Huh? I'm already given up on treatment??
Ryan was stunned, not expecting Mobius to directly declare him hopeless, and her expression didn't seem like a joke.
"Hehe, you want to scare me, don't you?"
"What's the benefit of doing that?"
"Then you..."
"It's truly hopeless. The wound is too deep. Even if I cut off this piece of tissue, it won't work. Or rather—" Mobius drew a circle around Ryan waist with her finger, speaking seriously: "If I divide you into three pieces from here, and then connect the remaining two pieces, can you live?"
"Of course not, do you take me for a Lego person?"
Her finger was cold and a bit ticklish, but Ryan didn't let his imagination run wild. Instead, he became serious because Mobius didn't seem to be joking. He propped up his head, looking at the ice layer on his abdomen, thinking to himself that it was a good thing he didn't get entangled with the Herrscher of Stars, otherwise, it would have been troublesome if it had ruptured during the battle.
Son of a bitch, truly insidious. In a fast-paced battle, I wouldn't notice these details.
Neither painful nor itchy, that area had lost all sensation, so of course, he wouldn't notice.
"Truly hopeless?"
"Hopeless. You should leave some legacy for humanity." Mobius took off the instrument, threw it on the table, and propped her head, "But medically, it's hopeless. Fortunately, you're lucky. This world isn't just about medicine."
Don't pause like that when you talk!
Ryan wasn't too nervous, this fantasy world didn't even have much use for science, let alone medicine, and Mobius was too serious. If he were truly dying, she would definitely not have this expression.
"A little scared, aren't you?" Mobius climbed onto the bed with a strange smile, her long, black-stockinged legs pressing between Ryan legs, then leaned forward, her finger tracing the man's face, "But don't be afraid, I'll cure you, at the very least, I'll make sure you leave something behind~~~"
This appearance made Ryan a bit annoyed, but also secretly pleased. He had to admit, Mobius in a white coat, wearing glasses, and with a professional bonus, coupled with a deliberate tone, made her even more aggressive.
So, as soon as Mobius hand touched Ryan chest, before she even exerted force, he cooperated by lying down to receive the physical examination.
"Without medicine, what do you plan to use?"
"This is the era of Honkai energy. I already have a plan."
"For example?"
"Absorb this authority into my body and then deal with it."
Ryan eyes suddenly widened, thinking this would be suicide for Mobius, then quickly realized that Mobius had an advantage against the Herrscher of Death because she could revive.
That's a way, wait, no.
"How do you know you can't die?"
"Because I've tried, haven't you noticed anything different about me?"
This madwoman really died before? Ryan wasn't surprised, but being pressed onto the bed made it hard for him to observe. After a careful look, her chest and butt seemed smaller?
"You... seem to have gotten a bit younger?"
"Pfft, I wasn't old to begin with!" Mobius poked Ryan chest hard, somewhat displeased: "Unfortunately, this immortality still has limits."
Her ability was far from "eternal immortality"; dying multiple times would still result in complete annihilation.
"Since there are limits, are you willing to waste one on me?"
If it were anyone else, they would have nodded in agreement, but Mobius was no ordinary person. She slightly tilted her chin and said, "Of course I'm willing. It's just dying once. Maybe I can gain other benefits from you, like breaking through the bottleneck of immortality."
So, are you absorbing the Authority of Death or me?
Ryan was a bit confused when he saw Mobius slowly leaning over him, supporting herself on his chest. In truth, he hadn't made up his mind yet. On one hand, he felt letting Mobius die once was too costly, but on the other hand, he thought it might be good. Then, he heard a muffled "thump."
"Ryan, are you... dying?"
A trembling, almost tearful voice reached his ears. Ryan turned his head and saw Elysia jumping in, obviously having heard the bad news from Hua.
But halfway through her sentence, the pink fairy froze at the doorway. At least in Elysia eyes, their posture was indecent.
Ryan was spread-eagled on the bed, Mobius knees were positioned between his legs, and her hands were on his chest as she slowly leaned down.
"Oh, sorry, sorry, I didn't see anything!" Elysia immediately covered her eyes, making the two frozen individuals snap back to reality.
You... you did that on purpose, didn't you?!
Mobius eyes seemed to be spitting fire. She didn't believe in coincidences at all. This old hag who loved eavesdropping must have been hiding outside the door, coming in at the crucial moment to ruin her good deed.
Elysia, your eyes aren't even covered, and your face is very red.
Ryan also saw that she had covered her face, but a pair of curious eyes peeked through her fingers, even with a hint of encouragement.
