Turning around, Zhou Ziwei saw Wang Xuewei and Chu Qiutang covering their mouths and giggling. He became even more depressed, wondering if he should just remove the outer shell of the aircraft and use it to protect his waist and cover his private parts. Otherwise, would he really have to fly back naked?
But he already has quite a few odds and ends on him, and if he were to wear the outer shell of the aircraft as underwear, he probably wouldn't be able to carry his important belongings.
For some reason, Zhou Ziwei suddenly thought of the Divine Wish Tower, one of the twenty-seven national treasures of the Great Xia Dynasty. After visiting the Divine Wish Tower, Zhou Ziwei learned that it was a high-tech product far ahead of the technology of this era, or more accurately, an automatic metal smelting machine. The most powerful feature of this machine was that it could automatically cast the metal it absorbed into certain shapes and objects.
Zhou Ziwei thought that he also possessed a divine power source separated from the Tower of Divine Wishes. Moreover, he had already used this divine power source to decompose and devour a considerable amount of metallic substances.
Strangely, after he swallowed these metallic substances, they disappeared without a trace. It seemed as if they had been integrated into his body, yet his weight did not increase at all, which was truly incomprehensible.
Zhou Ziwei pondered that if the divine power within him could automatically shape metal like the complete Tower of Divine Wishes, that would be wonderful. Wouldn't he be able to use the metal devoured by his divine power to create a suit of metal armor at will, so he wouldn't have to run around naked anymore?
Originally, this was just an unrealistic and illusory fantasy. However, to Zhou Ziwei's utter surprise, the moment this thought arose in his mind, he suddenly felt an inexplicable and unbearable throbbing pain in his body.
Zhou Ziwei was slightly taken aback. Just as he was about to use his soul consciousness to check what was happening in his body, he suddenly felt a dazzling light rise up on his bare body, instantly enveloping his entire body.
Isn't this white light the divine power source that he once absorbed into his body?
Zhou Ziwei was shocked. This divine power originated from entering his body and fought a great battle with the tens of thousands of soul powers he had mobilized. After finally settling down peacefully, it had been relatively well-behaved ever since.
Although it doesn't readily obey Zhou Ziwei's commands, it no longer runs out to cause trouble. In fact, whenever a metallic object attacks it and poses a threat to Zhou Ziwei's life, this divine power source will automatically release itself, swallowing all the attacking metallic objects whole. It can be said that it has saved Zhou Ziwei several times in a row.
But this time... Zhou Ziwei didn't encounter any danger... So what's wrong with this divine power source that suddenly appeared?
Could it be that... this divine power is responding to my unrealistic fantasy just now?
The thought of this possibility made Zhou Ziwei's heart start pounding uncontrollably.
Enveloped in this dazzling white light, even Zhou Ziwei himself couldn't see what changes were taking place in his body. So he couldn't help but mobilize his vast soul consciousness, which instantly emanated from his body and directly penetrated into that blinding white light...
Tiny metallic particles then appeared in Zhou Ziwei's vision constructed by his soul consciousness. These tiny metallic particles, like the smallest atoms, suddenly burst forth from the blinding white light. Then, more and more metallic particles, like tadpoles swimming in water, swam continuously in the white light. But soon, as if attracted by some strange force, these tiny metallic particles began to rapidly gather together and slowly merge into one...
As the blinding white light slowly contracted into Zhou Ziwei's body, a metallic undergarment gleaming with silver light was revealed on Zhou Ziwei's skin.
That's right, the thing looked like just a piece of metal underwear, and definitely didn't resemble armor at all.
The entire metallic bra was tightly attached to Zhou Ziwei's body, without a single seam from top to bottom, and it even gave people a very soft yet very hot feeling.
Despite wearing this strange metallic bra, Zhou Ziwei still looked no different from being naked.
Because this metallic bra was so thin, almost transparent, and because it clung tightly to the skin, Zhou Ziwei looked as if he were naked with a layer of silver powder on his body.
Especially his two not-so-large nipples on his chest, and the tool he used to bully girls below, were outlined quite prominently by the metal bra, even more so than when he was naked.
Wang Xuewei and Chu Qiutang were both speechless with shock at what happened to Zhou Ziwei. Although they had been shocked before while following Zhou Ziwei, they still found it difficult to develop any immunity to the shock after so many times. Each strange change still left them feeling incredibly horrified.
However, since they were already in a strange space that was completely different from their original world, this kind of horror did not cause them too much psychological pressure. So at this moment, they subconsciously dropped the flying device they were holding, covered their mouths with their slender hands, and stared blankly at Zhou Ziwei, but did not scream.
Upon hearing the sound of something heavy falling to the ground, Zhou Ziwei immediately turned around and glanced at it. Then, his facial muscles twitched slightly involuntarily.
Didn't these two women know that the aircraft's structure had major flaws and couldn't withstand strong impacts? Luckily, the soil beside the lake was relatively loose; if they had accidentally dropped it onto the rocks, the consequences would have been horrific… These two stunning beauties would be blown to bits right now…
Zhou Ziwei gave a soft "humph," too lazy to pay attention to the two idiotic women, and even less in the mood to explain anything to them, because even he himself couldn't be sure how he possessed this ability.
