I am a hero of the former civilization.

Thank goodness, we finally got back before dawn.

Padofelis patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief. Tonight had been quite dangerous; if that masked man had made a move, she would most likely have died there.

'I'm never going to a sanatorium again; it was just as terrifying as the rumors said.'

She remembered the legend that anyone who caused trouble at the sanatorium never had a good ending, and that's when she learned that a terrifying madman lived there.

Pado tiptoed into the house and saw Big Orange lying on its back on the ground snoring. She resisted the urge to rub its belly and prepared to crawl into the quilt.

"You're finally back."

A voice suddenly came from behind. Padofelis shuddered and leaped onto the roof beam, hugging the pillar with both hands and looking down. She saw Ryan sitting on a box.

"Mr. Adam, don't scare me."

She jumped down, looking at Ryan somewhat guiltily: "Haha, we ate too much canned food tonight, so we went for a walk because we couldn't sleep."

Ryan didn't say anything, just stared at her expressionlessly. Padofelis immediately started stuttering and scratched her head.

"Taking a walk was only one reason; we mainly went to sell things, since we still have expenses at home."

Ryan remained silent, his expression and gaze unchanged. Paddo's forehead was immediately covered in sweat, and she hung her head dejectedly.

"Okay, okay, I'm going to get some stock."

See, I didn't ask you anything, and you just blurted it out yourself.

Seeing the girl's 'extraordinary' mental fortitude, Ryan smiled slightly: "What is 'stocking'?"

"It's about quietly taking some and then sending it to people who need it more."

"Got it, it's stealing."

"It's not stealing!" Pado exclaimed anxiously, scratching her head, unsure how to explain. After several seconds, she sighed and said, "Okay, it is stealing, but I'm a righteous thief. I target the rich and then distribute the loot to the poor."

She is indeed a righteous thief. With Pado's skills, if she wanted to do evil, she would have become a hot commodity for various gangs long ago, and would not be living in this remote corner.

Ryan admired her quite a bit. How should I put it? Apart from being too weak, she had a chivalrous spirit, robbing the rich to help the poor, which aligned with people's fantasies about justice.

So he didn't tell anyone about what happened tonight, trying his best to keep Padofelis innocent; otherwise, her frightened kitten-like appearance would inevitably make people feel sorry for her.

"So who did you rob? And who did you help out?"

"Oh dear, that opportunistic businessman. He raises grain prices several times over every time there's a famine. I've been fed up with him for a long time." Pado said seemingly casually, but actually with pride. She took off her coat to reveal her tube top, then suddenly realized that Ryan was a man, and quickly put it back on.

"Then I donated the stolen grain to the sanatorium."

"nursing home?"

"Well, we saw the Honkai disease patients being expelled during the day, and I was thinking that food prices are high this year, so the sanatorium must be struggling financially. I decided to give them a gift, and then I left. Doing good deeds anonymously is what you do."

Wow, you're quite the Good Samaritan!

Ryan's smile grew wider. He didn't need to create a persona, but the deeper he got to know her, the more he felt that Padofelis deserved the name of heroine.

"At least on this twilight street, it sounds grand."

"No way, we're so weak, we can't even beat a Honkai Beast. We can only do what we can. At least we won't have lived in vain."

"When poor, one should cultivate one's own virtue; when successful, one should benefit all under heaven. There are not many people who can do this. In a sense, we are the same kind of people."

Pado had never been to school and didn't quite understand the difficult sentences. After thinking for a moment, her eyes lit up, and she quickly took out a worn notebook to write them down.

"I should write this down; it seems to make a lot of sense."

Surprisingly, he's quite eager to learn.

Ryan sat down next to her and watched as she held the pen in her hand and wrote characters that looked like earthworms, which made him feel uncomfortable all over.

"When you have free time, I'll teach you to write."

“Okay, I learned all these words by overhearing them in elementary school.” Pado said with lingering fear as she wrote, “By the way, it was really dangerous when I went to the sanatorium today. I ran into a madman wearing a mask. He was even scarier than you.”

A mask? A madman?

Ryan immediately snapped out of his daze upon hearing those two keywords.

Qian Jie still came to this twilight street!

