"Success? It doesn't look that way to me."
Yuan Zhu glanced at Yuan Tiao, who had been stripped down to only his close-fitting clothes, then looked at the armor, which had somewhat repaired itself and was no longer old and dilapidated.
It was obvious that this sleeping [Armor] had been awakened and activated after slurping down a mouthful of "noodles."
As for "feeding it the Uniform," that had been an utter, complete failure. The [Uniform] simply couldn't swallow it, much less digest it. It had choked itself to death and been gorgeously counter-killed.
Yuan Tiao, however, shook his head and refuted, "The [Uniform] was devoured by the [Armor], but through the [Uniform]'s sacrifice, I completed a connection with this [Armor]. It sacrificed itself, turned into a medium, and linked me and it together."
Hearing this, Yuan Zhu was a little surprised. "This armor acknowledged you as its master?"
Yuan Tiao looked bewildered. "It doesn't count as acknowledging a master, but I can feel the [Armor]'s summons. It needs a driver to provide energy and nurture it. At the same time, I also have a desire and impulse to put it on. Also, I don't think the [Uniform] failed. It isn't even completely dead."
As he spoke, he reached out and patted the black [Knight Armor].
After being stimulated, the suit of armor suddenly began trembling violently with a clattering sound. Then, like a ghost waking from a hangover, it lifted its empty armguards and made a motion as if supporting its body, trying bit by bit to rise from the tabletop.
At the same time, clusters of familiar black threads drilled out from the large hole at the armor's "neck," like drifting seaweed.
"Huh?"
Yuan Zhu looked over curiously and discovered that inside this [Knight Armor], there was suddenly an