I am a hero of the former civilization.

Ryan stood there, stunned, until the stretcher was carried away. His surprise did not lessen in the slightest. From both a probability and biological perspective, this was impossible, yet it had happened.

"Look, life is so vibrant and resilient. Doesn't it make you feel all your fatigue vanish in an instant?"

Ryan turned his head and saw Alicia next to him. She was still covered in dust and looked disheveled, but with her bright smile, she looked as innocent as a flower.

"You know someone is alive?"

"I don't know, but that's precisely why finding survivors is such a pleasant surprise." Alicia stretched comfortably, patted Ryan on the shoulder, and said in a mature tone, "Young man, you still have a lot to learn. Let's continue."

Ryan turned around and glanced at the figure behind her. She walked briskly, sometimes looking here, sometimes calling out to the ruins, like a butterfly dancing among flowers.

The setting sun shone on her, making her appear somewhat disheveled, yet all the more sacred.

Ryan then saw the search and rescue soldiers rushing to various places, no longer dawdling as before, and doing their work much more seriously.

Seeing it with his own eyes, Ryan understood something else.

The other twelve heroes loved her not only because of her beautiful appearance, sincerity, and enthusiasm, but also because of her unique tone of voice.

Alicia never just talks the talk; she walks the walk with her love for humanity. She is a true hero.

Ryan placed his right hand on his chest and silently prayed.

Chapter Sixty-Five: Abuse of Power for Personal Gain, Möbius

As the sun and moon shone, the car headlights illuminated the dim road, casting long shadows. Ryan drove while glancing to the side.

Covered in dust, Alicia stretched and yawned twice, covering her mouth.

"I'm exhausted today. Thanks to your help, otherwise we really wouldn't have been able to finish the central area tonight."

“But we only rescued one person.” Ryan shook his head and continued looking at the road.

"A miracle is a miracle precisely because it is difficult to replicate. But it's already very good that we managed to save one person today."

"But what if there's no one there?"

Alicia didn't hesitate and clenched her little fist: "Then let's leave the regrets for next time, and wait for the surprise with anticipation. Yes, the surprise will always come, I've always believed that!"

You're so optimistic and infectious; no wonder all those eccentric and heroic figures agree with you.

Ryan chuckled silently and casually asked, "Where to now?"

"How is Refugee Camp No. 3?"

"I hope I don't go help out again. I want to go back and take a shower."

"I'll be very restrained in everything I do, I'll keep you in suspense for now, you'll find out when you get there."

Looking at Alicia's expectant face, Ryan said nothing, but turned the steering wheel and drove into the left side road, and he also agreed with her talk of 'moderation'.

Alicia is indeed very restrained. She is passionate but not excessive, kind-hearted but not to the point of being a saint. Even when she makes jokes, she avoids offending others. She has a very good grasp of this 'degree'.

Of course, food is an exception.

As Ryan was staring at the road, he felt a weight on his shoulder. He turned his head slightly and realized that Alicia had fallen asleep.

She leaned against his shoulder, her rosy lips slightly parted, emitting soft breaths. Looking further down, one could see her delicate collarbone and deep cleavage.

Her full breasts stretched her long dress open, and her two fair legs were crossed, making her black leg rings particularly eye-catching.

Just sleep when you say sleep.

Ryan glanced at it instinctively, his eyes filled with helplessness and admiration. Although there was a hint of ambiguity in the car, he didn't presume to be romantic.

To view Alicia through the lens of human desires is far too simplistic. She doesn't care what others think or what misunderstandings might arise; she simply follows her true self and does what she wants to do.

Although it is full of love, this love will not be concentrated on any one person. If your mind is full of peaches, then you are undoubtedly dreaming.

Making friends with her is very easy, but trying to win her over is like hell.

Ryan wasn't thinking about seducing anyone. He wasn't a seafood merchant obsessed with abalone, nor was he a useless person who would freeze up at the sight of a beautiful girl. He simply slowed down the car, took out his jacket from the back seat, and draped it over Alicia.

