Chapter 121: The Black Dragon King

Seeing everyone with nothing to do surrounding the baby golden eagles, Liang Jing couldn't help but shake his head. These newborn golden eagles were already of Blue BOSS grade, possessing immense power and might. Who knew how formidable they would become when they grew up? As for whether they could surpass their mother, Liang Jing was certain they would. No matter what, their mother had been born before the apocalypse, whereas these baby golden eagles had still been unhatched eggs when it began, only breaking their shells afterward. Their potential and conditions were vastly superior to their mother's. Given time to grow, reaching her level of strength would be quite easy.

Watching the baby golden eagles chirping with hunger, Liang Jing took out some of their mother's flesh and blood, tore it into tiny shreds, and had Su Yuting and the others feed them. Was it too cruel to let these ignorant baby golden eagles eat their own mother's flesh? Liang Jing didn't even entertain the thought; such things were quite common in the world of beasts. Besides, since their mother was so powerful, her flesh was rich in energy. Moreover, they were of the same bloodline, making the energy easy to absorb and extremely beneficial for their growth. With the flesh of these giant golden eagles as a foundation, they would evolve and grow faster and stronger, something Liang Jing didn't care about in the slightest.

"This one is mine, this one goes to Lao Jia, and as for the remaining two, Yuting, you raise one, and we'll see about the last one later. You can help look after it for now too." Liang Jing had a baby ferocious blood golden eagle perched on each of his shoulders; one was the black-crowned golden light eagle he favored, and the other was intended for Jia Yujin, who was working in the cave branch. From time to time, he fed shredded meat to the two little eagles in his hands.

Meanwhile, amidst the envious, jealous, and resentful gazes of the others, Su Yuting was granted the right to feed the remaining two baby golden eagles. Holding the meat shreds Liang Jing had provided to tease them, she let out crisp, cheerful giggles from time to time, making Ling Qinghe on the side burning with jealousy and wearing a terrible expression. She blamed herself for meddling and saving this woman; now look at it—all the benefits had been snatched away by Su Yuting. One could well imagine her gloomy mood.

Strange to say, though these baby golden eagles had hatched not long ago, their skeletal frames were remarkably sturdy, allowing them to grip firmly onto Liang Jing's shoulders while eagerly pecking at the meat shreds and emitting happy chirps. They must have been terribly hungry.

"Lao Jia, how is it going?"

"Done, just finished. Whew..." Seeing Liang Jing enter, Jia Yujin finished his work, though he looked quite exhausted, drenched in sweat and slightly pale. "Look, how is it? As you requested, I didn't bother trying to conceal it and gave it a completely new design. All the joints have articulated buckles, which greatly reduces the resistance and impact on various movements."

"Oh! Hard work, hehe..." Liang Jing's eyes lit up as he looked at the silvery, glowing metal armor before him. What an imposing set of armor! He felt a surge of secret joy. Previously, Liang Jing had made all his equipment look unremarkable and deliberately concealed it. It wasn't that he didn't like wearing imposing and handsome gear, but rather due to various considerations, he hadn't wanted to stand out too much. Who doesn't like wearing pretty clothes and making themselves look good? Otherwise, why would so many people constantly love buying new clothes? Liang Jing was no exception.

"Right, take this mutant golden eagle chick. Take good care of it, bond with it, and it will surely be a great combat helper for you in the future. Flying in the sky when it grows up will be a breeze." Liang Jing picked up the silvery armor, tested its fit as if about to put it on, and hurriedly set the little black-crowned golden light eagle aside, handing the other chick to Jia Yujin along with the remaining meat shreds in his hand.

"Oh? Is this the chick of that giant golden eagle you mentioned? It's truly magnificent. Golden eagles take about 80 days to mature, and I suppose the time needed for these mutated golden eagle variants shouldn't be too different. I believe it will possess combat capability very soon." Although Jia Yujin was somewhat fatigued from crafting the exquisitely detailed silver armor, he was immensely excited upon seeing the baby golden eagle Liang Jing handed over. Earlier, he had seen the claw marks left on tanks—claws that could directly overturn a tank and against which even autocannons were helpless. Just how terrifyingly powerful would this be?

"Uh, if these golden eagles are raised together, it will be hard to tell whose is whose later on, and raising them together makes survival less certain." Liang Jing inspected the armor in his hands, checking if anything needed improvement. These baby golden eagles did indeed fight amongst themselves, so raising a whole brood together really yielded a very low survival rate.

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"Lao Jia, not bad at all! You even remember the Black Dragon King set from MU Online." Liang Jing looked at the set of armor equipment in his hands, finding it more and more familiar. Wasn't this the Black Dragon King set from the game MU Online he used to play back in 2002 and 2003?

