I am a hero of the former civilization.

You're so clever; you saw right through what I was thinking.

Ryan didn't have time to sigh, and nodded slightly: "Yes, so I have no regrets. Since I started, I'll do my best to make everyone survive. I'm just not cut out to be a cold-blooded weapon."

"I can see that you did have an ulterior motive when you first approached me and Kevin. I was very curious at the time. Even though I had better grades, Kevin didn't have any special talents. Why did you deliberately try to get close to him?"

"This question only began to emerge during the Chiba Academy incident. You were weak back then, but the shock you gave me is even greater now."

It's fine if his grades are a little better, and Kevin plays basketball really well, okay?

"So that's why I've been the clown for so long?"

"No, I didn't deliberately change your mind. You changed your goal yourself, around the time of the Chiba Academy incident. This is a bit out of character for you. I never thought you would be a hero, someone who shouldn't rely on others, but rather someone who would use others by any means necessary."

"Smart people always seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. Why would they want to get themselves into a quagmire? For example, you now, wanting to go back to your original goal is probably as difficult as climbing to the sky."

Ryan couldn't refute it. In fact, the change had to happen much earlier. Take his initial goal, for example. He just wanted to survive until the post-civilization era, and then do nothing, change nothing, use his prophet skills to curry favor with powerful figures, and watch the show unfold to get through the end.

So his initial skill points were all focused on 'survival'. Later, after meeting Hua, Su, Kevin and Mei, he decided to do something small to prevent their tragedy from happening. After all, they had been together for years and he couldn't just stand by and watch.

We gradually expanded our goals and finally arrived at where we are today. Looking back now, it still feels a bit surreal.

Did fate change me, or did I choose my own fate?

Ryan had no answer; he simply couldn't go back. He asked himself honestly, if Kevin, Hua, or Mebius were in dire straits, would he have chosen to protect himself?

Just like the Seventh Herrscher, even knowing she was no match, she still fought with all her might. Three years ago, she wouldn't have dared to even think about it.

"Looks like I have no choice but to become this hero."

“You are already a hero, carrying all our expectations, and we will also contribute our strength, regardless of whether the ending is tragic,” May said firmly, the same words she had said to Möbius.

"No regrets!"

What a perfect way to leave no regrets!

Ryan smiled too. Just then, the automatic door opened, and a somewhat bewildered Su walked in, carrying a fruit basket.

"Hey, you guys are here too."

"What a coincidence, a class reunion today, right?" Ryan waved, took the fruit basket, then peeled an orange and popped it into his mouth. "Didn't you come by during the day? You miss Kevin that much?"

"Mainly because Alicia wanted to hold some secret meeting and asked me to stay, so I just came over. Hey, why do you look so unhappy?"

Ryan looked disgusted, as if the Herrscher of Binding had breathed on the back of his neck, making even the hairs on his body stand on end.

This is a war council meeting, it's not targeting me, is it? And why is Alicia getting involved?

"Don't look at me, I don't know either." Su waved his hand gently. He was a true gentleman and a gentle older brother who never got involved in the vortex. "If you're afraid, ask Mei. She's smarter than me."

"I'm afraid? What a joke! I am the Commander, the strongest human being. Please, Dr. Mei, teach me!"

puff.

Su burst out laughing. He had seen the scene on TV where mountains were destroyed and seas were split, and he thought Ryan had become a demon king. But now that he saw him again, the guy hadn't changed at all.

He remains outwardly cold and aloof, but inwardly passionate and fiery.

"Alright, I was just planning to watch for some fun." Mei suppressed a laugh, crossed her legs, and waved the tablet in her hand. "Actually, it's easy to solve. Just distract them and then take them down one by one. Don't forget that you are first and foremost the Commander. These personal matters cannot interfere with the fight against the Honkai. Personal feelings can never be put above the interests of humanity. This is the ironclad rule of the Moths of Flame."

The tone was light, but the content was serious. Ryan's eyes lit up, and he exclaimed that Dr. May was invincible.

"Yes, work is the most important thing. At least most people can distinguish between what's important and what's not. They can put things off for now, and then tackle them one by one when they have time. Once they've pushed the progress to the same level, no one will have any complaints."