Chapter 225 Why is there another woman next to you???

At dawn, Ryan stood on the roof and could see through the holes between the tiles into the house. Padofelis was sleeping on the floor, sprawled out, with drool dripping from the corner of her mouth. Her sleeping posture had a wild beauty to it.

That's a terrible sleeping posture. Last night you were all wrapped up like a caterpillar, but once you fell asleep you were completely careless.

With her two slender legs spread apart, her right hand occasionally scratching her flat stomach, she murmured in her sleep, saying things like "canned yellow peaches are so delicious," sleeping like a log, not even a stone thrown on her head would wake her.

At first, Ryan even draped a blanket over her a few times, but later he gave up on this futile effort. After spending two days with Padofelis, he couldn't quite describe the strange feeling he had.

Somewhat timid, some kind, some enthusiastic, and some brave.

Anyway, it's very comfortable. She's just a simple girl, and you don't need to use too many brain cells to be with her.

"But fate is quite stubborn. Even though the Herrscher of Ice is hiding, Thousand Tribulations still came to this Twilight Street."

Ryan sighed helplessly. In the original timeline, Qianjie was injured after killing the Herrscher of Ice and was picked up by Aponia. Now, the Herrscher is still hiding in some corner, and he has arrived.

It doesn't matter, and Ryan isn't interested in Qianjie's past either, but this makes Twilight Street even more dangerous.

That man didn't seem like someone who could speak properly; his intuition was extremely sharp, and it was uncertain whether he could hide Vilvie's toys from him.

Ryan was in a dilemma. If Qian Jie discovered him, it would definitely lead to a bloody battle. Although he was much stronger than he was in the desert now and should be able to withstand Qian Jie, he hadn't come to Twilight Street to kill and make enemies.

“I will definitely have to use all my strength to deal with Qian Jie, which will expose me. There are still an unknown number of Herrschers waiting for me. Is there any way to make Qian Jie expose me first?”

If he were to engage in battle with the Flame Chaser or the Herrscher, and then jump out to provide support, he might be able to improve his favorability rating, but there's a problem with that.

“Aponia hasn’t had the fusion surgery yet, so it’s not certain she can withstand the aftermath of the battle. If she dies, my plans will have to be pushed back a lot.”

Among the Thirteen Heroes, there are two special attackers: one is Sakura, who is a physical attacker, and the other is Aponia, who is a mental attacker. In Ryan's plan, this nun is very important, so important that she is irreplaceable.

Ryan paced on the rooftop, unable to come up with a perfect solution, but thanks to Topado, the seeds of future conflict had already been sown.

The food contained tracking devices for those people, and the sanatorium would definitely come under the Firefly's radar, making them think they had some kind of deal with them. After all, no normal person would imagine that last night's commotion was just about getting Padofelis to deliver a few bags of rice; now there was something even more important—

Jingle Bell.

The phone rang, and Ryan answered it without even looking at the contact: "So, have you found any information on 'Twilight'?"

"Can you not be so realistic? Asking questions right away." Mebius sat in front of the computer, quietly rolling her eyes. She swung her pen, and the notebook on the table was full of information.

"So what do you want to do, just chat?"

Why can't we just chat casually! You bastard, every time we go out, all you do is ask me for this and that. Have you ever considered my feelings?

And they don't even pay me; they're always getting things for free!

Mebius roared inwardly, but of course she couldn't say it aloud. At times like this, she had to appear serious, or she would be ridiculed and lose face.

"Forget it, if Mei hadn't been dragged away to observe the imaginary space, I wouldn't have bothered to help."

"But you did help anyway."

"That comes with conditions. Remember, call that wooden stake and tell him to find a place to live. Why should he take over your room as soon as he arrives!" Mebius's voice became sharp.

"But you're staying at my place too, even though you have your own place to live..."

"Huh? You dare to go back on your word!"

“Okay, okay, I’ll call her when I’m free. This is a covert operation, so let’s not waste time. Even if there’s interference, the intelligence department can still locate the signal.” Ryan spoke faster, sounding very anxious.

Ha, I don't know when I'll be free. You guys are treating my room like an entertainment hall. Without Hua watching over it, it might turn into a garbage dump.

