Chapter 414: Mikael Flees Overnight

"Mebius, you..."

Mikael quickly pulled his hand away and instinctively retreated, but his tailbone hit the step beside the bed, causing his facial features to tangle together for a moment in pain.

"Mebius, don't be joking!"

"I'm not kidding!"

Perhaps, at this time, it would be more appropriate to take advantage of Mikael's inevitable retreat and take another step forward to create a force of oppression, which would also be more in line with "Mebius's" consistent style.

But this time, she didn't do that.

"Mikael, I'm really not kidding."

She took two steps back, and then slowly sat on the edge of the bed.

"Actually, I have had this idea since Eve... Unfortunately, her bloodline comes from the woman I hate the most..."

"Can't that be done by Mei Yi? I am Mei Yi's guardian now, and you can do it too... You can become Mei Yi's mother..."

Mikael's words were completely unfounded, but other than that, he didn't know what to say to change the damn atmosphere.

"You mean adoption? Of course that's different! Mikael, do you really understand what the purpose of human beings is to give birth to offspring?"

"I... human beings give birth to offspring, isn't it to allow civilization to continue? In this case, as long as you pass on what you have learned throughout your life to your offspring, what difference does it make whether the offspring is biological or adopted?"

"Huh? Hehe...hehehehe...hahahahahaha..."

Hearing his words, Mebius slowly turned his head, laughing as he turned, until the laughter became more crazy and more terrifying.

"Mikael, you are indeed...not human."

"!"

"What you said is just an idealistic explanation of human beings' behavior of 'continuation'. But if we put it in the most straightforward terms - all behaviors of living creatures are derived from the instinct of 'survival', and the same goes for reproduction. in this way."

"What does this mean? If it is to survive, human beings should find ways to free themselves from the shackles of lifespan, instead of using reproduction, which is similar to 'metabolism', to complete the continuation of civilization, right?"

Mikael opened the window a small crack, and the cold night wind snuck in, taking away the ambiguous temperature in the house bit by bit.

"You are right, but this world has never been what human beings want it to be. Rather, even if human beings really get rid of the shackles of life span, that is the beginning of real trouble - look at those of us who have lived until now 'Humans', because they have lived for too long, the hormones that can stimulate the desire to survive in the body are secreted less and less. By now, if the last goal had not been supported, I am afraid that there would be no need to live. "

Mebius raised his right hand, and Mikael held her palm and gently placed it on his red and hot cheek.

"For most human beings, the life span of a few decades is limited and cannot be exceeded. Then reproduction, continuing their existence in the form of blood, is their only means of survival. Therefore, future generations are very important to a person. Human beings are not an object that must be educated, nor are they something that must be handed over to them in their lifetime. Without any modifications, it is just a 'second life' created by the union of two human beings."

"I...I..."

"So, this kind of inheritance of blood cannot be achieved by 'adoption'. And Mikael, you don't understand this at all. In your eyes, Shaniyat is not your second life, just a souvenir. That’s all.”

"So, what does this have to do with you... wanting a child? Mebius, I don't believe this is what you mean. In other words, this is definitely not the Mebi I know who is constantly pursuing immortality and evolution. What Us would say!”

"Tsk!"

Mebius shook his head and pulled his hand back. His voice suddenly became hoarse and low, as if he had turned into an old woman.

"Not to mention what I said before, people will change...Mikael, is your memory also blurred?"

"Um?"

"Let me give you a little reminder - that was the day we took the Zhuhuo No. 1 to Luluye for the first time."

"!"

"Don't you remember? But after all, you have the power of consciousness, but you just don't want to remember it - at that time, you were not kidding!"

"Hahaha……"

Mikael laughed twice. It was obviously an extremely long memory, but in his eyes it was as clear as yesterday.

That time, Mebius secretly got into Zhuhuo No. 1 and got into his room. She bit her fingers, imitated other people's flirtatious looks, and said astonishingly:

"Oh, by the way, how about you give me some deoxyribose, and I will try to make a test tube to see the difference between the Herrscher's descendants and ordinary humans. Hmm, don't you want to know?"

