208: Chapter 208 Mimicry of All Things!

Su Ming was stunned for a moment.

This symbiote battle suit had been with him for a long time.

It was a gift from the head of the Sun Family, Sun Liancheng.

Ever since the Fusion, it had always stayed quietly on his body, occasionally adjusting its fit automatically, but it had never shown a reaction like this before.

He was now at the Sixth Realm.

The defensive limit of the Scarlet Dancer, which could 'withstand Level 5', had long since fallen behind.

Its only value was convenience.

It grew larger when he grew, and shrank when he shrank, keeping him from being exposed.

That was all.

But now it seemed...

Its potential seemed to be more than just that!

Su Ming looked down at the surging patterns on the dark red fabric of his chest.

It was conveying an extremely faint instinctive consciousness.

It was like...

Hunger.

Su Ming turned his head to glance at the dark silver battle armor on the display stand, then looked at the restless Scarlet Dancer on his body.

It wanted to eat!

Interesting.

Su Ming stepped forward.

He reached out his right hand, pressing his palm against the surface of the dark silver battle armor.

The next instant...

"Hum!!"

Countless fine threads burst from the Scarlet Dancer on his body!

Blood-red threads surged crazily from the surface of the battle suit, dense and thick, wrapping around the dark silver battle armor like a spider web!

The speed was extremely fast!

The threads drilled into the gaps of the silver armor.

Wrapping, penetrating, eroding...

The dark silver battle armor dissolved rapidly, and silver light points flowed back along the threads.

They surged into the interior of the Scarlet Dancer.

Wisps of dark silver light spread throughout his body along the threads.

The battle suit on his body was changing.

Silver patterns seeped into the dark red base color.

The material was restructuring.

The structure was evolving.

On the surface of the symbiote battle suit, which had originally been tightly pressed against his skin, faint scale-like textures emerged, looking like a brand-new form between fabric and metal.

The entire process took less than ten seconds.

The display stand was empty.

Not even a residue was left.

Su Ming looked down.

The battle suit had thickened by a layer overall.

But its flexibility had increased instead of decreasing.

Dark red as the base.

Silver patterns interlaced.

The joint areas featured precise, layered, and nested armor designs, and the texture felt more delicate and firm than before.

He clenched his fist.

The fabric responded instantly to the contraction of his muscles, and the fit had improved by a notch.

That faint consciousness had become clearer.

It had gained a hint of satisfaction.

Su Ming grinned.

An unexpected surprise!

The existence of the dark silver battle armor seemed to have awakened its instinctive consciousness; the upper limit of the Scarlet Dancer was far more outrageous than he had imagined!

"That thing on you..."

Special Envoy Xiao Mu stood three steps away.

His eyes were fixed on the battle suit on Su Ming, his pupils dilated, his lips moved, and for the first time, cracks appeared on his consistently composed face.

"...is...what is it?"

His voice had changed pitch.

His voice trembled slightly.

That set of dark silver battle armor had been built by the headquarters at a great cost, and he had originally intended to introduce the origin and performance parameters of the battle armor.

But before he could even open his mouth.

It was gone!

Eaten clean.

Not even a residue was left.

Su Ming felt the warmth fed back from the battle suit and looked up at Special Envoy Xiao Mu.

"Are there any more?"

"Wha...what?"

Special Envoy Xiao Mu was stunned for a moment.

Su Ming repeated, "Are there any more of this type of dark silver battle armor?"

Special Envoy Xiao Mu opened his mouth.

He shook his head.

"This is the only one."

Su Ming did not ask further.

He turned and walked towards the City Lord's Mansion.

If the Scarlet Dancer could evolve by devouring high-level Materials, then what about the armory? Was there anything else it could eat?

He had to figure out the growth path of this thing.

Su Ming walked quickly away from the tarmac.

He headed straight for the underground armory.

The corridor lights were cold white.

The display racks on both sides were filled with various weapons and equipment: long blades, heavy shields, crossbows, war hammers...

There was a wide variety, and the grades varied.

Su Ming walked all the way through.

The battle suit on his body remained motionless.

No ripples, no warmth, no reaction whatsoever.

From the entrance to the latter half, passing at least a hundred pieces of equipment, the Scarlet Dancer was as quiet as if it were asleep.

