Since Mobius tied Ye Feng up in the basement, she had stopped respecting him.
"When have I ever respected you? Little lab rat, you're just as annoying as that woman."
Perhaps recalling how she had called Ye Feng "Daddy" earlier, Mobius frowned in disgust and climbed off him, her delicate bare feet touching the cold, hard floor. Her slender, supple waist arched as she moved, her smooth curves undulating like a serpentine beauty.
As she bent to pick up the scattered clothes on the floor, Ye Feng stopped her.
"Let me help you dress, Mobius."
He gestured for her to sit back on the bed.
The snake-like woman slithered back, her plump hips sinking into the soft mattress as if she were about to merge into Ye Feng's body again.
The night had not been long—in fact, it passed swiftly.
A pale dawn light already peeked through the window.
The summer morning was clear and silent.
The room was dim, unlit, yet carried a translucent quality.
Kneeling on the floor, Ye Feng watched as Mobius elegantly lifted her foot toward him.
In the hazy morning light, her fair skin seemed to glow, smooth as a freshly peeled egg or creamy as condensed milk.
"Licking Mobius's feet could probably extend your lifespan."
Ye Feng couldn't resist cradling her delicate foot in his hands.
A faint blush crossed Mobius's face.
Now, it was as if she were the trapped lab rat, squirming in the net woven by Ye Feng's hands.
"Don't be disgusting, little rat. I take back what I said earlier—"
Her fingers clenched the bedsheet, the white fabric spilling between them. "You surpass Elysia in one regard: being utterly insufferable."
Despite her words, her struggles were feeble.
In truth, her movements were merely reflexive reactions to the sensitivity of her feet.
Yes, Mobius's feet were extraordinarily sensitive. If their soles were pressed together and rubbed with rough fingers, the soft flesh would twitch and tremble in a way no one else could replicate.
Ye Feng admired her flawless feet, then let his gaze travel upward.
Her long, shapely legs were immaculate—firm yet supple, perfectly proportioned, with skin as smooth and radiant as polished jade.
"Have you stared enough, little rat?"
Mobius raised a finger to her lips, glaring down at him with the commanding presence of a queen, her vertical serpentine pupils piercing.
But this was merely her last act of defiance.
Because she was truly… struggling to hold back.
Ye Feng held her soft, snow-white feet, then let his eyes wander again.
The elegant curve from her calf to the arch of her foot, the plump roundness of her toes, the delicate ankle—all were pristine, with faint blue veins visible beneath her translucent skin.
Like a finely crafted piece of art displayed behind glass.
Bare feet were exquisite.
But white stockings had their own charm—especially semi-transparent ones, turning them into the most tantalizing "ice cream."
Then, Ye Feng pulled out a sheer bodystocking and crystal high heels...
...
"Little rat, are you testing my patience?"
Mobius glared at him, now draped in a white lab coat with nothing beneath but the sheer black bodystocking.
The outfit hugged her curves, though the coat concealed most of it, leaving only her stocking-clad calves exposed.
Her feet were nestled in transparent crystal heels, the slender 8cm stilettos lifting her petite frame, making her appear taller and more elegant.
If one looked closely, they could glimpse the rosy tips of her toes through the sheer fabric.
Originally, her nails were dark jade, but Ye Feng had repainted them crimson.
Against her fair skin, both colors were alluring—like lingerie, red and black were the hues of seduction.
Mobius had always been bewitching, but now she was downright irresistible.
Yet she claimed she disliked it and demanded a change.
So Ye Feng "locked" the outfit in place—making it impossible to remove.
Mobius was furious.
"Patience? Do you need to use the bathroom, Mobius? Don't worry, I added a special 'zipper' for you. Just crouch, kneel, or lie down, and it'll open automatically. Very convenient."
"..."
Mobius seriously doubted this design was actually for bathroom use.
"This outfit was specially made for you, Mobius."
"Outfit? You call this an outfit? Fine, whatever. You expect me to meet Fuxi and Nuwa like this?"
After a night of passion and half a morning of torment, Mobius finally remembered their original purpose.
"What's the problem? They haven't come in yet."
"Oh~ I see~~"
Mobius's lips curled into a smirk.
She had finally found an angle to tease him.
"This excites you, doesn't it, little rat?"
"Yes, just like when you called me 'Daddy.'"
"..."
Faced with Mobius's provocation, Ye Feng nodded honestly.
Honesty was the deadliest weapon.
Mobius was instantly silenced.
"Fine~"
She couldn't be bothered to argue further.
Besides… she was rather excited too.
Every time she called him that, her body would tighten unbearably, leaving no room for even a drop of sweat to escape.
Had she unlocked some strange switch?
Mobius didn't know—and didn't care.
The things she cared about were few.
Ye Feng brought Mobius to the "Nine Nether," which he had transformed into a sanctuary with hundreds of natural hot springs.
Fuxi and Nuwa were there.
Amid the mist, the sisters walked barefoot on smooth stone paths, clad in silken feathered robes.
Mobius watched them, her expression complex.
Like Klein, Fuxi and Nuwa had once been her trusted assistants.
Due to her extreme and inhuman philosophies, Mobius had few who truly understood her—only Klein.
But if she were honest, Fuxi (Nuwa didn't count) had also once comprehended her.