"You need to control the situation yourself. Be careful not to get distracted, or you'll mess things up," Mei warned, already realizing that there were more than just these few who wanted to join the war.

"Well, I'll first identify the important goals, and the secondary goals can be put later, following the principle of starting with the easy ones and then moving on to the difficult ones."

"I still suggest you focus your energy and don't try to do too much at once."

"It's okay, I'm very self-aware, and don't underestimate my abilities."

The two of them exchanged glances and spoke in unison, leaving Su, who was standing nearby, completely dumbfounded. Was this some kind of strategic meeting? Moreover, Mei's smile was faint; she must be waiting to see a good show. Had Ryan offended her quite badly recently?

Su was bewildered, realizing that he couldn't join the conversation between these two geniuses at all. What kind of trouble had Ryan caused? Mebius, Hua, Ying, maybe there was Alicia, but was there anyone else besides them?

To retract the foreword, he has changed; the Ryan who once loved foreign languages ​​has vanished.

“An opportunity is coming soon.” Mei raised the tablet again and slid to the beginning page. “I have completed the organization of the Thirteenth Fire Chasing Squad and can start gathering manpower. In this way, they will be separated and at least they won’t be bored out of their minds in that villa. In a few days, the open competition will turn into covert struggle.”

That's right, it's because they're too idle. That's why trouble arises. You see, once Joyful Wilvi has a job, she hardly shows up anymore.

We need to increase the workload and make everyone work overtime, especially Alicia, that pink fat woman who keeps digging holes for me with a shovel.

Ryan gritted his teeth and stared intently. Sure enough, he saw that the plan had been completed. The chief editor, Mel, then handed it over to Prometheus for inspection. All the fusion warriors were divided into thirteen squads according to the situation in the simulated battle.

He didn't even look closely at the groupings inside, clearly trusting Mei.

When do you plan to start?

“Now is a rare window of opportunity to gather the high-ranking fusion warriors together. Tonight, send a message to each branch, asking them to drop everything and come as soon as possible.” Ryan stood up solemnly, as if he had entered a working state.

"So fast? There's no time to even set up the venue."

“These are extraordinary times, and everything should be kept simple. Sue, go back and tell Alicia that I have to work overtime tonight and won’t be coming back.” Ryan had a look of urgency on his face, and for a moment, he exuded the air of a superior.

Su opened his mouth silently, somewhat confused about what was true and what was false.

"Are you really doing this for work??"

Ryan looked at him, then slowly shifted his gaze to Kevin on the hospital bed, and sighed, "It's half true and half false, I suppose."

.......

"Ryan is really not coming back tonight."

Alicia glanced at the wall clock; it was already two in the morning. She couldn't help but yawn.

With her as a top-notch wingman and advisor, the plan for "Operation Ryan" was already very well-conceived, but there was nothing she could do if the main character didn't return.

“I told you long ago that my senior brother wouldn’t avoid seeing me; he just has more important things to do.” Hua Yazi sat on the carpet, rubbing her smooth knees with her fingers. “Actually, I just want to know how far he and Platypus have progressed. What if things are moving too fast?”

"That's easy, I'll just ask Danzhu. That girl has a sweet tooth, two cups of milk tea will do the trick." Ying was unusually enthusiastic.

Upon hearing this, Alicia immediately patted her chest and said, "Then let's get the information first. Don't worry, with me, the love guru Alicia, involved, you'll definitely be able to catch up."

Why do you sound like an expert? And you're being too enthusiastic; I don't think you're as innocent as you seem.

Sakura and Hana exchanged a glance, but before they could speak, a voice came from the side.

"I advise you not to do this."

"Why, Aponia?"

The group turned their heads and saw a nun knitting a scarf on a recliner, looking like an old woman. She still had that compassionate and gentle expression.

"Because the timing is not right, and I estimate that Mebius is still being stubborn. She has planted the seed but does not intend for it to bloom now, so you don't need to rush at all. Just keep a calm mind."

“I don’t believe that my dear Mebius would let this opportunity slip by after finally mustering up the courage.” Alicia shook her head. According to her, it was now her turn and she should activate the 'Night Raid' card.

