Meng Chao removed a total of ten totem warriors' armor fragments.
Even though quite a number of them were only equipped with half a breastplate or a pair of gauntlets, high-grade orcs were generally larger than Earthlings.
But when he considered the fact that high-grade orcs were generally larger than Earthlings, the armor fragments from the four-meter-tall wild boar warrior alone were enough to cover him from head to toe, and not a single drop of water would be able to get through.
However, Meng Chao absorbed the armor fragments of ten totem warriors in a row, and he only managed to cover his last toe.
This meant that during the process of the totem armor fragments fusing with each other, their volume and density had gone through a shocking change. They had shrunk by a large margin.
This degree of shrinkage was not something that could be explained by the molecular compression.
It might even be related to the changes in the atomic energy layer.
Meng Chao did not feel "heavy" at all when he absorbed so many armor fragments into his body.
He only felt as if there was a hungry beast lurking in his body, and its desire for high-calorie nutrients and cultivation resources was ten times stronger than before.
This made him suspect that not only was the totem armor not a kind of "metal", it might even belong to the category of pure "matter". It was a question mark.
Second, every time Meng Chao absorbed an armor fragment, a new wave of data would surge into his brain.
It was the fighting experience attached to the armor fragment.
Of course, there was also the system assistant or artificial intelligence that had taken the form of its former master.
It seemed like as more armor fragments fused together, the system assistant that helped its master control the totem armor became smarter and stronger.
Not only did more cuneiform characters appear in Meng Chao's field of vision, the frequency at which they shone became faster. It was as if they could help Meng Chao control every single piece of data within a circular area of one hundred meters, including the trajectory of the dust particles.
And when Meng Chao used Walking Corpse to intentionally reduce the flow of blood to his brain and the amount of oxygen in his blood so that he could enter a semi-conscious state and relax his control over his body, the totem armor would also stimulate his nerve endings and muscle fibers, allowing him to react instinctively and dodge his enemy's attacks. In fact, he could even execute a series of dazzling totem techniques.
It meant that as long as the totem armor was equipped, even if the owner was heavily wounded and unconscious, there was still a chance that the totem armor could win the battle or at least retreat from the battlefield when it was not controlled by anyone.
This sort of artificial intelligence technology was ten times stronger than Dragon City's unmanned aerial vehicle swarm attacks and the automatic patrol technology of the thinking vehicles with monster brains.
Of course, any artificial intelligence system was a double-edged sword.
Especially when it was used on powerful war machines.
Handing over a large number of combat tasks to the artificial intelligence meant that the master's control over the totem armor would continue to decrease.
The Totemic Armor might act on its own initiative, maximizing the sound and visual effects during a fierce battle and stimulating the owner's brain to secrete excessive dopamine and endorphins.
Regardless of whether the totemic armor was made with good intentions or not, it would make its owner addicted to fighting and treat fighting as the only meaningful thing in life.
The more battle armor fragments he fused with, the stronger the totemic battle armor would be, and the more serious the problem would be.
What Meng Chao absorbed today was the lowest grade battle armor fragment. Even if it enveloped his entire body and the artificial intelligence contained in it, it was impossible for it to fight against his will, which had been tempered by the apocalypse.
By quietly circulating his mind technique, he could easily break down the excessive dopamine and endorphins so that his need for pleasure hormones could be maintained within a reasonable threshold.
But Meng Chao was not certain what would happen if he absorbed the Mithril Shredder from the hailstorm.
And the Mithril Shredder was far from the strongest totemic armor in the Turan civilization.
Regardless of whether it was the Blood Hoof Family's Lava Rage.
Or the Golden Clan's ancient armor that had been passed down for millions of years.
The artificial intelligence contained in it had the fighting experience of hundreds of masters, but it was impossible for it to so easily acknowledge a new master who was not from the Turan civilization.
"Was this the reason why the Dragon Citizens in my previous life didn't conduct in-depth research on the totemic armor and even tried to reverse engineer it?"
Meng Chao mumbled to himself.
He did not find any information about Dragon City's knockoff totemic armor in his previous life in his memory fragments.
Logically speaking, Dragon City and the Turan civilization were allies who fought side by side in his previous life.
But that was not the case. At the very least, when they were destroyed one after the other, both sides did not turn against each other and betray each other.
Then, it was normal for them to exchange cultivation systems and fighting skills, learn from each other's strengths to make up for their weaknesses, and trade with each other, right?
High-grade orcs did not have a strong concept of secrecy.
Meng Chao did not believe that the higher-ups of Dragon City in his previous life could not even get the most normal totemic armor.
As long as they could get a totemic armor, the scientists and archaeologists in Dragon City should be able to discover the secrets of the Turan civilization and realize just how powerful this ultimate equipment for individual soldiers was.
But why did the Dragon Citizens not equip themselves with totemic armor on a large scale in his previous life?
When he thought about it, he found that there were three reasons.
