I am a hero of the former civilization.

Feeling the sensation of his arm rubbing against her full breasts, Ryan raised an eyebrow, thinking to himself that this Mebius had the face of a mature woman, but was like a little girl trying to show off her favorite toy.

Okay, I'll satisfy your desire to show off.

Ryan also put on an excited look and was pulled in front of the electron microscope. He peered through it and became increasingly focused.

"How about it?"

"The two genes have reached a stable state, and the Honkai factor is no longer corrosive, as if it has been imprisoned. Based on this, it can be ensured that humans will not become suicide soldiers, while still having the ability to control Honkai energy."

Having spent so much time with Möbius, Ryan had also become an expert in biology. He could not hide anything from the lens, so he looked up in surprise.

"you made it."

As her gaze swept over, Mebius couldn't help but smile, her usually reserved face now breaking into a smug grin. She lightly tossed her long hair aside.

"Hehe, this is only to be expected of me. Of course, this is just the first success."

"Preliminary?"

“Well, I need to solve two things now.” Mebius paced back and forth, holding up two fingers: “First, the side effects of the high-ranking Honkai Beasts cannot be completely suppressed for the time being, which will cause some mutations in humans; second, the hypermutation factor is still unstable and requires extremely difficult surgery.”

"I thought that by replicating this factor and giving it an injection, the problem could be solved."

“It’s not that easy, at least not now.” Möbius rolled his eyes at Ryan and continued, “Animal experiments are complete, and preliminary human trials have passed on me…”

"What? You're experimenting on yourself? Are you out of your mind?"

Before he could finish speaking, Ryan had already pulled Möbius over, his brows furrowed, his gray eyes filled with anger and worry. Compared to him, Möbius looked thinner, as if he were being pulled into his arms.

Chest to chest, slightly compressed with each breath, their eyes met. Mebius's green eyes still held astonishment, but upon closer inspection, one could see that the center of her pupils seemed to bulge out like a snake.

Ryan watched as those snake-like eyes went from astonishment to amusement, and then to a hint of mockery, before he subconsciously released his grip on the woman's shoulders.

"Ahem, I'm sorry I lost my composure, but I would be very troubled if you died."

Just a nuisance?

Mebius raised an eyebrow and gently rubbed her shoulder. Ryan had used a lot of force just now, which made her feel a little pain, but this just proved that it was a man's subconscious behavior, without any element of acting.

She savored the feeling from just now; she was in some physical pain, but mentally she felt very satisfied. This illogical contrast made her mutter to herself.

"Actually, it feels good to be cared for."

"What did you say?"

“I say, do you think I’m a fool? Would I dare to experiment on myself without some certainty? I’m not like barbarians like you. Every step I take is meticulously calculated.” Möbius lifted his chin, his expression returning to one of mockery and pride.

This woman really doesn't appreciate kindness.

Ryan gritted his teeth, his expression growing cold: "So, what was the result?"

“I used a special Honkai Emperor as material. Of course, this kind of low-level Honkai Beast cannot satisfy me. I was just verifying the possibility. As for the result—” Mebius covered his face, and the snake eyes peeking out from between his fingers looked unusually eerie.

"This is fantastic! My energy and stamina have greatly improved. I haven't eaten or rested for five days and twelve hours now, and my cellular aging has begun to stop. This fragile body is becoming more and more beautiful!"

Ryan could hear pure joy in her words. Mebius's years-long pursuit had finally taken its first step. If she hadn't been so foul-mouthed just now, he probably would have applauded and congratulated her.

Faster, stronger, and longer—these are all pursuits of Möbius, who is slowly emerging from her cocoon like a butterfly.

"If it possesses intelligence, the Honkai Beast is indeed a perfect creature. It feeds on energy, is free from the shackles of the flesh, and there's something else you might not have noticed: its physical strength has also greatly improved."

Ryan realized that he hadn't paid attention to the force in his haste. Even if it were Sakura, let alone a homebody like Mebius, she would have suffered a fracture.

"Oh, so this is kind of an insignificant bystander to me. By the way, aren't you curious why I was able to break through so quickly?"

Ryan thought for a moment, then tentatively asked, "My vial of blood?"

“You guessed right, you are—” Mebius walked over, his slender fingers brushing across Ryan’s chest, “You are truly an incomprehensible treasure, making one want to devour you whole.”

As his fingers traced his pectoral muscles, a tingling sensation spread through him. Ryan took a half step back, ignoring the subtle intimacy, and instead began to ponder deeply.

It really works? No way, my body tissues have been examined with the most advanced instruments, and they are no different from those of a normal person. In terms of cell activity, they are even inferior to Kevin, this sports student.

He was full of questions. Of course, he knew that some things science couldn't explain, at least not enough for human civilization. For example, Honkai energy adaptability—why was a little girl taller than a muscular man?

The problem must lie in one's destiny.

This was Ryan's only answer. As for why, he didn't know either, because fate is a very subjective thing, and it can't just jump out and explain itself like a system.

'Does fate affect not only the soul but also the body? No, it seems to transcend both, moving beyond the material realm and closer to the essence of imaginary numbers.'

He couldn't figure it out. He came up with dozens of hypotheses but couldn't verify them unless he found a Star God to ask him face to face. And it couldn't be a Star God like Ah-ha who was just having fun, or a Star God like Void who was just giving up.

"Tell me, what's on your mind?"

Mebius suddenly appeared close to Ryan, almost touching his face, causing the man to quickly tilt his head back.

"Oh, so you said that on purpose to trick me into talking, huh? You're really resorting to underhanded tactics."

Tsk, I've been seen through.

Möbius curled his lip and replied with a serious expression, "That's true. I used your blood to cultivate new factors with extremely high stability, and even samples with low Honkai adaptability could have an increased success rate. But when I tried to replicate them, they all failed. Are you some kind of walking treasure?"