As a "shy" young man, Ryan quickly raised his knee and poked Mobius butt. The latter also felt that Elysia was laughing at them, so she slowly climbed down.
"Cough, cough, what kind of look is that?"
"Look? I didn't see anything."
"Take your hands away, your peeking is too obvious!"
"Oh."
Elysia immediately lowered her hands. Although her face was still slightly red, Mobius mouth twitched at her thick skin.
As a lady, you should gracefully roll out and close the door, then go back to your room and cry into your pillow.
She thought this to herself, but what she said was: "This is rigorous treatment, please don't look at it with colored glasses."
"Special tutoring in the after-school infirmary?" Elysia blurted out, then covered her mouth.
Mobius face instantly went pale, then turned red from white. This was one of her biology materials; how did she find out?
But it wasn't the right time to discuss it. She glared fiercely at Elysia: "Go stand aside. I'll help him resolve the danger as quickly as possible. Hand me that energy converter on the left. I'll figure out a way to transfer this energy out."
So you still need an energy converter. Then what was that act of absorbing it with your body just now all about?
Ryan also understood and quickly pushed her away: "Alright, I also have a way to save myself. You don't need to die once."
"Why didn't you say so earlier? Are you shy?" Mobius looked suspicious.
Ryan thought to himself that he really was shy just now. It was all because of her aggressive demeanor that his brain briefly crashed.
"You didn't ask just now, you just climbed onto the bed by yourself. Alright, alright, it was my fault for not making up my mind just now, but in the future, we'll still have to face the Herrscher of Death, and you can't always transfer it every time." Seeing Mobius Medusa-like fury, Ryan quickly changed his wording.
This was both pleasant to hear and logical. Mobius said it was simple, but in reality, the operation was no less complex than a high-precision surgery, definitely impossible to perform on the battlefield.
"Then what are you going to do? What equipment do you need?"
"No need, just a towel will do. You two can just watch from the side."
In such a cutting-edge infirmary, a towel was probably the least high-tech item. Mobius threw one to him, then stood by with her arms crossed, looking very unreliable.
"Ryan, why don't you let Mobius help? I can help too."
"You have the nerve to say that? It's all your fault for looking at people with colored glasses and scaring him."
But your posture was really suggestive just now! If you had given me a heads-up, I definitely wouldn't have come in.
Elysia pouted, as if whistling silently, causing Mobius blood pressure to skyrocket. She wanted nothing more than to pounce on her and fight, but also noticed that Ryan was very quiet, with no intention of interfering. He just stuffed the towel into his mouth and took a deep breath.
What the hell is he doing? Does curing himself require such great determination?
She was a bit confused, but a sudden burst of flame illuminated her snake eyes, and the corners of her eyes immediately twitched.
This, you, surely you're not going to?!
Before she could stop him, Ryan burning hand-blade immediately plunged into his abdomen, slowly stirring up the ice and burning away the decaying flesh along with the authority.
Veins popped on his forehead, and a silent roar escaped from his mouth, which was clamped shut on the towel. All his muscles tensed. Elysia immediately covered her mouth.
"Ryan, he, he, he..."
"Shut up. This is indeed the most effective treatment plan, and also the most unacceptable one. Damn it, does anesthesia destroy perception, making precise removal impossible?"
Mobius muttered to herself. This was like using a scalpel to stab oneself and then precisely scraping away the rotten flesh. It could indeed be used in an emergency on the battlefield, but the demands were too high.
This guy is no longer human; even his pain nerves are crushed. Truly, truly...
"Don't just stand there idly. Prepare nutrient solutions and blood transfusions. Tell that idiot outside to come in and help too." Mobius wasn't just marveling; she turned sharply, connecting various instruments as if treating Ryan like her past experimental subjects.
Excessive concern was useless; only cold and efficient rationality had value. The few of them were in a flurry, and after about ten minutes, Ryan muscles finally relaxed.
The ice was gone, and not much blood had flowed out because such fragile things were directly reduced to nothing by the Authority of Flame. The man leaned against the headboard, his face pale, breathing heavily.
"Don't look like you're attending a funeral. This time is much better than the previous times; I didn't even pass out."
"An ordinary person would have fainted several times by now. Are you made of special material?" Mobius rolled her eyes. If Ryan couldn't handle it, she would still choose the first plan.
As for Hua and Sakura, they were somewhat speechless, their faces also slightly pale. In any case, they couldn't endure such pain.
It required not only courage but also icy calmness; the "scalpel" couldn't tremble even slightly.
Their gazes towards Ryan became strange, yet also filled with admiration.
This man was indeed ruthless enough.