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Chat Group Crossover: My System Simulates Infinite Anime Worlds — Chapter 11

July 19, 2026 Calculating...

Chapter 11: Dr. Mobius, You Smell Terrible

【From the adjacent rooftop, a man watched the two of you, his posture ambiguous against the skyline. A deep line creased his brow.】

【He’d heard whispers lately, reports from his security detail that his daughter had grown unusually close to some boy, but he hadn’t grasped the reality of the situation until now.】

【He was just about to step forward and make his presence known when a specialized device at his waist began to vibrate insistently. He froze, his attention instantly diverted.】

【The subtle buzz was just loud enough to catch your attention. You turned, your gaze cutting through the twilight, and your eyes met his.】

【You recognized him in an instant. This was Raiden Ryoma, the father of the beautiful girl currently resting against you.】

【After all, one didn’t simply become desk mates with a certified genius like Mei without doing a bit of homework. Your investigation had revealed her family’s significant connections to government agencies and their considerable wealth. She was, for all intents and purposes, a little rich girl.】

【Connecting the sudden vibration of his device with the flicker of alarm on his face, you deduced he must be aware of Honkai Energy.】

【You slowly raised a single finger to your lips in a universal gesture for silence.】

【The old father’s brow remained deeply furrowed. From his vantage point, he scanned his daughter’s form, searching for the telltale purple striations of Honkai corruption. He found none.】

【He remained hidden, a silent sentinel, and quietly radioed the rest of his security team. His orders were simple: lock down the entire building. No one gets in or out.】

【He had no idea what you and his daughter were doing, but his instincts screamed that this delicate process, whatever it was, could not be disturbed.】

【And so he watched, and he waited, until the first light of morning.】

【Mei’s eyelids fluttered open, her violet eyes greeting the gentle orange glow of the rising sun. Her gaze was distant, slightly dazed. She couldn’t believe an entire day and night had slipped by in what felt like a single, extended moment.】

【She raised a hand, flexing her fingers and clenching them into a soft fist. She swung her arm through the air, feeling the effortless movement, the current of newfound vitality thrumming beneath her skin. There was no doubt—she was stronger.】

【She could also now perceive it: a faint, almost imperceptible energy suffusing the very air she breathed. It carried a unique and unsettling corrosive quality. She recalled the initial attempt to use the Breathing Technique—a searing, agonizing sensation, as if she were inhaling ground glass.】

【If Nagumo hadn’t been there, his calm presence guiding her, his own energy a steadying anchor, she was certain she would have failed. Only after his intervention did the pain gradually subside, allowing her to finally tame the dangerous power she was drawing into her body.】

【‘What exactly is this energy?’ The question bloomed in Mei’s mind. ‘Is it truly the ‘Spiritual Qi’ he spoke of?’】

【Just then, a light, dry cough shattered the morning stillness.】

【The sound pulled Mei from her thoughts. She turned toward the source and saw her father, his face drawn and shadowed with dark circles under his eyes. A sudden jolt of realization shot through her—she was on the school rooftop, alone with a boy, and had been all night. A deep blush crept up her neck, painting her cheeks a brilliant crimson.】

【Mei’s father, his voice raspy from a night spent in vigil, finally asked the question that had been tormenting him for hours. “What, exactly, were the two of you doing?”】

【You offered the same simple explanation you had prepared.】

【As he listened, his eyes widened, a flicker of raw disbelief warring with the professional skepticism etched onto his features.】

【To invent a unique Breathing Technique from scratch… one that could not only harness Honkai Energy for personal use but also strengthen the body and promote health… it sounded like something from a fantasy novel.】

【He had to see for himself. Afterward, he agreed to try the Breathing Technique, though the version you taught him was a simplified one, designed for ordinary people.】

【With his first few breaths, his brow furrowed in concentration. A sharp, invasive pain lanced through his lungs, but he didn’t stop. He pushed through it, and eventually, the pain seemed to dissolve, replaced by a subtle, invigorating warmth that began to permeate his very cells, remodeling his body from the inside out.】

【Watching her father, Mei was filled with a swirl of questions. Why had it taken her an entire day and night to master the technique when her father seemed to be getting the hang of it in minutes? Was her own talent truly that poor?】

【Noticing the flicker of doubt in her eyes, you leaned in close, your voice a low whisper meant only for her ear.】

【You explained that the two Breathing Techniques were fundamentally different. One was a diluted, public version designed for mass adoption. The other, the one she learned, was the true form, and it required your personal guidance to even attempt safely.】

【Mei’s sharp mind immediately grasped the implications. She looked at you, her expression serious.】

【”You’ve also discovered that this energy carries a corrosive power,” she stated, not as a question. “Or have you discovered even more than that?”】

【You simply offered a sheepish, noncommittal smile. You told her that now wasn’t the time to discuss it, but that perhaps her father would be willing to explain things to her.】

【Mei’s gaze shifted to her father, who was now completely absorbed in the rhythm of his breathing, lost to the world. She then recalled his initial alarm, the vibrating device, the lockdown.】

