significance.

However, the tight time schedule, limited experience and heavy workload left the [experts] with little choice.

Now, since quality is not working, she has decided to win by quantity.

If one weapon is not enough, why not just bring a few more divine keys?

Seeing this, Ming Yue did not make things difficult for his wife.

He also knew the various difficulties in making the Key of God, otherwise he would not have asked the [Expert] to start from imitation.

He was actually very satisfied that the other party was able to complete the weapon in less than a week.

In addition, regarding battery life, Mingyue has its own solution:

"Too."

"As long as you create a template, I can replicate it infinitely."

"One divine key might not be enough, but dozens or even hundreds will definitely be enough."

After hearing his blatant declaration of plagiarism, the [Expert] rolled his eyes at his lover.

If possible, she would also like to possess the other person's unreasonable extraordinary ability.

But I can only think about it.

However, she was doing all this for the other party anyway, so even if the results were taken away by Ming Yue, the [Expert] would be happy to see it happen.

In other words, she was already very happy to be able to help.

After a long discussion, the Key of God finally got its own name:

"How about calling it Fiery Gall?"

Holding the hilt of the knife, Ming Yue explained:

"As brave as a raging fire, only a weapon like this can completely incinerate the collapse."

Without any refusal, the [Expert] immediately carved the word "Liedan" into the empty space below the handle.

In fact, even if the other party is not good at naming and comes up with names like "Curry Stick" or "Useless Stick", the [experts] will gladly accept them.

This is the fruit of her and her husband's pregnancy. It doesn't matter whether it sounds good or not, as long as Mingyue is happy.

After completing the last process, the two took the Key of God and left the testing site.

As soon as he returned to the ground, Ming Yue discovered that—

Inside the workshop, the [Bride] and the rest of the Velvets had been waiting for a long time.

Turning back, he looked at the [Expert] who looked a little unnatural, and immediately realized:

I was sold out by her.

Looking at the tightly closed doors and windows, Ming Yue stood at the exit of the basement and felt for a moment as if he had entered a wolf's den.

At the same time, seeing that the prey had appeared, there was no need for [Original] Wei Erwei to give any orders. All the Wei Erwei surrounded him, making it impossible for Ming Yue to move.

Throwing away the coat that was in the way, the [Bride] showed off her impressive figure while burying Ming Yue in her chest:

"Honey, why are you hiding from us?"

"Even if it's a mission, this won't work~"

After punishing him with facial cleanser, the [Bride] smiled slyly and blocked his mouth with her lips.

"[Bride], why did you sneak away again?!"

"Hurry up and lift up my dear. Come on, let's go into the house!"

Seeing that there was a bad guy among the Weiliwei, the other Weiliwei immediately carried Mingyue away and ran towards the lounge.

After being tied up, Ming Yue finally came to a huge bed that was large enough for ten people to play mahjong.

Accompanied by the rustling sound of undressing, his vision was completely occupied by Wei Wei and the others.

Unable to even open his mouth to ask for help, Ming Yue soon experienced—

What is snooker? It's one shot with multiple balls, which go into the hole one by one.

After a long time, after all the Wei Erwei were knocked down, Ming Yue walked out of the room.

After checking the time on his watch, he headed to the next location:

"There are problems with the fusion surgery, but the stigmata cannot be delayed any further."

108 Mobius: You are the useless vase

Afternoon, Möbius Institute.

"Little white mouse, did you make a mistake?"

"I am a human, not a god named Mobius who can grant all your wishes."

Holding the coffee cup in his right hand, Mebius looked very dissatisfied:

"This thing is different from super transformation surgery."

"Even if there is specific information, the stigmata after three generations are all made of new materials from the future."

“It took me a lot of effort just to get the basic composite materials right.”

"You came in with bare hands and want the experimental results now, why don't you just grab them?"

This was the first time Ming Yue saw Mobius in such a posture. He had never expected that—

The other party actually gave in one day.

After being together for a long time, he knew very well that he should not look at what Mebius said, but what she wanted to do.

Even though the other party's tone was unkind, Ming Yue knew:

She just had no results to show for herself, and was a little embarrassed for the moment.

If Mebius had research results at this time, the other party would definitely have started showing off instead of pretending to be indifferent.

