Pick up garbage in another world and bring it back to build infrastructure in the end times

Chapter 257 Battle Armor

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Tuyou squatted on the table and took out a bunch of colorful little balls from his belly.

Xiao Baoyu curiously picked one up and played with it in his hand: "Brother Rabbit, these are the battle armors?"

Ma Siyu: "So cool, how do I activate it?"

He thought he would be able to see the majestic armor in the movies soon, and his eyes were shining with excitement.

"Don't be anxious, wait." Tuyou looked at them meaningfully, put the ball in his hand on the light computer, and operated it.

The sphere disappeared in an instant, and was followed by countless blue spots of light.

In the open space, the blue spots of light slowly merged together to form a tall and mighty armored robot covered with countless fingernail-sized scales.

"Wow, this is amazing!" Xiao Baoyu exclaimed, his eyes sparkling with excitement.

"That's right, my God, this is the armor!"

Ma Siyu couldn't help but exclaimed and moved closer, wanting to observe this armor made of light more closely.

Tuyou explained with satisfaction, "These small balls are light energy compressors. Once placed in the optical brain, they can be released. These colors are the colors of the armor, from dark to light. The light ones are ordinary armor, used by daily patrols, and the dark ones are combat armor. Only people with extremely high mental strength can use them. Otherwise, it is easy to suffer brain death during operation."

Sang Jingwen sat beside him and frowned slightly: "Is it that dangerous?"

Tuyo: "Well, the information I got is this, so generally speaking, dark-colored armor is not used by many people. It is an S-level armor and can only be used by people with a mental strength level greater than or equal to S-level."

Xiao Yifei: "Then doesn't that mean only my sister, Ah Wen, my mom and other psychic users can use it?"

Tuyou shook his head: "Not necessarily. There is still a difference between the psychic power on Guangxing and the psychic ability of the end times. But to be on the safe side, I put away all the S-level armors and equip these harmless armors first."

After Sang Chu went into seclusion, Grandma Yunxiang also put aside the affairs of the sea and handed them over to the two brothers Yunjian and Yunluo, and she came to attend this conference.

After hearing this, Grandma Yunxiang suddenly said, "There are currently more than 200 mermaids. About 100 of them can still use their strength normally. The rest are basically physically damaged and have lost the mermaids' innate fighting power. If these battle armors are useful, I would like to let the young mermaids try them out."

Having lost their fighting power, these young men became depressed. If these armors could help them stand up again, it might be a good choice.

Tuyou counted the armor on his hand and took out a storage ring to put some of it in. "I can only give you fifty. I'll send you the specific operation instructions from the computer. This is the equipment for a patrol team. Grandma Yunxiang, Ah Chu will be away for the next few days, and we have to protect our city!"

Grandma Yunxiang: "I know, don't worry, I won't let anyone occupy the master's city."

Xiao Baoyu raised his hands repeatedly: "Brother Rabbit, what about me? What about me? Can I have a battle armor too?"

Tuyou: "Yes, ordinary people will all be equipped with armor. Even if we can't say that everyone is a soldier, at least they can't be a drag."

Xiao Baoyu: "Yes, yes, yes, I will definitely not be a drag, don't worry, big brother!"

Xiao Baoyu held the armor he was assigned and wanted to try it out excitedly, but everyone was still sitting. He could only stroke the armor ball and secretly hope that the meeting would be over soon.

Sang Jingwen: "In that case, should the Armor Team start training?"

Xiao Yifei: "Yes, yes, battle armor is not something that can be mastered in a day or two!"

The little zombie king Lin Yu himself didn't know why he was sitting on the chair in this conference room, and he didn't even know how he came to Sang Chu's base.

But he already likes the life here and doesn't want to cause trouble. Even though he is sitting here and has heard such confidential events, he just wants to be a background board and minimize his presence as much as possible.

Unexpectedly, Sang Jingwen suddenly looked at him and said.

"Lin Yu, our base is currently in need of a large number of crystal cores. These are what the mutant plant in Qinghai City needs. Please make a trip. We need at least 100,000 crystal cores. Of course, the more the better."

Lin Yu's dark eyes were filled with shock: "W-what!!! How many do you need?"

Xiao Yifei said cheerfully, "One hundred thousand, no less. If it's less than one hundred thousand, I can't give you these spirit stones. If it dares to take them, guess whether our hundred or so armors can uproot it. Even if we can't find its taproot, we can still burn it to death!"

Lin Yu then realized that the reason they asked him to come was to show off these armors?

But he hasn't seen the real function of these armors, so how could he be afraid!

Lin Yu: "I can only guarantee that these spirit stones will not be snatched away from me by others, but I can't guarantee whether the tree people will snatch them away from me."

Sang Jingwen said with a half-smile, "It doesn't matter. I'm not afraid of him snatching it away if I dare to give it to you. If it tears up its contract with Haicheng just for this little bit of spirit stone, that's foolish of it. We don't even bother to make deals with fools. Anyway, there's more than just this alienated plant in the apocalypse. At worst, we can find other partners."

Lin Yu stared at Sang Jingwen for a long time before nodding slowly: "Okay, I understand, I'll go right away."

He checked the storage bag that Sang Jingwen handed him, opened it, and saw that it was indeed full of spirit stones. He quickly turned around and left.

Seeing his panic, Xiao Yifei laughed at Sang Jingwen and said, "Ah Wen, he's still the Zombie King. What a joke!"

Sang Jingwen put a weak hand between him and the table, fearing that he would bump into the table. Although he had taken medicine to cure his inability to feel pain, he was used to protecting him and could not change it for the time being.

"He was just worried that if the tree man didn't keep his promise after he went there, he wouldn't be able to return to Haicheng. He said so much just now just to test it. If the spirit stone was swallowed by the tree man, he wouldn't be able to protect it and would not be able to return."

Xiao Yifei blinked and couldn't help but let out a surprised sound: "Tsk tsk tsk, this little zombie king is young, but he has so many tricks up his sleeve!"

Old Yan and the other psychics from Qingliu City were sitting on the other side of the conference table. Upon hearing Xiao Yifei's words, he said, "This little zombie king is a ninth-order fire zombie and also possesses eighth-order spatial abilities. If he were a simple-minded person, he probably wouldn't survive under the hands of that tree man."

Yan Hao: "I've met him a few times before. This guy is very cunning."

The conversation ended there, and Sang Jingwen nodded in understanding: "Don't worry, there will be no problem. Now let's discuss the deployment of the defense. First, let's count the number of people, Qingxiao."