Fatty just took out his phone and prepared to make a call.
"Oh? Isn't this Brother Fatty?" Suddenly, a crisp and steady female voice sounded right beside his ear.
"You must be Huben, right?"
The female voice asked again.
"Eh?" Fatty was instantly shocked. Wasn't it supposed to be Li Pu coming? Why did a woman's voice show up?
He turned his head to look.
Blonde hair, blue eyes, a wisp of golden bangs falling over her forehead.
A foreign big beauty had actually come?!
"Who are you?" Huben's eyes instantly lit up as he stood up and asked obligingly, "Are you... Li Pu?"
Although he remembered that during the phone call it was a man's voice, and the words sounded like they were from a man.
But it didn't matter!
He, Huben!
Liked women!
"My name is Artoria Pendragon," that blonde foreign big beauty introduced herself, "I'm Li Pu's friend."
"Actually, it's me who wants to make armor."
Chapter 69: I Think These Eight Lines Won't Work
Since ancient times, heroes have always had a hard time getting past the trial of a beauty.
Non-heroes have an equally hard time getting past the trial of a beauty.
Huben didn't care what kind of Li Pu, Niu Pu, Le Pu, or whatever other Pu the incoming person actually was. As long as he knew this incoming person was his client, that was enough.
Of course, it was naturally best if it was a girl.
Especially a pretty one like this, that was the absolute best!
Huben first glanced at Fatty, noticing that the little fatty's face also held a look of surprise, which confirmed it. This wasn't some lewd cosplayer Fatty had brought!
As long as it wasn't a lewd cosplayer...
Well, that was actually a bit hard to say.
He heard that foreigners were all quite open-minded, and he wondered if this foreign big beauty would be quite open-minded too.
Being open-minded was naturally the most awesome thing ever.
He could simply lust after her body, just for the physical thrill, without having to invest any emotion. Wouldn't that be wonderful?
Huben let his mind wander for a moment, and quickly noticed that the foreign big beauty's gaze looked a bit wrong.
"Your Chinese is really good," Huben hurriedly chased all slightly colorful thoughts out of his mind, putting on the face of an upright gentleman as he asked, "Are you the one who wants to find me to make armor?"
"I heard from my friend that your armor-making is very good," Artoria said, "You should know what I want, right?"
Cross-dressing only has zero times and countless times.
Transformation also has zero times and countless times.
When it came to the matter of choosing a grown man to cross-dress, Li Pu was definitely unwilling to be the second Siegfried. Therefore, she chose to transform to wear women's clothing.
Even though she always felt it was pretty much the same.
At least from an emotional perspective, having a female body and wearing women's clothes was still a bit easier to accept.
She could choose Cecilia or Artoria right now, but transforming into Artoria was a bit easier than transforming into Cecilia. Not only because Artoria's comprehension value was relatively high.
More importantly, she didn't need to find a prop named 'Kiana'.
"Is this a tomato broth base?" Artoria said quite happily, "I thought it would be spicy mala broth."
"People here eat way too much spice, I don't really like eating spicy food."
It wasn't that Artoria couldn't eat spicy food, but this spiciness had tiers. From the perspective of her past life, according to regions or the regions people perceived, there were the Sichuan tier, Chongqing tier, Hunan tier, and Guizhou tier.
Artoria didn't feel she belonged to any of those tiers; she belonged to the category of being able to eat some, but not too spicy.
Hearing that it was a hotpot restaurant, she had still been somewhat reluctant.
The people here were clearly in the top tier of eating spicy food, and she had her soul nearly scared out of her body by the spice several times. This time, the hotpot was actually a tomato broth base, which was still quite nice.
"Cuihua, serve the dishes!"
Upon hearing this, Huben let out a roar! It turned out to be a little sister who couldn't eat spicy food!
Oh, how he liked that!
"Big Brother, can you make this armor?" Artoria pulled over a chair and sat down.
She swore she wasn't here to freeload a hotpot meal; she was truly here to talk business.
"Making it is certainly doable," Huben took a sip of his drink and said, "However, from my personal perspective, little sister, if you're sure that set of armor is to be made for you..."
"Then forget it."
"Why?" Artoria tilted her head and asked, "Why should we forget it?"
"Because it's too heavy!" Huben said. "It's too heavy for you. If it's used as a Cosplay costume, you can actually use wood board or other materials, and then spray paint it at the end."
"Armor made entirely of metal is just too heavy for you."
"I think these eight lines of yours probably won't work; you won't be able to wear it."
Huben still had quite a bit of confidence in his craftsmanship. If it was simply making a set of display armor, that was nothing. He could just make it. But if it was made into a wearable type, and if it also needed to be worn for a long time.
Even without doing any strenuous exercise, just using it as a Cosplay costume.
Armor made entirely of metal was still...
Too heavy!
"Too heavy?" Artoria had considered this problem, and she naturally had a solution as well, she just didn't know if it was feasible.
"I know this problem," Artoria asked. "Can't it be made with alloys? Or made... um... basically just looking the part is enough."
Actually, Artoria was well aware that pursuing all-metal was for high fidelity.
