I am a former Flame Chasers

Ryan was wearing a shirt and glasses, and looked gentle and refined, but at least compared to the strong men around him, he looked thin and weak.

But the moment he questioned, these carefully selected warriors tightened their muscles at the same time, as if they felt a ferocious beast baring its fangs, and instinctively drew their guns.

"That's enough, don't be nervous." Wayne raised his hand, and even though his gray eyes shrank instinctively, he forced himself to maintain elegance and decency.

"Ryan, you are getting more and more terrible, but fortunately you are a rational person."

He realized that the man in front of him was out of his control. How could he fight against the Third Herrscher in a one-on-one duel? Not to mention him, even the entire airport could be wiped out in a short period of time. Even if the Fire Moths mobilized a large force to kill him, it would only be revenge.

Fortunately, he is not a Herrscher. In addition to the benefits they can give to each other, more importantly, Ryan is not a lonely person. He also has friends, and those people are not monsters.

"I need answers." Ryan said calmly, and also withdrew his murderous intention, because this brother was not that stupid.

If they really thought that he and Mobius had an abnormal relationship, they would never take the risk.

"It has nothing to do with us. Some people in the council think that Mobius research is too dangerous."

"More dangerous than the Honkai?"

"Yes, in their eyes, Honkai can be conquered. For now, it's not that scary." Wayne took a breath and said expressionlessly, "But the unrestrained research on Honkai is terrible. Humans are always good at self-destruction. This is a lesson left by history."

It is indeed so.

Ryan had a headache. He could understand this idea because no one except him knew how powerful the Honkai would be, or by the time these people understood it, it was already too late.

As for who they would be, he also had an idea of ​​them.

"Pure-blood faction?"

"Well, a group of very strict people who want to fight the Honkai with the purest 'humanity'. Otherwise, they will become monsters like Honkai beasts, which will be meaningless."

These "pure-bloods" were full of confidence, thinking that Honkai was just a disaster, just like the epidemics in history, and that humans would definitely be able to survive it. However, they found it difficult to accept that Mobius wanted to tamper with the definition of humans.

Ryan couldn't help but laugh and asked, "After seeing the Third Herrscher and Changkong City, do they still think so?"

"There are some changes, but not much. They still hope to use Honkai energy in technological research and development, so that humans can maintain their own identity and use technology to deal with Honkai. And there are no less than 20 places like Changkong City in the world, so it is not difficult to accept."

Really...

Ryan couldn't define "stupid" because everyone saw things differently. There was nothing wrong with choosing another technology tree. "God's Scepter" was their work and it was considered a result.

This kind of self-confidence would not change until the Seventh Herrscher period, because they suddenly realized that the Herrscher had evolved from destroying cities to destroying continents, and the speed of technological advancement was far slower than that of the Herrscher evolution.

"No wonder they were so eager to develop fusion warriors at that time. If Kevin hadn't had the aura of a protagonist, human Era would have ended during the Seventh Herrscher."

He was a little annoyed, but not too angry. At least the Purebloods had some truth to them, and driving a Gundam to fight the Herrscher didn't sound bad.

"And now?"

"Given your relationship with Dr. Mobius, of course the assassination was canceled, and I also gave them some small advice." Wayne raised his cane elegantly and tapped the ground lightly: "No matter which faction the Fire Moth Chaser belongs to, everyone is fighting against Honkai and preserving human Era. It's just that everyone has different ideas."

Then, while defeating Honkai, reap benefits for your own faction.

Ryan lowered his head. The general premise was not wrong. Conflicts of interest were human nature. Even if he purged the Fire Council, the people who replaced them would not necessarily do a better job than them.

"You asked me to come here just to talk about these things?"

"Yes, that's all. By the way, let me remind you, don't forget that we are a family." Wayne placed his right hand on his chest and bowed slightly. The beautiful secretary had already opened the car door.

Soon the bodyguards got into their cars, leaving only a series of car lights.

Ryan stood beside the runway, frowning. He was not afraid of any intrigue, but he knew that things were definitely not that simple.

Did he stop the assassination attempt on Mobius because he was afraid that I would flip the table? I could have guessed this news without him telling me, so why did he remind me?

After a few seconds, his brows suddenly relaxed. Since those people were afraid that he would overturn the table, he had to keep the secret hidden and make someone shut up.

"It turns out that the one who tipped off Vill-V was the Pureblood. I was wondering how they could be so powerful that the Far East Branch couldn't come to the rescue in time."

Ryan thought of the assassination in Changkong City, and then thought from Wayne's perspective, and quickly figured out why he came to remind him.

Assuming that I am colluding with Vill-V, she will definitely take action after analyzing the deeper meaning of his words, and then use me to weaken the pure-blood faction and attack political opponents.

If I had no relationship with Vil-V, he would not lose anything, but I would owe him a favor.

Ryan rubbed his swollen head. If his IQ was lower, he really wouldn't be able to analyze it. He had to admit that these senior executives were all smart people, but they didn't use their intelligence in the right way.

"That person must be the big shot behind you. I think I met him during a budget committee meeting." Mobius quietly came to his side and pursed his lips: "What did he say to you?"

"Some boring factional interests. These things are more brain-consuming than research." Ryan turned his head and did not explain what the pure blood faction was. Mobius didn't care anyway.

"Ah, this is really boring. Let me count them." Mobius stretched out his slender fingers and slowly counted: "Young and vigorous faction, steady faction, pure blood faction, evolution faction, and some kind of faith faction. It's amazing that they can come up with so many tricks with such a small number of people. Do they think this is just a kindergarten game?"

These sarcastic words made Ryan laugh. He remembered a joke before he traveled through time:

The most sci-fi thing about The Wandering Earth is not moving the earth, but uniting mankind.

