"Watch out!"
"Watch out!"
"Your armor's coming to beat you up!!!"
The comments erupted like a fountain. Professor Zhang's gaze sharpened. He rolled across the floor, dodging the Eight-Ridged Purple Gold Hammer's strike, while yanking hard at the same time—
Crack!
The power cord was pulled loose, cutting off the livestream instantly. The screen went completely black. At that exact moment, the alarms installed in the studio blared loudly:
"Beep beep—beep beep—beep beep beep beep—"
The piercing noise nearly punched through the roof. At the entrance to the research institute, two Special Affairs Bureau agents jumped to their feet at the same time.
"What happened?!"
One grabbed a measuring device, while the other seized a weapon, and they sprinted outside. As they ran, they called Shen Le without wasting a second:
"Mr. Shen, something happened on Professor Zhang's side. Please go take a look—Shen Le is closer to them! He can act faster! And whether it's the Five Thunder Peach Wood Sword or the other Artifact Spirits around him, reinforcements would only take minutes. Maybe the matter would be resolved before they even got there!"
Shen Le was currently in a frantic mess. Following the method Bearded Guest had provided, he had just sorted all the armor plates in order and arranged them in their proper positions on the table;
he had also organized and finished weaving the leather cords for the armor, laying them out one by one.
He set up the camera, prepared to record, turned on the projection, and began playing the planning and demonstration video for threading the cords.
With an armor plate in one hand and the first leather cord in the other, he was about to begin work. "Wait! Don't move around!!!"
On the workbench in front of him, the suit of armor that