The immortal black snake just wants to live simply

Towards evening, Mobius and Ceria booked a hotel nearby.

Of course, there are two single rooms.

Seria has no missions in the near future, so she can stay for a while.

And Mobius came here just for the "Balrog Plan".

There are no redundant employee dormitories within Rheinland Life.

Although many employees expressed their willingness to give up their rooms and temporarily lend them to the director of the Defense Department and prestigious doctors.

But Seria was unwilling to affect the employees' normal routine.

"I don't like to use "other people's" things. I have a slight mysophobia."

Mobius, on the other hand, made no secret of his disdain for the staff dormitories.

Cosich hates using “other people’s” things because He is not used to them.

Generally speaking, when He uses something from someone else, that "other" has become "himself."

He defines other people's things as personal belongings.

As for public services such as hotels and restaurants, Cosiche has little experience.

Unless necessary, he would not humiliate himself and sleep in the staff dormitory.

And He would not take away the body of a stranger just to rest in this body.

Even in Jeragondina, Cosiche would not use the furniture that the other party had used.

For this reason, Jeragonde also specially reserved kitchen utensils, tableware, and lounge chairs that belonged to Cosiche for Him.

"You are so troublesome~"

Jeragond once complained.

Jeragond couldn't figure out how the other party found out during the next visit that he accidentally drank a glass of water from the water cup specially prepared for him when Cosiche was not here.

"It's mutual respect."

Cosich responded and never touched the glass again.

……

Early the next morning, Mobius took Ceria to the bookstore.

Ceria helplessly followed Mobius around the bookstore.

Originally, she wanted to go see Ifrit earlier, but was forced to come over by Mobius, who had been waiting behind the door early.

"To make up for my mistake yesterday, I decided to buy some exercise books for Ifrit."

"I don't know how much her intelligence level has recovered, so I need you to help me find out."

"Of course, I'll pay."

Mobius has a very good reason.

'But are you sure this will ease the relationship? '

Ceria was wearing casual clothes and walking side by side with Mobius.

When Seria passed by the area dedicated to the latest books on the bookshelf, she picked up the thin book "Morality and Law (Children's Edition) - by Kasheena" in the front row and flipped through it carefully.

According to the intelligence personnel of the Defense Section, Kashena is one of the incarnations of Duke Cosiche.

And Seria had read a book that was very popular a few years ago - "Morality and Law - by Kasheena".

The content of that book, which is as thick as a brick, is generally good, but it contains a lot of private information.

She was a little curious about what this children's version was.

She signaled Mobius to wait a moment and read the thin book immediately.

...How should I put it? She felt that the author of the book was wasting money.

Compared with the adult version, the children's version is simply a fairy tale book.

It is filled with abnormal fantasies, just like the kingdom of heaven described in the Lateran Bible.

It is full of themes such as good will be rewarded with good and evil will be punished with evil; life is precious and freedom is more valuable.

It is far different from the adult version of the Ponzi scheme; the idea that conflicts are difficult to eliminate but can be transferred.

Ceria silently put the book into the shopping bag Mobius was carrying.

'This is just right for Ifrit. '

Ceria thought to herself.

"By the way, Ceria, I bought 10 elementary school-level exercise books for Ifrit. Do you think it's enough?"

"...Didn't you say that you don't know much about Ifrit's specific mental age and knowledge level?"

"Oh~ I just lied to you so that you could go shopping with me~ I feel so lonely when I go shopping alone~"

boom!

'It hurts so much...it's strange, why has Ceria taken action so easily recently?Based on my many years of experience in getting along with her, with this level of provocation, shouldn’t she act like she is clearly angry but pretending to be cold? '

……

"Enya, you're translating classics again. Can you take a break and chat with me?"

In a study room in the Shelag Manzhu Courtyard, Enya was sitting on the table, holding a pen in one hand and pressing the book with the other hand, and looked helplessly at her nominal "captain of the bodyguard".

The other party has been looking thoughtful for several days, and the work at hand has fallen behind a lot.

'If it weren't for the fact that I still have to complete your job, I should be drinking tea at this time instead of working late into the night. '

Enya complained in her heart.

But she definitely wouldn't dare to say this openly.

After all, the other party is Kjerag's true god - Yeragond.

But in recent days, the other party has been absent-minded.

Even the job of the captain of the guard was handled casually, which made Enya have to find out the deficiencies and make up for them.

"Of course, Lord Yeragond."

"No need to call me Sir, it's too crude... I'm sorry, little Enya, I've encountered a big or small problem in the past few days. Can you help me with my advice?"

