I am a hero of the former civilization.

He reluctantly finished cleaning up the melon rinds and scraps of paper, then glanced at the sofa that had cost him 20,000 euros, and for some reason, suddenly felt it was all worth it.

Ugh, I fell for that woman's trick again. She was the one who got to enjoy herself, but it turned out I was the one who benefited.

Ryan quickly corrected his logic, put on a white lab coat, and went to the lab. When he saw Möbius again, she was looking at data while eating bread, her expression unchanged from usual.

This is also a strength of Möbius; she never feels embarrassed or shy. Besides, it's just watching a movie, it's not that serious.

"you're awake?"

"Yeah, thanks for not taking advantage of my kidney." Ryan raised his hand, caught the coffee that was tossed to him, opened it, and took a sip. "Much better. I don't know why, but my mouth tasted a little strange when I woke up this morning."

Mebius turned his head away immediately, his hair obscuring his expression, and after a long while, he said, "The movie yesterday was good, quite lively."

"That's good. I thought you were going to complain about wasting time. To be honest, doing one thing for too long without taking a break can get quite boring." Ryan went to the operating table, gathered Honkai energy, and began to work.

"We've slept together, so can you promise me something?"

"talk."

"Don't look at me with that strange look anymore. It's really uncomfortable. Yes, that kind of look."

The woman stood beside him, propping her head up with her hand, a gentle smile on her face: "I'm admiring a treasure. What's wrong? You won't reveal the secret? Can't I even look?"

Okay, so you're heartless, aren't you?

Ryan rubbed his forehead and asked irritably, "So what did you figure out?"

“From unfamiliar to skilled, you are gradually gaining control, full of the beauty of evolution. Every day you make me put forward more hypotheses and then continue to improve.” Möbius spread his hands, looking as if your plan had failed, which made Ryan also put forward a hypothesis.

If I were to unleash your furious erudition, could you go from excitement to shyness?

It seems impossible. No matter your attitude, some things are hard to change with that oddball Mebius.

Ryan covered his forehead, truly at a loss with her, and had no choice but to become serious.

"You're quite observant; you even noticed my progress."

Ryan wasn't surprised; this was the price he paid for honing his authority. In any case, given their current relationship, it didn't matter whether he hid it or not.

A gentle touch of the palm swept across the horn, and the fragment, originating from an Emperor-class Honkai Beast, was sliced ​​open like butter, its hardness far exceeding that of steel, offering no resistance whatsoever.

"The Herrscher of Thunder's power lies in controlling the electromagnetic field. To dismantle it is to break it apart, and to condense it is to reassemble it. There are many other ways to play with it."

After nearly a month of research, not only has the Fusion Warrior Project taken a big step forward, but Ryan has also gained initial control. Electricity is just the surface; there is much more to it than meets the eye.

He wasn't an ordinary person like the Third Herrscher who could manipulate things based on instinct alone. Electromagnetic fields are quite profound, but some operations are too difficult and extremely energy-consuming.

Back to the present, Ryan was a little annoyed by Mebius's persistence, but she wouldn't believe him if he told her she couldn't learn it, so he tapped the table.

"Instead of looking like you're about to devour me, you should think about what to do next. I've already prepared the new sample, but the Emperor-level is still a bit too stimulating for humans."

Mebius also came to his senses. This despicable bastard was just keeping him in suspense and wouldn't answer any questions. Before he could uncover his secrets, he still had to complete the Fusion Warrior Project.

What if I become stronger than him someday? Wouldn't I be able to pin him to the ground and interrogate him, and at the same time, avenge my previous humiliation?

With a belly full of malice, Mebius walked to the sample, stroked his chin and thought for a long time: "I have done animal experiments on the MR-003 factor, and the success rate is less than 3%. When applied to humans, it is only about 5%. This requires the carrier to have extremely high adaptability, but the genes of the lower-level Honkai Beasts can reach 60%, which is enough to report to the higher-ups."

