This Is My Planet - Chapter 32 - Chapter 32 – Battle Armor And Charger
“General.” A subordinate entered, interrupting Yan Wuyue lost in thought.
“What’s the situation?”
“The Zhou family indeed seems clueless about Zhou Pengcheng’s situation. They’ve cut off all connections.”
“Hmph.” Yan Wuyue sneered, “Zhou Pengcheng has only been in Sangyu City for a little over ten days. Do they think they can fool anyone?”
The subordinate hesitated for a moment before sighing. “They don’t need to fool anyone, just make it superficially acceptable.”
“Cleverly handled, but ruthless. Zhou Pengcheng is their direct son, right?”
“General, you should be careful about…”
“I know.”
“Also, regarding what you mentioned, someone not being a divine descendant but practicing cultivation… We only know that there are such individuals in the Cultivators Association. This association has a bit of a mysterious background…”
“Let it go. We deal with combat. We don’t have experts in investigating power struggles.”
“Huh?” The subordinate was surprised, “Captain, this might pose a threat to you too. Don’t you want to investigate? We might not be experts, but we could discreetly commission another unit…”
Yan Wuyue smiled, “This association has drawn someone’s attention. There’s no need to bother.”
“…”
“Oh, by the way.” Yan Wuyue suddenly asked, “1024, you’re a fan of Ling Moxue, right?”
The subordinate had a slightly fanatical expression, “Yes, General. Ling Moxue’s voice is…”
“You’re all just focusing on her appearance, not her singing, right?”
“General, it’s a misunderstanding. Your face isn’t any worse than hers. But who can take a fancy to you… Aah, help!!”
Bang! A human-shaped dent appeared on the wall. 1024 slowly slid down the wall to the ground.
Yan Wuyue dusted off her hands casually and asked, “Is Ling Moxue’s concert today or tomorrow?”
“The concert’s postponed. It’s said that Ling Moxue suddenly felt a bit unwell…”
Yan Wuyue narrowed her eyes slightly.
In fact, she didn’t recognize the figure in the black robe as Ling Moxue. As Xia Guixuan mentioned, her divine sense was indeed quite average. The opponent’s robe had a strong masking effect, and her Flame Eye couldn’t penetrate it, let alone discern any changes in the voice.
But she instinctively felt that the woman in the black robe should be someone she’d met before, for no apparent reason.
Inquiring about Ling Moxue was just a random guess among the women she knew. She didn’t expect to hit the mark on the first try.
A celebrity’s concert being postponed due to feeling unwell? Maybe Ling Moxue had the privilege to be whimsical like that… But wasn’t Ling Moyue said to be a Level 3 genetic warrior? Would she get sick so easily?
Could it be that it wasn’t sickness at all, but absorbing the sacred blood instead…
So the person in the black robe didn’t often stay in Sangyu City because she was quite busy…
But there was some logic missing here. Why didn’t they send a strong person to stay here long-term? Were they afraid of being found out?
Yan Wuyue pondered for a moment but then shook her head, deciding not to delve further.
She wanted to ask, as there’s no one who wouldn’t want to understand those who wanted to kill them. But she also knew that Xia Guixuan’s reminder was correct. Conflicting with them at this moment would be detrimental since she couldn’t handle the consequences.
Since Xia Guixuan had set his sights on those people, Yan Wuyue genuinely believed those individuals were finished. She hadn’t seen a more terrifying existence than Xia Guixuan, even though he always appeared amiable.
…
Xia Guixuan, who was seemingly invincible in Yan Wuyue’s mind, appeared a bit stern at this moment.
When the battle armor was worn by Yan Wuyue, he didn’t directly scan or analyze it. Although he was confident he wouldn’t see through her, he felt that approach was too invasive… He could say his eyes only saw skeletons, but it didn’t seem the same to the other person…
Now that a battle armor was physically present, he could finally analyze it seriously.
As Xia Guixuan sipped his tea and touched the battle armor, he even forgot to drink, his teacup momentarily paused near his lips.
This thing is much more powerful than imagined…
Thinking about it, it should be… Yan Wuyue, a pseudo-Qian Yuan early-stage, attains the strength equivalent to the Qian Yuan later stage after wearing the battle armor. It might seem normal at a glance, but it’s terrifying on closer inspection. Because at the Qian Yuan level, the energy difference between early and later stages can obliterate all the energy from previous levels combined.
What kind of concept is a piece of armor providing such abilities and protection?
Not to mention that it could also provide mental enhancement and disrupt certain wavelengths, masking most of her shortcomings in spiritual cultivation.
What kind of effect is this… Very high-level magical artifacts are either for offense, defense, or enhancement. Achieving a combination of protection and self-amplification in one body is extremely rare, especially considering this one also protects against physical and spiritual attacks.
