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"Honestly, I'm not trying to complain, but the Four-word Battle Armor hasn't even been fully popularized yet. How did a God-tier Battle Armor suddenly appear? Just how badly do those people up there want to get in?" Elder Long frowned, grumbling helplessly.

Thinking back then, in order to obtain a single component for a Four-word Battle Armor, they had been willing to brave any danger, nearly sacrificing their lives.

But now, just as things had entered a stable phase, they were about to make another breakthrough. Wasn't that deliberately pushing themselves toward destruction?

"We should notify the Dove Faction. When they go up there, they absolutely must not continue their research. I have never opposed expanding outward; there must be endless materials in the universe."

"There will definitely be Five-word Battle Armor, but the time for it to appear may not be now." Long Yeyue was no less troubled than anyone else.

Sometimes, technological development advancing too quickly was not necessarily a good thing.

"In any case, since we have obtained the blueprints, we need to come up with a plan. Uncle Zhen Hua, where do you think we should begin?" Luo Ze interrupted them and turned his gaze toward Zhen Hua beside him.

When they had first invited him, Zhen Hua had been quite hesitant. After all, whether in cultivation or personal attainments, Luo Ze had long since surpassed him, the elder.

Without exaggeration, even if the other party had immediately proposed replacing him, he would not have hesitated in the slightest. He would have been more than happy to give up his position.

"Since we're doing this, we must begin with the materials. As far as I know, forty years ago, the Federation obtained some special Rare Metals at the border. They came from a meteorite."

"The Blacksmith