Honkai Biography

in the laboratory.

Mebius was lying on the cold operating table, like a waste snake. She didn't feel the slightest discomfort. She liked the air in the laboratory. It would be better if this laboratory was hers.

As the weather turned cold, Wutong used a large beaker over a small beaker to warm up some drinks.

Mebius moved his little nose and said dissatisfiedly, "Don't drink in my laboratory!"

"But this is my laboratory." Wutong said nonchalantly.

"It's mine now! It's mine in the future!" Little Mebius was very unreasonable.

"Okay, yours, yours." Wutong perfunctory Mebius as if comforting a child.

"Actually, I don't like drinking either. I just tasted a little bit today, so let's celebrate."

"Giggle~ What are you celebrating? It's just that you treated a dead man a few days ago, so you don't have to think about it? Is such a small thing worth celebrating?" Mebius said strangely.

"No, no, that event is really not worth celebrating. What I am celebrating is that it snowed today. This is the first snow of the year. Ling and the others had a great time."

Mebius turned over on the operating table, leaned on his small arm, and looked at the sycamore tree: "What's there to celebrate?"

"Beauty and romance are certainly worth celebrating."

"Giggle~ Dad Wutong, what are you talking about? Is your brain broken? Let your good daughter give you a scoop~"

Wutong took a sip of wine and frowned. He hated the smell of alcohol: "For us, this heavy snow can absorb dust in the air, purify the air, and beautify the environment. For the people at the foot of the mountain, snow can increase the atmosphere. Humidity, moisturizing the land, alleviating drought conditions, can also kill pests, reduce the incidence of crops, and increase yield. In short, auspicious snow!"

Mebius said: "Yes! Yes! This heavy snow will freeze many people to death, and it is easy to cause snow disasters and collapse their dilapidated houses!"

While the rich wine and meat smell, the road with frozen bone.

Wutong carefully savored the taste of bitter wine flowing down his throat. At this time last year, he had already seen the power of snow on the world.

Mebius seemed to see Wutong's thoughts: "Haha~ Dad Wutong, I didn't expect you to be quite sentimental."

"It's just an instinctive emotion that comes from seeing beauty and sadness as a human being."

Mebius seemed to have heard a particularly funny joke: "Giggle~ Are you worthy of being called a human? Papa Sycamore? You are like me, more like a snake, a sinister and vicious snake. Still emotional? You have emotions Is it this kind of thing? Oh~ my poor little sycamore has no emotions, you are really pathetic~ You are even more pathetic than me, you won’t be angry when people mock you so much~”

Wutong smiled and said, "I'm really not angry, but I will pretend to be angry and teach you a lesson, this disobedient little snake."

Mebius was not afraid either, and continued provocatively: "Haha~ will you only use force to threaten a harmless little cutie like this? It's really rude~"

"What I learned from Sakura, things that can be solved with force are often very useful."

"That's right... that's right..." Mebius tentatively said, "Good dad, tell me~ How did you find out that they were coming? I think it's well hidden, I didn't touch your guinea pig, and I didn't. You didn't use this laboratory, and you didn't steal food from the kitchen, so how did you find a little snake in the shadows?"

"Small?" Wutong looked at Mebius up and down and said with a smile, "Haha, it's really small."

Little Mebius hugged him and said coquettishly, "Aiya~ Dad is really a pervert. He is a child now. Did you learn this from Granny Ying?"

"It seems that Sakura is still light on you. You are no worse than Sakura in terms of being careful."

Mebius didn't seem to hear that Indus deliberately opened up the topic.

"I don't want to treat the dead anymore, it doesn't make sense." Mebius said suddenly.

The dead can hardly be cured, because the individual of the dead is different, it is difficult to mass-produce the medicine to treat the dead.

Most of the related anti-Houkai medicines are to neutralize or eliminate the Houkai energy in the human body. This type of medicine has been around for a long time, and Indus will also do it, but it cannot treat the dead. It can only rescue those infected by the Houkai energy. Humanity.

"I think it makes sense."

"Where does it make sense? It will only be a waste of my talent and time. Dead soldiers, hehe, people without talent will become dead soldiers. Talented ones are called Herrschers. Even if the dead soldiers are cured, what are they going to do? Use? Can they fight Honkai? No."

"The dead are not our tools. We are not using the dead to fight against the collapse, but to redeem the world." Wutong dried up the wine in one gulp.