First, they barely managed to win the Monster War in his previous life. During the long and bloody battle, not only did the powerful people die, a large number of scientists, archaeologists, and weapon development engineers were also assassinated by the monster civilization. All the research units and labs in Dragon City were also destroyed by the monster civilization.
Hence, when Dragon City ran into the Turan civilization in his previous life, its research and reverse engineering abilities were far inferior to the current New Dragon City, which had completely inherited the monster's legacy.
Second, they did not have time.
The Monster War in his previous life lasted for another two to three years. When Dragon Citizens finally got out of Monster Mountain Range, the ultimate war that swept through the Other World was already raging like a raging fire.
They were forced to jump from one vortex into an even bigger and more terrifying vortex. Most of Dragon City's resources, including the smartest brains in the entire civilization, had to be poured into the war. They could not waste it on reverse engineering that would never happen in the future.
Third, and perhaps also the most important reason.
It was because the operating system in the totemic armor was too strange and the problem of fighting addiction could not be solved. If they equip themselves with the totemic armor on a large scale, they would only end up with a bunch of battle-crazed lunatics. That was probably why the decision makers in Dragon City stopped in their tracks.
After all, Dragon City's civilization had just been dragged into the Other World War. They had relied on their steel army to charge forward, and they seemed to be in a good situation.
There was no need for the mighty Extraordinary Disaster to place their hopes of victory on the totemic armor.
When the higher-ups of Dragon City realized that it was necessary, it was already too late.
They did not have the time to decipher or replicate it.
'I've learned from my previous life's experience. I have to decipher the secrets of the totemic armor. It'll be best if I can replicate and equip the totemic armor on a large scale. Only then can Dragon City's fighting strength reach an explosive breakthrough within the shortest amount of time!'
Of course, Meng Chao knew just how dangerous this double-edged sword was.
In fact, even he could not guarantee that he would not lose himself in the pleasure of killing, conquering, and destroying in the increasingly intense, crazier, and brutal war and end up as a puppet of the totemic armor.
But …
When the apocalypse arrived, Dragon City would be destroyed, and tens of millions of Earthlings would struggle in flames, scream, burn, suffer, and be reduced to ashes.
The risk of being controlled by the totemic armor and turning into a bloodthirsty war maniac was just too insignificant.
'If I want to escape from death before the apocalypse arrives, there's no safe and reliable way. All my actions are risky, and I have to pay a price for every choice I make.
'These low-grade totemic armors are far from enough for me to throw punches that can change the future. I have to devour even stronger totemic armors and subdue the fierce souls hidden in them. They're the fighting data and artificial intelligence that have been passed down for millions of years!'
Meng Chao roared in his heart.
Based on the method Ice Tornado and Big Barker had told him, he adjusted the frequency of his vitality magnetic field and used spirit energy to stimulate his cerebral cortex to release a unique brainwave, which made the sturdy totemic armor regain the softness of liquid metal. Then, it went back into his body through his pores.
He watched helplessly as the last piece of liquid metal that was as round as mercury seeped into his palm.
And no matter how he swung his palm or extended or retracted his fingers, he did not sense any obstruction.
Meng Chao gasped in amazement. He became even more interested in the Turan people who created such a divine weapon.
But now was not the time for archaeology.
Before more clan warriors arrived, he circled around the slum.
He originally wanted to look for a few adult rat people to ask about the situation.
But after the fierce battle just now, all the rat people had covered their heads and fled. He did not know which corner they had gone to.
He could only put on his mask again and put on the hooded cloak to look for the four children he had saved.
Fortunately, the four children obediently stayed in the corner he had instructed them to.
Perhaps they had nowhere else to go, since their homes and temporary homes had been destroyed one after another.
When Meng Chao saw the children in ragged clothes and the panic and confusion on their faces, he sighed in his heart.
The deeper he went into Turanze, the more he felt that the civilization here was deformed.
Yes, it was not backward, but deformed.
It was just like the ugly monsters created in the gene labs.
It was ten times more deformed than the Dragon City civilization when Blood Alliance first transmigrated to the Other World.
The adult human warriors with totem armor might have already turned into killing machines that could not be saved.
But what should he do about the children?
Meng Chao originally wanted to save the children from Colored Luo Village.
It could be considered as him repaying them for saving his life.
But the rat people in front of him looked like Earthlings, and it made him hesitate.
It was especially so when he remembered that Dragon City's civilization in his previous life treated all the old, weak, women, and children of the alien races as ants and grass. They crushed them mercilessly, but in the end, they were still destroyed in humiliation.
Moreover, even if he could rescue the children of the Cailuo Village from Black Corner City, then what?
Big Buck was right.
Right now, Black Corner City was the only place within a circular area of one hundred kilometers that had enough food, sturdy walls, and houses that could block the wind, rain, and totem beasts.
If he brought the children out of Black Corner City and tossed them into the wild, they would not be able to escape the disaster.
But it was impossible for Meng Chao to sneak into Pure Gold City with a large group of rat people and wreak havoc there, right?
Meng Chao could not think about how he should save and make arrangements for his benefactors.
He could only crouch down and check the four children's conditions to comfort them.
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