“Thank you!” Unexpectedly, Elysia noticed his movements.
Gwyn moved his lips, silently expressing his thanks, and returned the same smile.
Not clinging to the girl’s gentle massage, Gwyn waved his hand lightly, his lips opening and closing, silently saying: “It’s much better, thank you for the massage.” “Hee hee~?” Elysia didn’t insist, just grinned.
Her smile was full of a girl’s playfulness and vitality.
Although she didn’t make a sound, it still made Gwyn feel as if he heard that lively laughter.
The small interlude passed, and Gwyn closed his eyes again to continue checking his harvest— “However, there shouldn’t be anything else worth looking at.
The most heavyweight Death Authority has already been seen…” Although he thought so, for the sake of avoiding omissions, Gwyn still read to the end.
Most of them were things where the progress bar was still several decimal places away, and he couldn’t even understand the entries; they were probably technical terms written by Zandaer when programming.
But until the end of all the entries, Gwyn found that he seemed to have thought wrong.
A piece of special information caught his eye, and its content made him subconsciously clench his teeth— “Special record intercepted and retained: Light Era 3123, [Castorice] arrived at Sticoxia early for unknown reasons, passed the [Death] trial to become a demigod, movement authority uninstalled, and embedded in [Coordinate: Underworld], with no other actions until the cycle ends.” Through the text in his field of vision, Gwyn seemed to see the lonely girl who accompanied death arrive at Sticoxia all the way, struggling through the trial of death, harboring responsibility for the world, and imprisoning herself in the Underworld early on, until the end of the world.
At this moment, the urge to enter Amphoreus again was incredibly urgent!
“Senior Bianka, do we really not need to go and check?” In the office not far away, Klein looked hesitantly at Bianka, the senior who recommended her to come here.
“Hmm, Klein, didn’t you say that the last time the Doctor sent you a message, she said not to let us into the ward?
Since the patient is fine now and the Doctor is asleep, let her have a good rest.
From then until now, she has only slept for a little over three hours.” Bianka nodded with a smile.
It was she who pointed the way for Elysia not long ago.
“But if you want the Doctor to rest, why let Miss Elysia enter the ward?” Hearing this, several question marks seemed to pop up from the messy hair on Klein’s head— “That Miss Elysia is an extremely lively person.
If she goes in, the Doctor definitely won’t be able to rest, right?” “…” “The Doctor locked herself and the patient in the ward and told you to cut off contact.
I’m always a little worried if I don’t take a look.” Bianka smiled and put her hand on Klein’s shoulder, gently shaking this sleepy junior— “And the Doctor only told you and me not to go in; Elysia is not included.
Besides, although she is very lively, she is also very understanding.
Seeing the Doctor sleeping, she definitely won’t wake her up.
Taking a step back, if she really wakes her up, wouldn’t it be better to let her go back to the lounge and sleep on the bed?” “Oh…” Klein, who had just asked subconsciously, felt it made some sense and nodded.
“Alright, you’ve been busy all night too.
Go and rest.
Leave things here to me.
I’ll call you if necessary.” Bianka didn’t give Klein time to continue thinking and pushed her into the lounge next door— “Get a good sleep; being young is no excuse for staying up all night like this.” Closing the door, Bianka let out a soft sigh, her expression turning somewhat grave.
Compared to Klein, she had been working by Mobius’s side for over a decade and understood this brilliant and talented doctor far better.
In the ward…
or to be precise, something special must have happened to the young man who had been tortured into amnesia by the experiments, which was what led Mobius to make such a decision.
Bianka wanted to believe that Mobius was a principled person, but often, principles were broken by an inadvertent impulse.
She did not want Mobius to truly become the demon scientist of rumors, which was why she had let Elysia, who loved to hover around Mobius, enter the ward to investigate the situation.
Since the patient, Gwyn, was fine now, and Mobius had merely fallen asleep from exhaustion, it was naturally a happy outcome for everyone.
But…
“What exactly happened in the ward last night?” Perhaps sensing Bianka’s confusion, or perhaps because of the “restlessness” of the “body pillow” in her arms, Mobius’s eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she let out a lazy hum, shifting her body uncomfortably due to the awkward position.
Even though his right arm had gone numb, the faint sensation still caused Gwyn to instinctively look at Mobius.
Elysia, who had been quietly watching the two, followed Gwyn’s gaze and realized Mobius was about to wake up.
Her eyes lit up instantly as she aimed her phone camera at Mobius.
Sensing that the “pillow” in her hands didn’t feel quite right, Mobius opened her sleepy eyes in confusion, only to be met with a phone camera lens.
Before Mobius could react to what was happening, the lens moved away, and a small pink head popped into her field of view— “Ta-da!
A morning photo of Dr.
Mobius, a style completely different from her usual one, isn’t it~?” Looking at the photo of Mobius, who appeared full of lazy sleepiness with not a hint of her usual sharpness or seriousness, Elysia said with a giggle.
“Elysia!” The familiar voice made Mobius realize instantly who had arrived, and she immediately stiffened her face, looking toward Elysia.
“A beautiful day begins with a beautiful encounter.
Good morning, my dear Dr.
Mobius?” Elysia put away her phone with satisfaction and said to Mobius with a giggle, completely ignoring the gaze from Mobius that would have made a normal person’s blood run cold.
“…” Ignoring the seemingly stiff atmosphere between the two, Gwyn unobtrusively pulled back his arm and gently moved it under the blanket—it hadn’t felt like much while being pressed down, but now that he had pulled it out, it felt somewhat damp and hot.
“Why are you here?” Mobius also felt an inexplicable chill on her chest.
As she casually straightened her clothes, she looked at Elysia with an unfriendly expression—this immature idiot Elysia might just be annoying, but her arrival might also imply the intentions of others.
Mobius had just made a peculiar discovery regarding Gwyn and did not want to be disturbed.
“I came to visit you and Gwyn the very first moment I got out of confinement; I didn’t even have time to eat breakfast today.
Mobius, you’re going to make me sad like this.” Elysia was already familiar with Mobius’s cold words and took them completely to heart, her small white-socked feet tapping nimbly on the floor as she leaned in close to Mobius, grinning.