Of course, this did not mean that the totem armor harbored ill intentions and intentionally messed up Meng Chao's self-control mechanism toward dopamine and endorphins.
It could only be said that it was a normal and even necessary treatment.
After all, Meng Chao had just been hit twice by the boar warrior.
Based on the physical strength of a normal human warrior, even if he was not half-dead, he would be heavily injured.
Forget about the fact that he could not even lift his arms, even his sternum had cracked. Every time he breathed, he felt as if his heart was being torn apart.
In this sort of situation, stimulating his body and releasing a large amount of happy hormones would not only help him relieve his pain and keep him calm, but it would also stimulate his body and release a strength that surpassed his limits. Only then would he be able to escape death.
It was just like how the military doctors on Earth would inject morphine into the heavily injured when they temporarily lacked medical resources.
Saving his life was the most important thing. As for whether he would become addicted to it, that was something he had to consider after he survived.
'So, the totem armor is equipped with a very advanced medical system that can stimulate the master's central nervous system and endocrine system to release a large amount of happy hormones to help the master relieve pain and heal his wounds?
'But the Turing civilization doesn't seem to have any mind techniques that can suppress the secretion of happy hormones and maintain a normal threshold.
"In this way, when a clan warrior puts on the totem armor and continuously fights, stimulating an excessive amount of dopamine and endorphins in the battle, not only will he not feel pain, but he can even get pleasure from the pain, and gradually indulge in this pleasure, unable to extricate himself.
'In just three to five fights … No, if the dosage is high enough, after just one fight, he will … become addicted to fighting!'
It was just like the boar warrior in front of him.
Meng Chao noticed that due to the boar warrior's frenzied attacks, all his muscles were trembling rapidly. Wisps of white smoke came out of his thick fur.
He was like a killing machine that was overloaded.
His beady eyes shone with a murky light, and he gasped in excitement. His expression was savage and crazed.
Every time the morningstar struck him, his features would twitch, and his gaze would turn even crazier.
It was as if he wasn't interested in victory or death at all. He was only addicted to the "battle" itself.
Meng Chao did not know whether the wild boar warrior's field of vision had the same information flow and sound, visual, and electric effects as he did.
Every time the meteor hammer hit a target, golden cuneiform characters surrounded by electric arcs would jump out of the boar warrior's eyes, jumping and shining crazily.
Would the operating system of the Totem Armor transform into the appearance of the boar warrior's most revered ancestor or his most beloved female warrior, cheering him on, encouraging him to fight bravely and continuously level up?
Had every groove in his cerebral cortex been filled with boiling dopamine and endorphins, to the point that nothing in his life except slaughter, conquest, and destruction could interest him in the slightest?
Therefore, in the end, it was the wild boar warrior who was controlling the totem armor to fight.
Or could it be that the Totem Armor was firmly controlling the Wild Boar Warrior?
Meng Chao sighed.
It was time to end this fight.
His figure flashed, and his speed suddenly increased fivefold. He evaded the meteor hammer's bombardment like a ghost. He only used the tip of his left foot to lightly touch the spike of the meteor hammer, and stood in front of the wild boar warrior.
The boar warrior's consecutive attacks had succeeded, and he thought that the "weak" shorty in front of him would be reduced to a pulp the next time he hit him.
He did not expect that Meng Chao would step on the meteor hammer and sink it into the rubble. He could not help but be shocked and angry.
He growled and tried to pull back the meteor hammer.
The chain instantly became taut.
He did not expect that Meng Chao would be able to walk on the straight chain as if it was flat ground. In an instant, he moved from the meteor hammer to the boar warrior.
He tapped lightly with the tip of his foot, and a pliable but persistent force surged into the chain.
The chain instantly changed direction and curled up like a python that had been electrocuted.
The meteor hammer lost control and went to the boar warrior's face.
The boar warrior was shocked and quickly ducked to avoid it.
Meng Chao seized the chance to use his legs to hook and flick, and most of the chain landed in his hands.
He flew over the head of the Wild Boar Warrior like a falcon and arrived behind this gigantic creature.
Bang! Bang!
Meng Chao's Iron Knee struck the center of the boar warrior's spine.
The boar warrior was in pain. He could not help but stretch out his head, which had just retracted.
Meng Chao seized the chance to wrap the chain around the boar warrior's neck and cross it behind him. He spun it a few times like a crocodile's death roll before he exerted force.
The chain instantly sank into the boar warrior's neck.
The boar warrior's eyeballs popped out, and the blood capillaries in them broke.
He struggled with all his might, but due to lack of oxygen and panic, his strength leaked out madly. He could not fight against the power of an ancient beast hidden in Meng Chao's seemingly thin body.