"How much improvement?"

"Around 30%, isn't that amazing?"

Okay, now I've become Tang Sanzang (the monk in Journey to the West), everyone wants a bite, so 30% is already pretty good.

Ryan raised an eyebrow: "You think it's unscientific?"

"Of course it's not scientific. You're clearly a person with all your indicators normal, yet you have special effects that arouse people's endless curiosity and make them want to switch bodies with you."

“Brain transplant surgery is useless. I can only tell you that this has already transcended the material level.”

"Could it be a soul?" Möbius's eyes sparkled.

“And above that,” Ryan replied casually. He didn’t know what it was either, just to whet his appetite, and only showed a surprised expression: “I thought you were going to threaten me with something like that.”

This is a weakness he revealed. If the comparative data of the two factors is released, he can forget about dealing with the Honkai. He should just stick to being a good Tang Sanzang.

Fusion warriors are very selective in their selection, and in addition to their combat power, they also have a secondary benefit: an almost infinite lifespan, which is enough to drive the upper echelons of the Firemoth into a frenzy.

"I'm not that brainless. You can't extract many factors from a single vial of blood, and I don't want to turn you into a dried-up human body. All the data has been erased. If you don't believe me, you can check it yourself."

Ryan glanced at the computer, somewhat tempted, after all, it concerned his personal safety, but in the end he shook his head: "No need, I trust you."

In an instant, a smile appeared on Mebius's tense face, as if she was pleased to be trusted by Ryan; of course, she couldn't show it.

"Don't worry, how could I bear to give such a precious child to someone else?"

"Don't try to get close to me, you just set a trap for me." Ryan didn't believe it at all. Möbius was clearly afraid that he would find out, so he told him on his own.

But that's fine too. If he really finds out, I don't know what I'll do.

"So just tell me, even a little bit, and I promise I won't tell anyone." Mebius leaned closer, put his hand on Ryan's shoulder, and gently blew on the man's face.

The warm breath stirred up all sorts of thoughts, but Ryan was already on guard and wouldn't fall for such a trick.

"Come on, you're just benefiting from my help, which has evened things out since you've covered up the whole thing. Unless you can come up with a convincing reason."

Damn it, he's still so stubborn.

Mebius bit his lip, his eyes darted around, and an idea came to him. He slowly placed his hand on his flat stomach.

"Yes, for example, there's something of yours inside me right now. Is that reason enough?"

"Doctor, the data has been prepared..."

Klein, looking like he was cultivating immortality, walked in and happened to see the two of them snuggling together. His gaze swept over the shocked Ryan and the blissful Mebius, finally settling on the latter's hand resting on his lower abdomen.

The girl's brain was racing, as if it had crashed due to the situation. She hurriedly grabbed the documents and ran away, but after a moment, she hurriedly ran back.

Holding the documents, he bowed deeply at a 90-degree angle.

"Congratulations, Dr. Möbius! Congratulations, Dr. Ryan!"

Chapter 93 You may be shameless, but I'm not!

Ryan was starting to get a headache. He found that the more secrets he revealed, the more abnormal Möbius became, like a python that was increasingly strangling him.

The woman seemed to have changed her strategy; if hard tactics didn't work, she would try softer ones, and she was very good at catering to different preferences.

No wonder she could imitate Alicia's tone nine or even eight parts similarly in the Paradise of the Past.

Mebius was good at reading people and, after discovering his interest in stockings, he immediately started to specialize in that skill.

Black, purple, white, tank tops, jumpsuits, over-the-knee, cotton, semi-transparent, horse oil—the variety of colors gave Ryan a deeper understanding of the materials science of human civilization.

Unfortunately, Ryan was already on guard and wouldn't fall for the same trick. Whenever he showed any interest, the woman's eyes would immediately reveal mockery and sarcasm.

It's as if they're saying: You're all talk and no action, how adorable!

No one can control me, and I certainly can't lose face in front of you.

Ryan gave a soft hum and looked out the window. The business jet was flying smoothly in the clouds. The day after returning to the research institute, he and Mebius were going to the Firemoth headquarters in New York for a meeting.

The content involves integrating five research institutes and deciding on key projects.

This was an inevitable outcome. The Herrscher of Thunder not only sounded the war horn, but also demonstrated a cruel truth:

As the strength of the Herrschers increases, the situation has surpassed the limits of human technological level. Unless we obtain some alien technology, the speed of research and development will never be able to keep up with the strength of the Herrschers.

A single mistake can mean the survival of a city, a continent, or even the entirety of human civilization. For those who chase after the flame, this is the obligation they must bear after gaining immense power.

Of course, this doesn't mean that technology is useless, but at least research and development cannot exclude Honkai energy. It should take the utilization of this imaginary energy as its core and be planned in a comprehensive manner.

Resources are important, but time is even more precious.

'Finally, things are on the right track. I may not have contributed a huge amount, but I've saved at least several years of time.'

Ryan tapped the armrest with his fingertips. He knew that the success of this idea did not depend on how many people were killed, but on following the trend and standing on the side of the majority's interests.

Those geniuses above like to fight for power and profit, but none of them are really stupid. Even the purebloods are thinking about how to defeat the Honkai.

There is no distinction between good and evil; all paths lead to the same destination.

"But they are still too arrogant, thinking that the Honkai is only capable of so much. If they don't go all out, they will only regret it later. Hey, can you just go to sleep?"

Ryan turned his head. Next to him sat Mebius, a woman reclining, pulling up and letting go of her highly elastic stockings, which slapped against her fair thighs with a 'slap slap' sound.

"You can tap on the armrest, but I can't tear my stockings?"

"I was thinking."

"I've been thinking about it too. What, can't we make a little move?"