Because the material used was metal from the [Short Sword], the entire suit was dazzlingly silver, practically a +9 or higher Black Dragon King set. The helmet featured an imposing and fierce black dragon head, with the dragon's eye sockets perfectly aligned with his own eyes, and the ferocious, menacing dragon maw positioned right over his mouth for speaking. Moreover, both were shielded by thick metal plates, making it impossible to easily attack or injure the target through the eyes and mouth. The armor itself was immensely majestic, with high shoulder guards flaring outward, looking both intimidating and protective of the neck. Flanking it were arm guards extending all the way to the elbows, while the chest bulged outward before tapering down gradually. Bold and rugged lines crossed the chest and abdomen, perfectly displaying a powerful physique. The form-fitting greaves gleamed silver, and their meticulously crafted articulated buckles did not hinder movement in the slightest. There was also a pair of gauntlets extending directly to the elbows, with even the entire palms made of metal gloves. Liang Jing tried them out; aside from feeling slightly stiff against his fingers, hand movement was very convenient and flexible. It seemed Lao Jia had spared no effort on this.

Liang Jing was extremely satisfied when he put it on. It brought back the exact feeling he had when playing MU Online back then. If he only had two +9 or higher Destructions to go with it, it would be simply too perfect, too imposing! After putting on a leather armor set underneath, the hardness and stiffness of the metal were not an issue at all. However, the weight was not light—with metal plates nearly two centimeters thick, the armor made Liang Jing appear a size larger, rendering him even more robust and formidable. The total weight reached over five hundred catties, and if his Dark Gold Greatsword was added, the weight Liang Jing had to bear directly reached over seven hundred catties. An ordinary person would have been crushed flat on the spot...

"Hehe, I played a bit of computer games right before I was sent to prison, and I just remembered this one back then. The impression was very deep..." Seeing that Liang Jing was very satisfied, a smile bloomed on Jia Yujin's face—the satisfaction of gaining recognition. But as he spoke, he inevitably recalled the unpleasant events of the past, and his expression shifted slightly.

"Lao Jia, after this business is settled, we'll sort things out, elevate our overall strength, and head straight for G Province. When that time comes, we'll make the Zhang family pay the price!" Liang Jing's expression turned stern as he recalled something, his gaze filled with unwavering resolve.

"Indeed. With the two of us brothers there, the Zhang family will..." Jia Yujin's eyes turned ferocious. The Zhang family had intended to kill him and Liang Jing, and even their former subordinates, the Eight Vajras, were now reduced to only four. The Zhang family had simply grown tired of playing with them and wanted to wipe them out.

To the Zhang family, treating them like mere toys and manipulating human lives probably brought a profound sense of achievement!

"Right! When brothers are of one mind, their sharpness can cut through metal!" Liang Jing gripped Jia Yujin's right hand tightly, the two sealing the fate of the Zhang family in an instant.

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"Brother Jing, Brother Jia, are you two done yet? Dinner is ready!"

"All done! Let's go out and eat. Tonight, you'll stay behind to hold down the fort while I go out and resolve everything!" Liang Jing said.

"Alright, with me at home, nothing will go wrong. Go ahead and strike with peace of mind." Although Jia Yujin didn't want Liang Jing to be the one taking the brunt of the danger every single time, he knew his own strength well and still fell short when facing firearms.

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The two stepped out into the spacious main cavern. Liang Jing's silver, imposing suit of armor naturally drew exclamations of awe and envy from everyone present, who wished they had a set of their own. However, that thought was quickly dismissed, and their gazes toward Liang Jing grew even more reverent and admiring.

They thought to themselves: Damn it, he really is a monster! His weapon weighs nearly two hundred catties and his armor over five hundred catties, making it over seven hundred catties in total. Is he even human?

One had to realize that just because you can lift a hundred-pound object doesn't mean you can fight with a hundred-pound weapon in hand. Think of people before the Yuan dynasty in ancient times; their physical fitness was far superior to that of modern people, yet the weapons soldiers carried generally did not exceed ten catties. After the massacres of the Yuan and subsequent Qing dynasties, Han Chinese with superior physical fitness and tall statures were slaughtered in untold numbers, leaving behind those with poorer constitutions or mere survivors. Combined with modern pollution, laziness, and rampant junk food, one could only imagine how abysmal physical fitness had become.

Now, if an average person could barely fight with a ten-catty weapon—and by fighting here, we don't mean striking once or twice, but engaging in life-or-death combat with the most convenient, suitable weapon weight for prolonged engagement—then for someone like Liang Jing, whose armor and weapon alone weighed over seven hundred catties, how many ordinary people's combined strength would be required to wield them in combat? Based on an ordinary person handling a ten-catty weapon, it would take the combined strength of over seventy people. Is he even human? He's simply a walking ferocious beast.

Although this calculation wasn't entirely precise, it conveyed the exact meaning. Moreover, moving as freely as Liang Jing did, as if unburdened and light as a feather, was even harder! Try holding a ten-catty object in your hand for an hour and see for yourself.

Amidst the reverent gazes of the crowd, the meal was quickly finished...

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