After understanding this, Ming Yue said:

"Robbing is not as fast as finding you."

"It just so happens that I have nothing to do this afternoon, so I can help you with some chores."

"As for those composite materials, I'll see if I can synthesize them directly."

Standing in front of the window, Mobius finished his coffee and looked at Ming Yue with disdain:

"Compared to this, little guinea pig, can you let me study it first?"

"Compared to the ability to create something out of nothing, I'm more curious—"

"How come you are so shameless?"

"Why do you think that the great Dr. Mobius needs help from others?"

Knowing that the other party was hypocritical, Ming Yue ignored Mebius's reserve.

She was just pretending. If she really left, this stubborn doctor would definitely hide in a corner and secretly bear a grudge.

The consequence is that he will most likely not be able to sleep with the other person for the next half month.

Thinking of this, Ming Yue walked up to Mebius and took the empty cup from his hand:

"Yes, yes, Dr. Mebius naturally doesn't need help from others."

"With your intelligence and talent, there is no problem in this world that can stump you."

Hearing this, Mebius raised his eyebrows, realizing that something was wrong.

In her impression, this little man is not someone who would blindly obey.

Obviously, either the other party has something else to say, but I just don’t understand it yet.

Or, the other party has something hidden, just waiting for you to take the bait!

After much deliberation, Mebius decided to remain unchanged in the face of all changes.

She is not stupid and there is no way she would fall into the other party's trap.

Putting the coffee cup on the corner of the table, Ming Yue changed the subject when he saw Mebius's strange expression:

"However, given the relationship between us, there's no need to worry about these things."

"Helping you speed up the process is also helping myself."

"To be more precise, this isn't about helping, but about working on a project together."

Regardless of whether the reasons were sufficient or not, Ming Yue knew that as long as he gave Mebius a way out, the other party would cooperate obediently.

On the contrary, if she were to hold her ground against Mebius, her mouth would only become harder than titanium.

It can be said that this doctor appears cold on the outside but is warm on the inside, but many times he suffers for his own sake.

If he didn't give in to her a little, Mebius would definitely continue to be stubborn.

At the same time, seeing Ming Yue give a reason that he couldn't refuse, Mebius snorted:

"You know the truth."

"Come here, the experimental samples of the stigmata are stored in the basement."

After feeling that he had won a small victory over Mingyue, Mebius twisted his waist and took the other party to another room.

In fact, just as Ming Yue guessed, she only cared about attitude.

Although it was a bit embarrassing, Mobius felt:

As long as this little man coaxes her more, she basically can't say no.

The various tricks used by older women have always been so plain and simple.

"arrive."

After entering the airtight basement, Mebius swiped his card to turn on the light and pointed to the stigmata materials in the freezer:

"Although it may be inappropriate to say this, the current situation is—"

"I haven't even completed the fusion of the carrier for cultivating the third generation of stigmata."

As he spoke, Mobius walked towards the experimental table.

Even though her words were concise, she was the only one who knew the difficulty of this experiment.

Whether it is the use of a single material or the integration of multiple materials, it is complicated enough to make ordinary people lose their hair.

If this project was not very important to Mingyue, Mebius would even have thought of changing to a new track.

It's not that she didn't work hard, but the stigma system was too torturous.

A few seconds later, the two gathered around the table and started a new discussion:

"Comparing the design concepts of the first, second, and third generations, I will tentatively divide the stigmata into three major categories."

"The first generation was centered around connecting to imaginary space, transforming the user into a cutting-edge weapon capable of adapting to extreme Honkai environments."

"The second generation was due to the fact that the core concept of the first generation could not be achieved under current conditions, so they had to resort to the second best and better weapon."

Looking at the embryonic form of the Third Generation Sacred Mark, Ming Yue continued:

"As for the stigmata of the third generation and later, they are simplified versions created by future civilizations to resist collapse."

"Normally, not only are third-generation stigmata far inferior to second-generation stigmata, but the side effects are also alarmingly severe."

"In order to weaken the adaptability requirements, the Third Generation Stigmata consumed human vitality as a cost to popularize them within the Valkyrie Squad."

"You could say this is a last resort."

Hearing this, Mebius said disdainfully:

"Stop it."