Humans are in chaos, despicable outsiders.

"?"

"Klein... activate the anti-gravity module—you float up and see."

Being unfamiliar with the place and the people, and knowing nothing about New York, the home of Anti-Entropy, Möbius was surprised by the nonchalant expressions of the locals and gave instructions to Klein in his arms.

"Uh, okay, Doctor—"

As she wished, Klein broke free from Mebius's embrace and floated above Mebius's judgment, looking at Mebius with a somewhat confused gaze.

This time, Klein and Möbius's behavior did attract a lot of attention, but they quickly turned their heads away... seemingly just curious, but not surprised...

"Klein...they seem to accept you quite a bit...but they shouldn't have seen an armored doll before...?"

Möbius's tone carried a hint of confusion, as if he didn't quite understand why the people of this city seemed so unsurprised by Klein's behavior...

"Perhaps they've seen something similar, Doctor—after all, we don't understand this era...?"

"So, in this era, or rather, in this city, there are things like armed dolls or something similar? Hmm—how do you pronounce the name of this city again, Klein?"

“New York, Doctor—the city is called New York, and it seems Mr. Grey Serpent mentioned that the Anti-Entropy organization is also located in this city.”

Klein pointed to the tallest building among the towering structures, where a huge, reclining "S" logo was displayed.

"Anti-Entropy... I heard Gray Snake mention it; it's an organization made up of scientists...?"

Möbius fell into deep thought again, seemingly having come up with some new and bold idea...

.....

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"Ha—North America...what a familiar place. I hope this unannounced visit won't get me a few punches from my old friends."

The blond man in the white suit, his emerald green eyes surveying everything before him, took a deep breath...

Then he found himself in the same predicament and dilemma—where to find the Herrscher of Domination and get her to hand over her core obediently...

The pensive man didn't stop walking like Möbius, but continued straight ahead, and then... he bumped right into a green-haired woman...

The two exemplars of flexible human morality, both harboring ill intentions towards the core of the Thousand Lawyers, met for the first time here.

"Um...excuse me, ma'am, are you alright?"

The impact snapped Otto back to his senses, and he pulled Möbius, who had also been distracted and nearly fallen, back from the collision...

[Hmm...this woman has a lot of Honkai energy...and...green hair? It looks natural; this hair color is quite rare.]

[Is that one of the doctors from Anti-Entropy? The intelligence department seems to have mentioned to me that there is indeed an Anti-Entropy executor with green hair... but she doesn't seem to resemble the woman in front of me...]

In their brief encounter, the man had already observed the woman before him, but with some questions remaining, he decided to proceed cautiously...

Mebius, whom he had accidentally bumped into, also cautiously sized up the man before him, offering a fake smile—

"Ah...it's nothing, thank you for your help, kind sir."

"Oh, not at all. It was my fault for bumping into you first, ma'am. I have no right to accept your thanks. I should be the one apologizing to you."

Otto, looking at Möbius with a "sincerely apologetic" expression, was unaware that his secrets had been laid bare...

A body made of soul steel? What kind of monster is this man? But his ideas are certainly audacious...

[And this... the Void Treasury made by Velvet? Wasn't that given away by Sue...? Wait, what about this blond guy?!]

[The descendant of the person Su sent away seems to be named Apocalypse... That golden-haired god mentioned that the only true Apocalypses of this era are her and her father...]

[Is that blond man Otto Apocalypse? Hmph, interesting—I'll see what you're up to....]

Good evening, Night City!

*It's your good friend Stan, here to steal your votes again!

Eternal Paradise: Chapter 423 A Masterpiece of the World: Otto Apocalypse's Second Spring

The two old foxes, one in gold and one in green, were secretly working at lightning speed, but they didn't neglect their outward appearances either. They exchanged pleasantries, one pretending to be a lady and the other a gentleman, politely exchanging names along the way.

Then there was the seventh Roman emperor, named Marcus Salvius Otto, whose name was practically a combination of Caesar and Augustus—

And his friend, Ms. Mebius, who also didn't intend to use her real name, called herself Melcrius, and Miss Henrietta, who planned to cosplay as the Mercury Serpent...

Freshly baked—

.....

"Damn, that's unbelievable! Why didn't these two become a couple?"

Penglai Temple Nine-Shō, who had just sneaked out of the chaotic Entropy Building to slack off, couldn't help but twitch as he looked at the two old foxes in the coffee shop in the distance.

"If that saintess catches him...tsk tsk tsk—"

After munching on the snake, the savior decided to ignore the two guys and go out to find some fun for himself. As he turned to leave the street, Miss Penglai Temple Jiuxiao did not notice the flashing lights that appeared several times at a certain corner of the street.