Haha, I knew you were in a hurry and wouldn't be able to bargain.

Thousands of miles apart, the two laughed, each mocking the other's foolishness and naivety.

Mebius stopped twirling his pen and coughed lightly: "I used the backdoor left by Mebius to hack into the central database. Listen carefully to the following anomalies."

Is the central database your public toilet? How can you come and go as you please?

While mentally complaining, Ryan wrote down every word. According to Mebius, the code name 'Twilight' did not exist in the Fire Moths, and it was speculated that it was a disguise within a disguise. However, she did find 'Project Twilight' in the database.

This plan was proposed about fifty years ago, aiming to study the long-term effects of Honkai energy on the human body and then use genetic technology to adjust these effects.

Unfortunately, due to the passage of time, detailed information has long been lost. All that is known is that the predecessor of the Fire Moth set up five experimental sites around the world. Later, during the reorganization of the organization, this research, which generated extremely negative public opinion, was terminated.

"That's normal. The original purpose of the Fire Moth was to eliminate Honkai energy. I remember the original slogan was to create a 'blue and clean world'. Later, it was discovered that Honkai could not be eradicated, so the slogan was changed to the current one."

"To be afraid to change and to view all evolution as negative is truly foolish," Mebius scoffed.

"Do you think everyone is as reckless as you?"

"Hehe, I have another important piece of information, but it seems you don't want to hear it."

"No, I'm talking about myself."

That's more like it. Hmm, I think I've found a way to control him. As long as it's serious business, this bastard won't dare to talk back to me in a sarcastic or sarcastic way.

Mebius suddenly became cheerful, then said seriously, "I found out about some unusual moves by the council. A squad of Punishment Swords has been transferred to Southern Europe, along with two high-ranking fusion warriors, one of whom is 'Fist of Shattering Ice' Andevich."

"The Fist of Shattered Ice? I think he's the one who guarded the Antarctic refuge, a warrior from the Russian region." Ryan had looked at the files and remembered this warrior, number CM006.

Due to his influence, the order of the fusion warriors was completely messed up. Mebius became number 1, the original overpowered Kevin became number 4, and Velvet, who had just undergone surgery, was simply moved to number 17.

This includes Ryan (002), Sakura (003), Hua (010), Hen (011), and Alicia (who has not yet undergone surgery), making a total of eighteen high-ranking fusion warriors.

Compared to billions of humans, this number is pitifully small, but it is countless times more than in the original history, because in the original timeline, the number of fusion warriors at this moment is 0.

"What are you thinking about? Why did you suddenly stop talking?" Möbius's perception was very sharp.

"It's nothing, I was just thinking that without our efforts, the vessels for these high-level fusion warriors might have died at the hands of some Honkai Beast, never even surviving to have the surgery, or simply becoming experimental consumables." Ryan shook his head, this was his greatest contribution.

He simply corrected many mistakes and reduced unnecessary losses. For example, the 'King of Assassins' he killed earlier would have been number nineteen if he hadn't jumped out to seek his own death.

"Then you dug your own grave. Originally, within the Firemoth, apart from that fat woman, no one was your match."

"Not necessarily. Of these eighteen people, apart from you, the rest aren't specifically targeting me. They're not necessarily friends, nor are they necessarily enemies." Ryan remained confident, thinking of Coleman.

This fusion warrior, nicknamed 'Void' and numbered 015, is one of these types; he follows orders but also has his own opinions.

"Whatever you want, I'm only responsible for performing the surgery anyway." Mebius smiled unconsciously. She liked Ryan's confident tone, as if there were no problems in the world. "But let me correct you, there are no more of the eighteen now. Some have already died, but there are some you need to pay special attention to."

As the files were being transferred, Ryan checked his mailbox, paying close attention to certain individuals, such as a cross-dressing hunky man and a pair of rather beautiful twin girls. He wondered if these people had ever appeared in the original timeline.

The butterfly effect is too strong now. Perhaps in a city that was spared destruction because of Ryan, there is a genius who could become a 'superman'. Perhaps they had already joined the Moths of Fire, but died in some insignificant battle.