After a sweep of blue light over Lu Zixun's body, there was a click from inside the metal box.
A chip appeared in front of Lu Zixun.
After circling around the chip, Lu Zixun's expression grew even more astonished, mumbling to himself, "Is this really my combat uniform? Could it have been sent to the wrong person?"
As if hearing Lu Zixun's thoughts, the chip he thought was wrongly sent flickered blue light and suddenly attached to Lu Zixun's abdomen.
Before Lu Zixun could react, the chip expanded outward.
It formed a cat-shaped armor, enveloping Lu Zixun completely.
"Fog Grass?"
Seeing this cool operation, Lu Zixun couldn't help but curse.
Unable to resist, he raised his paw and touched himself, the more Lu Zixun looked at his outfitted self, the more satisfied he became. It was indeed worth five cities' worth of Chinese garden cat.