"Maybe it's because fighting with others is endless fun. Anyway, I can understand it, but it's hard to agree with it. Let's not talk about them anymore. Take me to see what your lair looks like."

Vulgar, what is the old nest.

Mobius rolled his eyes at Ryan, and soon saw a yellow pickup truck driving over. The diesel engine was humming as if it was about to fall apart, and the back was full of things that looked like some daily necessities.

Ryan was stunned, and pointed at Klein who stuck his head out and said, "Is this your assigned car? When did the Fire Moth become so stingy?"

"I sold the car last time because of a lack of funds. I seldom go out anyway, and this pickup truck is great. It can be used to carry people and transport things."

What does it mean to be a model of dedication? Ignoring all enjoyment and focusing on research, Ryan really wants to give her a thumbs up... But that's just weird.

"If I remember correctly, the Fifth Research Institute is more than 200 kilometers away in the Gobi Desert. Why not take a helicopter?"

"Because the gas money will be deducted from my budget." Mobius answered as a matter of course, and opened the car door with a creak. "Of course, if you are willing to pay, I don't mind."

Ryan really wanted to pay, but when he saw the smile on Mobius face, he felt that he couldn't let her succeed.

"Sit down if you want. Would my physique scare you?"

Ryan walked over, then regretted it, because this broken pickup truck only had two seats. He wanted to drive himself, but Klein held the steering wheel tightly, shook his head continuously, and refused to change seats no matter what.

"Get in the car, what are you standing there for?" Mobius urged.

"But how do I sit?"

"Of course I'm sitting on you. Don't you have the gentlemanly manners to sit on me?"

When you say this, it has nothing to do with gentlemen and ladies.

Ryan was not a retard, he just stared at Mobius silently, as if asking her to confess the conspiracy. Unexpectedly, the woman looked as if she had suddenly realized something, then raised the corners of her mouth and revealed her unique sarcastic smile.

"Haha, you're not going to be shy, are you? Don't worry, I've seen more than you have, so don't show your meaningless shame."

What the hell is this old driver look of yours?

Ryan was speechless for a moment. Since Mobius said so, he didn't care. Then, just as he sat on the worn seat, Mobius squeezed in and sat directly on Ryan thighs.

Suddenly, he felt a soft and elastic touch, as if a plump peach was pressing on his leg.

The narrow skirt fully revealed her graceful curves, and the green hair brushed against her cheeks, bringing a tingling sensation. Mobius was very relaxed and leaned his whole body on Ryan chest, which immediately reminded the latter of an old saying.

The faint fragrance fills my arms.

The shampoo and body scent entered Ryan nose. It was a refreshing smell with a unique laziness, like the azalea in late spring, which made people feel excited.

At this time, Mobius adjusted his posture several times, and Ryan felt the rubbing touch. He couldn't help but tiptoe to keep the woman away from his core area.

"Why are you moving around? Oh, is it a physiological reaction?"

You really got it right, but how could I show my weakness?

Ryan grinned and said sarcastically, "I just think you have body odor. If you get too close to me, it will make me uncomfortable."

"You! How could I have body odor?"

"If you don't believe me, try smelling it yourself."

Mobius really raised his hand and was about to sniff his armpit when she realized that this bastard was deliberately teasing him.

Haha, you are being petty in front of me.

So she completely relaxed, lying her whole body on Ryan, and raised her eyebrows at Klein who was watching the show next to her: "What are you laughing at? Why don't you drive?"

"Yes, Doctor."

The construction vehicle finally got on the road, and Ryan regained his composure, knowing that Mobius just wanted to frame him and collect negative information to get back at him.

How can I let you get what you want and divert your attention soon?

Ryan tried his best to ignore the touch in his arms, cast his eyes out the window at the desolate next door, and began to think about Vil-V. Then, he found that he could not concentrate at all.

This Mobius not only moved around like someone with ADHD, but also kept asking for opinions on research, ignoring his weird sitting posture as if he was defending a thesis.

"Mobius, have I offended you in some way?"

"Hehe, why do you say that suddenly?"

Ryan looked at Mobius, who was lying sideways, with his elbow on his throat, his legs raised, and a lazy look on his face. His eyes were full of resentment.

"Why else would you torture me like this?"

"Torture? Isn't this kind of ambiguity what you like the most? It's more like winning over and seducing you."

"When the word ambiguity comes out of your mouth, it is gone."

"Oh, the psychological factors of emotions, that's interesting." Mobius suddenly realized, and then yawned, "I don't quite understand this stuff, but biological instincts are also my research direction. By the way, are you feeling a little smug in your heart?"

Are you secretly happy? Do you really think I'm a vegetarian?

He simply pushed upwards.

"Ah!" Mobius jumped up immediately, and his head hit the roof of the car. His face with a smirk suddenly froze. The feeling just now...

It's a rising dragon attack!

"What are you doing?"

"You asked for it by instinctively fighting back." Ryan sneered, then quickly stepped back and saw a hand slapping the cushion heavily. Fortunately, he reacted quickly, otherwise he would have been hit fatally.

"Are you serious?"

"You were the one who acted like a hooligan first. No one has ever dared to do this to me." Mobius bit his lip, and his originally fair face turned red.

Am I being a hooligan? Who was the first to act like a driver?

Ryan was so angry that he laughed, hugged Mobius slender waist, and shouted viciously:

"Believe it or not, I'll throw you out of the car!"

"You can fight Herrscher alone, right? Come on, throw me away."

"Dr. Ryan, Dr. Mobius, stop fighting!"

With the sharp honking of a passing truck, a pickup truck was driving southward in an 'S' shape on the Gobi Desert.