Aponia didn't explain, but simply glanced at Sakura. The assassin took a deep breath, as if she understood something.

"I think it's very possible that for a warrior, having too many emotions in one's heart will affect the speed at which one draws their sword. For Ryan, who is fighting on the front line, this is fatal."

Silence fell over the living room. Sakura was right; at least no one present wanted Ryan to take the fall for them. But after thinking it over, they were still somewhat unwilling.

"It's okay, I can avoid affecting my senior brother, but—" Hua suddenly became less stupid and gently patted the table.

"I can keep a close eye on Mebius too!"

Chapter 329 High-Level Fusion Warrior

The timing was perfect: the Seventh Herrscher fell, the Eighth Herrscher was severely injured, and the Honkai side had temporarily lost its offensive capabilities.

The only fully-formed being remaining is the Herrscher of Death, who is probably licking her wounds and has no energy left to deal with humans, thus creating a precious window of opportunity.

Normally, Mei wouldn't dare to send strong individuals back to headquarters. Even if the Herrschers seize the opportunity now, the price they pay would only be one or two cities.

The cost was severe, but still within the limits of what humans can bear.

As pragmatists, May and Lane disliked extravagance and wanted to keep their secrets as discreetly as possible. They didn't even alert the underground city. Only the arrival of transport planes from all over the world proved that today was anything but ordinary.

"Don't look around, I'm right here."

Coleman waved. As the former head of the intelligence department, he knew every high-ranking fusion warrior and was sent out as a greeter, with Andevich, who looked like a brown bear, by his side.

The soldier, whose body was still covered in frost, had just arrived. He crossed his strong arms over his chest and scanned the people disembarking from the plane.

First up were a pair of twins, both with waist-length black hair. The one on the left had a cold, unsmiling expression, while the one on the right had an unfriendly look, as if she were ready to spew insults at any moment.

"It's Anna and Isa, sisters. Coleman, aren't you going to go say hello?"

“Uh, there’s a little history.” Coleman was speechless for a moment. He was afraid of being verbally attacked in New York last time. He could only sigh and say, “It’s a pity John died. Otherwise, he would have been perfect to deal with these twins.”

John was classified as killed in action, and Ryan didn't mention that he was controlled, which saved him some face.

"Hey, isn't this Lieutenant Colonel Coleman? Did you go spying on that Golden Garden or something?" Isa, with her red eyes, immediately noticed the blond youth, and his words made his face tremble.

"How could I dare? But I am very interested in your boudoir."

"Come on then, if you dare!"

"Heh, of course I'll come while you're sleeping. I'm not stupid." Coleman didn't give her any face. Just as Isha was about to explode, a pair of white gloves separated the two of them.

"God says we should unite as partners who have entrusted us with their backs, so why should we speak ill of each other?"

Wearing crisp monk's robes and with kind expressions, the two men turned their heads away when they saw the priest, showing respect for Joshua, who often helped refugees.

“Father, I’ll give you this face and not hold it against a child.”

"Hehe, I don't want to waste my breath on a pervert. Sister, let's go."

The two sides parted, and soldiers led the way. Andevich was puzzled when he saw Joshua walking to the other side.

"Father Joshua, aren't you going to headquarters?"

"I need to see Sister Aponia first, please excuse me."

He used the word 'to pay homage', which left the two of them stunned for a long time. Just then, their shoulders were pressed down again. When they turned their heads, they saw that it was a man around thirty years old.

Wearing a crisp black and gold uniform of the Fire Moth, with a gold trumpet at her waist, her overly long bangs made her look somewhat dejected, but thankfully a smile appeared on her lips.

"These charlatans are so boring. Arguing with pretty girls is a kind of fun, and they'll never understand."

"Yun, you're here too? You didn't even participate in the simulation battle." Coleman's eyes lit up. This was practically one of his cronies. "You're all talk and no action with me now, but you wouldn't be able to utter a sound against those twins. Want to go have some fun later?"

Andevich also turned his head slightly. He was not familiar with this young man, only knowing that the other party's number was CM014 and that he was usually assigned to the North China branch. Moreover, this Coleman seemed to get along with everyone.