Lilith's Usual Performance

The perimeter of the Third Research Institute of the Fire Moth.

Modesti lit a cigarette and looked at Xila, who remained expressionless as always. Although she felt she was being nosy, she had watched Xila grow up, and the thought of selling Xila was still a pang of conscience. She asked, "Xila, is the injury on your hand alright?"

Xila still had bandages wrapped around one of the Present hands, but she shook her head to indicate that there was no problem.

"Before you move, double-check your target. Remember, it's that green-haired woman. After you kill her, I'll cover your retreat, just like before," Modesti said. "Understood, Xila?"

Xila ignored Modesti, staring blankly at the Third Research Institute.

"Heh..." Modesti laughed self-deprecatingly. Xila ... after all, she was an incomplete human being. She actually dared to fantasize that this incomplete person could have other emotions.

Perhaps it was because her longest-living the Present was about to die that Modesti suddenly felt a sense of shared sorrow. She wasn't stupid; even if she hadn't realized it at first, how could she not know the leader's plans now the Present? Xila would die in the assassination attempt on Mobius, and afterwards, she would be pushed onto the organization's guillotine as a sacrifice to atone for her sins.

"Chief, Chief... No one likes to die. If they can live, who wouldn't want to live?" Modesti took a drag of her cigarette, thinking to herself, "Since you've chosen to abandon me, then don't blame me for abandoning you."

Then she the Present growing up in a place called Dusk Street, a place she never wanted to return to. She watched her mother die in a shootout, watched the old man who had taken her in be beaten to death for not paying protection money. When she looked up at those people, she longed to be like them, to have the power of life and death over the weak. She struggled alone at the very bottom of society. In that place, to survive, one had to be more ruthless than anyone else. So she killed many people, step by step, to achieve her the Present status...

Modesti sighed softly as she planned her next steps. She couldn't die yet; she still had so many things she wanted to do. Having climbed to her the Present position with great difficulty, how could she possibly give up?

But the Present, the only card she can play is this Xila in front of her, who doesn't know how much say she actually has in her heart.

Does Xila really not know what she is about to face?

Perhaps she knows, but it probably doesn't matter to her at all. More likely, however, she truly doesn't know, because she is merely a weapon cultivated by the organization, an excellent weapon that doesn't think.

Modesti recalled the time when she first selected this girl for the organization. She had survived a battle—or rather, killed all her peers—and gained the right to live. At that time, she felt that this girl was quite similar to herself, both struggling to survive.

After spending some time together, she discovered that Xila was completely different from what she had imagined, and didn't care about anyone's life or death, including her own.

Xila's killings were purely for the sake of killing. You might call her a madman, but even a madman has a fanaticism in his eyes when he kills someone. But Xila didn't. People were in her hands, and once they were killed, they were killed. She felt no emotion; she felt neither sadness nor joy.

Similarly, any creature, when injured, will instinctively shrink back and be afraid due to its natural instinct to avoid harm, but none of this is reflected in Xila. That is why Modesti said that Xila was a crippled person, a cursed ghost.

Yes, a cursed demon.

Xila's left eye, hidden by her bangs, is the eye of a demon. That eye has four pupils. Scientific examinations seem to say that this is a disease. But what kind of eye disease can cause a person's pupil to split into four, and even move and change over time?

And this eye is the only thing Xila avoids; she seems to dislike others looking into her eyes, even if some pervert says they are beautiful.

After thinking for a while, she decided to contact that Mobius. So what if Mobius was ostracized by the academic community? Since Mobius, whom countless people wanted to kill, had the ability to the Present, then she must also have her own rights.

Modesti knew that she was gambling, betting that Mobius's position was still high enough that he could persuade her to surrender and then protect her. She was also betting that this was just a carelessness on Mobius's part; after all, even the wisest can make a mistake, right? She had no other way out. Her only value was to use Xila as a pledge of allegiance and then exchange the organization's intelligence for the right to live. She believed that Mobius would not refuse this deal.

If she bets right, she will become the new leader of "Arc Moon" and gain more power than the Present. Although this would bind her to Mobius's ship, it's better than dying. If she bets wrong, she'll still die anyway.

Life... She has gambled on her life countless times so far. If she hadn't dared to gamble, she wouldn't have achieved her current status.

"Although doing this is unfair to Xila, but... Xila, you certainly won't mind, right? After all, you are Xila." Modesti thought to herself as she looked at Xila.

After a while, the person the employer had arranged to meet her arrived. Xila, with his assistance, entered the research institute, then sought out Mobius to complete her final mission.

"I need to speed things up too..." Modesti thought to herself. After watching Xila leave, she used her phone to send an email to a secret email address. That email address belonged to a hacker with an eccentric personality. By chance, she had obtained one of her email addresses. The hacker's rule was that an email address could only be used once and would be discarded afterward.

What's most frustrating is that the email address is an opportunity to proactively contact the hacker, but whether the hacker will agree is another matter entirely.

Modesti knew that her own the Present was also being monitored by the organization, but the hacker's email security was so good that the organization would have a hard time tracing it even if they tried. So she bet that the hacker would be interested in it, and she even promised a generous reward.

She couldn't contact Mobius on her own initiative because, in addition to her and Xila, the organization had arranged for other people to participate in this mission, and there was no guarantee that one of them would be responsible for monitoring her.

On the other side.

Mostima, with a lollipop in her mouth, exited the game and looked at a new email in one of her inboxes. She opened it and glanced at it. "Should I send an email to Mobius? Create a communication page for them?"