Yet they ultimately parted ways over differing views on Hua.
Though they never walked the same path again, they had undeniably been true friends.
Mobius would never admit it, but she couldn't deceive her own heart.
The inexplicable melancholy in her eyes was proof enough.
As for Ye Feng? To Mobius, he was her "absolute acceptor"—even if he didn't understand, he would always stand by her side.
She believed this with unwavering certainty.
There was no fear of suddenly being "misunderstood." This was a safer harbor than any "understanding" could provide.
Like a father, a teacher, a confidant, a soulmate...
Of course, Mobius would never admit this aloud.
Ye Feng mused: So you want me to be your therapist, father, best friend, soulmate, and [censored] tool all at once?
Well, he could do it.
"Will they… truly come back to life?"
Mobius finally asked the question weighing on her.
She wanted an answer.
"Yes. The souls within the crystal are gradually becoming detectable. Their presence is faint, but they haven't dissipated."
"I see. That's good."
Mobius nodded slightly before her usual seductive smile returned, as if her earlier solemnity had been an illusion.
"Little rat, you seem eager for them to join us."
"Well, Mobius, you know me—I just have these little hobbies."
"No matter. Once they arrive, let's play a~ fun~ little~ game~ together."
Her voice dripped with honeyed temptation, enough to make one's bones melt.
"Huh? Mobius, you mean…?"
Suddenly, she coiled around him like a vampire, biting his neck. Somehow, her voice still came through:
"Hehe, it's not like you'd let them go anyway, little rat. No need to explain. I won't lecture you either.
Better to help them quickly embrace the joy of life than leave them lost in confusion.
Right, my little rat?"
"Ghk—"
Ye Feng shuddered.
But before Fuxi and Nuwa could enter, Rita Rossweisse was the one to awaken in this world.
The black-stockinged maid opened her eyes in a pure white room.
White walls, white ceiling, white floor.
The overwhelming whiteness felt both expansive and suffocating.
"What… is happening?"
Rita tried to recall her memories.
She vaguely remembered video-calling Durandal at 10 PM while the latter was bathing.
Rita knew Durandal trained until 9 PM at headquarters, rested for half an hour, then bathed before bed.
So she had timed her call perfectly.
The call lasted thirty minutes. Then she sought out Mei to learn about "that world"—really, she wanted to find Kiana, but the girl was already asleep.
Afterward, at Bronya's invitation, she played a round of Honkai Adventure.
Then… her memory grew fuzzy.
Had she returned to her room to sleep?
Rita had no recollection of arriving here. There was a gap in her memory.
She calmly assessed her surroundings.
The white room held one other person—a man—and a black sphere about a meter wide at its center.
"You're awake."
As Rita sat up, pressing a hand to her forehead, the man approached.
"My name is Ye Feng."
"Greetings, Lord Ye Feng."
The maid stood gracefully, her demeanor unshaken.
Rita was always unflappable.
"Lord?"
"Ah, pay it no mind. Just a personal habit. I am Rita Rossweisse. Um…"
She glanced around. "Might Lord Ye Feng have any insight into our current situation?"
Insight? Of course he did.
When he learned a new "guest" had arrived, Mobius noticed the excitement on his face and felt a twinge of displeasure.
Just a tiny twinge.
But Ye Feng had a feeling Rita was in for a rough time.
Mobius proposed a "fun game" on the spot.
The rules were simple: Ye Feng and Rita would be locked in a room to solve puzzles.
Only by solving them could they escape. Failure meant punishment.
Mobius herself designed the puzzles.
It sounded thrilling!
So Ye Feng carved out a space and granted Mobius partial "authority" over it, curious what she would come up with.
He and Rita were now trapped together.
He couldn't wait to see what Mobius's "punishments" would be.
When Rita asked for answers, Ye Feng approached the black sphere.
It stood out starkly in the white room.
Rita followed without hesitation.
White text appeared on the sphere's surface:
Welcome to the Infinite Space ^_^
This program is sponsored by an anonymous benefactor.
Here, you will gain nothing and lose nothing—like a fleeting dream.
But if you fail to solve the puzzle, you'll be trapped here forever.
Now, your first question:
What is the meaning of life? And why does life slumber?
Might as well ask why birds fly, Ye Feng thought wryly.
He and Rita exchanged glances.
Ye Feng shrugged—No idea.
Rita pondered briefly.
"The meaning of life lies in blooming. It slumbers to awaken."
She didn't expect to answer correctly.
She just wanted to test the "rules" of this place.
Incorrect. You have 60 seconds to remove one article of clothing.
60
59
"?"
Rita froze.
But she didn't move.
Ye Feng inwardly applauded. Mobius really knows how to play.
She understood him perfectly.
1
Time's up. Penalty enforced: Triple menstrual cramps.
Rita gasped, biting her lip as her legs wobbled.
But worse than the pain was the humiliation.
The message blatantly stated "triple menstrual cramps"—revealing her condition to the man before her.
And it could inflict such effects remotely?
Who was this being?
Before she could process it, new text appeared:
60 seconds remain. Failure to comply will increase sensitivity by 3x.
Rita's pupils constricted.
Triple cramps plus triple sensitivity was terrifying enough, but the sphere implied a new debuff every 60 seconds?
After a moment's hesitation, she removed her long gloves.
Insufficient. Continue.
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