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This woman must be restrained, her courage is truly beyond that of an ordinary person.
"Experiments are inherently dangerous, so just be well protected. Don't worry about them rushing out. Once the door is broken, the thousands of degrees of heat will burn them into charcoal." Mobius brushed his long hair and said confidently, "As for me, you don't have to worry. My Honkai adaptability has reached S level."
In other words, she is even better than Himiko and can definitely be considered a first-rate fighter.
Ryan shook his head and understood what Mebius was thinking. Some experiments must be carried out in a "collapse" environment, which is more efficient. The tissues in those glass jars are actually alive.
"It seems that ordinary experiments can no longer satisfy you. Tell me what you want me to do."
"Simple." Mebius carefully took out a piece of twisted tissue. It looked a bit like a deformed arm, but its fingers were still trembling, proving that it was not dead.
"Start with the Emperor of Honkai, and open my eyes."
Test me?
Ryan raised his eyebrows, looked around, and made sure there would be no problems before turning his attention to the arm.
"The degree of cell fusion is 75%. The fingertips tremble as if tearing the imaginary space. This is a common attack method used by the Emperor of Honkai." Ryan muttered to himself. His eyes were comparable to the most advanced instruments. He adjusted the frame of his glasses.
"But this is not enough. We need to remove the genetic impurities, connect it to the human circulatory system, and use human will to control this ability. Only then will it be valuable."
Perfect answer, incredible, are you a humanoid computer?
Mebius opened her eyes slightly. These words really touched her heart. She felt that she had made a good deal.
Even though this man has a foul mouth, she can swallow it for the sake of great evolution.
"I know it's difficult, but it won't be difficult for you."
"Don't flatter me. I'll help you take care of these things, but don't ask me for compensation in the future. We're even now." Ryan adjusted his glasses, refusing to be fooled by the sugar-coated bullet.
"Haha, that depends on how much you can help. Don't worry, I won't treat you unfairly. At most, I'll treat you to a meal."
"Bread or instant noodles?"
"Am I that stingy?"
Ryan looked at Mebius seriously, shook his head, and nodded gently: "You are not stingy, but you are a poor bastard."
You are despising me again!
Mebius took a deep breath and had the urge to kick Ryan out. How could dedicating oneself to science be considered poverty? Besides, instant noodles were obviously delicious. I bought a truckload of them specially.
The overall situation is important. The overall situation is important. We can't fight with him.
"Okay, if you do well, we'll be even."
Then I will dig a new hole for you so that you will owe me forever.
Mebius sneered in his heart, but looked very obedient, and his pupils shrank slightly before he made any suggestions.
The purple lightning was reflected in the emerald eyes, and the Honkai energy in the entire laboratory began to activate, just like subjects seeing their king, kneeling before the supreme authority.
Lightning flashed across the arm, cutting off the deformed tissue. No, it decomposed it, breaking the links at the atomic level, and then peeling off the impurities like peeling an egg to purify the genes.
This is......
There is no doubt about it, this is the authority of the Third Herrscher. He really did obtain this power as I expected.
How did you do that? Why can't I detect it?
Mebius' mind was full of question marks. If Ryan had shown her the treasure map at first, then when he dug the ground with a hoe, he found gold all over the ground.
Her body was trembling slightly, her excitement reaching its peak. She recalled her research on the corpse of the Second Herrscher, and her doubts about Alicia were still crystal clear at that time.
"Why should humans be restricted to one state and not be as powerful as Herrscher?"
At this moment, the question was answered. He possessed the heart of a man and the authority of a law-abiding person. He used humanity to control the power of destruction. What answer could be more perfect than this?
I originally thought that evolution meant giving up some things in order to gain other things, but I didn't expect that I was wrong. It turns out that perfect evolution really exists, and one can move towards immortality and infinity without giving up anything.
Mebius felt that the man in front of him was shining, and he had never looked so good before.
Snake-like greed emerged. As a perfectionist, she looked down on defective products. And because of Ryan, all her previous ideas became defective products.
The stage of the future, the path of evolution, is right in front of us.
Ryan was very focused, training his control over electromagnetic force at a microscopic level, but even so he could feel the burning gazes beside him.
It seems that this was a bit too irritating for Mebius?
This thought flashed through his mind, and then he chose to ignore it, which was also the result of careful consideration.
The reason why I came to help her, besides completing the fusion warrior plan as soon as possible, is not to give her peace and safety. It can kill two birds with one stone and fully exercise the use of authority.
As for Mobius's strange appearance, he was not worried. Not to mention that the two of them were friends who had known each other for a lifetime, this woman was very rational and would not dare to turn hostile. If he guided her skillfully, she might gradually become obedient.
"If fate could be copied, I would take you on the journey, but unfortunately it can't be copied, so I can only whet your appetite for a while."
Ryan smiled sinisterly. Mebius was also exploring the unknown. He decomposed, purified, and integrated for several hours. He stopped only when he became mentally exhausted.
"It's done. Extract the genes in this hand and make a copy of them. Inject them into a living body as the original body and see what the effect is."
On the operating table, the arm had completely changed its appearance. Apart from the long and black nails, there was nothing abnormal.
This is a woman's hand. It has nothing to do with deformity or mutation. Instead, it looks extremely perfect.
"Hey, are you listening to me? Look at my hands. Why are you looking at me like a nympho?" Ryan's mouth twitched. This gaze has been staring at him for several hours, making his scalp tingle.
"That's not important anymore. Do you know what I want to do most?" Mebius didn't even look at the operating table. He just licked his scarlet lips with his tongue.
"I really want to eat you."
