Prison-type succubus from the beginning of collapse

"I can't do it, that's why I can't do it."

While fixing her nails, she commented sharply:

"I have no idea what post-civilization will be like."

"But they were able to change the stigma system beyond recognition, which can only mean—"

"Those researchers simply don't understand the core concept of the stigmata, or rather, they haven't grasped the stigmata at all."

"They have a natural knack for disappointing people by messing up a project with so much potential so badly."

Mebius was extremely angry at the thought that his hard work would be ruined by post-civilized humans to the point where it could no longer be recognized.

In her opinion, even if the stigmata were to be simplified, it should be done in a reformed way, not in an evil way.

What's more, could it be that future humans will be so useless that they have no effective means to fight against the collapse except for the stigmata?

If this is true, it would be better to just wait for death.

"Without having personally experienced their situation, it's hard for me to comment on that."

"However, the Third Generation Stigmata has indeed broadened our horizons, hasn't it?"

Seeing that Mebius was a little irritable, Ming Yue quickly hugged her and continued to comfort her:

"Since the requirements for the adaptability of the first generation of stigmata are too high, we might as well take the initiative to downgrade this perfect work of art."

"Perhaps it will accelerate the consumption of Honkai energy, or it may significantly deplete the user's physical strength. In short—"

"A stigma that can be used is the most suitable weapon."

"If it can't be activated, then the stigmata are no different from the vases in the warehouse."

Glaring at his little man, Mebius snorted:

"You are the unwanted vase!"

"The stigmata I created with my own hands are definitely not such useless things!"

In response, Ming Yue simply hugged Mobius tightly and suggested:

"What are you waiting for?"

"Hurry up and do it!"

109 No matter how hard Mobius's words are, he is still soft

Dusk, Möbius Institute.

On the first basement floor, the Stigmata Laboratory.

"Strange, why do I feel that there is also a huge gap between the three generations of stigmata?"

Turning his head and looking at the holy mark engraved on the mirror, Mebius asked Ming Yue:

"Little white mouse, are you hiding something from me?"

"These sets of third-generation stigmata are completely on a different level!"

Placing his hands on Mebius's smooth back, Ming Yue finished carving the holy scar and explained slowly:

"The first and second generation stigmata have been incredibly powerful since their birth."

"Correspondingly, their requirements for users are naturally rising."

"The third generation of stigmata not only reduces functionality, but also reduces the level of stigmata."

Sliding his fingers across Mobius's back, Ming Yue continued:

"The two sets of stigmata I engraved on you earlier were for the lowest level swordsman and archer respectively."

"The former strengthens your melee ability, while the latter enhances your ranged combat attributes."

"And what is engraved on you now is a slightly flawed third-level stigmata—"

"The Knights Templar."

After he finished speaking, Mebius endured the itchy feeling on his back and turned his attention to experiencing the new stigmata set.

Compared to the previous extremely simple physical enhancement, she could sense:

The Templars also subtly improved other aspects, such as—

Some combat skills that I had never learned before have already emerged in my mind.

At this moment, with the help of the stigmata, she could perform certain weapon routines quite skillfully.

A moment later, after personally experiencing the enhancements brought by the Three Generations of Stigmata, Mebius felt somewhat unsatisfied:

"Little white mouse, you said that even the simplified and crudely made stigmata can have this effect."

"What would happen if it was the first generation of stigmata?"

"Could it be possible for humans to fight against Herrscher simply by relying on powerful stigmata?"

Hearing this, Ming Yue helped her wipe away the temporary stigmata while answering seriously:

"In theory, it's not impossible."

"As long as the factors recorded into the stigmata are strong enough, the user of the stigmata will naturally be able to exert corresponding strength."

"If there were a chance to insert the power of Herrscher of the End into the stigmata, how weak do you think these stigmata would be?"

After realizing the feasibility of this project, Mebius quickly put on his clothes.

She wasn't sure because she hadn't seen the entity before, but after experiencing the benefits of the stigmata herself, she was now very excited.

After all, even the simplest stigmata have such wonderful uses. If I could research the first generation of stigmata, wouldn't that help this little man even better?

Mebius knew very well in his heart:

Before Ming Yue came, he went to Wei Erwei's war workshop.

