Chapter 261 Brahma (Part 1)

"Click——"

"Hey, Mebiu...I'm sorry, did I come at the wrong time?"

The corner of Mebius's mouth twitched slightly, and she quickly pushed the tall mirror back into the closet. She took off the pink shirt she had not yet put on and threw it back into the closet.

Mikael silently closed the door to the laboratory for her, then leaned on the door frame with a hint of embarrassment, lowering the peaked cap on his head, pretending not to pay attention to Mebius.

But he actually could have lowered the brim of the hat. From his perspective, the current height only just blocked the area above Mebius's chin.

The arm pressing the brim of his hat just blocked half of his cheek. If Mebius boldly leaned forward and raised his head at this time, bypassing this blockage, he would be able to see his other half, which was completely different from the tightly pressed one. corners of lips.

Mikael watched Mebius rummaging around and finally found the green shirt she usually wore, and hurriedly put it on. He pointed at her lower body:

"Don't you need to change into this pink plaid skirt?"

"?"

Poor Mebius, he was caught secretly wearing a cute pink shirt and pink skirt in the laboratory. He tried to pretend that nothing happened, but was exposed by Mikael in person...

The blood immediately surged up, and Mebius' hair exploded... in the true sense of the word - Mebius' long green hair slowly floated under the weak electric arc, and then she drummed at Mikael. He spoke:

"What should I change? I won't change it anymore!"

She picked up the white coat on the side and wrapped it around her body. The white coat prepared for the "largest size" Mebius could not wait to hang down to her ankles when she was wearing it. Of course, it perfectly covered the pink skirt.

"come over!"

After the episode just now, Mebius naturally doesn't feel good about it. She shook her head and walked deeper into the laboratory without greeting Mikael.

Compared with Spacey's laboratory, her laboratory is a lot cramped, mainly because she is responsible for too many projects, each of which requires an independent experimental space. It is finally connected by a circular dark tunnel, and the outermost one is just for rest. Just a room. Of course, it's also Mebius's bedroom most of the time.

In the dim green light, the white and slender bare feet were looming under the fluttering corners of the white coat, almost transparent. Mikael stared straight at the ground and swallowed involuntarily.

Also barefoot, Gratius can be tortured, but Mebius can't be tortured, very good, very good...

"Is there something wrong with you? What are you doing standing still?"

Mebius's urging brought Mikael's thoughts back to reality. He quickly wiped the corners of his mouth with his thumb and followed in two or two steps.

Mebius's laboratory is no longer what it used to be. The passages are very long and the overall space is not much larger than that of the once-abandoned Poison Chrysalis base.

Corresponding to this is the lonely figure of Mebius. Before Klein was taken away by Mikael, there was at least one more voice in the laboratory. Now only Mebius is left.

Not only are we worried about the intensity of Mobius’ work, but with the extensive use of artificial intelligence assistance, it may still be unimaginable for ordinary people to control such a large laboratory and carry out more than a dozen projects at the same time, but It’s not impossible for time management master Mebius to do it.

The most important thing is... can a person really tolerate facing almost all the dark sides of the Fire Chaser in such a depressing space...

I heard that Cangxuan, Danzhu and Blanca learned about the situation here and applied to be transferred back to the First Laboratory. However, when Mei took these applications to seek the opinions of Mebius himself, , Mebius responded with two sentences without mercy——

"If you don't agree with each other, don't conspire against each other, so the two little girls shouldn't cause trouble."

"How old are you? If you come here to get an extra salary, you might as well spend more time with Gratio. If this continues, the child will call Aponia mother."

When he thought of this, Mikael pursed his lips and tried to suppress his smile.

Anyway, the road ahead is still long, and it’s boring to be idle. Just then he remembered Gratitude, so he asked casually:

"By the way, Mebius, what was your childhood like? I've never heard you mention your father."

Her mother, Mikael, had an impression of it and had seen it in Fire Chaser's files. She is also a doctor and has short emerald green hair in her ID photo. Upon closer inspection, this is almost the only difference between her and her daughter.

As for the cause of her mother's death... dystocia.

In addition, Mikael once heard something from Erwin that was true or false - it was said that Mebius could speak the moment he was born.

The first words she said were: "Mebius, is that my name?"

Of course, this statement is widely circulated, and even motivational textbooks for primary school students have excerpted this anecdote. As for whether it is true or false... it is hard to say. After all, Mebius himself has never responded to this statement.

But about her father...even Erwin, who always had a loud mouth, kept it secret.