She certainly didn't plan to wear this set of armor into battle.
So wouldn't alloys or high exterior fidelity be fine?
"If it's an alloy, the price goes up," Huben thought for a moment and said, "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 you use metal? And you even specifically mentioned wanting to use ancient methods for restoration?"
Huben's words precisely poked at Artoria's contradiction.
She naturally knew that all-metal armor would inevitably be very heavy and difficult to wear. But as for high fidelity, according to the system's explanation, there were also requirements for clothing.
Naturally, the higher the fidelity the better, and pure metal armor was naturally the best choice.
However, fidelity did not mean usefulness.
Especially when this usefulness was spoken from a practical combat angle.
Facing opponents from the Honkai faction, unless it was specialized Valkyrie Battle Suit, everything else was illusory.
"All-metal," Artoria considered it and said, "You don't need to worry about the rest. If the alloy is too expensive, just make it however you see fit."
"I've already stated my requirements beforehand, just make it according to those. As for the rest, you don't need to consider it."
"This time I also want you to help me make something else," Artoria took out her phone and said, "This thing."
"This is... a sword?"
Huben could naturally forge items like swords and sabers; it was just that his technique might not match other craftsmen who specialized exclusively in this. He carefully looked at the sword on Artoria's phone.
A golden and wide crossguard, a blue hilt, and a silver blade.
It didn't look like a standard weapon from history, but rather like something out of an anime.
A person who pursued realistic armor was actually holding an anime-style sword like this.
"What is this?" Huben didn't want to mock either; everyone's interests and hobbies were different, so it was hard to say. He only asked, "What is this called?"
"This is called Curry Stick, and its accurate name is Excalibur, or it can be called the Sword of Victory Covenant."
"Or the Victory Covenant, I personally like to call it the Victory Covenant."
"Oh~ Then no problem," Huben said. "It can definitely be made."
"Big little sister, you're making armor for yourself, right?"
"Yes," Artoria nodded and said.
"Then... this..." Huben rubbed his hands together, his face flushed red as he said, "Well... if you want to make armor, I need to measure your figure."
"I need to know your exact measurements and body shape in order to make the most suitable armor."
"So, see if you have time..."
"I think these eight lines won't work!"
Suddenly, another voice inserted itself, carrying heat and obvious possessiveness as it said, "This kind of thing absolutely eight lines won't work!"
"Young man, I eight allow you to measure."
Chapter 70: Resupply is a Major Matter
"Siegfried?!"
Artoria completely hadn't expected Siegfried to be here.
"You came to eat hotpot too?"
Artoria said in surprise, "Mm, you have good taste. I have to say, this hotpot is a major specialty of this country. You really have to try it."
"Do you eat spicy food?"
"No, I don't..." Siegfried desperately wanted to say that wasn't what he meant.
He desperately wanted to tell Artoria, you didn't clearly see this guy's expression! This fellow wasn't simply wanting to measure your figure! This was such a naked, ill-intentioned gaze!
"This is..." Huben was slightly unsure of the situation.
From a man's perspective, he could easily read this brother's meaning. But this issue wasn't finished just by reading a man's meaning.
Compared to reading a man's meaning, one needed even more to read a woman's meaning.
Did she hope to watch two men fight over her for jealousy, or did she dislike men pursuing her, or did she have some other intention?
If one failed to read this meaning and rashly stuck their neck out, it was very likely to end up with no good reward while also losing the order.
Listening to that name, it sounds like some kind of foreigner, right? Huben looked Siegfried over and thought to himself, Sigh, do women nowadays just worship foreign things like this? Do they think foreign devils are good at everything? Such foreign trash these days...
Oh right, this is a foreign big beauty, isn't it?!
It's time for Laozi to bring glory to his country!
Huben wasn't in a hurry to jump out and show off; he was waiting. Waiting a bit didn't matter; he saw that the foreign big beauty was much simpler than he had imagined, and hadn't picked up on the current atmosphere yet.
Not picking up on it was best; once she didn't pick up on it, he would immediately have an opportunity to show himself.
"Oh, my colleague," Artoria said, "Siegfried Kaslana."
"My name is Zhang Hu, nickname Hu Zi," Huben stood up and said, "I'm the founder of the Huben Regiment, and others also call me Huben directly. Usually, I mainly forge armor for people."
Huben stood up and extended his hand, intending to shake.
Siegfried could naturally read Huben's meaning, and he also extended his hand to grasp Huben's hand. The moment he grabbed it, he felt a huge force; the sinewy muscles all over this Huben's body were truly no joke.
Planning to give a show of force so quickly?
Hehe~ How could Siegfried, a Valkyrie, have his hand squeezed until it hurt by an ordinary person?
He used just a tiny bit of force and gave a slight pull, dragging Huben right into his arms. With a big, bear-hug-like embrace that looked exceptionally intimate, he spoke loudly, "Brother Hu~ I've heard of you, I've heard of you, you're the number one big brother in the armor world."
"I've long since heard of you leading the Huben Regiment to participate in the 'War of Nations' full-contact armor combat and campaigning across Europe."
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