I am a former Flame Chasers

Whoosh—

The top cover slowly opened, and blinding white light shone on Mobius face. She sat up, the blurriness of her consciousness returning to reality was very uncomfortable.

"What kind of garbage is this?"

Mobius slammed her fist down, panting heavily. The sensation of pain was still so real, and the feeling of being frozen into an ice sculpture still lingered deep in her bones. She quickly pulled out a pill and swallowed it.

Just now, after her fifteenth death, the system detected mental instability and ejected her. It took a long time before she finally looked up.

In the massive room, dozens of 'coffins' were arranged, with lights reflecting a silvery texture on them. Dozens of people sat inside, all looking as if they were questioning life.

The scenario was limited to a city ruin, and the task was to escape. It sounded simple, but terrifying monsters attacked from all directions.

As long as the data was strong enough, even a 59 could become an M1. Not to mention the enhanced Honkai Beasts, the elite enemies were the real nightmare.

This data was collected from high-ranking MANTIS or Herrscher calculations, altering their appearance. But their attack power was unparalleled. Before they even escaped to the city's edge, everyone was wiped out multiple times, dying to the point of numbness.

"Dr. Mobius, if you could work with us, perhaps we could complete the mission"Said Vinal nearby with a wry smile. This doctor simply didn't listen to orders, acting alone and dying repeatedly, being stubborn many times.

"Hmph, I won't win even if I'm with you. That crystal person is Kevin data; it would be strange if I could beat him." Mobius snorted lightly, thinking it over and over, feeling something was off. She participated in this experiment to challenge Ryan, to find a way to grind him into the ground later, but she hadn't even seen the person.

"What kind of damn mission did Mei set? It doesn't match the strength at all. Isn't this a waste of time? No, I have to go find her."

She jumped off the simulator, still wanting to kick this hateful thing, but considering its price of a billion Euros, she pulled her foot back.

Vinal saw her stomping off furiously, his mouth moved, but in the end, he didn't stop her. As she said, this 'Dark Souls' was indeed dark enough.

No matter how careful he was, a powerful enemy that even his detectors couldn't find would always jump out from around a corner, then kill a group of people, leaving them missing arms and legs. Just as they 'revived' and hadn't even seen clearly, a huge scorching sun would descend from above.

Even some dogs were enhanced; it'd be strange if they could win.

Everyone suffered, many even became withdrawn, and were immediately pulled to the infirmary for psychological counseling. As Vinal watched, he felt it was meaningful after all.

If they could adapt to this kind of purgatory, this kind of surprise, perhaps they wouldn't fear the endless stream of monsters from Honkai anymore.

"Record their state when they encounter danger, and their coordination proficiency, as a standard for squad division."

"Psychological counseling needs to be further strengthened. Mental-type MANTIS can participate."

"Adjust the data. I want the effect to be training, not torture. Bring out the specific plan during the discussion meeting this afternoon."

Mei was incredibly busy. This was a rigorous experiment, every step had to be scientific, never just decided on a whim by someone.

She signed a few more documents, then turned her head and glanced at Mobius, who stood leaning against the wall with her arms crossed: "How do you feel? Is the mental sedative spray I asked you to add finally finished?"

"A terrible experience. Too many deaths will leave psychological trauma. It's better to increase the sense of accomplishment." Mobius was very calm, completely devoid of her previous furious demeanor.

"Aren't we preparing psychological counseling? And that mission isn't actually difficult; you failed because you don't understand cooperation."

"I..." Mobius didn't argue this time. She indeed didn't want to cooperate with Vinal and the others, but without cooperation, she couldn't get past it, and couldn't even see Ryan.

"Okay, I'll try to cooperate next time."

Mei smiled faintly, knowing that Mobius was getting worked up. In terms of psychology, people have a masochistic instinct.

"By the way, while we're suffering here, what's that guy doing outside? I saw Sakura seems to be back."

"Him? He went to see Eden for something. He believes the unknown Herrscher next target is Eden."

What!?

Mobius breathing quickened, and she gritted her teeth in anger. That worthless thing he created made her take medicine, yet she couldn't vent her frustration, feeling extremely stifled.

Although he went for official business, he definitely had selfish motives.

Note it down, write it down harshly, and she'll get it back with interest later!

Without even turning around, Mei knew what that platypus was thinking. She had heard about that little notebook. She wondered if she could even keep track of it all. If she really wanted to settle accounts, even completely draining Ryan wouldn't be enough.

"Look, it's Elysia turn to lead the team. Her score is the highest."

Mobius looked up and saw the pink-haired woman, who was grinning as she greeted a group of MANTIS. Everyone was forming a team for the first time, and they were flustered by her enthusiasm.

This social phobe. She pursed her lips, quietly walked to the control panel, and lightly coughed: "I retract my previous suggestion. Can you increase the difficulty to hell level?"