They continued on their way, gently slowing down. The melodious music from the radio, combined with the darkness outside, made Ryan comfortably close his eyes.

This silence is wonderful.

......

Where did Ryan go?

Inside the hospital ship, Möbius was crossing his legs, propping his head up, and playing with his long green hair.

She had already occupied the operating room. The freshest Honkai Beast corpses floated in the glass containers. She had found a reason that she could convince herself to stay in Canghai.

The core area of ​​the Third Honkai Impact 3rd is where the Honkai Beasts are slightly different in some details, making them somewhat worthy of observation. Moreover, while the request to study the Third Herrscher was rejected, the body tissue of the Moshachi was sent over instead.

“Doctor, this is the seventeenth time you’ve asked this question.” Klein looked up from the electron microscope, his eyes rimmed with dark circles, and said with a hint of helplessness, “If you think so much about Dr. Lane, you should have notified him to come over immediately.”

“Why should I think about him? He just agreed to work for me, but he ran off without even saying goodbye. How could he be so dishonest?” Möbius stood up decisively, walked over to Klein, and casually corrected a few numbers for her. “There are mistakes here, here, and here. Do ten more sets of comparative experiments, and I’ll guide you.”

Klein glanced at the doctor's expression, unsure of what to say, thinking to himself how pitiful Dr. Lane was, turning into an untrustworthy person so quickly.

“I can do these experiments myself. Why don’t you go see Dr. Lane?”

“Klein, don’t look at me with such worldly eyes. Do you really think he’s that important?” Möbius put down his pen and shook his index finger from side to side. “I admit he’s useful, but he’s insignificant to science, especially since he’s suspicious and annoying.”

She remembered Hua's situation. She had previously planned to ask this girl, who was highly adaptable to Honkai energy, to help her, but Ryan refused no matter what, so she lost all interest in visiting her in the hospital.

Klein immediately showed an expression of understanding, thinking to himself that he was indeed a doctor, and that he separated his life and work very clearly.

Just then, the phone on the table 'dinged', and Klein instinctively unlocked it.

"Klein, I hope you can concentrate on your research..."

"The Security Department has located Dr. Ryan's whereabouts."

Mebius froze halfway through his sentence, then, seeing Klein's apologetic look, he coughed lightly and said, "Then read the report to me."

"But research..."

"It's more important to follow your mentor's orders. If I tell you to read, then read."

Klein was an honest man and did not take the opportunity to mock him, nor did he notice the contradiction in Mebius's words.

"Dr. Ryan was discharged from the hospital this afternoon. He drove to Canghai, but his purpose is unknown."

"Hmph, what a waste of time. Does he think he can empathize with everyone?" Möbius snorted lightly, his hand holding the pen casually waving it. "And then what? Does he go and have a friendly chat with the disaster victims or something?"

"No, Dr. Ryan went to see Miss Alicia and then they searched the core area together. I heard they even rescued a survivor, which is a miracle."

Alicia? That woman... No way, she's not a normal person at all, there's absolutely no chance.

Möbius misunderstood for a moment, then shook her head in denial. She wasn't stupid; she had long seen through Alicia's true nature. She loved everything passionately, but she controlled the degree perfectly. In fact, it would take several philosophy professors to study what kind of 'love' it was.

She didn't know if Ryan would have any thoughts about it, after all, Alicia's appearance was very deceptive, except that she was a little chubby, her appearance was impeccable.

Does that Ryan really think he has a chance? Haha, if so, I can laugh at him for a hundred years.

She wanted to laugh, and she also recalled the strange and wonderful stories within the Fire Moth. Many people pursued Alicia, whether they were self-important young masters or frontline warriors whose lives had been saved, and each of them was genuinely given the "friend zone" card.

The scariest thing is that all those who received the "friend zone" card accepted it readily, without a single one turning love into hate or forcing anyone to do so, leading Möbius to believe that she had some kind of mind control ability.