【It was confirmed. They were definitely hiding something from her.】

【A few moments later, the man who had become obsessed with breathing finally emerged from his trance.】

【Sometime later, you found yourself at Mei’s home.】

【There, Raiden Ryoma laid it all bare, telling you and his daughter everything he knew about the Honkai.】

【You, for your part, put on a masterful performance of being utterly shocked and horrified by the revelations.】

【Mei, however, was genuinely astonished. Hearing the true nature of Honkai Energy, she finally understood the immense danger of the power she had so readily inhaled. The realization only deepened her awe at your talent for being able to tame such a force.】

【”This Breathing Technique,” Mei’s father said, his expression grave, “it must be handed over to the authorities. To the Flame-Chasers.”】

【You readily agreed, stating that you had created the public version with the express intention of spreading it as widely as possible.】

【Mei’s father looked at you, a deep sense of respect in his eyes. He was deeply impressed by the magnanimity you displayed.】

【Afterward, he excused himself, needing to make several urgent reports. He departed quietly, leaving you and Mei alone in the spacious living room.】

【Mei was the first to break the silence, her mind racing as she began to discuss the implications of Honkai Energy with you.】

【You shared some of your own theories and, seeing her thirst for knowledge, decided to pass on the Meditation Method to her as well.】

【Mei didn’t press you for the origins of these miraculous techniques. She simply listened, absorbed the knowledge, and learned quietly.】

【News of the Breathing Technique traveled fast. It reached the highest echelons of the Flame-Chasers overnight.】

【Dr. Mobius, accompanied by her assistant Blanca, arrived via a private Flame-Chaser jet before noon the next day.】

【At this very moment, the principal’s office at your school had been commandeered. It was now Mobius’s temporary command center.】

【You were summoned. Stepping into the office, your eyes fell upon a woman whose beauty was as sharp and clinical as the white lab coat she wore. The coat was unbuttoned, failing to conceal a figure that was all dangerous curves and mature allure. Her green hair was slightly curled and disheveled, and beneath her intelligent, serpentine eyes were the faint, tell-tale smudges of sleepless nights.】

【She met your blatant, appraising stare without flinching.】

【A slow, amused smile played on Mobius’s lips. She seemed intrigued by your audacity and looked as if she were about to start a familiar game of cat and mouse.】

【But you spoke first, your voice calm and direct.】

【”Dr. Mobius, you need to rest. Research is important, but your health is paramount.”】

【You continued, your tone shifting to that of a clinical diagnosis. “I can see your complexion is sallow and your eyes are shadowed. Based on my judgment, you frequently drink, keep irregular hours, and have been prone to fits of anger lately. If this persists, I suspect you’ll see pathologies developing in your liver and kidneys.”】

【A sudden snort of laughter erupted from the corner of the room. Blanca, her assistant, was trying and failing to stifle his amusement. He was right, after all. Dr. Mobius had been stewing for days over a recent funding cut and had indeed been dragged out for “social” drinks twice in the last week.】

【A vein pulsed at Mobius’s temple. She felt a flicker of recognition. There was a certain similarity between you and a particular pink-haired girl she knew—an uncanny ability to be both infuriating and impossible to truly hate.】

【Deciding to cut through the pleasantries, Mobius got straight to the point. “This Breathing Technique of yours,” she said, her voice sharp, “it isn’t the original version, is it?”】

【You nodded without hesitation. “Correct. The original version is too volatile for an ordinary person to handle. Their bodies would likely undergo minor, uncontrolled mutations. I’ve refined it several times, and this current version is adaptable for everyone.”】

【”However,” you added, “to fully adapt to the energy—to the Honkai—I estimate it will take those with excellent talent several decades. For ordinary people, it could take over a century.”】

【You paused, then offered a placid smile. “For the current situation, I believe it’s enough.”】

【”Dr. Mobius, do you have any further questions?”】

【Mobius took a deliberate step forward, closing the distance between you. She leaned in, bringing her face so close to yours that you could feel the warmth of her breath.】

【An complex scent filled the air around you—the cloying sweetness of her perfume clashing violently with the sterile, chemical bite of a disinfectant that clung to her clothes and hair.】

【The combination of the two scents was… nauseating. You instinctively covered your nose and took two hasty steps back, a look of genuine discomfort on your face as you explained.】

【”Dr. Mobius, please don’t get so close. The smell of your perfume mixed with the disinfectant… it’s truly too strange. I can’t stand it.”】

【As the words left your mouth, the playful, predatory composure on Mobius’s face instantly shattered. Her smile froze, then cracked, and the shift in her expression was a spectacle in itself.】

【From the side, Blanca chimed in with earnest sincerity. “Dr. Mobius, I told you not to wear perfume. It really does create a weird smell when it mixes with the lab disinfectant.”】

【After that brief, mortifying interlude, Mobius regained a sliver of her composure and stated her purpose. “I want to learn the original Breathing Technique.”】

【You looked at Mobius, your head tilted in genuine puzzlement. “Why? The original Breathing Technique is very dangerous.”】

# Chat Group Crossover: My System Simulates Infinite Anime Worlds

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