“So, why come find me so early in the morning?” The man’s dissatisfied voice came from the receiver.
The faintly audible heavy breathing and collision sounds made the old man, who was holding the elegantly designed retro receiver, frown involuntarily.
However, the old man, knowing what kind of person was on the other end, did not question why the other party had started engaging in debauchery in broad daylight, but instead said coldly: “The family’s secret research institute on the Mu Continent was raided and destroyed.
The person in charge failed to handle the loose ends in their haste, and one test subject was sent to the First Research Institute of the Flame-Chasers, and they are still alive.” “Is such a trivial matter worth you coming to find me yourself?” The man’s muscles were tense as his movements became faster and faster.
There was not a hint of worry in his words; instead, there was a touch of suspicion toward his younger brother, “You are the acting head of the family, after all.
Even without using the family’s connections within the Flame-Chasers, surely our own people could handle it, right?
That First Research Institute…
oh, I remember now.
That Dr.
Mobius is quite a distinctive beauty, but it’s a pity she is completely unromantic; she wouldn’t even hold hands to dance.
Plus, her temper is very stubborn; even when the institute was cut down to only three people, she was still holding on.
Could it be that you want to use her as bait to make me go back?
Think again!” “!” The veins on the old man’s forehead throbbed.
“Do you think I am that idle?” Even though he had the urge to curse him out, the old man, knowing that if he did so, the stallion on the other end would definitely hang up the phone immediately, had his chest heaving.
The collar of his exquisite handmade suit was pulled loose— “I mean to say, the Flame-Chasers are getting worse year by year.
It is said that even the Capet families are planning to dissolve this organization.
Does the family really need to continue investing?” “Of course, it is necessary.” Hearing this question, the man, whose movements in front of the large bed did not stop, his long golden hair swaying continuously, had no fluctuations in his blue eyes despite his current actions— “Or rather, the decline of the Flame-Chasers during this period is all for the better.
We can take the opportunity to continue investing and gain more influence—Capet…
I remember the subordinate organization called…
Poisoned Cocoon, the control of which seems to be in their hands?
Since they are retreating, we will take the opportunity to take over this department as well.
It will be more convenient for doing things then.” The man commanded casually.
“Take over the Poisoned Cocoon from the Capets?!” The old man’s blood pressure, which had just calmed down, soared again— “Do you know how much capital that requires?” “Well, anyway, the money is just sitting on the books, so why not take it out and use it.” “But…” The old man wanted to say something else, but only a dial tone came from the receiver.
Bang!
The receiver was slammed onto the phone.
The old man was panting with anger, but he did not lose his composure; instead, his expression quickly calmed down.
As the acting head of the family, he was clearly aware of the absurdity and debauchery of his family’s head.
Casually adjusting his ruffled collar, a thoughtful look appeared on the old man’s aged face— “A guy who has been devastated by experiments and is still holding on to one breath might just kick the bucket on his own in a while.
However…
to be safe, I should send someone over to deal with it.
If it is really brought to the table by someone with ulterior motives, and the person involved points it out personally, it will be a bit troublesome.
But compared to this small matter, the Capet side is more troublesome…” Thinking about getting the command of the Poisoned Cocoon from those old guys made the old man feel a headache; he even somewhat regretted mentioning the Capet family to that stallion to persuade him to withdraw from the Flame-Chasers.
On the other side, Gwyn, who was unaware that he might be welcoming a wave of elite mobs, followed behind Mobius and exited the elevator.
Click~ As the power switch was flipped, some glaring lights suddenly turned on.
Gwyn squinted to look, and what met his eyes were many neatly arranged…
fitness equipment?
“Our institute…
comes with a gym?” Gwyn turned his gaze to Mobius and asked curiously.
None of the few people in the institute now seemed like people keen on fitness, so why would they specifically build one?
Previously upstairs, Mobius had conducted a series of physical examinations on him, confirming that apart from the change in blood color, his body had not developed any organic lesions, nor did it have the Honkai Energy crystals that only appear in Honkai Beasts.
At the same time, the examination also confirmed that the Honkai Energy contained in Gwyn’s body had no tendency to dissipate outward, and would not make him a walking Honkai source.
Just when Gwyn thought the examination was over, Mobius took him here via the internal elevator.