The progress of the experiment was also closely related to the support of the Fire Moth. After much discussion, the higher-ups still preferred to keep the 'fusion warrior' as an alternative, to be used only when humanity was truly on the verge of extinction.

This way, they can reduce 'crimes' against humans and shirk responsibility; whether it's too late or not is not their concern.

The warriors created by lower-rank Honkai Beasts are indeed not strong enough, but they have low requirements for the carrier and can be gathered in huge numbers.

"But apart from boosting the confidence of those above, they are still no match for the Herrschers."

"Hehe, if there were two hundred fusion warriors, even the Third Herrscher wouldn't be able to handle it."

"Who told you that the Third Herrscher is the limit?"

Mebius was taken aback, but this time he did not refute. After observing for the past few days, he realized that the person on Earth who understood the Herrscher best was Ryan.

"Do you want me to omit some of the information? This stuff is still very dangerous for you."

Ryan glanced sideways, surprised that Mebius was so considerate of him. It seemed the massage really was effective.

She's right. Promoting the Fusion Warriors will only strengthen the Firemoths, which is detrimental to both herself and Alicia.

"No need. Since they dare to steal from us, you definitely won't be able to hide anymore. I'm more curious about what kind of monster they can create with the preliminary data." Ryan finally shook his head. We need to prioritize our enemies. Having more strength to fight the Honkai is always good. Besides, the Moth Chaser isn't really in a dire situation, so they might not dare to carry out their plan.

"Speaking of which, what is the success rate of Kevin's genes?"

“He’s a little better, around 8%.” Mebius admitted without any shame that he had used Kevin’s blood sample for the experiment.

Only 8%? No wonder he's Kevin the Ancestor, his protagonist aura is off the charts.

Ryan shook his head and smiled bitterly. With his involvement, the Fusion Warrior Project was progressing faster and would only be much stronger than in the original timeline, but it was still a half-finished product.

Kevin dared to gamble for May, and he even won. Who can he complain to about that?

"The low success rate is secondary; the key issue is the severe side effects. The distortions caused by Honkai energy are unavoidable, just not as terrifying."

Is there a way to remove it?

Mebius rolled his eyes at Ryan and said sullenly, "I'm not a god. Improvements must be based on successful samples. Don't worry, I will start human trials as soon as the success rate reaches 20%."

"Use Kevin?" Ryan frowned.

"Of course we'll use me! We're not facing any existential crisis right now, so why rush to create a super soldier?"

Upon hearing this, Ryan felt a surge of respect. Möbius may be eccentric, but he was full of self-sacrifice, much better than those guys who spout lofty ideals but send others to their deaths.

He paused for a moment, then suddenly said, "I'll give you a vial of blood to test my success rate. Don't think I'm moved by you; I just have other ideas."

Huh? They actually relented. Great, now we have enough samples.

Mebius subtly clenched his fist, and said as casually as possible, "Tell me about it?"

"After the last battle, I found that the Herrscher's body is too fragile after breaking through Honkai energy. If I can make the body stronger, I can give it a try."

Ryan didn't hide it; this was his third purpose for coming to the Mu Continent. Whether it was super-fast regeneration, resurrection, or anything else, it could further enhance his combat power.

However, fusion warriors have a certain degree of randomness, just like farming for relic attributes. You may not get the ability you want, and there are also side effects. He doesn't want to end up like Kevin, who suffered a tragedy.

"But it's just a trial. I don't want to be a guinea pig until the technology is mature."

"Deal! Come with me!"

As if afraid Ryan would regret it, Mebius dragged him away, jogging all the way to his lounge, where he pressed him into a chair.

"Wait a moment, I'll be right back."

Is it really necessary to get so worked up?

Ryan then came to his senses. He knew that Mebius had been secretly collecting his hair for research, and now he finally had enough material. More importantly, his change in attitude gave her hope.

It would be a miracle if you could figure out anything from that.

