Two days later.
Besides fishing and exercising, Yang Yi had one more thing to do: test the Lost Penitent Armor and try to control it.
Testing put its estimated Strength at eight, about the same as Yang Yi in his frenzy state.
But its unarmed destructive power far exceeded his. It was hard armor, after all.
The method for testing its strength was simple: have it snap a specific number of chopsticks.
It was only a rough estimate anyway, so there was no need for precision.
Yang Yi also tested its hardness.
Attacks from the Roaring Flintlock in standard mode left only shallow dents in the armor, which soon repaired themselves.
The spikes were no mere decorations either. They were sharp and could be treated as iron thorns that increased its lethality.
It had drawbacks too, and serious ones.
This armor liked to do the opposite of what whoever gave it orders wanted.
Tell it to go east, and it went west. Tell it to stand, and it sat.
It was not very smart.
Nor did it recognize a master. It would follow anyone's orders, going by the last command it heard.
If people gave it orders at the same time, it stopped moving, possibly because there was too much information for it to understand.
Su Na helped with the tests for a while, taking considerable interest in the moving armor.
If she could figure out how it worked, she could try to replicate it to make various machines that operated on their own, even saving on electricity.
"Should we try melting it down and recasting it to see whether it can still move?"
Su Na made the suggestion while keeping a safe distance from the armor.
"If we use Charred Liquor to fuel a blowtorch, the temperature can reach