After a series of precise inspections of Ifrit and reviewing the existing information in the laboratory, Mobius found no major problems, and everything was still under her control. However, this routine inspection was not the main purpose of her visit tonight. After all, such examinations could be carried out any night; there was no need to choose this particular one.
Thinking about it, Mobius stopped what she was doing and looked at Ifrit silently with her pair of gleaming gradient snake eyes.
Noticing the look in Mobius's eyes, Ifrit tilted her head slightly, gazed at her with a confused expression, and said, "What's wrong? Snake."
"Heh~"
Looking at the girl who was staring at her with innocent and ignorant eyes, Mobius suddenly chuckled, as if she had thought of something amusing.
She no longer cared about the name he hated but reached out to gently caress her forehead.
Behind her lips, a seductive voice said, "Little guinea pig, I won't deceive you, so I'll give you the right to choose~"
"I have a potion here that can make you less in pain or even painless when you receive [treatment] from that group of people, but..."
At a critical moment, Mobius paused, the light in her beautiful eyes flickering slightly, and then continued, "Except for being successfully tested on cute white mice, this medicine has not undergone clinical trials. After all, samples like yours are too rare."
"So, do you choose to inject this newly successful medicine tonight or wait in pain for a while~"
After her words, Mobius narrowed her eyes slightly, then took out the potion he had prepared and placed it in front of Ifrit, quietly waiting for her decision.
In fact, Mobius had originally intended to conduct clinical trials but could not find a suitable candidate.
Ifrit's status and individuality were quite special.
Without similar cases and circumstances, drug trials would not achieve the effect Mobius wanted to see. Although, in a sense, she could create an identical individual, she did not want to do this "meaningless" thing, nor did she care to do it.
In the end, there was not enough time, so she simply skipped this step and left the choice directly in Ifrit's hands.
"Eh...?"
After listening to Mobius's "long speech," Ifrit was slightly stunned, as if she didn't react. Clearly, she did not expect Mobius to deliver such a long and explosive message.
"Hmm... um... let me think about it."
After regaining her composure, Ifrit did not rush to answer but extended a hand to touch her chin, frowning as she appeared to think hard. However, this look did not last long, as after a while, Ifrit's eyes drifted involuntarily to Mobius.
Mobius noticed Ifrit's gaze. She slightly raised her eyebrows but ultimately said nothing.
This was not the first time this little kid had looked at her like this tonight. At the beginning of the evening, she had been interested in teasing Charmander, but after seeing it too much, she was no longer surprised.
"Well..."
With a meaningless murmur, Ifrit slowly withdrew her gaze from Mobius and looked down at the potion in front of her, which shone with a faint blue light under the dim light in the room.
In fact, after the initial excitement of seeing Snake tonight faded away, Ifrit noticed the trace of fatigue hidden deep in Mobius's eyes. Although Snake was still teasing her as before, Ifrit noticed the difference between her and last time.
Ifrit had never quite understood the reason before, but now, looking at the potion in front of her, she felt she might understand it. It turns out that the night before was indeed not a dream. She had made an agreement with a "weird" guy, and while she was abiding by the agreement, she was also working hard to fulfill it.
To be honest, this realization gave Ifrit a strange, warm feeling in her heart.
Finally, Ifrit raised her head again, looked at Mobius seriously for a moment, and then expressed her choice.
"I believe in Snake!"
This brief sentence made Mobius understand Ifrit's choice and led her to a brief silence.
However, this situation did not last long. After a while, Mobius slowly lowered her eyes and chuckled as if she had heard a joke.
"Ha~ You actually chose to trust me? Then I hope you won't regret your choice~"
Although Snake's tone was the same as before when she said these words, if anyone could look directly into her eyes at this moment, they would find a flash of complexity in them.
"I won't regret it!"
After hearing Mobius, Ifrit became determined, as if to prove her resolve, and her volume increased significantly.
"Then let's wait and see, little white mouse~"
After saying this, Mobius put away the medicine on the bed, stopped looking at the girl, and turned around to get ready.
"Hmm!"
Looking at Mobius, who turned to leave, Ifrit couldn't help but puff up her cheeks, her expression a little unhappy.
After spending time with each other twice, Ifrit had a better understanding of Mobius. However, she still didn't quite understand why Snake, who treated her well like Saria and Silence, was unwilling to admit it and had such irritating words.
On the other side.
Mobius, who was preparing the dosage of the potion, felt a little strange at the moment.
She had never thought that Ifrit would choose to inject a drug that had not yet undergone clinical trials. However, since the little white mouse had chosen it herself, Mobius would not waste this great opportunity. After all, the potion was specially designed for Ifrit, so it would be best to test it on her.
Moreover, although she had some bottom lines, strictly speaking, she was not a good person.
Of course, Mobius had eliminated the risks of this clinical trial. The worst result was that the medicine did not meet expectations, and Ifrit would still endure some "treatment" pain.