"Nonsense. What does her suffering have to do with me? I didn't make her join the 'Tempering Plan'."

Ryan spat into a nearby green belt, then stared blankly at the street scene before him.

As the southernmost city in the Shenzhou region, it was warm even in deep winter, and he could see some thin, dark-skinned local residents walking along the street.

Eden second-to-last global tour was held here. Because of her arrival, the city seemed to have a little more life. Across the road was a huge European-style building, with the breeze fluttering through the windows.

Invisible energy drilled into the top-floor presidential suite, sweeping over the luxurious furniture, and finally circling a large bed.

Ryan could 'see' a young girl lying on the bed, her wet hair fanned out, the heavy, perfect curve of her chest becoming more prominent with gravity. He could also 'see' her holding a phone in her left hand, and scratching the base of her pale white thigh with her right, then pulling at her silk briefs that were digging into her skin.

At the same time, his phone chimed. He took it out and roughly understood what Eden was doing.

[Ryan, you really came to my concert?]

The man smiled, feeling a strange thrill. Actually, he had arrived much earlier, secretly observing for two days.

Ryan swore to God that he had no perverted thoughts; as a cautious person, he simply had to ensure that Eden was okay.

The result was, he didn't seem to find any problems.

Either this Herrscher was too good at acting, or his conjecture was true: Eden Honkai energy resistance couldn't be easily controlled.

[Just got off the plane. What, am I not welcome?]

[Not at all, it's just a bit of a surprise. Your current identity isn't simple.]

[Not simple, but I still have to call you boss.]

Eden, lying on the bed, rolled over, looked up at her phone, and suddenly smiled. She was quite happy with Ryan attitude.

Holding supreme power, and still so humorous, he was indeed special, completely unchanged.

That's right, I don't like facing those scheming old men.

[Then I'm truly honored. Should I send someone to pick you up? I'd like to have a good chat with you.]

Ryan hand on the screen paused slightly. This wasn't in the original plan. He thought for a moment.

[My identity isn't convenient to expose. Wait for me in the room. I happened to have something to talk to you about.]

At first, Eden was a little disappointed, then her eyes lit up. She quickly got out of bed, opened the wardrobe, fumbled around inside, and chose her favorite long dress.

Then she told Eve not to disturb her, brewed a cup of black tea, and waited at the table.

Ryan didn't rush over immediately. He had just said he got off the plane; wouldn't that contradict himself? He circled the hotel entrance a few times, walked into an alley, and pressed the button on his illusion mask.

Instantly, he transformed into a young man with slightly curly golden hair, heavy dark circles under his eyes, and a pale complexion.

This time, he had prepared several identities. For example, this was Coleman. As one of the heads of the intelligence department, protecting Miss Eden was normal, and a high-ranking MANTIS was also more likely to attract bets.

The reason the presidential suite had 'presidential' in its name was that it had to be large enough and luxurious enough. In the elegant reception room, the finest black tea exuded a delicate fragrance.

A slender wrist picked up a wide-mouthed cup, and a golden spoon gently stirred, without making any clinking sounds. Eden sat quietly until the air in front of her warped, and a man walked out from within.

"Major Coleman? No, is that you, Ryan?" Surprise flashed across her face, quickly returning to elegance.

"Yes, I have something to do this time, so I had to disguise myself." Ryan right hand touched his chest, giving a slight bow. "You don't mind, do you?"

Eden was very curious, yet very thoughtfully shook her head: "You're doing great things; I wouldn't mind."

Ryan glanced at Eden, seeing her dressed in a black evening gown that outlined her graceful figure. On the V-neck, a string of sparkling diamonds nestled in the deep cleavage, and a golden bracelet adorned her pale white wrist.

Below the hem of her dress were light purple stockings, ending in delicate black ankle boots.

Such a lavish outfit would be difficult for an ordinary person to pull off, but on Eden, it looked very elegant, as if these priceless jewels were tailor-made for her.

Because 'kidney-deficient' Coleman appearance was too unkempt, Ryan didn't look much longer. He sat on a nearby velvet chair, picked up the brewed black tea, and took a small sip, his eyes lighting up.

"Good tea."

"Yes, the finest Ceylon tea. Its origin has been ravaged by Honkai, so such a wonderful thing will be difficult to taste again." Eden replied faintly, without any sense of showing off, but rather with a hint of melancholy. "This tea, and this camel hair carpet, this exquisite porcelain... there are fewer and fewer things to be fascinated by."

"After all, this is a war; some things have to be given up. I can't change that."

"I understand. In this world, everything must be assigned a value." A slender finger brushed across the antique tabletop, staring at a clock from centuries ago, and a hint of persistence appeared on the girl's elegant face.

"And what I want to preserve are those seemingly worthless, but actually immeasurable things."