The source of divine power is indeed truly wondrous...
Zhou Ziwei was initially skeptical of the old charlatan's claim that the white light emanating from the Tower of Divine Wishes was the source of divine power, but now he was genuinely beginning to wonder if this magical light might actually have been a seed of power left behind in this world by a powerful deity.
Since ghosts exist in this world, and there's even a six-syllable mantra that can clearly be used to subdue them, why wouldn't there be gods? There are too many things in this world that are incomprehensible and clearly incompatible with its technological level. Perhaps… the explanation that this world has gods, or that it once had gods, would be easier to accept!
The divine power source could actually separate the metal material that had been absorbed and fused into it in this form, and form a metal "armor" according to Zhou Ziwei's wishes. However, Zhou Ziwei was not an easily satisfied person.
The design of this metallic underwear is truly baffling.
Therefore, Zhou Ziwei wanted to push his luck and make further changes to this set of metal underwear.
This idea isn't actually that outrageous. Since he imagined that a metal bra would appear out of nowhere on his body, what could be more outrageous than that?
If that mysterious white light were still surrounding him, he would be absolutely self-aware enough to know that the white light was something that seemed to possess independent life and thought, and would not be easily manipulated by him.
However, now that the source of divine power has shrunk back into his body, Zhou Ziwei is thinking of trying to see if he can control the metal underwear that looks almost tangible.
As Zhou Ziwei's soul consciousness penetrated, he once again discovered that the seemingly unified metal underwear was still composed of individual metal particles that appeared to be moving around.
Since these metal particles have gaps that are invisible to the naked eye, and all of them are highly active, if Zhou Ziwei could control these metal particles with his soul consciousness, wouldn't he be able to change the shape of this metal underwear at will?
Having conceived this idea, Zhou Ziwei immediately put it into practice without hesitation.
Zhou Ziwei soon discovered that if he completely enveloped a metal particle with his soul consciousness, he could indeed control it at will.
However... what chilled him to the bone was that this seemingly thin, almost transparent metal underwear was actually composed of countless metal particles. Zhou Ziwei estimated that even if he could mobilize all his soul consciousness, he could probably only control a piece smaller than a fingernail at most.
And if he were to slowly change the shape of the metallic underwear like this, he might work himself to death for a whole day and night and still not be able to completely succeed...
"It's really troublesome!" Zhou Ziwei scratched his head speechlessly, thinking to himself, "If only this metal underwear could be like an amoeba, automatically changing shape just by moving my mind, that would be great."
Amoeba, oh yeah... How could I forget that? You know, the reason amoebas can change shape according to my will is because they have an independent soul that I created inside them... Since this metal underwear is also a relatively complete item, why don't I just create an independent soul inside it as well? That way, wouldn't I be able to manipulate this garment through this independent soul?
Thinking of this, Zhou Ziwei's enthusiasm soared.
Although, given the size of this metal underwear, creating an independent soul within it would require a considerable amount of soul power.
However, the thought that he would now possess a metal garment that could be freely changed in shape and style completely eliminated any hesitation for Zhou Ziwei. He then calmed down and began to mobilize the power of his soul, continuously channeling it towards a single point on the metal garment.
Zhou Ziwei originally thought that although the metal underwear looked very large, if they were stacked together, they might not be much larger than a new type of cross dart. Moreover, since this thing was made entirely of metal, its structure was relatively simple, and it was also a non-living substance. Therefore, it probably wouldn't consume too much soul power.
A few hundred units of soul power should be enough to fill it.
However, when he actually tried it, Zhou Ziwei was immediately shocked.
Because at this moment, Zhou Ziwei's sea of souls didn't have much misty soul power left, he dared not continue using it, lest the misty soul power be completely exhausted and he would once again experience that feeling of having his body's sensitivity hundreds of times greater than that of ordinary people at all times.
That feeling was really not pleasant to describe...
Therefore, Zhou Ziwei plans to use liquid soul power to create an independent soul body this time.
Although he had never done this before, he figured that whether it was aerosol-like or liquid soul power, they were essentially the same, the only difference being the concentration.
Therefore, Zhou Ziwei believed that what could be done with aerosol-like soul power could also be done with liquid soul power.
However, when Zhou Ziwei carefully broke down a drop of liquid soul power and poured it into the seemingly thin metal underwear, he suddenly felt that the metal underwear was like a bottomless pit. As his soul power was continuously poured into it, there was no sign of it forming an independent soul entity.
Soon, an entire drop of liquid soul power was completely integrated into it, which meant that even after Zhou Ziwei had consumed a thousand units of soul power, there was still no reaction.
Now that things had come to this, Zhou Ziwei felt like he was in a bind, so he simply mobilized the second and third drops of liquid soul power.
