Necromancer, but pre-collapse civilization

　Upon hearing Moros's question, Mebius's pupils contracted sharply.

　She clearly realized that although this meeting with Morlos was fraught with great risk, it was an extremely wise choice.

　It seems this little mouse has a lot of interesting knowledge!

　Thinking this, Möbius replied.

　“I don’t know much about these two life forms that only exist in fantasy, but I’d be happy to share my thoughts if you’re willing to listen.”

　Sensing Möbius's emphasis on the word "fantasy," Moros's lips curled into a slight smile.

　"Of course, I look forward to hearing your opinion, Dr. Möbius."

　Before Mebius could speak, Moros made a suggestion.

　"But before that, perhaps we could sit down and talk things over?"

　After a brief consideration, Mebius gracefully nodded in agreement to Moros's invitation.

　So the two of them found two adjacent sofas in the lounge area on one side of the lobby and sat down.

　Although the people around them occasionally cast curious glances, the two of them paid no attention and focused on their conversation.

　Of course, to ensure the safety of the conversation and prevent outsiders from overhearing any conversations that should not be made public, Moros cast a magical barrier made from the level three dark magic [Mind Control].

　This barrier is similar to a "Dispel Idlers" or "Muggle Expulsion Charm," effectively ensuring the privacy of their conversations.

　"What you just did..."

　Mebius stared intently at Moros's hand gesture as he completed the spell, his face showing a mixture of surprise and curiosity.

　She gently mimicked the spellcasting gesture Morros had just made, and then asked.

　"Is this a superpower? Or magic? Or perhaps a new way of using Honkai energy?"

　"As you said, Dr. Mebius, it's just a minor application of the third-level dark magic [Mind Control], nothing serious."

　Moros humbly answered the question from the green-haired snake woman in front of him.

　He then explained the effects of the magical barrier to Mebius in detail.

　Mebius listened intently, her eyes sparkling with intense interest in this supernatural power of magic.

　She felt as if a whole new world was opening its doors to her, waiting for her to explore.

　"Aren't you afraid I'll leak your abilities just because you're telling me so directly?"

　After listening to Moros's explanation, Möbius leaned back on the soft leather sofa, crossed his arms, and asked curiously.

　"You can't be that naive, can you?"

　Having reviewed the information about Moros within the Fire Moth, Mebius knew very well that this boy, who appeared to be only fifteen or sixteen years old, actually possessed unimaginable and terrifying strength.

　That was a force capable of directly confronting the regular army of Mu Continent, and it was the core reason why she came here to meet him.

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Chapter 84 Conversation with Möbius

　In response to Mebius's question, Moros slightly curled the corners of his mouth and asked back with a hint of confidence.

　"Do you know?"

　Mebius stared into Moros's eyes, as if trying to see through his inner thoughts.

　After a moment, she took a deep breath and slowly spoke.

　"It seems you know me very well."

　"I don't know much, but I believe my magic can help you go further on your path to your dreams."

　Moros believed that, given Mebius's understanding of the Firemoth's leadership, she would not reveal the contents of her conversation with him to the Firemoth Council after witnessing magic, a supernatural power she had never seen before.

　"Of course, I might also misjudge."

　However, Moros wouldn't entrust everything to someone else, even if that person was Mebius.

　So he added in a sinister voice.

　"Only

　But by then, I won't be the one regretting my wrong decision.

　Recalling the information about Moros in the Fire Moth database, Mebius knew that the young man's words were not just empty talk.

　"You really know me very well."

　After giving Moros a deep look, Mebius began to recount her views on the two life forms of vampires and liches.

　"Vampires originated from the folklore of the Balkans and Eastern European Slavs. In these legends, vampires refer to the corpses of the dead that rise from their graves to drink human blood..."

　Moros listened intently to Möbius's story, his eyes gleaming.

　Although Mebius's lack of understanding of magic led to some errors in her views, this did not diminish her value as a thinker and explorer.

　On the contrary, through Möbius's account, Moros discovered many things he had previously overlooked.

　Her unique perspective and way of thinking opened a door to a new world for him.

　That was a world called science, a world that Moros willingly gave up in order to focus on studying magic.

　Therefore, while Mebius was enthusiastically sharing her thoughts, Moros did not rush to correct her mistakes. Instead, he took out a notebook and began to carefully record Mebius's views on the two life forms of vampires and liches.

　Möbius, who was explaining her ideas, naturally saw the notebook and the quill pen that had appeared out of nowhere, but having already prepared herself, she did not show any further unusual reaction except for a slight contraction in her pupils.

　When Mebius finished her narration, she stared into Moros's eyes and asked a question that went straight to the point.

　"So, do you intend to become a vampire or a lich?"

　With Mebius's intelligence, she wouldn't see Moros's questions about vampires and liches as a simple test.

　Combining the magic that Moros had demonstrated to her with a bit of extra thought, Mebius could see that his plan was quite reasonable.

　"Dr. Möbius, which life form do you think is better, humans or vampires?"

　"hehe."

　With a light laugh, Mebius gave a reply that made Moros take notice.

　Why must humanity be confined to one form?