It turns out that all the evil started at that time at the latest, much earlier than Mikael imagined.

"That...that..."

Mikael moved towards the door step by step as if he was hiding his ears.

"What do you want to do? Run away?"

Mebius tilted his head, raising his eyes and the corners of his mouth.

With such an expression, it seemed that he finally looked like the old Mebius, but it finally became the last straw for Mikael - he did not move closer to the door, but jumped back directly, He smashed the glass behind him and flew out.

"Ahahahaha... I suddenly remembered that I still have something to do. Let's continue chatting, Mobius..."

"Tsk, idiot!"

Mobius lowered his head and cursed softly. After a while, the door was hastily pushed open. First, the girl named Bronya shook two silver-gray drills and poked her head out. After ensuring safety, Mei came in with her chest covered.

"What happened? The window... Eh? Where's Mikael?"

"Well! Isn't the answer obvious? He ran away!"

"Eh... But why did he run away without saying hello at home? And he could have walked through the door, why did he have to break the window..."

Mei kept muttering with her head down, as if she was simply venting her confusion, and as if she was nagging someone.

"Heh..."

Mobius sighed, and the sound of his bare feet stepping on the floor was a little stagnant. By the time Meiyi came to her senses, Mobius had already walked in front of her, and then there was another pain on her forehead.

"Eh!"

"Ah... that idiot... you kid, there's something wrong..."

"Eh? What's the problem?"

When Meiyi raised her head to ask back, Mobius had already walked past her. Hearing Meiyi's voice, she said without turning her head:

"Nothing, just want to ask if there is still dinner, I'm hungry."

After that, Mobius no longer cared about Meiyi who was confused behind him, and walked down the stairs step by step.

"What an idiot, Mikael..."

Mobius poured hot water into the bucket of chocolate-flavored pork bone noodles, and his thoughts followed the white water vapor.

"The dream in the past... with my hands, ascend to God... hehe... hehe, how ridiculous..."

She did it. With her help, a "human" successfully ascended to the god level.

But she didn't do anything, but lost everything except him. And because the other party has become a god, if this continues, even "he" will be far away from her.

Yes, she, Mobius, is the person closest to Mikael except for that annoying woman. What Hua could guess five hundred years ago, how could she not guess it?

But she knew that since the other party had become a god, using force to stop him like Hua did was the worst means, and it was also a means that had no effect at all.

As a god who can integrate all the power of imaginary numbers and quantum, as long as He is determined and His steps are firm, no one can stop Him. And the so-called victory that humans have won when facing Him, the preservation and survival of 50,000 years ago, the sealing and stripping power of 500 years ago... In fact, they were only allowed because they were in line with His plan.

These are just victories given by Him. Only those who can't see the situation clearly will call them victories of victory, but...

But Mobius is sure that she has a way to change Him and change everything.

That is her current wish, which is completely opposite to her previous wish - she once wanted humans to become gods. But now, she wants a god to become a human again, a real human.

"This is also the result you want to see... Tsk, it's really troublesome! Alicia!!!"

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"Ah...ah...how come Mebius has become so scary all of a sudden!"

Walking on the bustling streets of Changkong City, Mikael kept lamenting.

"From a universal rational point of view, your relationship has reached this point, so this is not scary, right?"

Such a rigid tone, it is obvious that it came from Prometheus No. 17.

Just as Mebius thought, the Stigmata Plan arranged by May was a necessary part of the ending that Mikael wanted to achieve. Because of this, although Pado's mission was terminated by Mikael, after asking May to leave for a short time, No. 17's program was brought back to the imaginary side by Mikael as in May's plan.

Considering that imaginary renormalization would gradually disintegrate No. 17's consciousness, it was not until five hundred years ago that Mikael followed Kevin's idea to activate No. 17 and let her take over the power of the end that was stripped from her.