It’s not that I don’t dare to say it, that I can’t say it, but that I don’t know.

As for Mebius's father's files, they were destroyed by an unknown person.

The destruction method was simple and crude, making it clear that "I did it" without even erasing any traces.

That's why Mikael asked this question. He felt that with the current nondescript relationship between the two, even if Mebius didn't want to say more, he wouldn't be too angry or too sensitive, right?

"snort……"

As expected, she just snorted softly, and the arms folded around her chest suddenly moved. Her right arm was raised and rested on the back of her left hand, while the palm of her right hand slowly pressed against her cheek.

Mikael didn't quite understand the meaning of this action, but he saw that Mebius was in a bad mood, so naturally he wouldn't continue to ask questions like he was trying to die.

For a while, there was only the sound of "pat, pat, pat" footsteps between the two of them. Thinking about it carefully, unlike when they were with Alicia, there seemed to always be more silence when getting along with Mebius. .

After a while, Mebius probably felt that such silence was not appropriate, and took the initiative to talk about the topic:

"By the way, have you ever heard of a myth about the Great Freedom?"

"Not sure."

"Hmph, I thought you would pay more attention to the name of the woman-fused Honkaimon."

"What I focus on is Alicia herself. Besides, I don't have that much time."

"cut!"

Somehow, Mikael himself felt that saying he was idle in front of Mebius was a bit too much...

But he didn't pay attention to whether those myths were true. After all, he didn't think the myths and legends of this era could be of much help in defeating Honkai. He couldn't rely on prayers to fight... Oh, except Aponia...

He only briefly understood the mythological system of this world out of curiosity at the very beginning. When he found that it was very different from his own impression, he stopped delving into it. Even so, the mythology he paid attention to did not include the magical system. Weird South Asian mythology.

It was the prophecy of "one day" that came in haphazardly that made him particularly concerned, but there was no further record of it.

Mebius seemed to want to supplement his theological knowledge. Even though Mikael showed a nonchalant attitude, she still took the trouble to educate him:

"To be precise, it is about the myth of Mahavatar and Vishnu. No... it is too inconsistent to say that. It should be said to be Shiva and Vishnu/Maharaja and Miaobidian."

"Damn South Asians."

Mikael complained aimlessly. He didn't know whether he was remembering the various strange-style portraits that South Asians drew for their gods, or whether he simply had unreasonable prejudice against South Asians.

Mebius was not interrupted by him and continued speaking:

"Among the many gods prayed to by South Asians, Mahavatar and Miaobidian are actually rising stars. Before them, Brahma was the one who received the most offerings."

"Brahma?"

Mikael vaguely felt that the name sounded familiar, but for a while he couldn't remember where he had heard it.

"Is it related to the Feitian that Qianjie and Ying killed before?"

He thought it was a translation problem or a slip of the tongue, but Mebius immediately turned his head and gave him a look that said "Are you stupid?"

"It's either Heaven or Asura. What does it have to do with Brahma? Oh, by the way, after Mei came back, he re-examined the battle scene and the battle process. Although both Qianjie and Sakura had the ability to solve it within ten minutes, based on The damage it caused, Mei still elevated it to the final level."

"Tsk, the final level is becoming less and less valuable... Okay, Mebius, just say what you want to say. There is no need to use a bunch of myths to imply in a roundabout way that I am not as smart as you think."

Hearing that Mikael took the initiative to "surrender and admit defeat", the corners of Mebius's lips curled up unconsciously.

"Actually, the myths I just mentioned have a lot to do with what you want to see here today."

"for example?"

Although he knew that she was not innocent, as the saying goes, "Mebius's mouth is a liar", it was certainly impossible for Mikael to believe everything she said.

"Humph, before Mahavatar and Miaobitian became widespread beliefs among South Asians, they believed more in Brahma, the creator god. But Brahma fell, so people's worship of him weakened, and his power The qualities of being and being were split between the later Great Freedom Heaven and Miaobi Heaven..."

"Wait a moment……"

Mikael interrupted her again, "Isn't it what I thought... You didn't really fuse the cells of two Magus-level Honkai beasts together just because of a myth, right?"

"Any questions?"

Mebius tilted his head, very dissatisfied with Mikael's question.

"Thanks to Honkai, the current so-called scientific research of mankind has actually long been separated from 'science' itself. In other words, we are just interpreting the laws set by God in our own language. In this case, we turn to mythology instead. Why not?"

