The previous sentence is half rejected.
It seems he isn't just some nepotism case.
At least he is an extremely rare person in this world who knows himself.
This alone is better than many of those on Moth Chasing Fire's side who are complacent just because they've come here, thinking they've become Scholars at the top of the pyramid.
Although they are all equally useless, and not even worthy of her specifically remembering their names.
Even though the boy appeared calm and comforting, Mobius saw that the girl, who was as well-behaved and clingy as a kitten, seemed to be angry, her silver eyes somewhat cold and eerie.
Just being stared at by those eyes felt like a terrifying premonition of not living to see tomorrow morning.
— There are definitely already thousands upon thousands of different ways to die.
This is the first time she has seen this so-called unparalleled genius go all out to think and do something.
Now, just because of a sentence of incompetence that the person involved doesn't refute and doesn't think is wrong, she is displaying such power.
Is this the value of the line in the resume that says he has never been separated from Jiang Cheng since coming to Moth Chasing Fire?
Inexplicably.
Mobius also felt a chill down her own back.
It was as if there weren't just three people here, but also a hidden person, who was also angered by her own belittling of that boy.
Someone was holding a bow made of crystal, aiming at her head from eight hundred miles away.
Without waiting for tomorrow, she would immediately die a sudden death.
Strange.
Very strange.
Mobius even suspected that she was suffering from neurasthenia due to staying up too late recently.
Even the highest-level assassins of the Poison Chrysalis wouldn't dare to monitor her, and those politicians wouldn't dare to turn against her because of her accumulated reputation. Even if someone dared to do so, how could they possibly hide it from the monitoring equipment?
Moth Chasing Fire is known as the safest place in the world, even more heavily guarded than Area 51 in the United States.
Unless a Superman pops out.
Like in the comics.
Able to lift huge cruise ships with both hands, push icebergs, fly at supersonic speeds, and use keen perception to avoid all monitoring as much as possible.
Ridiculous.
Simply ridiculous.
If those guys really had the technology to create Superman, they wouldn't be thinking about wooing her all day long, just to extend their lives by a few years, investing heavily every day.
As soon as she refused or didn't want to participate, there were all kinds of annoying gatherings and sugar-coated bullets and threats.
It's as if they can really change something.
"In short…"
"I already know about your matter."
Mobius stretched out her hand, and the fingertips covered by white gloves gently tapped the table.
"Moth Chasing Fire hasn't reached the point of being completely corrupted yet. It just so happens that I have some Honkai Beast research that I can't get to, and I also need to provide some assistance."
"You are still too young to deal with this kind of thing, which is normal. The path those guys are taking is different from that of normal Scholars and scientific researchers, and this also includes you... Mr. Jiang Cheng, the owner of Spiral Workshop."
"I have to admit that, at least for now, you are indeed an indispensable person in this world."
"In some special aspects, you are indeed talented."
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There are illustrations here, which can be viewed after updating the version
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53. Jiang Cheng's Very Clean Room～?
The fact that the boy can rely on this talent, which is limited to the level of ordinary people, to make Vil-V, the world's top genius, a being that transcends the human species, so devoted to him that she is almost being PUAed into a well-behaved puppy.
The gap between geniuses and non-geniuses is very large, and even a slight difference in IQ can make it impossible for two people to have any common language.
Don't say that an ordinary person PUAes a top genius, even it is almost impossible for an ordinary person to be friends with an ordinary genius.
But the boy in front of her, who doesn't seem to have any advantages or strengths, and is no different from ordinary people, simply did it.
Based on this ability, it is almost impossible to find any enemies in the entire world.
In any case, talent is talent.
Regardless of what kind of talent and ability.
The aspects involved in the Moth Chasing Fire organization are extremely broad. Don't even talk about a PUA master, even just a small thief can perfectly exert its effect.
Moreover, what the boy is involved in is not just one person, but also a genius who, even compared to her, is estimated to be not much inferior.
Mobius naturally wouldn't ignore it and allow the evolution of human civilization to be hindered by some idiots.
Vil-V is a top genius that even she knows.
Although the truth may not be that simple.
The pale green, snake-like, indifferent pupils looked at the lovely girl who had suddenly become lost since learning that no one would hinder them next.
Even her eyebrows and eyes drooped slightly, and she was just biting her lip pretending, feigning that natural attitude.
She is probably going to roll around and cry on the ground in her heart.
— Counterproductive.
Completely counterproductive.
Instead, the boy has met more people.