Whatever alloy heavy armor, whatever mysterious iron battle blade, whatever Spirit Inscription battle bow...

It didn't fancy a single one.

It was quite a picky eater.

Su Ming curled his lips.

He continued walking inside.

In the innermost part of the armory, several pieces of weapons and equipment with significantly higher quality were displayed separately.

But the Scarlet Dancer still had no reaction.

It didn't fancy these either?

Eat something, at least; this is our own stuff, it doesn't cost money.

He walked back and forth once.

Still no reaction.

Su Ming shrugged.

There was one last place; if it was still picky, there was really nothing he could do.

He stepped towards the corner.

He pushed open an alloy door.

Behind the door was an independent temperature-controlled storage room, which did not contain finished weapons or equipment, but was a raw Material storage area.

Dozens or hundreds of pieces of Ore were neatly arranged on the shelves.

They were of various shapes.

They shimmered with a faint metallic luster, all of them high-quality forging Materials.

Su Ming walked past the first row.

No reaction.

The second row.

No reaction.

When he walked halfway through the third row, his chest felt slightly hot.

It was coming!

A faint emotion came from the battle suit.

Hungry.

Wanted to eat.

Su Ming stopped walking.

His gaze swept over the Ore in front of him.

Eight pieces.

Among the dozens or hundreds of pieces of Ore, the Scarlet Dancer only reacted to eight of them.

Su Ming looked down at the labels.

The nameplates were marked: Red Flame Spirit Iron, Blood Abyss Crystal, Molten Heart Ore, Ink Marrow...

All of them were top-tier forging Materials!

Good grief!

It wouldn't eat ordinary goods, picking only the best to bite into.

Su Ming stepped forward.

Approaching the shelf.

He raised his arm.

"Sss—"

Countless blood-red threads surged from his cuffs and wrapped around the surface of the Ore.

Wrapping, tightening, eroding...

The threads branched out.

Simultaneously wrapping around the remaining Ore.

Five seconds.

The eight pieces of Ore shattered simultaneously, and the light flowed back.

Ten seconds.

The threads retracted.

Only a pile of grey-white slag remained, with no luster and no energy fluctuations; the essence had been sucked dry.

Su Ming looked down.

The patterns on the battle suit on his body were finer than before.

Full?

At his palm, those threads did not retract.

They condensed into a strand, rubbing against Su Ming's palm like a small snake that had eaten too much, wrapping around his knuckles and gently stroking.

The movements were gentle.

Carrying a strange sense of intimacy.

"..."

Su Ming was silent for a good while.

Was this thing acting cute and trying to please him?

He raised his hand.

With a thought.

The threads of the battle suit at the cuffs intertwined and extended...

Spreading along his wrist to his palm, wrapping the entire palm inside.

Tight fit.

Seamless.

He moved his fingers, and the flexibility was not reduced in the slightest.

With another thought.

The entire battle suit gathered towards his right palm.

The dark red fabric flowed like mercury, all surging towards his palm; the threads in his palm became more and more numerous, denser and denser...

Solidifying.

Compressing.

A scarlet spear appeared!

The spear body was entirely dark red.

Silver patterns were vaguely visible flowing on the surface. He weighed it; the spear's weight was quite handy, 30% lighter than the star abyss spear, and its toughness was excellent.

But on his body...

Su Ming looked down.

All over his body, his clothes had almost completely disappeared, leaving only a pair of light red boxers.

A Dragon was faintly visible within them.

Conservation of mass.

That was reasonable.

With a thought.

The threads flowed back, re-weaving into a battle suit that covered his entire body.

Returning to his normal attire state.

Su Ming grinned.

Interesting.

This thing could evolve by devouring, could morph into anything, and was picky, eating only top-tier Ore Materials.

Growth limit...

Unknown.

But for now, as long as he kept feeding it top-tier Ore Materials, its defensive power, plasticity, and even volume would continue to grow.

The problem was that top-tier Ore Materials were not easy to get.

Su Ming thought for a moment.

Lingke Group.

They were the top tier in the weapon-casting world, and the top-tier Ore Materials in their hands...

Thinking about it this way.

Actually, being a weapon caster was also pretty good.