Five hundred years is not a short time, but it is not long compared to fifty thousand years. At least until now, Prometheus No. 17's consciousness has not been affected by imaginary renormalization. It is still the mechanical, rigid, but sometimes amazing... artificial intelligence.

Yes, although under Mikael's power of consciousness, Prometheus No. 17 has developed a "consciousness" close to that of humans, but artificial intelligence is artificial intelligence after all, and she cannot understand some complex emotions between humans.

"Yes, yes, I don't understand, so can you explain it? I don't think you have any reason to reject Mebius. If you are avoiding having sex with her, then this has happened many times before, and you didn't refuse. As for the issue of children, I don't understand human emotions, so I won't comment on what Dr. Mebius said, but from my observation, you don't dislike children. I can't understand why you refuse, and in such an extreme way."

"It's simple, just want to escape."

Mikael didn't explain too much, and there was no need to explain too much... Of course, the most important thing is that even if he explained, Seventeen, as an artificial intelligence, would not understand.

The so-called escape, of course, does not mean escaping from "having children". Prometheus's analysis was correct. On this point alone, he had neither the reason nor the qualification to refuse.

What he wants to escape is everything that distracts him further and further from the ruthless state he desires.

It is true that he will not give up everything he has already planned and agreed on just because of those boring emotions. It's just that "if possible", he doesn't want these, even if it is the most precious thing Alicia left to him.

People are selfish, and even "love", the most complex human emotion, can never escape the shackles of selfishness. Isn't it also selfish wishful thinking to make decisions unilaterally again and again in the name of "for his/her own good"?

Just like 50,000 years ago, two people were competing for the right to sacrifice in the name of "for your own good". There was no consideration at all that the other party might not be able to bear this outcome.

Well, this kind of thing...can't actually be called selfish. It's hard to make it clear. Is the so-called intention to do good for the other person just good for the other person, or is it just to make yourself more acceptable?

After all, human emotions are such complicated things... But no matter what, a wishful evaluation cannot escape.

But Mikael will not blame Alicia for this. Perhaps the path Alicia wants him to take is the right one, and he has no right to blame her - because he himself wants to present it to her. That ending must also be full of his own wishful thinking...

Even the so-called "promise" he has always believed in is probably the product of his own wishful thinking...

"Number 17, are you still there?"

"I'm here, anything else?"

"Nothing, you can go."

"you--"

Before Prometheus No. 17 could say anything, he was cut off by Mikael.

What about "breaking the will"? So what if you control the power of the end?

There is only one god in this world, and that is Mikael himself, whose body itself is the cocoon of the end.

Even if this relationship is removed, the thirteen powers he possesses at the same time and the power of the origin that can connect them together are enough to allow him to become the end again at any time and anywhere.

"But now is not the time."

Mikael raised his head, straightened his back again, trying to identify his position among the dazzling lights of the entire street and the ambiguous signboards of the bar.

Globally speaking, Changkong City is not a particularly large city in terms of number of people and size. The permanent population here is only three million, which is neither too small nor too many. For a long time, this city didn’t have much special features. It had always existed as a vassal of the Far East capital region, until both Destiny and Counter-Entropy set up the Far East branch here...

Uh, wait a minute...

What is the name of the Eastern Branch of Destiny?

"Destiny St. Freya Academy, 3km forward from now on..."

The white letters on the street signs perfectly reflected the colorful lights of the bar. Mikael rubbed his eyes and read out the words one by one.

"Is it such a coincidence..."

Mikael swears, he really didn't mean it...

"Hey! Turn around!"

The voice sounded familiar. Before Mikael could recall it clearly, someone slapped him hard on the shoulder. He didn't want to pay attention to the drunkard on the street, but the woman actually held down his shoulder and forced his entire body hard. I broke it off all the time.

"Huh? What a handsome guy!"

In the dim light, the woman gently rubbed Mikael's cheek, but in the latter's sight, he only saw a ball of flames beating endlessly in the dark night.

A torch that he had watched burn out before his own eyes was rekindled in this era.