Being a Cosplay Big Shot in the World of Honkai Impact 3rd

The little fatty had just taken out his phone to make a call.

"Yo? Isn't this Brother Fatty?" A clear, steady female voice suddenly sounded beside his ear.

"Are you the Huben?"

The female voice asked again.

"Huh?" The little fatty was instantly shocked. Didn't they say Li Pu was coming? Why did he hear a woman's voice?

He looked at his bull's head.

Blonde hair, blue eyes, a lock of golden hair hanging down his forehead.

A foreign beauty had actually arrived?!

"Who are you?" Huben's eyes lit up, and he stood up, asking solicitously, "Are you... Li Pu?"

Although he remembered the voice on the phone was male, and the person seemed to be male.

But it didn't matter!

He, Huben!

Liked women!

"My name is Artoria Pendragon," the blonde foreign beauty introduced herself. "I'm Li Pu's friend."

"Actually, I'm the one who needs the armor."

Chapter Sixty-Eight: I Think This Eight Lines

Since ancient times, heroes have found it difficult to pass the test of beauty.

Even those who aren't heroes find it very difficult to pass the test of beauty.

Huben didn't care who the person was, whether it was Li Pu, Niu Pu, Yue Pu, or some other Pu. As long as he knew the person was his client, that was enough.

Of course, it was best if it was a girl.

Especially one this beautiful, that would be the best!

Huben glanced at the little fatty first, noticing the surprised look on the little fatty's face, which confirmed his suspicion. This wasn't some Welfare Ji brought by the little fatty!

As long as it wasn't a Welfare Ji...

It was really hard to say.

He heard that foreigners were quite open-minded, so he wondered if this foreign beauty would also be open-minded.

Open-minded was, of course, the best!

Then he could just lust after her body, go with the flow, and not get emotionally involved. Wouldn't that be wonderful?

Huben lost himself in thought for a moment, then quickly noticed that the foreign beauty's gaze was a bit off.

"Your Chinese is really good," Huben quickly pushed all the lewd thoughts out of his mind and put on a gentlemanly facade. "Did you want me to make armor for you?"

"My friend told me your armor craftsmanship is very good," Artoria said. "You should know what I want, right?"

There are only zero times and countless times for cross-dressing.

There are only zero times and countless times for transformation.

When it came to choosing to have a grown man wear women's clothing, Li Pu absolutely did not want to be the second Siegfried. So she chose to transform to wear women's clothing.

Although she felt it was all pretty much the same.

But at least emotionally, a female body wearing women's clothing was more acceptable.

She could choose to be Cecilia or Artoria now, but transforming into Artoria was easier than transforming into Cecilia. Not only because Artoria's 'understanding value' was higher.

More importantly, she didn't need to find a prop named 'Kiana.'

"Is this tomato hot pot?" Artoria said happily. "I thought it would be spicy mala hot pot."

"People here eat too much spicy food, I don't like spicy food."

Artoria wasn't incapable of eating spicy food, but the spiciness was graded. From the perspective of her past life, according to regions or what people considered regions, there was Sichuan-level, Chongqing-level, Hunan-level, and Guizhou-level.

Artoria didn't consider herself to be in any of those categories; she could eat some spicy food, but not too much.

When she heard it was a hot pot restaurant, she was a little hesitant.

The people here were clearly in the first tier of spicy food lovers, and she had been so "spicy" she felt like her soul had left her body several times. This time, the hot pot was tomato-based, which was quite good.

"Cuihua, serve the dishes!"

When Huben heard this, he let out a shout! It turned out to be a girl who couldn't eat spicy food!

Good, he liked it!

"Big brother, can you make this armor?" Artoria pulled over a chair and sat down.

He swore he wasn't here to mooch a meal of hot pot; she was really here to discuss business.

"I can make it," Huben said after taking a sip of his drink. "But, from my personal perspective, miss, if you're sure that armor is for you."

"Then forget about it."

"Why?" Artoria tilted her head and asked, "Why should we give up?"

"Because it's too heavy!" Huben said, "Too heavy for you, if it's going to be used as a COS outfit. Actually, you could use wood or other materials and then spray paint it."

"Armor made entirely of metal is too heavy for you."

"I don't think that's going to work, you won't be able to wear it."

Huben was quite confident in his craftsmanship. If it was just a matter of making a set of armor for display, there was no problem. He could just make it. But if it were to be wearable, and especially if it were to be worn for a long time.

Even if it wasn't for strenuous activity, even if it was just for a COS outfit.

Armor made entirely of metal was still...

Too heavy!

"Too heavy?" Artoria had considered this problem. She naturally had a solution, but she wasn't sure if it was feasible.

"I know about that problem," Artoria asked, "Can't we use alloys to make it? Or make... um... basically, it just needs to look the part."