"It's hard for you all...can I really help?"

"Well...it's actually not very difficult. It's like this, you've met my friend."

"Yes, some of it is also recorded in some of Kjelag's religious books."

"A lot of the things above are actually false... Here's the thing, do you think it's better to be a best friend or a friend of the opposite sex?"

"This……"

Enya looked at Jeragonde slightly panicked.

"Think twice! What can't be said between friends? Don't ruin hundreds of years of valuable friendship just because of a momentary thought!"

Seeing Enya's confused look, Yeragond nodded helplessly.

"Okay, okay, I just mentioned it casually, you can continue to translate."

'Sure enough, short-lived species still know too little about us? '

……

"Director Parvis, do we really want Dr. Mobius to participate in the Balrog Project? The rumored relationship between him and Director Ceria..."

"It doesn't matter. Although Dr. Mobius talks about pursuing the truth, in fact he is just pretending. This immortal will only see the benefits brought to him by the development of science and technology. For him, as long as the Balrog Plan If he succeeds, he will be able to obtain the optimized clone life technology he has been pursuing, and the secret will not be leaked."

"As expected of Director Parvis. Even Director Ceria and Dr. Mobius are included in your calculations."

"Stop flattering... Everything is for the advancement of science. Check the preparation of the plan again."

"Yes!"

Chapter 28 Mobius: Children cannot succeed unless they are well-educated

"Ifrit, I'm here to see you again~"

Ifrit, who was staying in the ward, heard the voice of the guy who scared her again.

After many days of unremitting efforts by Mobius (harassing Ifrit for an hour on time every day)

Ifrit is already used to him.

At least he won't look like a fool, with stiff limbs and slow movements.

Even the voice in my head seemed a little kind.

With many years of parenting experience, Mobius quickly "got along" with Ifrit.

"Why didn't you finish your homework yesterday?"

Mobius suddenly changed his face and scolded him coldly.

"Dr. Mobius, Ifrit is still a patient. She still needs treatment and cannot bear the heavy study tasks."

Helmer, who was sitting beside Ifrit's bedside, retorted calmly.

Since the other party participated in Ifrit's treatment process, Helmer's rumored good image of Dr. Mobius has been shattered.

The other party not only checks Ifrit's physical condition, but also interferes with Ifrit's mental health.

As the person in charge of Ifrit, Helmer had the right to refuse such behavior.

However, Director Parvis directly "parachuted" Dr. Mobius as the person in charge of Ifrit, while Helmer was stripped of his identity as the person in charge.

Although Hemo can still take care of Ifrit, he only has the right to propose specific matters regarding Ifrit.

Fortunately, Dr. Mobius only gave Ifrit the rule of studying with him every day.

"Researcher Hemmer, you can't take care of Ifrit for a lifetime. She needs to grow into a useful person."

Morbius retorted disapprovingly.

"It is precisely because of her tragic experience that she has to work harder than ordinary people to make up for the negative impact caused by her psychological trauma."

"But……"

"I am the project leader, Researcher Hemmer."

Mobius carefully graded Ifrit's homework.

"Tomorrow, I want to see you finish your homework. If you don't finish it, my promise to go out to play will be invalid."

"I write, I write!"

Ifrit corrected the mistakes pointed out by Mobius with a bitter look on her face.

The other party's punishment measures include but are not limited to replacing all the delicious and nutritious meals in Rhine Life with only nutritious meals; speaking ill of herself to Seria; confiscating her favorite copy of "Morality and Law (Children's Edition) - Kasheena" write"

Yesterday, due to the complicated medical examination, I played with Hemo for a while, so I almost didn't finish my homework.

'It's worth it to be able to hang out with Ceria and Helmer tomorrow and not see this scary guy. '

Ifrit kept convincing herself.

When Ifrit was forced to immerse herself in the ocean of knowledge, Mobius took out a report and handed it to Helmer who felt sorry for Ifrit.

"Look, Researcher Hemmer, her knowledge level was originally equivalent to that of a kindergarten child, but now it is about the level of a fourth or fifth-year-old elementary school student."

Mobius kept confusing:

"My education is based on practice, and I am fully confident that she will be a talented person... You can't take care of her for the rest of your life, right?"

Looking at the test sheets that showed great improvement in Ifrit, Helmer asked hesitantly:

"I know I can't take care of Ifrit for the rest of her life, but am I too anxious to study so intensely? Isn't it bad for Ifrit's mental health..."

"No, Researcher Hemmer."

Mobius glanced at Ifrit who was lowering her head to do her homework.

Ifrit's attention was completely focused on her homework.