Mikael held his forehead and sighed:

"This god is not that god. Besides, we still don't understand the nature of collapse. It may not be a law ordained by God."

"I know, I just got some inspiration from mythology. As for fusing Honkaimon's cells together to artificially cultivate a more powerful Honkaimon, this is an idea I had long ago."

"Where are the funds? Well...you don't have to think about it."

Mikael didn't remember that she had applied for the "Artificial Breeding of Honkaimon" project, which was why he rushed over as soon as he received the message from Mebius, without even telling Mei.

After all, diverting funds from other projects to conduct unauthorized research is unjustifiable from both a legal and moral perspective.

Of course, Mebius doesn't care about this.

She has always been like this, so much so that Mikael is used to it. Hiding from Fire Chaser and Mei is a daily operation. And if she said that she had nothing to hide from Mikael, then Mikael himself would not believe it even to death.

As for this plan to artificially breed Honkaimon, Mikael didn't know about it beforehand. It wasn't the first time this happened, but when Mobius suddenly told him a strange plan that she had concealed, then Either the plan was successful and Mikael's power was needed to put the project on the table.

Either the plan failed and Mikael was asked to wipe her ass.

This time... Judging from the way Mebius is strolling around and even has the heart to try on pink clothes, it's obviously the former, right?

However, for everyone who knows Mebius, it is obvious that the name "Mebius" is equivalent to an accident, so Mikael couldn't help but ask more:

"So, you succeeded?"

Mebius turned around, frowned, and asked strangely:

"Huh? Who told you that I succeeded?"

"...Failed?"

It doesn't look like she's a failure, right?

"snort--"

The small chest rose and fell rapidly twice. Mebius smacked his lips impatiently and asked:

"Why do I have to choose between success and failure? Isn't it possible that my experiment hasn't started yet?"

"...then why did you call me here?"

Mikael was speechless, turned around and left.

Although the experiment has not started yet, and logically speaking there is still a chance to save everything, but Mikael feels that he does not have the ability to make Mebius change his mind.

Unless you use the power of consciousness, but to attack your comrades, even if you just use the power of consciousness to make a trivial hint with good intentions, it is an act that breaks the bottom line.

What's more, Mikael couldn't deny that Mebius's various wild and fantastic ideas had an irresistible temptation for him with a poor imagination.

In short, he actually wanted to see the results of artificially breeding Honkaimon.

Of course, Mebius knew this very well, so she pinched the collar of her white coat, turned around, leaned gently against the cold wall, and asked in a seductive tone:

"Oh? Don't you really want to see what an artificially bred Honkaimon, especially the fusion of two final-level Honkaimons, looks like? Don't you want to know what kind of abilities it will have? You Don’t you want to know whether it can break through the limitations of the final level and reach a higher level?”

"Please Mebius...well, of course I want to know this, but haven't you started doing it yet?"

"Oh? Hiss—"

Mebius made a long sound, then placed his index finger between his lips and sucked gently.

"Don't you want to know just a result? Don't you want to know the process? Don't you want to witness the birth of a Honkai beast that may not even be able to be defined at the end of the magic level? Don't you want to... participate in all this with your own hands?"

"Sure enough, the last sentence is your true purpose, Mebius. Because it is an unplanned project and involves cell fusion, you cannot invoke the Key of the Sixth God, so you found me."

Mikael came back and showed a helpless smile.

He walked up to Mebius and looked at the huge height difference. He couldn't help but reach out and rub the green hair on her head.

"Um!"

Mebius frowned and shook his head, shook his hand away, and tapped Mikael's chest with his index finger that had not yet wiped off the saliva:

"What? Do you and I only have a relationship of use?"

"Gulu..."

Mikael's Adam's apple rolled visibly.

"That's not what I meant...That's not what I meant. When have I ever refused when you asked me for help?"

"So this time, you are willing to help me?"

"Well……"

Mikael took a deep breath. He only felt that Mebius was more difficult to deal with than Ellie at this time. The most important thing was that the relationship between Mikael and Mebius was not as pure as that between him and Ellie.

They have been comrades for many years - there is no doubt about that.

There is a love between them that should not exist, but it does exist, or to put it more directly, there is a skin-to-skin relationship - this is also undoubted.

But all these combined cannot deny that when they first tried to contact each other six years ago, they had the intention of taking advantage of each other. The initial relationship between them was one of taking advantage of each other. Although this point gradually changed in the future, As emotions deteriorate, they also deteriorate.