“This is the property of the Flame-Chasers, and the Flame-Chasers is an organization with a strong militaristic character.
The reason there is only this here is because this is a research institute.” Mobius explained casually, found a grip strength tester, and handed it to Gwyn, “Give it your all and see how much you can get.” “Okay.” Gwyn, who also happened to want to see what his current strength was, took the grip strength tester, exerted force with his palm suddenly, and the reading increased sharply, suddenly…
“How much?” Mobius, who was bending over to look for other equipment, asked.
“0” “What?” Mobius turned her head suddenly and looked at Gwyn in disbelief—even if he didn’t produce data for a super soldier, it couldn’t be zero, right?
“To be precise, it didn’t display anything—it must be out of battery.” Gwyn turned the grip strength tester around to show Mobius.
“You!” Mobius glared at Gwyn, annoyed, and tossed a few batteries to him.
However, although she seemed a bit angry, the excitement in Mobius’s heart actually calmed down a bit because of this—Gwyn pointing out that the grip strength tester she took out was out of battery made Mobius realize that her state was not quite right and needed adjustment.
To be precise, after seeing the blood test results and discovering that the Honkai Energy in Gwyn’s body had not disappeared, but was coexisting harmoniously with him in an unknown way, Mobius’s heartbeat had accelerated involuntarily— If humans could safely store, and even utilize like an extension of their own arm, Honkai Energy—this energy discovered only in modern times—then it was foreseeable that individual human performance would see a leap-style improvement!
And this also meant the possibility of her long-cherished wish being realized.
How could she not be excited?
After this small episode, Mobius, having adjusted her mindset, made no more mistakes, and one by one, the basic data points were measured.
“Doctor, what level am I roughly at now?” Seeing that Mobius had no intention of leading him to the next item, Gwyn, estimating that the testing was finished, asked curiously.
Comparing it only to the data he had tested at school in his previous life, Gwyn could determine that his current physical fitness had become much stronger, but he could not yet determine exactly what level it was— He was, after all, just an ordinary person before he transmigrated; he had not paid attention to and did not know what level professional athletes were at, or what level elite soldiers were at, but Mobius should know very well.
“…” Looking at that heroic face, flushed from the recent exercise, the corners of her mouth curled up.
She suddenly felt that this optimistic kid was exceptionally pleasing to the eye, but the words that came out of her mouth were not polite at all— “The level where you would be knocked down by one punch from Elysia.” “…” Hearing Mobius’s answer, Gwyn was not disappointed.
He wiped his sweat and smiled, “To think that just as my symptoms have started to improve, I can already be compared to an elite soldier like Elysia; does that mean the results are pretty good?” It is well known that although Elysia is a beautiful girl, even before she realized her own identity, she was a powerful warrior who joined the Flame-Chasers on the front lines and played an important role in the battle against the Second Herrscher.
And before Kevin became a MANTIS, and even until he equipped the Judgment of Shamash, Elysia was probably the highest combat power of the Flame-Chasers.
“You really are like her…” Mobius, who had intended to dampen Gwyn’s optimistic attitude to prevent him from getting carried away later, could not help but twitch the corners of her mouth upon hearing this, not knowing whether to be serious or to laugh— “No wonder you two could hit it off the moment you met.” In Mobius’s memory, the last person who could interpret almost everything as a compliment was Elysia…
and only Elysia.
“It’s mainly because the Doctor certainly wouldn’t say things without a reason.” Gwyn smiled.
“Hmm, objectively speaking, your test results today are very good—especially for a patient who was still running a high fever last night, had been bedridden for over half a month, and could only get out of bed today…” Mobius folded the test results in her hand and put them into her pocket.
Seeing Gwyn covered in sweat, she lifted her white coat, took a handkerchief from her own pocket, and handed it to Gwyn with some reluctance— “Here, borrow it.” “Thank you, I will wash it and return it to you later.” Gwyn said solemnly while wiping his sweat.
“Hmm.” Mobius did not say “no need,” but nodded in agreement.
“It seems this handkerchief is not a simple one…” Thinking this in his heart, Gwyn’s movements lightened a bit, so as not to damage this handkerchief that Mobius cherished.
“At the same time, if you haven’t forgotten what I said to you in the hospital room, then you should also be able to understand how dangerous your current situation is.” Seeing that Gwyn did not wipe carelessly, Mobius showed satisfaction in her eyes, continued the previous topic, and said with a serious expression.