Although the woman was a little crazy, she had to admit—

The other party is indeed a genius.

From the picture that [Expert] Wei Erwei sent in the group, Mebius not only saw Ming Yue's figure, but also saw the brand new Key of God.

The pride of being a scholar made Mebius feel suffocated.

Even though she had personally completed the super-transformation surgery and achieved the feat of creating a fusion warrior, she still felt that this achievement was far from enough!

Weiwei can create the Key of God, and she can also achieve results that are no less than that of the other party in terms of stigmata!

Of course, these things are not what Mebius really cares about.

In fact, from the time she joined Dusk Town until now, she has always regarded herself as Mingyue's chief researcher.

But as time went on, Velvet from the War Workshop and Mei next door put a lot of pressure on Mebius.

She often had a premonition...

If I don't work hard, my position beside Ming Yue will be replaced by those two sooner or later!

As the oldest of the three, Mebius couldn't accept it:

I will lose to two up-and-coming players.

Especially since Mei was a student she taught personally!

The thought of retiring early made Mebius dare not slack off at all.

She wasn't greedy for the title of director, but——

How could she let others surpass her status in Ming Yue's eyes?

For the little man she recognized, Mebius had only one word:

宠！

As long as Mingyue wants something, she will try it.

But on the other hand, if the other party no longer values ​​her and doesn't need her to do anything, then there is no doubt——

In the battle for the position of chief researcher, Mebius had already lost miserably.

She doesn't want to be a useless vase placed in the other person's home!

"Leave me a few samples."

"Don't worry, I won't do anything rash."

After asking Mingyue to help fasten the buttons at the back of the hood, Mebius continued:

"As long as we have the finished product of the third generation of stigmata, the rest of the work will be much easier."

"Since you're in a hurry, I can only dismantle the finished product and observe the structure of the stigmata."

"By doing this, the efficiency of the experiment will be greatly improved."

"But don't be too happy too soon—even if I complete the replica, this method may not be suitable for you."

Seeing that Mebius was being stubborn again, Ming Yue quietly unbuttoned her clothes and directly grasped her weak spot:

"really?"

"I don't believe Mebius would make such a low-level mistake."

Allowing his own weakness to be kidnapped by the other party, Mebius's tone was a little numb, sounding very unnatural:

"Little white mouse, don't go too far!"

"This is a laboratory, not my home!"

"If something happens, can you afford to pay for it?"

While habitually being tough, Mebius' pretty face, with her back to Ming Yue, was already blushing a little.

At this moment, she had only one thought in her mind:

Why are this guy's hands so skilled? How many girlfriends has he massaged?!

It's so shameless!

However, Mebius's hypocrisy is not just talk.

When she was attacked by her own little man, she resisted fiercely on the surface, but secretly, she approached him calmly.

Even before Ming Yue could react, Mebius retreated into his arms with a look of disgust.

It is obvious that after years of cooperation, the two have become familiar with each other.

Feeling the opponent's weakness gradually hardening, Ming Yue was about to say something, but he found that Mobius had unknowingly caught him!

Realizing that the other party was unwilling to surrender and launch a counterattack, he tried to eliminate the traces, but was held back by Mebius and could not hide.

For a time, the two sides were in a stalemate.

However, judging from the situation on the field, Ming Yue undoubtedly has the upper hand.

Realizing that the situation was not favorable to him, Mebius gritted his teeth and chose to go further, hiding all the evidence of Ming Yue's crimes in his own private warehouse.

Unfortunately, faced with a two-front war, in the end, not only did she fail to resolve her own weakness, but she also allowed her exquisite private warehouse to be occupied by the other party.

It was not until dusk that the two men finally escaped from this war of attrition.

Looking at Mobius, who was limp in his arms, Ming Yue conducted the experiment with the attitude of a winner.

After a moment, he could confirm one thing——

No matter how tough Mebius was, her lips were still soft.

Facing his little action, Mebius snorted:

"Little White Mouse, I have an academic conference the day after tomorrow and I have to go to Mu Continent."

"You should know what you should do, right?"

110 Mobius's Thousand-Layered Routine

Thursday, Mu Continent, Atlan College.

As soon as they got off the plane, Ming Yue and Mebius found a restaurant near the airport to have lunch.