Inside the dimly lit workshop, Shinon stood before a sturdy workbench, the salvaged section of the beetle’s exoskeleton laid out before him.
The massive creature’s chitinous plates glead with an otherworldly sheen, emanating an eerie luminescence that cast shifting shadows across the room.
"Hm... I got a bit less than I expected," Shinon shrugged before bringing out his tools. "This won’t be enough to make an entire armour, but I can use it to reinforce this old hoodie."
Beside the workbench, a humble hoodie lay spread out, its fabric waiting to be transford into sothing more formidable. Shinon had chosen this garnt for its lightweight and flexible nature, ideal for the agile movents required in combat.
However, before he proceeded, just looking at the small piece of exoskeleton he got reminded him of what he could have made if he had received more... but he didn’t because of that damned Marcus.
Marcus cunningly manipulated the distribution of the salvaged goods, purposefully withholding a significant portion of the intact beetle exoskeleton from Shinon.
The Phoenixes had initially agreed to allocate 40% of the exoskeleton to whoever dismantled the creature. Still, when they discovered that Shinon was the one who achieved this feat, they deceitfully reneged on their promise, only granting him a asly 25% of the coveted material.
The settlers were astounded by the Phoenixes’ unexpected backtracking, as they had always been known for their unwavering integrity and honour. Yet, amidst the discontentnt that reverberated through the settlent, Shinon perceived an opportunity.
Instead of openly denouncing the Phoenixes or harbouring resentnt, Shinon cleverly aligned himself with them. It was not rely to ingratiate himself with the Phoenixes but to strategically position himself in a favourable light among the settlers.
By aligning with the individuals who broke their word, Shinon aid to showcase his loyalty and reliability, subtly undermining the settlers’ trust in the Phoenixes.
Shinon understood the significance of perception in a community such as theirs. He knew maintaining a positive image could sway opinions and garner support when the ti called for it.
By siding with the Phoenixes, he would showcase his adaptability and cunning while simultaneously planting seeds of doubt in the minds of the settlers.
Deep down, Shinon harboured resentnt for the unfair treatnt he had received, the unjust division of the spoils that should have rightfully been his. However, he recognised the power of biding his ti, choosing his battles wisely.
The mont would co when he could assert himself and demand what was rightfully his. Still, for now, he played the role of a shrewd diplomat, carefully manoeuvring the intricate web of alliances and perceptions within the settlent.
"Enough politics; let’s start doing what I’m sowhat good at."
Shinon carefully inspected the exoskeleton with a determined expression, his fingers tracing the intricate patterns etched into its surface.
He marvelled at the durability and protective properties of the beetle’s natural armour, knowing that incorporating it into his attire would enhance his defence against the dangers that awaited him.
Taking a mont to gather his thoughts, Shinon sketched out a rough design, envisioning how the exoskeleton could be incorporated into the hoodie.
He knew precision was vital—the armour had to be functional and comfortable, allowing him a full range of movent while providing protection.
Once done, Shinon picked up a set of specialised tools, his hands steady with purpose. With precision and skill honed over years of blacksmithing, he began the ticulous process of reinforcing the hoodie with the beetle’s exoskeleton.
First, Shinon carefully cut out sections of the exoskeleton, ensuring they would fit seamlessly onto the fabric. He used a combination of his trusted hamr and chisel to shape the pieces, smoothing the edges to eliminate any potential snags or discomfort.
Next, Shinon prepared the hoodie by reinforcing its seams and stitching, ensuring it could withstand the added weight and stress. Thankfully, he didn’t have to look for much, as Selena had just what he needed.
She gave him a durable thread made out of the leather of a mutant beast, strong enough to withstand the trials ahead. Each stitch was executed with unwavering focus and attention to detail, the rhythmic sound of the needle piercing the fabric and filling the air.
With the foundation set, Shinon affixed the exoskeleton pieces onto the hoodie. He used adhesive compounds and tal fasteners, carefully ensuring that each plate was securely attached.
His hands moved with practised ease, the motions becoming almost second nature as he lded the fabric and chitin together. As the process continued, the hoodie transford before Shinon’s eyes.
Hours passed as Shinon ticulously worked, the workshop becoming a haven of focused determination. The soft glow of the forge illuminated his face, casting flickering shadows across his features.
Beads of sweat ford on his brow, evidence of the physical and ntal exertion required for this intricate task. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Shinon stepped back to admire his handiwork. The hoodie had transford into a remarkable piece of armour.
"Finally done with the base," Shinon mumbled as he lifted to admire his armour. "As much as I want to take a break... I might as well complete it in its entirety."
Saying so, Shinon retrieved three blue monster cores from his [Shadow Domain], all of them holding defensive properties imbued in them.
The first core, a shimring azure hue, emanated an aura of resilience as if it could shield its holder from any onslaught.
The second core, a deep cerulean shade, crackled with protective energy, ready to repel any harm that dared to co near.
The third core, vibrant sapphire in colour, seed to radiate a barrier of invincibility as if nothing could breach its protective barrier.
Shinon was pleased as he checked the abilities within the monster cores and prepared to use Core Forging on the new armour to make it even better.
But this ti, Shinon was determined to go beyond his previous efforts. He had obtained a better forge than the last ti he used Core Forging on his sword, so he knew it was ti to take it to the next level and use a more efficient Core Forging technique.
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