This one in front of him was of a lower level armor, configured for a Level 3 warrior, but the effect was the same, just scaled down accordingly…
This directly bypasses how many years a cultivator should spend in arduous cultivation. This is still a mass-produced product, only restricted by materials, unlike when cultivators spent countless efforts refining an artifact…
With something like this, Yin Xiaoru’s strengthening and resistance-increasing potions were probably reserved for special situations for when one wasn’t wearing a battle armor, otherwise they would be useless.
And the battle armor isn’t just a single piece of clothing, there are other accessories.
Xia Guixuan picked up a pair of goggles and examined them for a while, then shook his head.
The goggles had the ability to see through corresponding levels of illusions, provide visibility in certain environments, and had a certain degree of penetrative ability.
There weren’t even any guns here, which were the benchmark for offensive magical artifacts… Xia Guixuan wouldn’t believe that the gun Yin Xiaoru held could represent the destructive power of the human military. There must be more terrifying firearms or other forms of war machines.
Such as a galactic battleship… Could it have the power to annihilate stars?
Just thinking about it made him feel sorry for the divine descendants. He finally understood why a cultivation civilization of twenty-five thousand years would have been encroached upon by humans, and why wars continued to come and go…
It’s simply cheating…
But thinking about it again, while artifacts are essential for cultivators, they wouldn’t depend to this extent. What cultivators truly value is their personal cultivation. At lower levels, they might rely more on external items, but at higher levels like himself, conventional artifacts are mostly useless. With a wave of his hand, he could exhibit the power of artifacts. What materials could match up to his own abilities?
They only relied on a single life treasure, which was inseparable from themselves. Other magical artifacts were just given away casually, or used sparingly at certain times…
Meaning, once divine descendants ascend in their cultivation, they don’t rely on external items like humans do… If humans are trapped in situations where external items limit their abilities, then they’re mostly useless, but it doesn’t affect divine descendants much.
Additionally, the formations used by divine descendants are particularly useful during battles, something that humans don’t really have anything comparable to.
Each has its strengths and weaknesses.
Xia Guixuan looked up and pondered for a while before suddenly laughing.
Descendants fighting each other, equally matched, with their own strengths and weaknesses, dragging on for years…
It felt like he was currently dealing with two kids who injured each other in a fight, “Stop fighting already!”
Ridiculous.
Don’t let me catch you fighting again; I’ll make you understand what your ancestor and divine creator’s slap feels like.
“Fat Tiger, do you think I should find a human to wear this level of battle armor? Will it be able to withstand a descendant’s attack?”
Fat Tiger looked puzzled.
“Not my way.” Xia Guixuan sighed to himself. “Forget about using external items. Even if I analyze their battle armor, it won’t really help my path… Could it be that my path doesn’t align with the technological direction? Did I think wrong before?”
“Hey, who were you just talking to?” Yin Xiaoru’s voice came from below. Turning to look, the little fox swiftly darted up from the mountain path, looking quite nimble.
Upon reaching the mountaintop and gazing at the bamboo and wooden pavilion, Yin Xiaoru was baffled, “What… what is this?”
Pouring tea casually, Xia Guixuan responded, “This is immortality.”
Inwardly, he wondered if this could spark some enthusiasm in her to learn immortal techniques. Even Yan Wuyue looked dumbfounded.
Yin Xiaoru was truly shocked. She had only been gone for half a morning, and yet everything seemed to have changed so much. Was his transformation technique really this astonishing? But how did this faint aura of spiritual energy revive? The entire mountain area looked like a fairyland, even more beautiful than before.
Despite being very impressed, Yin Xiaoru tried to maintain her character, “The electrical wiring that was hidden in the house before, you didn’t make them disappear, did you? How will you watch TV or charge your watch in the future?”
Xia Guixuan’s hand paused as he poured the tea, and all the immortality intent dissipated with a single sentence.
The atmosphere suddenly became very quiet.
It felt like Fat Tiger was laughing.
Xia Guixuan gritted his teeth, “Damn fox, come up here.”
Yin Xiaoru leaped up, and on the edge, she saw Fat Tiger squatting there. She almost scared herself into revealing her fox ears, instinctively taking a defensive stance to fight Fat Tiger.
A natural enemy!
Xia Guixuan couldn’t be bothered to laugh at her. He unclasped his watch and threw it over, “Do you see my watch lacking power?”
Yin Xiaoru, keeping an eye on Fat Tiger, cautiously caught the watch and glanced at it, becoming dumbfounded again.
It was fully charged, and he had been using it for two or three days without it losing any power.
Xia Guixuan was exasperated, “This trivial amount of electricity trick, I could do it on my first day of cultivation. And you’re telling me about electric wires!”
“Uh, that…” Yin Xiaoru unclasped her own watch, carefully avoiding Fat Tiger, and handed it over, “I forgot to charge my watch yesterday, got caught up with Sister Yan… Since you’re so convenient, can you charge it for me…”
Xia Guixuan was expressionless.
Others see me as an immortal emperor, and you see me as a charger!