"Hehe, redeeming the world? You are really great! But, that doesn't seem to be my duty." Mebius stretched out his just-connected leg and said with a sinister smile, "However, it is not impossible to have someone treat the dead. Now give you a chance, you just have to surrender to me, kneel in front of me, hold up my cute little feet, and savor it carefully. Then, it's not that I can't consider the servant's request. After all, people are not like you, but I am Very generous. How is it? Do you want to think about it? This is a reward for you."

"Your legs are ready, right?"

"Hehe~ What's the matter? A hero who is determined to redeem the world, can't even do this? What is a little humiliation for a hero? What's more, you may not feel humiliated!" Mabby Uston took a moment and continued to mock, "I see, you will say, huh, it's really hypocritical."

The parasol broke Mebius' leg again.

In fact, if Mebius really devotes himself to treating the dead, and invents a mass-produced medicine that can treat the dead, then Indus doesn't mind giving up his dignity.

But obviously, Mebius was just teasing Wutong. Even if Wutong really surrendered, Mebius would not follow his wishes.

"Uuuuu... You're a bad dad, I'm going to tell my mother that you hit me!!" Mebius touched his tears while picking up his legs, looking pitiful.

Mebius has a lot of drama.

Wutong ignored her, sat on a chair, looked up at the lights on the ceiling, thoughtfully, and seemed to be thinking about how to convince Mebius.

Although Wutong and Mebius were in the laboratory today, they were actually on vacation and did not engage in research. They were just used to staying in the laboratory.

After half an hour.

Wutong said, "You know, Mebius, I'm carrying out the rebel plan. If I can't even save the dead, how can I save the Herrscher?"

Mebius sneered: "Hehe, what does your plan have to do with me? Besides, the dead man and the Herrscher are completely different things. Didn't you save all the waste that eroded the Herrscher?"

"…"

"Mebius, do you think how many talents will emerge in more than 4,000 years?" Wutong said calmly.

"A lot, but what's the use of that? Hehe, they can't resist the passage of time, it's just a flash in the pan."

"What if they fall asleep in a place where Honkai can't see it like us?" Wutong drew out his intention.

"You mean...?" Mebius said uncertainly, "Let them reappear as the Resistance Herrscher at the end of the day?"

"almost."

"Don't be funny, do you know what the finalists represent? They are ants in front of the finalists. It is impossible to bridge the gap between them and the finalists. You have never fought against the finalists. Maybe don't know her that well.

"In the end, you will have the ability to destroy this planet. As my student, you should know the difference between destroying the planet and destroying the human race, right?

"Instead of thinking about using numbers to defeat the final, you might as well think about how to prevent the birth of the final."

Mebius scoffed at Wutong's plan.

"Then what do you think of the stigmata plan proposed by Dr. Mei?" Wutong asked a question that seemed to be unrelated to the above topic.

The Stigma Project is the last road that Dr. May left for mankind 50,000 years ago. Once it is implemented, the entire mankind will face a huge disaster. UU reading www.uukanshu. com

The Stigmata Project is a plan to prevent the birth of the Archangel by dividing all Honkai energy into all human beings and let human beings evolve into a new species.

Stigma is hard to bear.

"It's okay, I don't want to comment too much on her plan," Mebius said.

"As the creator of the stigmata, you must have a deep understanding of the stigmata." Wutong held out Mebius.

Mebius created the prototype of the stigmata.

Mebius caught a hint of inspiration from Wutong's words. She seemed to think of something: "Do you want to... use a small part of the stigmata plan on those sleeping people?"

"That's right, they all have talents who can withstand the stigmata. And the aptitude of the dead man is also very good."

Although the dead man cannot become the Herrscher, the dead man is much more talented than most people. After all, most human beings are not even qualified to become the dead man.

Mebius fell into contemplation, thinking about the feasibility of this plan.

Wutong stood up and walked towards Mebius: "Then, Mebius, my good daughter, are you willing to join my organization again? Help me improve the stigmata, heal the dead, and defeat Honkai together with me. "

"Can I not be willing?" Little Mebius raised his head and asked.

"I am a very democratic person, of course not."

We don't know that the people of Wutong are not democratic, but he must be very shameless.

"…"

"Okay." Mebius was silent for a moment, then reluctantly nodded in agreement.

Wutong stretched out his hand, grabbed Mebius' small hand, and shook her hand with her reluctant expression.

"Then, you are welcome to join my organization - Underworld."