He forced himself to draw the saber by his waist and thrust it behind him in an attempt to hit Meng Chao.
But Meng Chao's body, which was as wide as an iron wall, became an obstacle for the boar warrior.
Meng Chao hid at the center of the boar warrior's back, between two bulging muscles. He was in a blind spot. Unless the boar warrior had the blood of an octopus or cuttlefish and could turn his arms into tentacles that had no joints and could bend at will, it was impossible for him to hit Meng Chao.
At that moment, Meng Chao's body was still secreting a lot of dopamine and endorphins.
The system's assistant, who was in Lu Siya's form, blinked her bloodshot eyes. Her green hair danced about like a venomous snake, and she moved her curvaceous body in a terrifying manner. She cheered for Meng Chao and encouraged him to not show any mercy. If he used a little more strength, he would be able to kill the wild boar warrior.
But what she did not know was that Meng Chao had made the system's assistant look like Lu Siya because he wanted to constantly remind himself not to be bewitched by the totem armor. If he lost himself in the pleasure of killing and could not free himself, he would gradually become a slave to his killing intent.
It was a human controlling the weapon.
It was not the weapon controlling the human.
When he was outside Dragon City, Meng Chao did not mind killing to achieve his goal.
But it was just like what he told Leaf. He did not like being controlled by killing intent or any other power so that he could carry out unnecessary killings.
He would also not treat killing as the only solution.
"Lie down!"
Meng Chao growled and exerted strength in his legs. He twisted his waist and pushed forward. With his shoulder as a pivot, he lifted the four-meter-tall wild boar warrior up and threw it over his shoulder in one clean motion.
Boom!
The boar warrior crashed into the depths of the ruins.
As a result, the dilapidated walls that had just collapsed once collapsed a second time.
His limbs were bent in the opposite direction of his joints, and they were bent in a strange manner.
His fangs protruded out of his mouth, and white foam gushed out of his mouth.
His protruding eyeballs gradually shrank back. His eyes, which had been shining with a murky light, looked a little unfocused. It was as if his fragile brain was still ramming against his sturdy skull, and he was suffering from a severe concussion.
Fortunately, his chest was still heaving a little.
Meng Chao released the shackles, and a large amount of oxygen surged into his lungs through the boar's nose, causing the burly high-grade orc's heart, which was even bigger than a watermelon, to start pounding again.
"Trust me, to you and most of the high-grade orcs, the totem armor is too dangerous. You've already regressed to the era of the ancient races. You won't be able to handle such advanced, high-tech equipment!"
Meng Chao said to the unconscious boar warrior who was foaming at the mouth. "Let me take your place and bear this danger!"
Crack! Rip!
He tore off the boar warrior's armor.
At that moment, the dust around the pit gradually dispersed, and the human warriors' vision became clear again.
Meng Chao had already looted the three human warriors he had knocked down one after another. Forget about the totem armor, he did not even spare the high-calorie food they brought with them.
Then, before the last dust settled, he fled into the slums.
At that moment, all the rat citizens in the slums had already fled.
The battle between the human warriors had also reached its climax.
Everyone's eyes were bloodshot. Their eyes were covered by blood, and only two small holes could be seen in their eyes. They could only see their opponents in front of them. They did not expect that there was a third party lurking in the dark.
It was perfect for Meng Chao to fish in troubled waters. He pushed down seven human warriors one after another, dragged them into a corner, and did whatever he wanted to them.
It had to be known that not all human warriors had the right to be equipped with totem armor.
For the local vassal families, if they could be equipped with half-body armor, even if it was just a breastplate or a shoulder guard, they would be considered quite powerful.
Meng Chao attacked ten totem warriors in a row.
Finally, the two sides in the chaotic battle noticed that something was wrong.
However, they did not think that the third party would benefit from the fight between the sandpiper and the clam.
They thought that the other party had invited a ruthless elite who did not care about martial arts.
If they continued to fight, the remaining totem warriors on their side would be stripped clean.
Both parties finally broke free from the crazy dopamine and endorphin stimulated state of adrenaline.
They entered the traditional phase of talking tough. They cursed and left the battlefield.
Meng Chao did not chase after them.
He was quite satisfied with the first practical test of the totem armor.
The battle armor fragments from ten totemic warriors were enough to piece together a fully enclosed armor that covered every inch of skin on the body.
It also helped him figure out a lot of information about the totem armor.
First, Meng Chao denied his initial speculation that the totem armor was a "biological liquid metal".
The totem armor was not metal.
Metal could not be light as if it had no mass.
It was also impossible for it to change its density and volume so much.
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