A Useless Wolf Who Could Do Nothing but Hand-Craft Armor???

According to Gray Wolf's calculations.

This kind of armor could be completed in seven hours. As armor, absolute defense was a must.

The process was like this, then this, then that, then that, and it was done.

"Haha, this time I'll definitely succeed." Gray Wolf planted his hands on his hips and laughed flamboyantly.

Making armor, catching sheep?

Lin Feng's mouth twitched.

As expected of you, Gray Wolf!!

The armor Gray Wolf made should be pretty powerful.

It could also give him at least a tiny bit of self-defense capability in this world.

"Quick, quick, let's go home."

"Let's get to work, let's get to work." Gray Wolf spoke to Lin Feng impatiently.

"Alright." Lin Feng excitedly led Gray Wolf toward home.

Spirit Hall treated heroes who had died for Spirit Hall quite well.

They had assigned him a house with its own courtyard on the outskirts of Spirit City, with quite a bit of farmland nearby.

With the famous Luo San Pao around, as long as Gray Wolf did not speak, he would not cause too much of a stir.

As soon as they got home, Gray Wolf excitedly ran into the courtyard. "Wait for me."

"Wait for me too," Lin Feng said to Gray Wolf.

"What???" Gray Wolf asked in surprise.

"Gray Wolf, can you customize the armor you're making according to my suggestions?" Lin Feng asked.

"I can, but why do that?" Gray Wolf asked.

"If it's too conspicuous, it'll be bad if the little sheep run away," Lin Feng said.

"That makes sense. You talk while I work," Gray Wolf said.

Gray Wolf pulled a box from who knew where and placed it directly on the ground. A whole pile of invention-making tools appeared.

Gray Wolf quickly set up a crude gray tent.

The sounds of hammering and clanging occasionally came from inside.

Seven hours later, with Lin Feng and Gray Wolf working together, a set of armor was completed.

The armor's design mainly drew from Emperor Armor, along with all kinds of Emperor Armor weapons.

Perhaps because Lin Feng's level was still too low, Gray Wolf's inventing ability remained somewhat limited.

The current Emperor Armor was still fairly trash. It only possessed combat power far beyond that of a Titled Douluo, defense far beyond that of a Titled Douluo, and a belt transformation function.

Looking at the Emperor Armor before him, Lin Feng could not help but sigh. This was fucking absurd.

He had only casually mentioned it.

Yet Gray Wolf had literally hammered it into existence.

Lin Feng glanced at Gray Wolf's crafting tools. It was nothing more than a battered old hammer.

With a few casual knocks on several iron sheets, they had turned into a superalloy with incredible hardness and density.

Lin Feng's evaluation was that absurdity had opened the door for absurdity. This was absurd beyond belief.

"Lin Feng, what are you waiting for? Let's go catch sheep." Gray Wolf stood on Lin Feng's shoulder, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly.

"Gray Wolf, give me the belt."

"Alright." Gray Wolf nodded his head.

Lin Feng shouted, "Emperor Armor, combine!"

A flash of light passed by, and the armor settled firmly onto his body.

Lin Feng casually clenched his fingers into a fist and threw a heavy punch at the ground.

In an instant, a huge pit was smashed into the ground.

"Very good. Perfect." Lin Feng canceled his transformation and left with Gray Wolf.

This belt had an automatic protection function installed. Once it detected danger, it would automatically transform him.

Catching sheep was out of the question.

Why not just spend money and eat some instead?

Lin Feng found a seat by the window and sat down.

This roast lamb restaurant was the most famous in Spirit City. Many soul masters from outside the city came here to eat.

"Lamb leg, hotpot lamb, roast lamb, hand-held lamb, lamb stew, braised radish, braised lamb, lamb noodles, toothpick meat..." Lin Feng ordered every dish available in the restaurant.

Hearing about all this delicious food, Gray Wolf's eyes widened enormously.

So much delicious food—it was simply unbelievable.

When Lin Feng rattled off the menu, even the waiter beside him was shocked.

He hurried inside to call the owner.

The owner walked over to Lin Feng. "Boss, with so many dishes, we'll start cooking right away."

After Gray Wolf waited for a while, lamb hotpot, hotpot lamb, and other dishes were brought to the table one after another.

Looking at all the lamb before him, Gray Wolf instantly felt that it was unbelievable.

He rubbed his eyes, wanting to make sure he was not seeing things.

The rich aroma of meat told him that all of this was real.

Ever since childhood, his dream had been to eat lamb. He had worked hard for decades without ever achieving it.

And now, so much lamb was laid out before him.

Gray Wolf stretched out his paw, picked up a piece of lamb, and gently placed it into his mouth.

Delicious. It was simply too delicious.

This Great King, Gray Wolf, had finally fulfilled his dream.

Gray Wolf quietly blinked, still feeling that everything before him was unreal.

The dream he had failed to achieve after working so hard for so long had been casually fulfilled by this person named Lin Feng.

Gray Wolf felt incredibly, incredibly useless. Aside from hand-crafting armor, he could not do anything else.

"This Great King's, this Great King's, it's all This Great King's." Gray Wolf stretched out his little paws, grabbed the lamb, and frantically stuffed it into his mouth.

Delicious, it was just too delicious.

"Come, Nana, Nana."

"Walk slower."

"Be careful. Don't fall."