Could I have made a mistake? Is it true that only mist-like soul power can condense into an independent soul entity, while liquid soul power has no such effect? Or… is it because this metallic underwear was decomposed from the source of divine power, and therefore completely beyond my control, so even if I exhaust all my soul power, I still can't condense an independent soul entity from it? God… if that's the case, then I'm in big trouble…
While Zhou Ziwei was wailing in his heart, the transmission of his soul power never stopped for a moment, because he knew that if he wanted to establish an independent soul body within something, he had to do it all in one go.
During this process, if the transmission of soul power is interrupted even for a moment, the entire effort will immediately fail.
Three drops, four drops, five drops...
With each drop of water dropped into the vortex formed by the power of the soul within the metal underwear, Zhou Ziwei felt his heart bleeding.
He now has less than 40,000 units of soul power stored in his sea of souls, and so far he has not found any substance in this world that can replenish his soul power in large quantities.
Killing might replenish his resources, but when Zhou Ziwei's soul power began to be measured in tens of thousands, obtaining a dozen or twenty soul powers sporadically no longer held much appeal for him.
Even after slaughtering over a hundred people at the mountainside, it only replenished his soul power by a little over a thousand.
But in the blink of an eye, he has already poured over five thousand units of soul power into this metal underwear. How many souls would he have to devour to replenish that?
There's no turning back now, damn it, go for it!
Zhou Ziwei secretly hardened his heart, then stopped calculating how much soul power he would lose, and just angrily began to fill the bottomless pit.
In any case, if he ultimately invests all his soul power but still cannot condense an independent soul body, then if he can recite the Six-Syllable Mantra the moment the vortex formed by soul power collapses, he can at least recover half of his soul power.
Based on this calculation, he would probably lose no more than 20,000 units of soul power at most.
Well... although the losses were quite severe, as long as he can recover some, he won't be afraid of not having a chance to make up for it later...
Come on! I refuse to believe that something made of metal can become a bottomless pit that can never be filled.
Volume 2, Nightmare of the Assassin, Chapter 406: Let me punish you in the name of God!
Once Zhou Ziwei got angry, he started frantically pouring drops of liquid soul power into the vortex of soul power that had been created on the metal underwear, regardless of the cost.
With each drop he added, his soul power reserves would instantly decrease by a thousand, but Zhou Ziwei was no longer concerned about that now.
Fortunately, Zhou Ziwei's earlier plan to exhaust all his soul power in one go did not happen. When he had used up about half of his existing soul power, he finally stopped.
A strange soul suddenly formed in that deep vortex. With a strange fluctuation, Zhou Ziwei immediately felt a deep, flesh-and-blood connection between himself and the newborn soul, as well as the metal underwear that the soul controlled.
This was definitely not an ordinary independent soul entity. Zhou Ziwei could sense that this soul entity gave him a feeling that was different from any other one before.
This is not only because this soul entity has consumed a massive amount of soul power, making it stronger than any independent soul entity before, but also because the connection between Zhou Ziwei's main soul and this soul entity formed through the infusion of soul power is much closer than that between any independent soul entity before.
Or perhaps it's because this soul entity consumed half of Zhou Ziwei's current soul power, so it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call this soul entity another clone of Zhou Ziwei.
And this was exactly how he felt at that moment. As long as he had a thought, the soul would react accordingly. This feeling was completely different from when he used to control the ladybug or command the new cross-shaped darts.
He felt that he could basically have subtle control over the metal underwear he was wearing, rather than having to go through an intermediary soul.
In the next second, a very stylish and unique silver-white suit appeared on Zhou Ziwei's body.
Moreover, with a flash of Zhou Ziwei's thought, the slightly dazzling silver-white light on the suit quickly subsided, making the suit look as if it were made of a special fabric, rather than a metal product.
"Haha... I finally don't have to run around naked anymore."
Zhou Ziwei casually adjusted his clothes and slightly changed the style of his shoes before bursting into laughter.
Although the amount of soul power he consumed this time was outrageously large, causing his soul power reserves to drop to less than 20,000, Zhou Ziwei was not too upset.
Because of the new soul's control over the metallic clothing, Zhou Ziwei gained a deeper understanding of this garment that could be freely transformed.
This thing should be considered to be made of a very strange alloy, whose toughness far exceeds any alloy that Zhou Ziwei knows on Earth.
Moreover, it also has amazing softness and elasticity.
If Zhou Ziwei wanted, he could stretch out the sleeves of this garment at any time, transforming them into an indestructible blade.
It can also suddenly separate a small piece of alloy from its shoes, turning it into a throwing knife to stab a distant target.
Moreover, in addition to being sharp, this throwing knife can also generate extremely high temperatures.
Because a large proportion of these alloys are made of blazing iron, the arrowheads of the blazing arrows used by the wizards of the Usang Kingdom.
This made Zhou Ziwei feel like he was about to become a liquid metal robot from "The Terminator." Therefore, this suit was not only for Zhou Ziwei to cover his body, but it also had a strong effect on improving his strength.
Therefore, the consumption of over ten thousand units of soul power has been used up, and at least for now, it was absolutely worthwhile.
During the flight back to the camp, Zhou Ziwei struggled to explain to Wang Xuewei and Chu Qiutang what had just happened to him.