Chapter 5: This leg, I play K every year
Ryan felt that he had miscalculated again. The treatment plan tailored for Mebius seemed to be quite useful. At least there was no mention of studying the corpse of the Herrscher again.
But on the other hand, she seemed to have developed a new symptom. For more than half a month, his scalp was numbed by her aggressive gaze. Ryan even slept with one eye open, for fear of being tricked by her.
But apart from the look in his eyes, Mebius was normal as usual. He didn't act overly affectionate, nor did he try to seduce her. He even quarreled less often.
She just observed silently, and became more and more curious.
As for the 'Fusion Warrior Plan', there is nothing much to say. It is equivalent to Mobius having an assistant with plug-in level. If the progress cannot be accelerated, she will be a pig-brained person.
Possessing authority, destiny, and first-class theoretical knowledge, Ryan is, in a sense, better at doing specific research than May. At least he is physically strong enough to work continuously day and night for several days before taking a short break.
Trial and error, correct, extract, copy, and continue trial and error.
Research is boring and makes people become like machines, but it is not as simple as tightening a screw. Occasionally, a flash of inspiration and slight adjustments to the gene fragments can save a lot of time.
Gradually, the two formed a tacit understanding. Mebius was responsible for adjustment and guidance, and Ryan was responsible for operation and extraction. Even if the experiment was wrong, it was enough to win the Mu Continent Biology Award.
Ryan even fell in love with this feeling. The 55 mutated pairs of chromosomes, eight bases, and hundreds of millions of gene fragments, every adjustment meant the unknown, and then through repeated experiments, this unknown was turned into the known.
There is no need to pursue it deliberately. This is the instinct of a traveler on the journey of destiny. Constantly repeating ideas and concepts, exploring the unknown, understanding the truth, and connecting to the future.
He immersed himself in exploration, absorbing Mebius's knowledge, and later on, he was able to make genetic adjustments independently.
Everything was great, Ryan got used to this kind of life. It was so nice down there, no one would disturb him, the facilities were complete, and when he got tired of research, he could play games to relax, or even update his novel.
Mebius was poor, but he had plenty of instant noodles and instant coffee, and Ryan was not a particular person.
Of course, you still have to keep one eye open when you sleep, and boys have to learn to protect themselves when they go out.
“It feels a little weird, but this is everyday life.”
After uploading a chapter, Ryan turned on the computer and discussed the future plot with his book friends. He comfortably put his feet on the table and swung his coffee cup.
The metal ceiling and the flashing electronic lights all around gave it a unique feel. He could even spare some time to think about the plot of the novel.
It’s time to write about the Sixth Apostle. It’s easy to write about a monster-slaughtering fleet, after all, I’ve seen it before.
He laughed at himself, and in his palm there was some purple lightning, which was compressed and condensed like a small knife. This thing could really cut iron like mud, and it could even cut the deck of an aircraft carrier like tofu.
I became a monster too.
With power in hand, his life level seemed to have been substantially elevated. Logically, he should have become the object of rejection by "humanity", but there was a weirdo who treated him like a treasure.
"Fortunately, Mobius is a smart man. Although he is greedy, he won't resort to violence. If I can make her a Destiny Walker, I will be free."
Ryan took a sip of coffee and smiled unconsciously. As the saying goes, time reveals a person's true character. After spending almost a month together, their trust has risen to a tacit understanding, and it continues to extend from the experiment.
If she could become a destiny walker, 'intelligence' and 'immortality' would be the most suitable. Of course, there is still some gap between her and Mobius and the group of perverts in the Black Tower Club.
It should be the shackles of the world. According to Mebius's talent and character, he is no worse than anyone else.
Damn it, why do I have so much confidence in her?
Ryan woke up with a start and saw the empty instant noodle bucket on the table. He thought to himself, you want to become a destiny walker with these things? I'd better pay the apprenticeship fee and teach you first.
"Ryan, come help!"
Just as he was thinking about it, Mebius' voice reached his ears, and Ryan quickly extinguished the lightning, otherwise if the woman saw it, she would drool again.
"What are you doing."
He turned around and saw Mebius and Klein grunting as they moved things. Ryan subconsciously walked over to lend a hand, only to find that it was a three-seater sofa.
The fabric sofa was a bit old, but the surface was still clean. The three of them moved it to the center of the lounge.
Mobius wiped the sweat from his forehead and said unhappily, "It's because you have too much to do that you insisted on decorating the lounge. I specially asked Klein to buy it from the flea market."
Ryan was stunned, then he remembered what he had casually said a few days ago about combining work and rest and applying for the renovation of the lounge.
It would be strange if Mebius remembered such a casual remark and was so moved!
"I gave you a full 20,000 Euros in funding, and you got me this piece of crap?"
Twenty thousand euros, enough to buy several of the latest PX5s. He looked back into the corridor to make sure there was nothing else.
Not only did I spend money to help you decorate your nest, but you even dared to embezzle it.
Mebius was shameless and said confidently, "What a crap! This took Klein a whole morning to do. She has three doctoral degrees. It's nothing to let such a high-end talent work for you for just 20,000 euros."
Wow, you are really good at making excuses, and your angle is so tricky.
Ryan's eyes jumped and he held out his hand: "No matter what, you pay me back the rest of the money."
"It's gone a long time ago. I just asked Klein to bring back some of the damaged equipment."
"Didn't you just say that she worked for me?"
"So by the way, you are the subject and I am the object. Haven't you ever taken a class on dialectical philosophy?"
Klein looked at the two people staring at each other, then saw Ryan gritting his teeth as if he wanted to eat Mebius alive, and then looked at the doctor who puffed out his chest and looked like a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water, and raised his hand weakly.