　"Dr. Möbius, you really do surprise me time and time again."

　Making no attempt to hide his admiration for the person before him, Moros summoned a vengeful spirit in front of Mebius.

　Immediately afterwards, he opened a demiplane passage no bigger than a human head and took out a small jar called the "Wraith Jar".

　"Dr. Möbius, would you be willing to accept my gift?"

　The vengeful spirit holding the [Vase of Vengeful Spirits] was ordered to float to Mebius's side, and Moros smiled as he looked at Mebius.

　As he surveyed the chilling vengeful spirit beside him and the mysterious [Vengeful Spirit Jar] in its hand, a smile crept onto Möbius's lips.

　People often say: Every gift that fate bestows has a price already marked in secret.

　Mebius looked directly into Moros's eyes and asked, word by word.

　What do you want from me?

　"Your knowledge, your mind, your skills, and..."

　Gazing into Möbius's gradient pupils, Moros's voice was firm and powerful.

　"Your dream."

　As a veteran captain, Moros was certainly aware of the power of the fusion warriors.

　To say that he had no interest in the powerful force that could be obtained with just one [Fusion Warrior Surgery] would be a lie.

　But before meeting Mebius, Moros had no intention of going to perform the [Fusion Warrior Surgery].

　Surgery means risk, but it also means trust in the surgeon.

　Clearly, it was unrealistic for Moros to entrust his life to someone he had never met.

　More importantly, now that magic is the only way to reach the realm of the gods, why would Moros choose the arduous path of the fusion warriors?

　But now, the situation is different.

　If we could get Möbius's assistance, then...

　It became possible to combine the High-Rank Vampire Conversion Ritual with the Fusion Warrior Surgery to create a completely new life conversion ritual that surpasses both.

　Of course, such a deep collaboration is obviously not something that should be proposed at the first meeting.

　Therefore, Moros decided to first offer Mebius a grant to demonstrate his sincerity.

　He hopes that this approach will lay a solid foundation for future in-depth cooperation.

　"You want me to work for you?"

　Holding the [Vengeful Spirit Jar] in his hands and playing with it, a playful smile appeared on Mebius's face.

　"Hiring me won't be cheap."

　"I don't have that idea yet."

　Meeting Mebius's probing gaze, Moros spoke without any concealment.

　"the present"

　I do not yet have the need or qualifications to hire you, but I hope that one day in the future, when I possess such qualifications and have the need, Dr. Möbius will consider my invitation.

　Moros's voice was full of anticipation and confidence for the future.

　Having a demiplane, which almost guarantees survival through the end of the world, he certainly has the right to say such things.

　However, in Mebius's eyes at this moment, this confidence was questionable.

　After all, although the First Herrscher performed exceptionally well, people of this era would not understand the power of the Herrschers who descended later by using Him as a standard.

　As for that inevitable end, even Möbius, the most outstanding scientist of this era, had no definite concept of it.

　Therefore, although she admired Moros's ambition and determination, Möbius ultimately chose to accept Moros's gift without giving a definite answer.

　Moros didn't care about this.

　In his view, today's gains were already substantial enough.

　As for inviting a wise man like Mebius who could lead an era, isn't it normal to fail the first time?

Chapter 85 Three Parties

　After watching Mebius get into the car driven by Klein, Moros returned to the hotel's presidential suite.

　He had no intention of lingering in this extremely luxurious suite. Without any hesitation, Moros walked straight to the demiplane passage that emitted a faint blue light and stepped inside without a second thought.

　Moros gained a lot of inspiration from his previous exchange with Mebius.

　At this moment, he couldn't wait to put these valuable ideas into practice and explore new possibilities on the path of magic.

　These inspirations may not yield much substantial result, but Moros believed that as long as he conducted enough magical experiments, he would eventually gain something.

　Putting everything else aside, there will definitely be plenty of experience points to use to level up.

　At Moros's current level (level 25), the experience points that meditation alone can provide are quite limited.

　To further enhance his strength, besides studying the knowledge stored in the magic guild, Moros had only two options left: one was to gain experience through combat, and the other was to conduct magical experiments.

　With the monster armies in the demiplane being wiped out time and time again, and the Honkai events on Earth not happening frequently enough, conducting magical experiments is now the best option for Moros to gain experience points.

　Therefore, despite the fact that magical experiments require a lot of resources, Moros has no complaints.

　Just as Moros was immersed in the sea of ​​magic, Mebius and Klein returned to the First Research Institute.

　As expected, the Moth of Fire Council was already aware of Mebius's unauthorized actions.

　This is not surprising.

　With the surveillance capabilities of modern society, tracking a person's whereabouts is not difficult for powerful and ambitious individuals.

　However, given Mebius's exceptional talent, the members of parliament did not criticize her excessively, but merely inquired routinely about the content of her exchanges with Moros.

　Of course, in addition to this step, the messengers of the Firemoth Council also notified the First Research Institute, as is customary, that a portion of the research funding for the next quarter would be deducted as punishment.

　However, this served as no warning to Mebius whatsoever.

　This wasn't the first time she'd been warned by the Firemoth Council; she was used to it by now.