But that doesn't mean that the use is completely gone. Perhaps we should put it another way, from utilization to cooperation.

And cooperation does not mean closeness. It is common for collaborators to have different opinions and occasionally have tit-for-tat quarrels... Well, even if this layer of relationship is removed, it seems that quarrels are common.

It's very complicated to analyze. In short, the specific manifestations are like... Mikael just made a mistake, and the rhythm of the conversation was completely controlled by Mebius. It was half temptation and half mockery. It sounded a bit like a threat but was actually a bit... The direct tone of pleading made Mikael break into cold sweat and he wanted to raise his hands to surrender.

In fact, Mikael's past strategy was to surrender...

But soldiers...ah no, men, you have to have backbone!

Even if you want to surrender, you can't raise your hands! You should lift something else!

He slowly exhaled the breath he had just swallowed, gently grasped the index finger that Mobius had pointed at his chest, and had already prepared the words to fight back in his heart...

But he felt a wet touch on his palm, and Mikael's eyes first showed a trace of confusion, and then his eye sockets widened, as if he remembered something, and his fear was beyond words.

He let go of Mobius's index finger with a look of disgust, and then leaned down, pointed his wet palm at Mobius's cheek, and rubbed it quickly and gently.

It was not until he finished this whole set of actions that Mikael realized that something was wrong, but time could not be reversed, and apologies were useless, so he lowered his head for a while, quietly waiting for Mobius to explode.

Of course, Mikael was more of a joke.

But all this as expected did not happen. When he raised his head, he saw Mobius looking down at her toes, holding her cheek with one hand, making it difficult to see her expression.

But this attitude was exactly the same as when he talked about her father just now.

Mikael couldn't help it after all. He bypassed the so-called "bottom line" and quietly used the power of consciousness to feel Mobius's heart-

First, there was a burning pain on his face, as if he was slapped by someone, and even his back teeth were a little loose. Then inevitably, he tasted blood between his lips and teeth.

Even though he knew clearly that the feeling at this moment was not real, Mikael still wondered if Mobius had given him a big blow when he was not prepared.

But obviously not, because the pain did not come from his senses, but from Mobius's memories.

Through Mobius's eyes, Mikael saw a vague figure of a man.

His face was hidden in the shadows, and his full appearance could no longer be seen, but the emotions contained in his expression were received by Mikael without any residue-anger, despair, unwillingness, and pity.

Mikael knew that this was not because of his keen observation, but simply because Mobius remembered it very clearly.

And what was Mebius thinking at that time?

As soon as Mikael had this thought, Mebius' memory came alive.

He was like falling into the deep sea, and the "seawater" called memory instantly swallowed him.

She was thinking and wondering at that time. She was wondering where the blood in her mouth came from? Was the injured part the gums or the inner wall of the mouth?

And... she looked up at the man in front of her, with the same pity in her eyes.

Then her mind began to flash the side effects of the medicine the man had just taken, one of which was cognitive disorder and irritability.

So she combed her hair and showed a rather playful expression.

"You look so ugly. I... will never become a human like you."

"Pah!"

Another loud slap brought Mikael back to reality. He realized that the memory in Mebius' mind ended here.

Her breathing was long and heavy. Mikael clenched his fists, slowly raised them, and held her petite cheeks with his warm palms.

His nails touched the double-ring earrings on her right ear, making a crisp sound.

After so many years, the blood-red palm prints on her fair face had long disappeared, but Mikael knew that the palm prints had never disappeared.

"You know? You look a lot like him."

"Huh? Who?"

Mikael was shocked, not knowing how Mebius found out.

"No need to pretend. As a fusion warrior, I am very sensitive to the flow and changes of Honkai energy, and you didn't hide it..."

"I look like your father? I don't know where, but for your filial piety, I agree, my dear daughter."

Mikael regretted mentioning the topic about Mebius' father before. He didn't expect Mebius' childhood to be like that...

He was also a little puzzled. Although the memory of his father was unforgettable, he didn't hate or hate the man himself.

All her hatred was directed at "fragility", so it's no wonder that she would...

In a daze, the two of them started moving forward again shoulder to shoulder.

Finally, Mebius spoke his heart out:

"In fact, regarding the artificial cultivation of Honkai beasts, I do need to use your power. Not only is it difficult to call upon the Key of God, but the power of a living person is much more useful than the power of a dead person... But it is not just for use...

"Klein is not around, I just want someone... I want someone who understands to stand shoulder to shoulder with me and reap the joy of the results, that's all."