CHAPTER 437: CHAPTER 254: ALADDIN’S MAGIC LAMP, FULFILLING YOUR WISHES

The golden armor might not be full-body battle armor, but its majestic and commanding design is way cooler than what the village head, no, even those adults from the city base wear.

They’ll never forget this moment.

Especially now that this fool... ahem, their big brother, said he’s going to gift them the battle armor they’ve always dreamed of. There’s no way they’d forget this.

Under the three brothers’ expectant gaze, the golden figure slowly turned around. The golden greatsword transformed into golden light and merged into the dragon-head shield on the chest.

Qin Shou didn’t retract the faceplate of the Emperor Armor; he simply waved and smiled.

"Haha, gentlemen, it’s been a while!"

Much to everyone’s surprise, the usually simple-minded Hu Dan immediately scurried over to Qin Shou’s side with an obsequious grin.

"Haha, big brother, you’re too polite! Why didn’t you notify your little brother in advance of your arrival? I could’ve prepared a grand monster meat feast to welcome you properly!"

Da Bao: "..."

Abu: "..."

Who said Hu Dan can’t suck up?

Qin Shou: "..."

As expected from Big Big Wolf’s tech—this translator really nails idioms and expressions.

Watching Hu Dan’s glowing eyes fixed on the Emperor Armor, itching to touch but too afraid to, Qin Shou couldn’t help but sigh.

Seems like, whether it’s Earth people or aliens, deep down we’re all just the same.

Have money, and you can be the boss!

Qin Shou patted Hu Dan’s shoulder and said with a smile, "Things got delayed for a while. Last time I met you three brothers and felt an instant connection, so I planned to wrap things up and then share a drink with you.

Now the business is done, and, well, I happened to run into you guys... Oh, right, as your elder brother, I don’t have much to offer, so let me give you these sets of armor as a greeting gift. I hope you won’t find them too shabby."

With that, Qin Shou retrieved three sets of full-body steel armor in different colors.

He pointed at the first set, which was heavy and dark-gray in color, and said, "This is the first design by our company, named Mark One. Its defensive power is incredibly strong, and it comes equipped with long-range energy weapon systems, designed to make up for the Giant God Race’s lack of ranged attack capabilities."

The Mark One—which is basically the prototype version of Iron Man’s armor.

This set of armor was crafted by Qin Shou using third-level mecha materials and memory metal, enhanced with resilient bones from nightmare-level monsters, and finally fused with the Spine-eating Gu and Level 3 Mechanical Heart to create a parasitic steel monster.

This battle armor tailored for the Giant God Race doesn’t have amplification features; Qin Shou didn’t bother with flashy weapon systems either—saving whenever he could.

The long-range weapon power of Mark One is mediocre at best. Since the Giant God Race lacks internal energy, they cannot amplify the energy weapon’s effectiveness; it’s mostly for show.

What it does excel in is defense, though it’s admittedly a bit clunky.

But for the towering Giant God Race, being a little bulky isn’t a big deal.

All three stared at the armor with shining eyes and subconsciously swallowed hard.

This fool... No, this big brother... No, wait, this is Dad!

He’s actually planning to gift us battle armor?! This can’t be real!

The trio was utterly ecstatic, their faces flushed red as their blood pumped with excitement.

Before they could even lay a hand on the armor, Qin Shou pointed at another set—the streamlined, completely silver battle armor.

"This is Mark Two. Its defensive power isn’t as strong as the first generation, but it’s much more agile and has light artillery capabilities."

Then, pointing at the third set of red armor, Qin Shou said, "This is Mark Three. Its performance is similar to Mark Two, but it comes equipped with a flight system. You can discuss among yourselves and decide who gets which."

The brothers were thrilled, expressing their gratitude repeatedly before eagerly starting to assign the armors among themselves.

"Mark One suits me. I’m always the one charging headfirst..."

"Alright, I’ll take Mark Two then..."

"With Mark Three’s flight capability, I can kill flying monsters from farther away."

The three happily hugged their respective armors, gently stroking them as if afraid they might accidentally damage them.

Unable to watch anymore, Qin Shou reminded them, "Press the energy source on the chest of the armor; it’ll automatically wear itself onto you."

"Oh, oh, thank you, big brother!"

The trio hurriedly put down their worn-out armors, then pressed their fingers on the glowing energy source of their new sets.

"Ka-ka..."

The sound of mechanical friction rang out. To their amazement, the armors instantly disassembled, with each piece rapidly covering their respective body parts—neither too tight nor too loose, fitting them perfectly as if custom-made.

As the helmets securely enveloped their faces, deep-set glowing eye lights flickered to life.

"Hahaha, we finally have third-level battle armor..."

"Yeah, we got battle armor now..."

"Sob sob sob, I never thought we’d see this day..."

The three brothers grabbed each other and bawled their eyes out.

On the side, Qin Shou’s face twitched.

Wow, this poverty... They probably haven’t even married yet.

He glanced at the space equipment on their wrists.

Judging by their looks, they’re probably like Earth’s Space Wristwatches, just officially issued freebies.

"By the way, battle armor consumes energy. You guys got any Earth Core Energy crystals?" Qin Shou casually asked.

The brothers wiped their tears and each pulled out a massive Earth Core Energy Crystal.

"Big brother, no need to worry about us. We’ve got energy crystals, no problem."

Qin Shou’s eyes widened—what a massive piece!

"Ahem, good, good."

That one crystal is worth a thousand regular ones.

Shifting his gaze away from the oversized energy crystals, Qin Shou couldn’t help but wonder.

Just hunting a few nightmare-level monsters should bring in good money, so why can’t they afford third-level battle armor?

Soon enough, Qin Shou got his answer.

...

On the "journey back to the village," the ground trembled lightly as the four giants walked by.

Abu and the others took out dried monster meat, eating while asking.

"Big brother, may we ask for your name?"

"Oh, I’m Aladdin."

Aladdin’s magic lamp—granting your wishes...

"Big brother Aladdin, here, it’s late—you must be hungry. Have some dried meat; we’ll treat you to something better when we get back."