I am a hero of the former civilization.

"Doctor, may I go and rest now?"

Today was Ryan's insistent day off, and Mebius, unable to refuse him, could only take pity on him and waved his hand gently.

"Go ahead, come back to the lab at midnight."

Huh? It's already 5 PM.

Klein glanced at the digital clock, but dared not provoke Mebius, so he silently left.

As soon as she left, the usually assertive Mebius immediately broke into a smile and moved closer to Ryan.

"Don't be so stingy. Look, I even brought a watermelon. Consider it as food expenses."

"Come on, is your melon rind made of gold, or are the melon seeds made of gold?" Ryan wasn't buying it. He took two steps back and covered his forehead. "I feel like if I stay any longer, you'll eat all the hard-earned money I've saved up."

Ryan wasn't exactly rich, but he had some assets. However, since meeting Mebius, his wallet had been emptying at a rapid pace.

“Spending money for science is worthwhile.” Seeing that Ryan looked like he was about to say something, Möbius quickly sat down and patted the sofa: “Come, come, try it on. I picked this sofa out myself. It’s good quality and inexpensive.”

Well, it's a bargain at 20,000 euros, and didn't you say Klein bought it?

Ryan was a little confused, but he couldn't do anything about it, so he sat down. Perhaps because the 20,000 euros was making his heart bleed, he felt that this shabby sofa was as comfortable as a first-class seat.

The height was just right, and it was very comfortable to sit in, and then... that was it.

"A sofa alone is no good. If I want to sleep, I might as well go back to my room."

"With me by your side, you've really hit the jackpot."

Ryan turned his head and saw Mebius lying comfortably on the sofa, looking lazy, with her two beautiful legs in black stockings slung over the sofa, playing with the strands of hair by her ear.

The stockings were a light color, revealing glimpses of her fair calves, and the skirt clung tightly to her hips, outlining her peach-like curves.

Ryan just stared at her, watching as Mebius awkwardly tugged at her short skirt and suddenly grinned.

Ha ha.

Without a word, Mebius immediately sat up straight, grabbed a cushion, and threw it at him.

"You're disrespecting me again!"

"You think you're worth 20,000 euros just because I glanced at you? Do you think you're made of gold? Forget it, I don't want to argue with you."

He stood up, lifted the sofa and turned it to face a large plasma screen, which was what Mebius used for his meetings. It was a full 100 inches. Then he connected his laptop and went over to turn off the lights.

"What are you doing?" Mebius gripped the back of the chair, peeking out with half his head.

"Let's make use of this waste and at least earn back some of the 20,000 euros." Ryan didn't even look up, just kept fiddling with the computer.

baffling.

Mebius didn't understand what he was doing when he saw the screen flashing, the laptop screen being projected, and then he saw him open a browser, enter a website address, and soon a page appeared.

Latest blockbuster movies? And what's with those constantly popping up little windows? What does "beautiful dealers dealing cards online" mean? And what does "fruit chat" mean?

"Ahem, even if there's a virus, it can't break your firewall." Ryan returned with the wireless mouse, slowly scrolling the wheel, and saw Mebius looking confused. "What, you don't understand?"

"It's just a movie, right? I'm just not interested in fake things. I remember the last time I watched a movie..." The woman suddenly stopped, unable to recall when she last saw a movie. It seemed to be some kind of party for the Moth of Flame.

Ha, just as I thought, this Mebius is incredibly boring.

Ryan looked as if he hadn't expected it. Möbius had absolutely no entertainment activities. Apart from performing surgeries, conducting research, and sleeping, he hadn't even thought about relaxing.

"Do you know why I set a day off?" Ryan brought over the watermelon, cut it in half with a knife, and gave one to Mebius. "It's not good to focus too much on one thing. Life should be colorful."

"Boredom is just an excuse for being lazy and wasting time."

"Don't resist it. It's good for your research if you can change your mind once in a while." Ryan also grabbed a slice of watermelon, sat down comfortably, and randomly clicked on a menu as Kevin recommended.

slam-la-

The sound of torrential rain came from the loudspeakers connected to the broadcast system, the screen flickered, and the camera slowly focused on the male protagonist from the sky. Mebius, who had been somewhat disdainful, raised his eyebrows.

She is a very focused person. Even if she was still a little resistant, her attention was automatically drawn in when the movie started.

The movie is fast-paced. The male protagonist, a former assassin, returns to the underworld for revenge, killing off gangsters one by one. His shooting skills are also very professional, with gunshots 'bang bang' throughout the entire film.

Kevin is right, "Give Me Back My Dog Life" is really good.

Ryan was also engrossed in the movie. He had originally planned to relax, so he chose an action movie right away. Otherwise, he would fall asleep watching romance or art films, and action movies would be too ungentlemanly.

During a transition in the plot, he turned his head and saw Mebius holding a watermelon, taking small bites, and staring intently at the screen. From that look, he caught a glimpse of something new.

"Hehe, you're really stubborn. You're clearly engrossed in watching it."

“What did you say?” Mebius turned his head, paused for a moment, and then retorted, “I just think what you said makes a lot of sense. Taking a break now and then can help spark inspiration, and it’s quite interesting to watch these people kill each other.”

She made a gun-holding gesture; this thing was completely unfamiliar to her, so she just watched it for fun.