In reality, Artoria knew that pursuing all-metal armor was for the sake of high fidelity.

She certainly didn't plan on wearing this armor to fight.

So, wouldn't alloys or a high-fidelity exterior be acceptable?

"Alloys would drive up the price," Huben said after thinking for a moment, "And have you thought about what kind of alloy you want to use? Secondly, if you're just pursuing an appearance that looks like it."

"Why must it be metal? And specifically mentioning restoring it using ancient methods?"

Huben's words struck at Artoria's dilemma.

She knew that all-metal armor would inevitably be heavy and difficult to wear. But for high fidelity, according to the System, there were also requirements for clothing.

The higher the fidelity, the better, and pure metal armor was naturally the best choice.

But fidelity didn't equate to usefulness.

Especially if "usefulness" was considered from a practical combat perspective.

Facing opponents from the Honkai faction, unless it was specialized Valkyrie armor, nothing else was effective.

"All metal," Artoria said after considering, "Don't worry about anything else. If alloys are too expensive, see how we can make it work."

"I've already stated my requirements, just follow them. You don't need to worry about anything else."

"I also need you to make something else for me this time," Artoria took out her phone and said, "This thing."

"This is... a sword?"

Huben could indeed craft swords and similar items. His skill might not match that of artisans who specialized in it, but he could do it. He carefully looked at the sword on Artoria's phone.

It had a golden, wide guard, a blue hilt, and a silver blade.

It didn't look like a historical, proper weapon, but more like something from an anime.

Someone pursuing authentic armor was holding a sword from an anime.

"What is this?" Huben didn't want to mock; everyone had different interests and hobbies, so it was hard to say. He just asked, "What is this called?"

"This is called a Curry Stick, or more accurately, Excalibur. It can also be called the Sword of Kings."

"Or the Sword of Victory Covenant. I personally prefer to call it the Victory Covenant."

"Oh~ No problem then," Huben said, "I can definitely make it."

"Miss, you want to have armor made for yourself, right?"

"Yes," Artoria nodded.

"Then... this..." Huben rubbed his hands, his face flushed, and said, "Well... to make armor, I need to take your measurements."

"I need to know your exact measurements and body shape to make the most suitable armor."

"So, do you have time..."

"I don't think that's going to work!"

Suddenly, another voice interjected, filled with anger and clear possessiveness, "That absolutely won't work!"

"Kid, I forbid you from taking her measurements."

Chapter 69: Replenishment is a Serious Matter

"Siegfried?!"

Artoria hadn't expected Siegfried to be here at all.

"You're here for hot pot too?"

Artoria said in surprise, "Yeah, good taste. I have to say, this hot pot is a great specialty of this country. You really have to try it."

"Do you eat spicy food?"

"No, I don't..." Siegfried really wanted to say that wasn't what he meant.

He wanted to tell Artoria that she hadn't seen this guy's eyes clearly! He wasn't just trying to measure her body! His intentions were so naked and ill-intentioned!

"And who is this..." Huben was a little unsure of the situation.

From a man's perspective, he could easily understand what this fellow was implying. But understanding a man's intentions wasn't the end of it.

More important than understanding the man was understanding the woman.

Did she want to see two men fighting over her, or did she not like men pursuing her, or did she have other intentions?

If he didn't understand this and rashly stepped forward, he might not only fail to gain favor but also lose the deal.

'Judging by his name, he sounds like a foreigner, doesn't he?' Huben sized up Siegfried and thought, 'Sigh, are women these days so xenophilic? Do they think foreigners are good at everything? Foreign trash these days...'

'Oh, right, this must be a foreign beauty too?!'

'It's time for me to bring glory to my country!'

Huben didn't rush to show himself; he was waiting. Waiting a bit wouldn't hurt. He saw that the foreign beauty was much more naive than he had imagined and hadn't yet grasped the current atmosphere.

Her not understanding was the best possible outcome. If she didn't understand, he would soon have an opportunity to show himself.

"Oh, my colleague," Artoria said. "Siegfried Kaslana."

"My name is Zhang Hu, and my nickname is Hu Zi," Huben said, standing up. "I am the founder of the Huben Regiment, and people also call me Huben. I mainly forge armor for people."

Huben stood up and extended his hand for a handshake.

Siegfried naturally understood Huben's intention and extended his hand to grasp Huben's. The moment their hands met, he felt a tremendous force. Huben's muscular build was no joke.

Was he already trying to intimidate him?

'Heh~' As a God of War, how could Siegfried be hurt by a mere mortal's grip?

He used just a little bit of strength to pull Huben into his arms, giving him a big bear hug and saying loudly, as if they were very close, "Brother Hu~ I've heard of you, I've heard of you. The number one guy in the armor world."

"I've long heard about you leading the Huben Regiment in the 'War of Nations' full-armor combat and conquering Europe."