"Tsk tsk tsk, send it to Mom—"

The email title was "Otto Apocalypse Spring—"

This girl, who knows no bounds when it comes to causing trouble, not only secretly took photos, but also added fuel to the fire by including a suggestive name in the email...

The unfortunate kid hadn't considered his father's tragic future at all...

"My lord, is this really the right thing to do?"

"Aren't you afraid that the saintess of the Kaslana family will smash Mr. Otto to pieces with one punch?"

"Anyway, that old bastard is going to get crushed a few more times—it won't make a difference if he gets crushed one more time, Muni."

Snow Apocalypse, busy editing emails, didn't even bother to look up, replying directly to his apostle.

“…”

"Hiss... I hope the old man and his family are alright—"

With a sympathetic glance at Mr. Otto, who was still scheming with Möbius at the café, the silver-haired little girl, Wuni in disguise, shook her head and turned her attention back to the ice cream her parents had bought for her.

Mr. Otto? Forget it, the ice cream in my hand is more important. It's going to melt if I don't eat it soon—

.....

Achoo—!

The blond man in the coffee shop sneezed violently, drawing the attention of everyone around him...

"What's wrong, Mr. Otto? Is something bothering you? — As a doctor, I might be able to offer some advice."

Mebius sized up the man in front of him who had suddenly sneezed, and began to feign concern for him.

"No, thank you for your kindness, Miss Melclius, but I think someone is probably talking about me—"

Otto, seeing that Mebius was clearly not a proper doctor, and probably not even a proper person, decisively and politely declined her "kindness".

[Hiss—Old friend, what kind of people are you hiring these days? These guys who clearly don't look like proper doctors are more suited to our destiny...]

[Joyce, Joyce, your Anti-Entropy Ethics Committee is utterly incompetent!]

Otto, still unaware of who the green-haired doctor in front of him was, inwardly grumbled about how his old friend Anti-Entropy was now recruiting all sorts of monsters and demons, completely oblivious to the intense desire the doctor had for him to dissect Otto and examine the structure of the Soul Steel Man after being rejected.

"Ahem—So, Mr. Otto, what brings you to New York this time? Judging from your formal attire and travel-worn appearance... you're probably not here for tourism. You seem to have something on your mind?"

Seemingly noticing that his gaze was a bit off, Möbius withdrew his dissecting look and began to change the subject.

“Ah, Miss Melclius, your observation is truly remarkable—indeed, I did not come to New York for tourism.”

"Well... my official profession is that of a private investigator, the kind who's quite well-known around the world—I recently received a well-paid commission to investigate a recent surge in missing persons cases in the area."

Seemingly to create an air of mystery, Otto paused deliberately before continuing:

"It is said that those missing persons all walked into closed rooms and vanished into thin air while being monitored, and an identical wooden puppet was always left at the scene."

"Oh? Identical puppets? Sounds like the same prisoner—"

Mebius feigned interest and echoed the man's performance.

“That’s right, but it could also be a copycat – after all, there have been cases of the same type of disappearance occurring simultaneously in regions hundreds of kilometers apart.”

"Hmm—that sounds like a pretty tricky case..."

Möbius nodded, seemingly having found a solution—

[This generation of thousand Herrschers seems to like this kind of thing... but calling themselves detectives... well, Archbishop of Schicksal, let me make good use of you then—]

Just as Möbius began to consider how to maximize the benefits for the man before him, Otto, who was also having his own agenda, finished getting information out of the Void Treasury he carried with him.

After a series of ruthless beatings and terrifying threats—such as "If you don't talk, I'll dump you with my daughter"—Mr. Otto Apocalypse finally understood who this green-haired woman was.

"So, Miss Melclius? What brings you here?"

"Me? I'm here to have a private academic exchange with a university medical professor named Lewis Hagan—"

Mebius, who had just been pretending to play on his phone while actually sending harassing messages to the Gray Serpent, also obtained the information he wanted from his creation and began to fabricate stories—

[Hmph—anyway, that guy's disappeared, so no one can confront me. And even if they could, having an academic exchange with me would be giving him too much credit.]

"Professor Hauser? I'm sorry, ma'am, I may have some bad news for you—"

Otto looked somewhat embarrassed.

"Oh? What bad news?"

Möbius chose to ask a question he already knew the answer to.

"...The professor you're looking for is the first victim in this series of disappearances."

"Ah... how could this happen—"

Möbius wore a somewhat surprised expression...

"I'm sorry, ma'am, I have some unfortunate news to tell you..."

.....

"Why hasn't Dad dealt with that ancient snake spirit yet? I could write a whole essay about just their expressions just now—"

Snow muttered to himself as he sat on a bench by the street, pretending to read a newspaper. Meanwhile, in his phone's contact list, the contact labeled "Karen's Mom" ​​had 99+ messages.

"Keep it up, Lord Otto—"

I never disappoint when it comes to major transgressions and moral failings.