“Of course.
Although I don’t think my current condition has anything to do with the experiments of those lunatics, this does not affect them linking it together, or even using it as an excuse to demand me, the test subject.” Gwyn folded the handkerchief and put it into his pocket, saying with a serious expression, “For this, on one hand, I need your cooperation, Doctor, to continue pretending that I am not long for this world.
On the other hand, I need to utilize the changes in my body as soon as possible—being able to achieve results far exceeding before just after recovering from a serious illness shows that my changes are not as simple as just my blood turning gold.
After training, my physical fitness should still have a lot of room for improvement.” “Hmm…” Listening to Gwyn’s analysis, Mobius nodded with great satisfaction.
Although it was far from the level that would amaze her, it was already satisfactory enough for an eighteen-year-old youth who had lost his memory after painful experiments to think of these things— “I am going to diagnose you with serious complications that require long-term special treatment.
Taking this opportunity, I will transfer your hospital room to a special floor, and then you can come here to exercise via the internal elevator…
After you go back, I will find some tutorials for you.
If what Elysia said is true, then I will ask her to be your instructor to guide you, so as to avoid you getting injured from improper training.” “Before that, just do some simple exercises…
Follow me.” Mobius said, explaining the routine and precautions of the exercises she was familiar with to Gwyn.
Time slipped away quickly amidst simple instruction and the shedding of sweat.
When a drenched Gwyn returned upstairs with Mobius, it was already one o’clock in the afternoon.
“It’s a bit late.
My fault, I lost track of time.
Fortunately, you’re just hungry and didn’t suffer from hypoglycemia.” The proud Dr.
Mobius decisively admitted her mistake, not forgetting to urge, “Pay attention to the time when exercising in the future.
If you get hypoglycemia without anyone to help, it’s easy for something to go wrong.” “Thank you for your concern, Doctor.” Gwyn smiled.
“Let’s go.
I’ve already asked Bianka to order lunch for us.
It should arrive by the time you finish showering.” The morning’s tests and exercises proved that the changes in Gwyn seemed to be developing in the direction she hoped for, which put Mobius in a very pleasant mood; her steps even carried a lightness not usually seen.
“Alright, Doctor, you should eat with me too.
It’s not too late to rest for a while after eating before continuing your research.” Watching Mobius, whose very back seemed to exude a sense of cheerfulness and drive, Gwyn chose to help her cool down— “I certainly don’t want my savior to overwork herself because of my affairs.” “Heh…
Of course I know the importance of balancing work and rest.” Mobius chuckled, though her words still carried that characteristic insincerity.
To this, Gwyn just smiled and said nothing—as everyone knew, after the Finality cleansed the surface, the only thing left surviving on Earth was the Doctor’s mouth.
However, after the door to the examination area opened, the relaxed and happy smile on Mobius’s face stiffened—someone with pink hair was waiting there, looking forward with anticipation.
“Great, you’re finally out.
Mobius, I thought something had happened~?” Elysia stepped forward quickly and asked with a smile, “How is the situation?
Has Gwyn recovered…
yet?” Her originally cheerful words stopped abruptly when she saw Gwyn’s hospital gown soaked with sweat, and a hint of hesitation and worry crept into Elysia’s originally concerned gaze.
“The situation is not very good.” Mobius, finally remembering that Elysia was waiting outside, quickly put away her stiff smile and said with a serious face, “Although most of Gwyn’s honkai sickness symptoms have disappeared, the situation inside his body has not improved.
The concentration of Honkai Energy in his blood is seriously excessive, and special treatment is required to maintain his life.” “This…
how could it be…” Elysia swayed, unable to help but take half a step back.
The rosy, smiling face that had been full of joy just a moment ago was now devoid of any smile, leaving only a pale complexion as she looked in disbelief at the (hungry) pale-faced Gwyn.
“Um…
don’t just listen to the Doctor.
Look, aren’t I still jumping around?
It’s much better than just lying in a hospital bed, right?” Gwyn looked at Elysia, who was biting her red lips with her teeth and had an expression of disbelief, and smiled to comfort her.
He certainly believed that Elysia wouldn’t harm him, but he couldn’t let Mobius’s good intentions go to waste, so he could only say this much.