I Think I Can

"Father, why don't you rein in that script of yours? With conditions like these, let alone a Soul Master, even a monster couldn't pull it off."

"Can't the requirements be loosened a little?" Tang Wulin hurriedly asked.

Tang Ziran shook his head regretfully. "Absolutely not. Battle Armor represents the absolute advancement of technology. How could we cut corners?"

After saying that, he revealed the second requirement. "Although it may sound unbelievable, and may even make you think I've truly gone mad, I still have to say it."

"My second condition is to single-handedly attain the god-tier level in all three major Second Professions: design, forging, and crafting."

"Why set such a requirement? Naturally, it is to account for the affinity between Battle Armor and Soul Masters. The requirement for Four-word Battle Armor is that a Soul Master's Second Profession must reach level seven before they can take part in its creation."

"For God-tier Battle Armor, because of the severe shortage of materials, the highest possible success rate must be ensured."

Just one condition was already enough to give anyone a headache. One had to know that becoming a qualified Four-word Battle Armor Master was practically more difficult than becoming a Limit Douluo.

The scarcity of materials and the difficulty of production were only part of the problem. More importantly, the Federation's only Divine Craftsman, Zhen Hua, was already advanced in years. His speed in making Battle Armor had slowed far too much compared to before.

Not to mention mastering the three most important disciplines among the Second Professions. That was simply not something an ordinary person—or even a genius—could endure.

"Such a coincidence?" Luo Ze suddenly spoke, unable to hide the delight in his voice. "It seems the luck of Douluo Continent is still looking after me. Otherwise, why do