Armor: I want to be a good person in this life

Chapter 116 The Magic Box

“The Emperor Armor is the ultimate armor, and its upper limit is immeasurable. However, whether it can exert its power ultimately depends on the summoner himself, so Ziyang, don’t be too confident.

Sweat more in peacetime, get beaten less in battle. Seeing you come out of the training room without blushing or beating your heart every time, it seems that your training is not hard at all." Sabin looked at Li Ziyang and said.

Li Ziyang is the only summoner who gave up when he encountered difficulties after getting the summoning device. After the Emperor's Belt was broken, he once wanted to give up repairing the belt and give up his identity as a summoner. This is very unqualified.

Li Ziyang frowned after hearing what Sabin said. He thought to himself that he had trained very hard and wanted to refute, but Sabin was his senior, so he stubbornly lowered his head.

Seeing this, Meizhen quickly tried to smooth things over, "Ziyang has tried very hard, I've seen it, Sabin, you should be more tolerant towards the new team members!"

Looking at Zi Yang's stubborn look, Shabin knew that no matter what he said now, the other party would not be convinced. After all, how could a person admit his mistakes if he had not made any? Only after suffering losses would he understand how to listen to the advice of others.

Therefore, he did not say anything more. He did not need to fight the ultimate ancient monster anyway. He spoke out to give advice at this time just to make Li Ziyang suffer less.

"I have no objection, just be careful!" He then changed the subject and asked, "Is the Demon Sealing Box still missing?"

"No!" Meizhen shook her head: "I suspect the reappearance of the mutant beast is due to the loss of the magic box."

When the laboratory was relocated a year ago, the Demon Sealing Box was inexplicably lost and has disappeared without a trace since then. After a year of searching, there has been no result.

"Then you guys pay more attention, I'm going to check the store." After saying that, Sabin turned and left the hall.

After the Black Beast was sealed, there were no important tasks for the next ten years, so Sabin was content to be a hands-off boss. Every day he just looked after the hamburger shop and took photos with the armor fans who came to check in.

. . .

Badou has been having a hard time recently. Although he has lived a life of luxury for more than a year, after Lufa failed, he was reduced to his original form and became a wanted criminal.

Because he is an accomplice of the Lufa criminal gang, the money he squanders on a daily basis is also the stolen money obtained by the Netherworld Demon through burning, killing and looting.

Therefore, Badou was naturally put on the wanted list and had to live a life of hiding like Qiao Shefei before.

In a garbage dump in an alley, Badou was hiding from pursuit, wearing a mask, a pair of glasses without lenses, and with fluffy hair, completely different from his previous appearance.

He covered his nose with one hand and rummaged through the garbage with the other, looking for trash that could be sold.

His cash was all gone, his bank cards were frozen, and he couldn't go back home. Apart from sleeping on the streets and sorting the garbage every day, he didn't know what to do.

Just as he was rummaging around in the garbage heap with his butt sticking out, he suddenly felt a pain in his butt and almost fell headfirst into the garbage heap!

He stood up suddenly and looked back, only to see an old lady in her seventies or eighties looking at him ferociously. She was holding a pair of fire tongs in her hands. It seemed that she had been hit with the tongs just now.

"What the hell do you want to do, you old man?" Badou cursed.

"You little bastard, watch your mouth. You are so young, but you are trying to snatch junk from me, a 70- or 80-year-old man! Be careful, my son will kill you!

Go pick up trash somewhere else! Why don't you ask who owns this place?" The old lady put one hand on her waist, pointed at Croton with the tongs, and cursed loudly. After cursing, she waved the tongs at Croton again.

"Fuck!"

Badou screamed, quickly stepped back to avoid it, then quickly picked up the snakeskin bag and ran away.

Badou was running with his teeth itching in anger. He was bullied by an old woman just for picking up trash. If he wasn't wanted, he would have given this old woman a beating.

After running for dozens of meters, he saw that the old woman didn't catch up with him. Badou was cursing and when he passed a cross corner, he was suddenly hit head-on by a man in gray.

Badou was caught off guard and sat down on the ground, groaning in pain.

"Who? He has no fucking eyes!"

While cursing, Badou turned around, but found that there was no one behind him.

"No, damn it! Where is that person?" Badou muttered to himself in confusion while rubbing his butt.

"Pah! I'm really possessed by evil spirits! This year is going to be a bad year for me!"

Badou spat on the ground and glanced around. He saw an exquisite octagonal box on the ground not far in front of him on the right, with a Tai Chi pattern in the center of the box.

"What is this? Who left it here?"

Badou walked over and picked up the box, turning it over and over. It was indeed a box, but the four sides of the box seemed to be tightly closed, and he had no idea how to open it.

He looked around and found that no one was paying attention, so he put the box into the trash bag to see if he could exchange it for some money.

At night, Badou came to the park and prepared to spend the night in the pavilion.

“When will this fucked up life end?”

Croton lay on the bench, looking at the top of the pavilion.

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded: "Do you want to get rid of your current life?"

Badou sat up suddenly, looked around, and asked in panic, "Who? Who is it?"

Could it be him?

Badou thought of Lufa, but the voice and tone did not sound like Lufa.

"Mr. Croton, don't be nervous. We just want to ask you a question. Do you want to get rid of your current life?"

"Of course!" Badou nodded. He suddenly understood. It was probably some superpowered force that came to him and wanted to cooperate with him. Is his body so popular?

"Very good, Mr. Croton, as long as you are willing to cooperate with us, we can realize all your wishes!"

"Cooperation? How to cooperate? Do you want to borrow my body?" asked Badou.

"That's not necessary. We just want to borrow a drop of your blood and drip it on the magic-sealing box you picked up today!"

"The Demon Sealing Box? Did you find it today?"

Badou took the magic-sealing box out of the snakeskin bag and saw a faint light emitting from the magic-sealing box.

"Are you... in this box?" asked Croton.

"Yes, we are from the Shadow Universe, and we were sealed in this magic box by the Armor Hero. As long as you use a drop of blood, you can release us. Then we can fulfill all your wishes!"

"You...you are actually the Shadow Guardians! Aren't you sealed? How can you still speak?" Badou was shocked.

"How can those little earthlings stop the means of our Shadow Universe?"