The Possibility of Suddenly Becoming a God

The moment those words were spoken, even Tang Wulin, who had been mentally prepared, was stunned for quite a while.

God-tier—on the Douluo Continent, it was far more than a simple legend. Twenty thousand years ago, according to the records of Shrek and the Spirit Pagoda, it had been a glorious and enviable era.

But after so much time had passed, nearly everyone who knew of it well had died. By ten thousand years later, people regarded it as nothing more than a rather illusory legend.

Until the emergence of God-tier Battle Armor...

It had been a highly unexpected experiment. In a secluded wilderness plain within the Federation, Tang Wulin's parents had been fortunate enough to be selected as researchers there, responsible for the development and design of Battle Armor.

That was all well and good, but where should they begin?

Among the Federation's existing resources and Rare Metals, peak Four-word Battle Armor was already considered hellishly difficult to forge.

On top of that, only one Divine Craftsman had emerged over the years. This made Four-word Battle Armor rarer than winning the grand prize in the lottery.

"Teacher, hasn't the higher-ups' production of Four-word Battle Armor always been unstable? Wouldn't suddenly starting on Five-word Battle Armor be too rash?" Tang Ziran cautiously asked.

Elder Meng did not answer. He neither opposed nor outright rejected the decision from above.

After all, technological advancement was inevitable. Just as Soul Tools had been ten thousand years ago, Battle Armor was the finest embodiment of technological progress.

A meeting was quickly convened. Their task this time was simple, consisting of two parts: regardless of how many resources were required, they had to create the Design Blueprint and appearance of God-tier Battle Armor.

The Federation would grant the various researchers a certain degree of authority,