After three or four dozen seconds of silence, feeling the increasingly irresistible pressure radiating from Mr. A, Fern chose to submit.
"She... will become my strongest armor and sharpest blade. She can also do certain things for me."
"I can store excess energy inside her. When I need it..."
Mr. A also wore a look of amazement. "This reminds me of some fantasy knight novels. There are always certain special people who are born with companion weapons, or something similar."
"Could you show us?"
The two seemed able to understand each other without any direct communication. As they spoke, Art Teacher, whose head had almost fully regenerated, reached out, scooped up her last eyeball, and pressed it into her eye socket.
Then, following Fern's shoulder, she climbed to directly in front of it and wrapped herself around it.
Art Teacher's body suddenly withered, forming... armor made entirely of dehydrated muscle fibers.
The armor looked somewhat strange and somewhat disgusting. The constantly roaming gray-black eyeball was especially repulsive, making people want to pluck it out, smash it onto the floor, and grind it beneath their foot.
Lin Qi had Noel take out a pistol. "Is this all right?"
Fern nodded. Noel aimed at it and fired. The bullet failed to penetrate the armor, but the armor let out a sharp, agonized scream.
Its defense was extremely strong. Noel's pistol was no small-caliber weapon. With this armor, there was no doubt that Fern's defensive power had risen another level.
Art Teacher then split off a pair of arms and wrapped them around one of Fern's arms, forming a weapon resembling the Cone-Head Knight Lance.
She could even constantly change its shape. An axe, a greatsword, a massive hammer, and even a shield were all possible.
In truth, the most crucial function was