I'm on the Ark, and I start out as Gretchen.

If it weren't for Himer and Saria who stayed by her side through the treatment, Ifrit might have already snapped, shirked her responsibilities, and refused to cooperate.

"Since you want to, then cooperate with my research, little lab rat~ But don't worry, I won't treat you as roughly as those guys did during the day." Having coaxed him to this point, Möbius paused slightly, lowered his eyes, and pondered for a moment before continuing:

"If you're willing to cooperate, I might be able to ease your pain~ So, how about it, will you say yes?"

"..."

This time, after listening to Mebius's words, Ifrit did not agree as readily as before. Instead, she covered her head with her hands and fell silent, with a hint of fear, even terror, appearing in her eyes.

Charmander might not understand many other things, but she clearly understood the meaning of the word "research" that Mebius had just mentioned... This made her instinctively feel fear and dread.

“That’s why I said I’m not good at taking care of children.” Looking at Ifrit, who was lost in her own emotions, Mebius lowered his eyes to hide the darkness and impatience in them, and said in a low voice.

Then, without giving Ifrit any chance to react, she suddenly stepped forward and used her armored fingers to stuff a round object into Ifrit's mouth.

"!"

Ifrit was startled again by Mebius's actions and instinctively wanted to retaliate in self-defense, but... before she could even begin, an indescribable taste spread through her mouth first.

She was stunned on the bed, the fear in her eyes receding considerably, replaced by a hint of confusion.

"Think about it carefully yourself, my patience is limited~"

However, Mebius didn't care about Ifrit's expression at that moment.

After doing all this, she stopped looking at the person on the bed, simply left a casual remark, and went outside to continue searching for information.

After all, what had just happened was nothing more than a minor incident caused by her own wicked sense of humor. Her main objective tonight was Rhine Lab... or more precisely, the Ifrit data and information that the Structural Engineering Department had already collected.

As for whether Ifrit would cooperate with his research or keep it a secret, Möbius didn't care at all from the beginning. Since she came, she must have already made thorough preparations.

Even if the mice are uncooperative, it will only make the process a little more complicated.

"..."

;?;

A while after Mebius left the room, Ifrit finally came to her senses, then turned her head and stared intently through the observation glass at the person busy outside.

Honestly, Charmander is feeling a bit lost right now, unsure how to respond to Mebius's final words.

Because, in Ifrit's view, Mebius's words and actions were full of contradictions that puzzled her.

Although their words and address to her were not exactly friendly, their actions and behavior did not make her feel any malice.

Thinking about it, Ifrit subconsciously pursed her lips, and the refreshing sweetness in her mouth spread again, calming her complicated emotions and soothing her.

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"..."

Only after all the relevant information here had been copied using special methods and everything had been restored to its original state did Mebius finally seem to remember Ifrit's existence and turn his gaze back to her.

Then, what came into view was a little dragon staring longingly at him through the glass.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Have you made your choice, little guinea pig?" As he spoke, Mebius once again used the black mud clinging to the ground to sneak into Ifrit's room.

"……what."

Looking at the "little girl" who had returned to her side, Ifrit opened her mouth as if to say something, but in the end only uttered a meaningless syllable. This couldn't help but cause a trace of anxiety to flash across her face.

"Heh~ I don't understand, little guinea pig. You need to tell me your choice yourself~" Looking at Ifrit's anxious appearance, Mebius's wicked sense of amusement surged again, and then he said "softly" word by word.

"Otherwise, I'll just have to assume you've given up this opportunity, which would be a real shame. To continue being locked up in this place for who knows how long, and to keep enduring those guys' brutal experiments~"

At this point, Möbius paused slightly, then gently touched the corner of his lips and continued, "Besides, we might not even be able to eat candy anymore. Just thinking about it is terrifying~"

"Well……"

Upon hearing Mebius's words, Ifrit tried to open her mouth again, but in her haste she chewed up the remaining candy in her mouth, and all she could utter were meaningless syllables.

"Looks like it didn't work out~ Then let's say goodbye and never see each other again." With that, Mebius "regretfully" shrugged at Ifrit and made as if to turn and leave.

"Don't...don't go!"

Chapter 63 The End

"Don't...don't go!"

Hearing Ifrit's anxious plea for him to stay behind him, Möbius, who was about to leave, curled his lips slightly, and a triumphant smile flashed quickly in his gradient vertical pupils.

Then he slowly turned around and said to the person behind him:

"Hmm? It can actually speak now~ So eager to be my guinea pig?"

"I...I'm not called a lab rat, I have my own name...I'm called Ifrit!" Ifrit corrected him somewhat unhappily after hearing Mebius's words.

Before, she couldn't speak, so she couldn't correct the way someone addressed her and could only accept it. But now it's different; she can speak... and she doesn't want to be called a "guinea pig" anymore.

