Chapter 145: Bare Battle Suit Test

Seeing the vampire was still standing in an open-armed pose, Wu You said, "Stand straight and walk around a bit so I can see."

The vampire, Karl, relaxed his body and paced back and forth a few times.

He was equally curious about the bio-suit clinging to his body. Through mutual perception, he knew this was also a creation of his Master.

Moreover, this rather sci-fi looking outer covering was genuinely, incredibly cool!

Watching the vampire walk around in awe, raising his hands and lifting his feet alternately, Wu You could not help but want to figure out the details.

"How is it? Does it restrict your movement? Does it feel stuffy?"

Hearing Wu You's inquiry, the vampire deliberately raised his hand, threw a punch, and lifted his leg.

"There's no sense of obstruction in movement or force exertion; it's very fluid. Although our vampire skin doesn't need sweat glands for heat dissipation, I can feel internal airflow exchange, so it shouldn't be stuffy."

"It even seems capable of maintaining an internal temperature equilibrium. Master, is this a new companion? I can't sense its active consciousness wave, only some fragmented mental particles."

Wu You took a pen and jotted down some of the basic characteristics of the battle suit.

The writing speed on his notebook was so fast that the tip of the pen became a blur, and a few lines of words were finished as quickly as drawing a few horizontal strokes.

"Mhm, it's a new companion. The ones on your body haven't aggregated to produce active intelligence yet. Once they undergo mental resonance, you'll be able to communicate."

Karl chewed on his Master's choice of words.

Them? Not it?

"Do you feel it saves effort?" Wu You continued to ask.

"Saves effort? Master, this outer garment is indeed quite light, but it should weigh about 15 kilograms."

The implication was that compared to ordinary clothing, it certainly did not save effort.

Wu You paused upon hearing this, realizing then that perhaps the active intelligence of the suit needed to form first so it could sense and transmit the user's nerve signals, thereby cooperating with force exertion.

Otherwise, right now it was just a handsome piece of clothing.

It was fine for a vampire to wear it casually, but if an ordinary person wore it, they would find it too heavy.

Wu You spoke to the vampire's suit: "Power of the Source, initial form aggregation and resonance, begin."

This sentence was merely an expression. Right now, the cells of the Source's Power certainly could not understand human speech, but they could comprehend the meaning of the consciousness wave.

This phrase had already been engraved by Wu You into the cellular memory of the Source's Power matrix.

In the future, even if it were not him, as long as someone with alchemical creature fluctuations uttered this phrase, the Source's Power cells would begin mental resonance based on the current mimicry.

This was also the key to the ultimate transformation of the Source's Power; otherwise, it would remain just a hollow shell with, at best, some defensive capability.

Wu You was unsure how long the mental resonance required for the first formation of active intelligence would take.

Let's test the passive defense first then.

"Stand still, I'm going to punch you a few times."

"Ah?" Karl was stunned for a moment, then dropped to one knee in a somewhat terrified manner.

At a glance, Wu You knew the fellow had misunderstood something.

"I just want you to help test the suit's impact resistance. Vampires are fine even if they bleed a little, right?"

Karl stood up excitedly. As long as he hadn't displeased his Master, everything was fine.

Taking a moment to clench his fists, Wu You glanced at his own kitchen. Even though it was an old house, he didn't want to smash it up.

"Come on, let's head to the back mountain."

Stepping outside, Wu You led the vampire in a swift leap toward Stone Ox Mountain in the back.

At their speed, a few minutes later, the surroundings were already filled with shady green trees and lush vegetation.

Stopping about 10 meters away from a large fir tree, Wu You turned sideways toward the vampire.

"Right here, stand still and don't move."

Vampire Karl immediately assumed a defensive posture, placing his hands behind his back.

"Get ready. As long as you aren't dead, I can pull you back."

Wu You knew very well that his physical strength certainly hadn't reached the Silver tier—he wasn't sure how far off he was, but it definitely surpassed the general definition of High Bronze.

As the Lord of Creation for numerous supernatural alchemical creatures, he rarely had the opportunity to take action himself, and he intended to use his full strength for the first punch.

Vampires were generally High Bronze. A single strike, even without wearing the Source Suit, shouldn't kill him.

"Crack, crack..."

A series of crisp bone-cracking sounds emitted from Wu You's clenched right fist.

The next moment, he threw a punch directly. His arm became a blur as it struck the vampire's abdomen.

"Bang..."

The moment his right fist hit the Source Suit, Wu You distinctly felt the high-frequency vibration of the suit's surface.

At the contact point between his fist and the suit, the air seemed to ripple with fine waves.

This was merely the transient image captured by Wu You's formidable dynamic vision.

The next instant, a tremendous force sent the vampire flying backward along with the suit.

"Boom..."

"Crack, crack, crack..." A fir tree as thick as a water bucket snapped, stirring up a rustling sound of friction among the leaves in the forest.

"Thud~" That was the sound of the fir tree crashing to the ground.

From the spot where Karl had originally stood all the way to the broken fir tree, two foot-deep, palm-wide muddy gullies stretched to the vampire standing right before the broken tree stump.

He was still maintaining a standing posture.

"Cough, cough... Ugh..."

The vampire coughed twice, held it in for a moment, but ultimately couldn't help bending over to spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Karl, are you alright? You spit up so much blood?"

Vampire Karl stood up straight. He was indeed injured, but his condition was much better than it appeared on the surface—at least not as bad as Wu You had imagined.

"Master, this isn't my blood..." Karl said, looking somewhat embarrassed.

Wu You froze for 0.1 seconds.

Then he immediately understood what the vampire meant.

It seemed the Source Suit's passive defense capability was undeniable. Judging by the force fluctuations of the punch just now, without this suit, Karl would have at least been heavily injured.

Why did he feel a tiny bit upset? Why did he feel like he was a bit weak?

Well, that wasn't the main point right now.

Wu You looked at the two gullies on the ground and Karl, who had steadied himself once more.

The Source Suit's self-balancing and maintaining ability was quite impressive; it could hold its form even under that kind of impact, though the vampire's own stabilizing efforts certainly played a role.

If an ordinary person had taken that blow—regardless of whether the Source Suit could maintain balance—the user would likely have kicked the bucket the moment they were struck.

Despite being heavily muffled by the suit, the force capable of making a vampire spit out his dinner, when acting upon an ordinary person's flesh, would certainly yield an unfavorable outcome.

Of course, as a preliminary test prototype, it neither had the adsorption of an active metal shell nor had it completed mental resonance to form active intelligence.

For now, it could at most be considered the "naked" form of the Source Suit.

Wu You was already very satisfied to have achieved this level.

He never intended to reach the heavens in a single bound and conjure up equipment capable of clashing with Silver-tier beings.

Walking up to the vampire, he reached out and touched the area he had just punched.

The surface texture of the Source Suit still mirrored abdominal muscle lines, but it was not entirely undamaged.

Through his perception, the Source cells were rapidly dividing and proliferating using the energy stored within to replenish the damaged area, while mercilessly devouring the dead cells—replenishing energy while clearing out space for repairs.