He hummed softly and observed the room with great interest. This was Ryan's first time in the room, yet it had none of the feel of a young girl's boudoir.

The furnishings were too simple, just a desk, a chair, and a single bed. Möbius clearly had no interest in tidying up; the bed was a mess, several pairs of stockings were scattered around, and some shirts and coats hung on the wall.

There were few clothes, but a lot of stockings, including pantyhose and over-the-knee stockings, in black and gray.

This woman doesn't care about the quality of life at all.

Ryan snorted and reluctantly got up to tidy up the bed for her, folding her clothes and stockings together. However, the smooth and delicate feel of the stockings made him touch them a few more times, and his curiosity was piqued again.

"It's strange, all the clothes are cheap, but the stockings are so expensive."

"Because this is to cater to your taste."

A sarcastic voice came from the doorway. Ryan turned his head and saw Mebius standing in the doorway, looking like he was watching a good show.

How could you slander someone's innocence like this?

"Heh, I wonder who likes to stare at people's legs the most? Yesterday they were fondling and pinching them, did they really think I didn't know?" Möbius swayed his hips as he walked in, putting down syringes and other things on the table. "How about we make a deal?"

"What deal?" Ryan glanced at the table; the woman had indeed chosen the largest blood bag.

"I'll give you two pairs, and you let me draw two vials of blood. Don't worry, they've all been worn, so you won't lose out."

I......

Ryan stared wide-eyed at Mebius, who was propping his head up with his hand and looked like he hadn't woken up yet, and almost choked on his breath.

"Okay, I'll pick out a pair and stuff them into your mouth right now!"

Chapter 73 Athlete's foot is contagious!

I don't know why, but recently Mebius seems to be giving up on treatment, like he's stopped acting after his mask was torn off and his true nature has been completely exposed.

Besides her ever-present languid allure, her sarcastic and eccentric manner is her true nature, making Ryan somewhat nostalgic for the days when she imitated Alicia's speech.

Mebius seemed friendly back then, but he was actually a bit fake. Just be wary of him. Now he's talking without thinking, which is making him grit his teeth.

In the end, Ryan didn't stuff the sock into her mouth, but as punishment, she wasn't allowed to use a blood bag and was only given a syringe.

"You stingy little thing, it won't kill you to take a few hundred milliliters." Mebius pouted and fiercely plunged the needle in.

"Ouch, can you be gentle? Don't make me change my mind."

"It's too late. Even if you pull your hand away now, I'll suck it out for you with my mouth."

Ryan's lips twitched. This Mebius really did it. He watched the blood being slowly drawn out, propped his head up with his left hand, and carefully examined the woman in front of him.

She looked very focused, and the lamplight made her face appear exceptionally fair. Her gold earrings swayed gently, adding a touch of liveliness.

She's very pretty, but unfortunately she has an extra mouth, and that mouth doesn't accept sweet talk.

“Mebius, sometimes I don’t understand which one is the real you. At least last night you were just like an ordinary person.”

"Is it Alicia's 'true self' trick again?" The woman didn't look up, her tone carrying a hint of seriousness. "Learning to adapt to the environment is also part of evolution. Adjusting different personalities according to the other person can make everyone more comfortable, but the core purpose cannot change."

That's the truth. Ryan wanted to complain about where it felt comfortable, but after thinking about it carefully, well, it was more comfortable than when she was learning from Alicia.

He is a very smart man. He treats others with sincerity and expects others to treat him with sincerity in return. Möbius did cause his blood pressure to fluctuate a bit, but he unintentionally gained their trust.

Without prolonged contact or shared experiences in daily life, and since Ryan isn't some useless person who can't resist women, why would he give her any clues?

"Do you think that we've already established some kind of trust relationship?" Mebius suddenly asked. She was also very emotionally intelligent, but she disdained to use it on ordinary people.

"Yes, you've helped me, and I'll help you too. For example, last night, if I didn't trust you, how could I have fallen asleep?"

"Sounds like a friend?"

"We've been friends for a long time."