Instead, the boy has met equally talented geniuses.
Instead, her uniqueness has become more diluted... A playful sneer appeared on the corner of Mobius's mouth, and she silently withdrew her gaze.
Heh... Isn't she already being backlashed?
It seems that her technique isn't that great after all...
Even the most intelligent genius in the world will experience a sharp decline in IQ after falling in love, although the greater reason may be a reluctance to resort to any despicable or shameless behavior to truly confront you.
Even this small, ordinary act might place an unimaginable psychological burden on the girl as she carries it out.
Being defeated in this way might bring a sense of relief and pride, rather than just disappointment.
Pride in your ability to easily resolve the matter.
At least for the moment, this trivial matter has temporarily passed.
Although Mobius's reputation has started to decline slightly, some Scholars from other disciplines have begun to call her Demon Scientist.
She has demonstrated some inhumane behavior compared to other Scholars—at least other Scholars wouldn't blatantly encourage people to become experimental subjects.
More unclear, at least most of the Scholars you see still adhere to human rights, basically only using mice and rhesus monkeys for experiments.
But she is still a leading figure in the entire academic community, becoming a top Scholar at a young age, almost unmatched in biology.
If only considering this discipline, there is no one in the world who can compete with Dr. Mobius.
At least before Vil-V devoted her mind to biotechnology, Mobius was the only biologist in the world who could be described as top-notch.
With her help, you quickly resolved most of the related issues.
Mobius is willing to impart some ways to avoid these troubles in the fastest and most efficient manner.
Vil-V also learns very quickly, dealing with those people with an almost innate ease, as if she was born knowing how.
Perhaps due to being closer, Dr. Mobius no longer has to rely solely on hearsay to understand the girl as she did before.
There are now enough opportunities, perfect timing, and your matchmaking to allow the two geniuses to communicate openly.
No longer confronting each other as they once did, appearing as prisoners due to misunderstandings, without the chance to interact with the real Vil-V, only able to talk to a madman with almost no empathy.
As a result, the two Scholars, both treasures of humanity, disliked each other for a long time, and a united and concerted series was even more of a delusion.
Now, the two top geniuses can truly be friends, or at least colleagues, focusing on research and using their talents together.
For top geniuses who can keep up with each other's pace and understand each other's ideas, the answer to one plus one is definitely not just two.
Of course, you strongly support this and hope that Vil-V will make more friends, so you don't have to be together 24 hours a day.
Thanks to this, the time you spend with the girl can also be reduced.
The girl can no longer find a reason to cling to you.
This makes Vil-V a little unhappy.
...Vil-V silently lay prone on the cold desk in front of her, her auburn hair scattered randomly, not even bothering to move it when it got caught, her dirty black dress draped haphazardly over her slender body.
She lay there quietly, the large living Room illuminated by the glaring white light, making it seem particularly cold.
Ding—
The communicator lying flat on the table made a sound.
The girl was silent for a moment, then slowly raised her head from her elbow, her face somewhat haggard, her skin pale and weak, her eyes half-closed, her pupils, as if filled with cherry blossoms, now only showed a drowsy blur.
Beneath her curved, soft eyes, a layer of heavy darkness covered her skin, unknowingly forming an almost eyeshadow-like blackness.
Ah... counterproductive.
If she had worked harder, she might have been able to live under the boy's bed or buy a doghouse, but now she can only live in different Rooms.
Perhaps because she lives under the same roof, she can't blatantly peep or secretly take the boy's clothes as she used to.
Perhaps it was because the way she had presented herself before was too perverted.
No.
Absolutely unacceptable.
It has been a long time since she replenished her Jiangcheng energy.
If this continues, she will completely dry up.
Just being separated for a day, a day without seeing the boy every moment.
Vil-V felt like a fish thrown ashore, exposed to the scorching sun, about to dehydrate and die.
—Unable to be together.
If she deliberately clings to the boy, it will make him unhappy.
Unable to find any other way, and unable to suppress the base desires in her heart, she can only resort to some unconventional methods.
The boy has already gone out and will probably be back in an hour and a half.
If she takes some of his clothes... there shouldn't be any problem, right?
...She can no longer restrain the emotions in her heart.
After gaining more, she is instead covered by greater and deeper unease and fear.
Vil-V finally got up, casually tugging at the dress that was about to fall off, her slender, white, and plump feet stepping directly onto the cold ground, her round and jade-like fingertips shrinking involuntarily—the wet and penetrating chill directly invaded her spine from the soles of her white feet.