"Does consciousness determine everything?"
Thomas murmured, but with a crisp click, the little wooden box that had resisted him for so long finally opened. There was none of the dazzling treasure Zheng Qing had imagined, nor any alluring magical fluctuations.
"--Your way of thinking really is unique."
The office's owner smiled and shook his head. He reached into the box, pulled out a grayish bundle, then beckoned Zheng Qing over. "Come try this on."
Zheng Qing had just begun to appreciate the tea's exquisite flavor. Hearing that, he hurriedly took another sip, set down his cup, and rose to walk toward the desk.
"What is this?"
"Protective suit."
Thomas shook out the gray bundle, revealing an ordinary-looking vest. He explained concisely, "You can think of it as armor worn by wizards... It's made from materials like mithril, Dragon Hide, Horned Silkworm Skin, Gastrodia Silk, graystone, and shells. There are also many Talisman Stones carved from moonstones inside. Not only can it resist most Black Magic and curse-based attacks, it can also conceal your presence as much as possible, keeping you from being discovered while carrying out missions."
As he spoke, he slipped the vest over Zheng Qing.
Though it did not look large, it was unexpectedly heavy. Zheng Qing shrugged, feeling that the vest was squeezing his shoulders a little too tightly.
Perhaps it belonged to someone else originally, he thought.
Then he saw Thomas take out two more pieces of equipment. "...These are elbow guards and gloves."
This time, Thomas did not help. Zheng Qing had to put in quite some effort before he managed to equip the elbow guards and gloves properly, his brow furrowing even deeper.
"Can I still fight while wearing this?" he complained instinctively.
Besides the vest constricting his shoulders, the elbow guards and gloves