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Chapter 469 - 469 469 How to Disguise This Time

469: Chapter 469: How to Disguise This Time 469: Chapter 469: How to Disguise This Time Shaking his head, Zhao Guang took out all the weapons and armor.

“Here, these are your weapons and armor, try them on, and if they don’t fit, I’ll go back and adjust them.”

“Awesome, finally we have fine weapons.

With these, our combat strength can double,” the werewolves said with their eyes turning green at the sight, looking quite eerie.

But it seems Beastmen are all like that; when they see fine weapons, their eyes start looking funny.

Finally, they no longer had to use those trash weapons; the werewolves picked up the weapons and swung them around.

Without Zhao Guang saying anything, they started experimenting on their own.

Watching them, Zhao Guang said, somewhat speechlessly, “I remember they all used long sabers; why switch to other weapons now?

Isn’t continuing with long sabers okay?”

Those long sabers, each one like a giant door plank, and it was impressive they had the strength to even lift them.

You should know that the wood underneath those sabers was also of very high quality and definitely not light in weight.

“No, the reason for using long sabers is that the handles are just too easy to break,” Elena, who was more familiar with her comrades than Zhao Guang, answered.

Their smelting level just wasn’t up to par.

“In fact, any heavy weapon will do; they even like maces.

Or rather, maces are even better.”

Holding a mace, a werewolf cavalry—such a combination was something Zhao Guang couldn’t have imagined.

What kind of style was this?

Forget it, let’s go with axes, at least they look like a normal weapon.

Soon, Zhao Guang regretted letting them use axes.

The fully armed werewolf cavalry looked imposing, like canned sardines.

Fully equipped from head to tail, even the Mount Wolves had exquisite armor.

If they stood still, they would be like a cold, steel sculpture army, with an imposing presence.

Even among the human military forces, there probably weren’t many troops with such fine equipment.

But looking at those axes again, Zhao Guang felt something was off.

Cavalry holding axes just didn’t seem right.

It would probably be better to switch to horse-slaying sabers, which looked better and might even be more lethal.

Forget it, they can figure it out later themselves.

The wolf cavalry, who were supposed to be fast, didn’t quite match with axes as weapons.

And now, seeing how excited each one of those guys was, even Elena was the same.

Yes, even Elena had changed her weapon, but it wasn’t an axe—Zhao Guang had prepared a long saber for her.

An elongated version of a horse-slaying saber, they could compare them and see the advantages and disadvantages for themselves in due course.

“You guys continue training; I have other things to do,” Zhao Guang waved his hand and walked outside.

“Lord, remember, when I make my breakthrough, I’ll come to challenge you.”

Zhao Guang wiped off a cold sweat, somewhat doubting whether it was right or wrong to have provoked such a battle fanatic.

If he had known it would come to this, he should have made her fight with Kapas.

Wait, why hasn’t Kapas made his breakthrough yet?

Could it be his talent isn’t enough?

Zhao Guang thought maliciously.

Shaking his head, he decided not to worry about it for now and went to experiment with the Bimong Heart.

Back home, Zhao Guang cleaned the Bimong Heart and then tied it tightly around himself.

His entire body instantly became bulky.

Zhao Guang didn’t care much and immediately began running his Combat Energy to erode it.

The feedback of power caused Zhao Guang to experience an intense bout of pain.

Having prepared in advance, Zhao Guang swallowed the painkiller and then gradually felt the medication spread and the pain diminish.

“As expected, the painkiller’s effectiveness is diminishing, but this level of pain is still within tolerable limits,”

Zhao Guang assessed his condition and was sure he could handle the material.

However, if he continued at this rate, once he broke through to the next level, the painkillers would become practically useless.

He certainly couldn’t resort to heroin.

The education he’d received from childhood had instilled in him a deep aversion to such things.

“Forget it, I’ll worry about that when the time comes.

Perhaps by then I’ll be able to withstand it.

Besides, it’s not guaranteed that I’ll find high-level materials that suit me,”

Zhao Guang got up and looked down at his body, but immediately felt a sense of helplessness.

This heart was too bulky, wrapped around him, making him look like a fat man.

No matter what clothes he wore, he couldn’t hide it.

And as the weather warmed up, it wasn’t feasible to keep wearing so much.

To say that he wouldn’t make an appearance for the next month was impossible.

There were still many things that definitely required his presence, and it wouldn’t be great to have the old men catch a glimpse of this.

Those men had keen eyesight and might notice that there was something unusual about him.

If they insisted on investigating it…

in any case, it would be a troublesome affair.

“How should I disguise myself this time?”

After a long while, Zhao Guang, enduring the pain, made a decision and decided to revive his artist persona.

After all, he had grown accustomed to using it over time.

What’s one more time after so many?

Zhao Guang, who couldn’t think of a solution after a long contemplation, looked out the window out of boredom.

“That’s it,” Zhao Guang caught sight of a group of children playing outside, accompanied by a giant plush toy.

What came to Zhao Guang’s mind was not the plush toy, but a mascot costume.

He remembered those he had often seen in many parks, where an adult dressed in a mascot costume played with children.

Wearing something that bulky would look normal to others, right?

He didn’t need to involve his older sister; he could simply place an order himself.

As for others finding it strange, what’s wrong with being an artist with some peculiar tastes?

It was only wearing a mascot costume after all, not one of those harmful preferences.

However, thinking about that scenario, Zhao Guang still felt a sense of social mortification.

Well, if it led to social death, so be it; it wasn’t the first time.

After several occurrences, he’d somehow grown accustomed to it, which was truly sad.

Since it was a local order, the delivery was swift.

Upon opening the packaging bag, Zhao Guang pulled out a penguin costume and quickly suited himself up.

Twisting in front of the mirror, he appeared quite normal, at least like a normal mascot.

A larger belly didn’t matter; it’s a penguin, after all.

Wouldn’t it look odd with a small belly?

Zhao Guang tried moving around.

His body was very strong, so the costume didn’t affect him much.

The only issue was to not make too big movements, as he might rip the costume apart.

“The quality is really terrible.

I should prepare some spares just in case I damage this one,”

Thinking this, Zhao Guang decisively continued to place orders from the same store.

Should one stick to one’s guns?

Consistency with an image would help maintain the disguise better.