That's why I didn't choose movies like "Virus Crisis"—it's annoying to have an expert nitpicking around.

Ryan felt he had made the right choice. Although the fight scenes in the movie had many flaws for a professional like him, the point of watching a movie is to have some fun.

At that moment, he noticed that Mebius was rubbing his calves, confirming who had chosen the sofa, but this time, he didn't take the opportunity to mock him.

"Are your legs sore?"

“Hmm, a little.” Mebius stared intently, then realized he’d given himself away and quickly explained, “The research I did the last couple of days was too strenuous; I stood for too long.”

"Alright, let me rub it for you. I learned a little technique when I traveled around China." Ryan was too lazy to listen to any explanations. He saw Mebius staring at him in surprise and shrugged. "If you don't want to, then forget it."

"It doesn't matter. Klein sometimes gives me a shoulder massage. Just so you know, there's no pay."

Can you please stop being so stingy?

Just as Ryan was about to make a sarcastic remark, he saw a pair of beautiful legs in black stockings stretched out and placed on his thighs, as if afraid that he would really ask for money.

It was warm and soft, and through the stockings, you could see a few delicate, glistening toes playfully wriggling.

I must say, this is really beautiful.

Ryan raised his hand and gently kneaded his calf, feeling the soft, silky texture. As he kneaded, the leg rubbed back and forth.

Straight, slender, and with a moderate amount of flesh; to put it more accurately:

Those legs are amazing; I could admire them for a year.

"Um--"

"Please don't make such misleading noises."

"It's a little itchy, I'm not used to it."

"Itchy? How about I wake up your kidney meridian?"

"Go ahead and do it, ouch, it hurts... be gentle, be gentle." Mebius arched his back immediately, but his feet were firmly held. Just as he was about to curse, Ryan switched to gentle rubbing, his technique very skillful.

"It hurts and itches at the same time, doesn't it feel amazing?"

This time, Mebius didn't retort. He rotated his ankle, and it seemed that it wasn't as sore as before. He then quietly watched Ryan work.

The man held her legs and gently kneaded them, his eyes fixed on the screen, his profile flickering between light and shadow.

It seems pretty good?

She didn't know why she was wasting her time here, so she just turned her head away, hugging the cushion, and watched the movie while enjoying the tingling sensation.

No one spoke. After only two all-nighters, Mebius felt his eyelids getting heavy. He shifted his body and curled up completely on the sofa.

Never mind, I'll take a short rest.

Da da da......

Gunshots kept coming from the speakers. After watching one movie, "Give Me Back My Dog Life II" started playing automatically. Ryan rubbed his eyes slower and slower, until finally his eyelids felt heavy.

Since leaving Chiba Academy, he first hunted in Japan and then fought the Third Herrscher. He spent all his time either fighting or in the laboratory. He even forgot when was the last time he comfortably lay on the sofa watching a movie.

Wow, I can fall asleep even during such an intense gunfight movie.

He glanced at Mebius, the woman reclining on the sofa, hugging a cushion, and quietly falling asleep.

'Then even I got a little sleepy.' He didn't press pause, but continued to listen to the conversation on the screen, slowly closed his eyes, and then suddenly opened them again after two seconds.

After a moment's hesitation, he quietly lifted Mebius's small right foot and brought it to his nose to smell it.

Huh, it doesn't taste like anything?

Ryan found it a bit unscientific, so he scratched the sole of his foot, watched as Mebius smacked his lips and subconsciously pulled his foot back, and couldn't help but laugh.

Having the most cutting-edge equipment and researching the most advanced topics, even watching a movie feels novel.

This woman can be quite cute sometimes, but only when she's asleep.

"Ah, I guess I'll just slack off today. Strange, I'm getting sleepy too."

He yawned and slowly closed his eyes. Even though Möbius was right next to him, he completely forgot his previous wariness.

The digital clock struck twelve, but the screen in the lounge continued to flicker and conversations continued.

Oh no, I'm late.

Klein strode into the room, expecting a scolding, but was taken aback when he saw the gunfight on the screen. He quickly tiptoed to the sofa.

She stretched her head out, and her eyes widened slightly.

Watermelon rinds littered the floor. Dr. Mebius and Dr. Ryan were fast asleep, leaning back on opposite ends of the sofa, their heads tilted back. Her long, black-stockinged legs were draped over Ryan's shoulders, as if stepping on his face.

Klein was somewhat taken aback. Given the Doctor's habit, he would only go to midnight earlier than usual. How could he be sleeping so soundly? But soon, her eyes lit up with joy.

On the one hand, I saw the normal side of Mebius; on the other hand, it felt like I had been saved?

If PhD students know how to live and rest outside of work, I think I'll benefit the most.

Klein looked at Ryan with gratitude in her eyes, but was startled by Mebius's sudden turn. Seeing that the Doctor's foot was almost shoved into Ryan's mouth, she didn't dare to go up and pry it open.

'Perhaps Dr. Lane simply enjoys this kind of gameplay.'

She tiptoed back, patted her chest, let out a long sigh of relief, and felt her mood brighten.

I touched it today!

Chapter 72 I'll show you right now!

He slept straight through until noon the next day. When Ryan woke up, Mebius was gone, and he only felt that there was something strange in his mouth.

Ryan smacked his lips, stretched, and then, seeing the trash on the ground, cursed inwardly at how incredibly lazy this woman was.