The reward was indeed considerable, and she might have agreed in the past. But the Present she was being "kept" by some rich young lady, having everything she wanted and living a life of luxury. Why waste her time on this? She'd rather play games. And the deadline was urgent! She didn't even know Mobius; how was she supposed to find Mobius contact information so quickly? Did she really think hackers were omnipotent in the online world?

Lilith stood behind Mostima, glanced at the email, and said, "Dr. Mobius... I remember she's Maple's partner, right? Elysia mentioned her to me when we met before."

Mostima: "..."

Hmm... Is there really no mystical connection between the young lady and this Feng? First, she randomly drew the hotel Feng frequented in a lottery, then she bumped into him while having breakfast, and now the Present keeps running into someone related to him even when she's out?

Lilith looked at the email on the screen, thought for a moment, and said, "I remember Dr. Mobius was a madman who wasn't recognized by the scientific community? Because her research was too challenging to the limits of humanity, news about her was blocked. The only thing the Present seems to be the reports from when she first the Present scientific community."

Mostima thought this was amusing... What was the person who promised such a generous reward to find her, a madwoman not recognized by the general scientific community, planning to do?

Mostima was thinking about the operation that Feng had participated in to wipe out an underground organization. The organization's research data should have been recovered, right? Since Mobius and Feng were partners, those data should have fallen into Mobius's hands.

Mobius is not recognized by the secular scientific community, but Feng Xian is on the military side. Mostima has seen some of the military's experiments, so it's not surprising that Mobius has been kept in the military's camp during this period of information blockade.

Mostima was also very curious about some things concerning Maple, but Lilith's business was a higher priority for her. The Present, it seemed the young lady was already preparing to take action against her own family, and she was probably about to look for her next source of amusement. So...

"Let me get to know you a little better, Maple," Mostima thought to herself. For some reason, she felt a strong liking for Maple, and he was quite to her liking; being with him was relatively comfortable...

So Mostima agreed to the man's request.

Mobius's email address is hard to find because all information about her is blocked. Why not just ask Feng?

"Oh, by the way, when you message Feng, could you send me one too?" Lilith said with a smile. "I'm going to see him after everything's over."

Mostima: "..."

Did you consider Miss Elysia's feelings when you said that? And...

Mostima glanced at the message Lilith had asked her to send, her eyes widening. Could she really send it? What if Miss Elysia saw it?

Inside the Third Research Institute of the Fire Moth.

"I hope that we can have more opportunities to communicate after this." Admil stood up and bowed to Mobius. "As expected of Dr. Mobius, your idea is indeed feasible, and I am willing to try."

Mobius calmly took a sip of coffee. With some information provided by Zhu Yufeng Admil, wouldn't it be easy for her to control Admil?

The final review of Admil Mobius was also completed. After signing his name on the final review results, he left with Zhu Yufeng.

After leaving the interrogation room, Zhu Yufeng took out his phone and glanced at it. There were two new emails with the same name. His first reaction to this was that Lilith was stirring up trouble again with Mostima.

The first email reads, "There is an emergency that requires contacting Dr. Mobius. All information is on this website."

Then comes a website name.

An emergency? Zhu Yufeng thought for a moment. The only emergency he could think of recently was that Mobius was about to face an assassination attempt. Could it be related to that?

These past few days he's been inseparable from Mobius, even sharing a room. However, the assassination attempt he anticipated from Xila hasn't come yet, though he has taken down quite a few of the other small-time assassins.

So why would they contact me?

Zhu Yufeng thought for a moment and then opened the next email. Immediately, his eye twitched, and his expression was best described as follows:

Subway, elderly person, mobile phone. jpg

Mobius noticed that Zhu Yufeng's expression was off. She leaned closer to Zhu Yufeng and glanced at her phone. Her eye twitched, and then she looked at Zhu Yufeng with narrowed eyes and said, "Yu Feng, although I think you should know this, the Fire Moth's confidentiality regulations don't allow you to contact Lilith, who is still an outsider, right?"

"I didn't..." Zhu Yufeng said with a dark expression, "I guess she Mostima to..."

"Really? She's not shy at all..." Mobius said, arms crossed. "So, how long are you going to keep staring at her in her swimsuit?"

Zhu Yufeng scrolled down the screen expressionlessly: swimsuit, another swimsuit, bathrobe, half-undone pajamas...

Mobius's face grew darker and darker. She understood once again just how outrageous Lilith was. She dared to send these things to Yu Feng the Present. Once she got back, wouldn't the Fire Moth be running to Yu Feng's bed every day? And it wasn't like she hadn't done it before!

Scrolling to the bottom, Lilith added, "That email from before wasn't a prank, you know. I suggest you try to find Dr. Mobius to take a look. By the way, which types of pictures above do you like? I'll send you some other ones next time~"

Zhu Yufeng: "..."

Well, he felt like Lilith was deliberately trying to show Elysia something inside. After all, it was unlikely that Lilith would expect Elysia to not be with her right now, but under normal circumstances, Elysia might actually be able to see it...

As for why he thought that way...

What didn't he see in his past life?

Mobius took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down, and then looked at Lilith's message and asked, "That email from before? What was it?"

Zhu Yufeng then showed Mobius the first email he had received. Mobius noted down the URL, then looked at Zhu Yufeng expressionlessly. "Regarding the first email..."

"You want me to delete it?"

"No need for that..." Mobius said. "I'd like to know which one you prefer?"

It's not that she can't wear it, but aside from that, she's more confident in her figure Lilith.

Zhu Yufeng: "..."

It's hard to imagine what Elysia would do if she saw this...