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"What price do I need to pay?" Möbius asked directly.

This is what she cares about most.

"I don't believe in free lunches."

"Uh..." Lu Ze touched his nose, "The bowl of ramen you just ate was free."

"You touched my head," Mebius said angrily.

"What?"

Mebius's seemingly random remark left Lu Ze somewhat confused.

Weren't we talking about the cost?

How did this turn into touching someone's head?

"I mean—" Mebius enunciated each word clearly, "you touched my head, so the ramen bill has already been settled."

Lu Ze was stunned for a moment, then realized what was happening.

So this little girl was settling accounts with him. The cost of a bowl of noodles was settled by patting his head.

"Fine, you win." Lu Ze suppressed a laugh. "There's really no such thing as a free lunch."

"But there might be a free dinner," he suddenly thought, wanting to tease her.

"No means no."

Mebius glared at him fiercely.

Those green eyes were quite round when she glared, and coupled with her still chubby baby face, she really didn't pose much of a threat.

It actually creates a kind of endearing contrast.

"Okay, okay, if you don't have it, you don't have it." Seeing that she was about to lose her temper, Lu Ze quickly raised his hands in surrender.

He's still just a child.

He silently added a sentence in his mind.

Even the most gifted child will still throw a tantrum.

Mebius's stubbornness was exactly like that of an ordinary child who was determined to stick to his own ideas.

"Forget about the consequences," Lu Ze waved his hand. "After all, I killed your father. I still have an obligation to help you."

Upon hearing Luze's words, Mebius was about to retort.

She wanted to say that she didn't need anyone's obligations or anyone's sympathy.

But Lu Ze stopped him by reaching out.

"Don't rush to refuse." Lu Ze looked into her eyes, his expression serious.

"I'm not just doing this to help you."

"As you know, I'm trapped here."

"Is there any possibility?"

"Once your historical mission is complete, that so-called cocoon will no longer prevent me from taking you away, right?"

After hearing this, Möbius lowered his head, seemingly lost in thought.

Seeing her frowning and deep in thought, looking like a little adult, Lu Ze found it quite amusing.

She quickly looked up.

"That is indeed possible."

"That settles it then." Lu Ze clapped his hands. "We've helped each other out, so we're even."

"That's settled then."

"Don't be too happy yet."

Seemingly unable to bear seeing Luze happy, Mebius immediately poured cold water on his mood.

"If you really are a time traveler, then you don't have any identity information from our world."

"You have neither household registration, nor identification documents, nor personnel files. Legally, you do not exist."

"A non-existent adult male with a nine-year-old girl will likely spend the rest of his life in jail in no time."

"Of course, it's also possible that they'll be captured and dissected."

When the topic of slices came up, a hint of excitement even flashed in Mebius's eyes.

This little girl is already showing her fondness for sliced ​​food at such a young age.

But Lu Ze smiled mysteriously after hearing this.

He did not answer Mebius's question immediately, but slowly took something out of his pocket.

It was a mask.

Its texture is unique, as thin as a cicada's wing.

Lu Ze held the mask up to his face and looked towards the basement through the eye holes.

"That's easy," Lu Ze chuckled.

"I can completely replace your father."