Mobius had indeed once been intensely curious about Chen Luo's body and wanted to know why he was so special. Later, she discovered that she could not even figure out any of Chen Luo's random props, let alone Chen Luo himself, who could produce those random props.
But Mobius's obsession had truly lasted for a long time.
Yet when Chen Luo actually lay on her operating table, Mobius suddenly found it dull, somewhat like post-nut clarity.
Mobius had originally thought that, since Chen Luo was already on the operating table, she might as well perform an appendicitis operation on him, even though Chen Luo did not have appendicitis...
But in the end, Mobius only took a small tissue sample from Chen Luo.
Perhaps that was the difference between reality and fantasy.
"Sure enough, if girls get certain things too easily, they won't cherish them." After seeing Mobius's thoughts, Chen Luo sighed.
"Be serious." Mobius rolled her eyes at Chen Luo.
This person really had too much drama.
"Oh. The main reason I'm so happy is because my Primogems have broken through the one-hundred-thousand mark."
"Oh." Mobius replied casually.
"What do you mean, 'oh'? Do you not like me anymore? Do you think I'm annoying?"
"No."
"What do you mean, no? I..."
Smack! A silver streak flashed past. A scalpel embedded itself in the operating table behind Chen Luo, its handle still trembling at high speed.
"...What I meant was, dear Mobius, I like you so much." Chen Luo had originally wanted to try being unreasonable, but that tactic clearly did not work on a scientific madwoman even more yandere than a yandere.
"Shut up."
"Oh."
"...What can one hundred thousand Primogems do?" Seeing Chen Luo obediently shut his mouth, Mobius hesitated before asking.
Some time ago, while resting in the