"And then what? That guy probably took Alicia on a date, huh? I'm really looking forward to seeing him get friend-zoned. That would be so funny."

"No, the two of them went to the Third Camp together, I think they were having a late-night snack," Klein added in the most indifferent tone.

Mebius's smile froze, and a clear look of doubt appeared on her face. Reason told her that this was impossible, but for some reason, her mind uncontrollably threw out a lot of guesses.

"PhD?"

"Ahem, Klein, it's so late, you must be hungry." Möbius snapped out of his reverie.

"I actually just ate instant noodles..."

“No, you must be hungry.” Möbius acted as if he hadn’t heard him, turned around and took a few steps, put on his white coat, “Come on, I’ll treat you to a late-night snack, after all, you’ve been working hard these past few days.”

Klein wanted to refuse, but seeing the amiable smile on Möbius's face, he swallowed hard.

"I...I'll go get the car."

Mebius glanced at his assistant who was leaving in a hurry, and wondered about his own reaction. After thinking it over, he shifted the blame onto Ryan.

Fine, I've been waiting here for you to be discharged from the hospital every day, and what do you do? The first thing you do after being discharged is go to find Alicia and have a late-night snack.

"Could it really be...? That's impossible. And even if it were true, what would it have to do with me?"

Möbius paced back and forth, as if he were engrossed in a difficult problem.

"If that doesn't work, I'll have to increase the dosage???"

Chapter Sixty-Six: Ryan is mine!

Tents were everywhere, and several generator trucks with thick cables laid out illuminated the entire campsite with illegally connected lights.

Because of Ryan, many people escaped from Canghai, which has now become a messy situation, enough to bankrupt any insurance company.

However, when he drove over, he was slightly amazed by the scene before him.

Night had fallen, but the camp remained noisy, forming a market on the main road. Families exchanged items they had brought with them during their escape and processed and sold the distributed grain, as if this could recoup some of their losses.

"Huh? We're here already?" Alicia rubbed her eyes, her eyes lighting up when she saw the market outside. "It's really lively. I've been wanting to come and see it for a long time."

"Shouldn't we be seeing helplessness? Oh well, you always see something different." Ryan was too lazy to complain and shrugged lightly. "But it's still quite peculiar. After the commotion comes destruction, and after the destruction comes commotion again."

“Isn’t that how people are? As long as they’re not dead, they’ll always live on tenaciously and brilliantly. That attitude is quite beautiful.” Alicia was still smiling as she handed her clothes back to Ryan. “And I didn’t realize you were so gentle. You’re really good at winning girls’ hearts.”

Ryan didn't know how to answer, so he could only give an awkward smile, throw his clothes into the back seat, get out of the car, and head towards the camp.

He looked at the stalls on both sides with interest. The faces of the disaster victims were not exactly good, but they were not exactly desperate either.

This is the strangest time. The world order and financial system still exist, and the victims are still a minority. It's far from a situation where everyone is playing PUBG, so theoretically there's still a chance to return to the previous life.

The Honkai disease did not spread. The Third Honkai was more like a major earthquake. Many people died, but the survivors still had to live.

They randomly found a roadside stall and sat down. On the iron rack next to them, the character for "noodles" was crookedly written on an A4 sheet of paper, and a pot of water was bubbling away.

"Two bowls of noodles with minced meat sauce, it's my treat this time." Ryan said casually, then smiled slightly at Alicia, who was propping her head up with her hand: "It seems the supplies are quite complete, even the seasonings are included. But a bowl of noodles costs 20 yuan, I thought it was on Huaizhong Road."

"People haven't reached the point of bartering yet; they still need to make money. It's just a pity that they all have no houses left, and the housing prices in Canghai are quite high."

"At least I don't have to pay off the loan anymore, and I can finally relax." Ryan told a dark joke, and his previously restless heart calmed down.

As Alicia said, life goes on as usual, and even in Su City, 200 kilometers away, you can't feel this sense of desolation.