"Oh dear, you don't like this nickname? That's troublesome~ After all, I really like it~" With that, Mebius turned around and spread his hands at Ifrit with a troubled expression.

"Well……"

Ifrit was clearly taken aback by Mebius's predicament, and a hint of hesitation slowly flashed across her eyes, as if she were weighing the current situation.

"...Well...I've already told you my name, so what's yours?"

After some final hesitation, Ifrit temporarily stopped insisting that Mebius change how he addressed her and instead asked for her name.

"Me? Heh~"

Upon hearing this, Möbius chuckled, then touched the corner of his lips before continuing, "You can call me [Serpent Lord], or [Infinity]~"

"Ugh! This doesn't sound like a name at all, it's not fair..."

After hearing the two titles Mebius used, Ifrit puffed up her cheeks in displeasure, looking quite unhappy.

Although she wasn't very knowledgeable, she could still tell that the two names the "little girl" in front of her gave were more like titles than names.

Looking at Ifrit, who was puffing up in anger, Möbius's smile deepened.

She then maneuvered the machine beneath her forward, looked directly into the eyes of the person before her, and said with a meaningful smile:

"Hehe~ That's fair, after all, I didn't ask for your name. You told me yourself, didn't you? Guinea pig~ Throwing out your chips too early will only lead to losses."

"Humph……"

At this point, Ifrit completely lost interest in looking at the person in front of her. After letting out a soft snort, she turned her face away again.

"Heh~ You're getting angry already? Alright, it's getting late. Since you've chosen to have me stay, then cooperate with me to do some sampling." Möbius paused slightly before continuing his "tempting" tone:

"If you continue to behave well, I might tell you my name when you do well too~"

To be honest, Möbius's patience with children was almost exhausted. If Ifrit, after allowing her to stay, refused the experiments and treatments, she planned to abandon the "gentle" approach altogether.

After all, the mission didn't specify what the treatment and stabilization process would entail...

Mebius's personality and patience did not allow him to endlessly indulge a child for the sake of a task.

"Then... if I cooperate obediently, can you come and spend more time with me?" After hearing Mebius's tempting words, Ifrit was slightly taken aback, and then asked cautiously with a hopeful look in her eyes.

“Little mouse, you have no room for negotiation.” Mebius said “ruthlessly” in the face of Ifrit’s hopes.

But after saying that, she slowly lowered her eyes and added, "However... I will come to check on your health regularly."

"...!"

Ifrit was somewhat disappointed after hearing the first half of Mebius's statement, but after hearing the second half, her mood soared like a rollercoaster.

Before Ifrit could ask any further questions, Möbius spoke up again, saying, "I'll come as needed until you've settled down. Once you're settled, this schedule will be fixed."

"Ok!"

Ifrit was satisfied. She nodded heavily, grasped Mebius's hand, and agreed completely.

"I will cooperate with your... snake."

"?"

Upon hearing Ifrit's address to him, Mebius's expression froze, and a large question mark slowly appeared above his head.

"Little lab rat, don't call me that so childishly!"

"snake!"

"?"

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Ultimately, despite the ongoing debate over the form of address, Mebius completed all the checks and data collection on Ifrit.

However, she never managed to correct the little brat's way of addressing her. To put it dramatically, not only did she fail, but she was also worn down to the point of almost losing her temper.

To be honest, later on, Möbius even began to reconsider the correctness of his chosen method...

If it weren't for her incomplete knowledge of this world and the many things she wasn't certain about, she would have simply tied the person up and forcibly treated them. It wouldn't have been so complicated...

"Heh~ Remember what I just told you, don't tell anyone about my affairs~ Otherwise, I don't know what those people will do to you, and I won't be coming back."

;!

Just as he was about to leave, Mebius turned back once more, his gradient-colored eyes fixed on Ifrit, and he gave her another word of advice.

Although some measures had already been taken to ensure that if Ifrit accidentally let something slip, it wouldn't affect him, Möbius still patiently reminded him again to minimize trouble.

After all, she has a lot to do right now, and she doesn't have a suitable assistant by her side, so she doesn't have the time to deal with such unimportant troublesome matters.

"Okay, don't worry, I won't let you down, Snake, I promise!" After hearing Mebius's words, Ifrit nodded heavily and agreed earnestly.

"I hope so~"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mebius withdrew his gaze, and then, under Ifrit's watchful eye, disappeared into the black mud on the floor and into the room.

With Mebius's departure, the room fell silent once more.

"..."

Ifrit listened to the "silence" around her, stared at the empty, unchanged room for a moment, and then slowly lay back down on the bed and closed her eyes.

At this moment, if it weren't for the sweet candy still in his mouth, the little dragon would have thought that everything he had just experienced was just a dream, or an illusion like usual.

P.S.: I didn't send the novel; I'm just not feeling well and have been having a lot of minor illnesses lately (I'm paralyzed).

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