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There was a lot of discussion in the story about how shameless Estelle was, and how she was planning to bring in Dr. Sora as a counterweight to the Black Tower in order to gain more control over the space station. There was also "news" revealing that Sora visited Estelle several times a night, and the fact that the Black Tower opposed Estelle's relationship with Sora was even written in as if it was a serious matter.

"...This account is her secondary account, right? How serious is her family situation... She actually went to such lengths to bind you... She even slandered herself?"

Even Paimon couldn't help but complain after seeing the horrifying content of the exchange.

"Looking closely, she is just following the 'trend'. These rumors were not created by her. There must be someone else behind them."

During the time when he was tortured by Aha, Kong, who had a clear understanding of how dirty the anonymous online surfing environment in this world was, also spoke up for Ester.

"If she doesn't do this, she will be labeled as the webmaster's bootlicker and excluded - even in a group where people will madly insult and doubt the webmaster, as long as your attack is not strong enough, the group members will suspect that she is a member of the faction that is mildly opposed to Ester..."

77. The Clothing Style of an Apex Predator

"Sora, did the talk go well?"

When Sora arrived at the office, the tailors had already set up the instruments for measuring the body and prepared hundreds of fabrics that were lined up in Estelle's office.

The meeting with Silver Wolf was not extended. Esta had already picked him up yesterday and only started formal preparations in the morning - leaving enough time for both herself and Kong, which was indeed the approach that people from a big family would take.

"It went very smoothly... Who are these people?"

"Dr. Kong, I've heard a lot about you. Hello, Miss Paimon."

Designers and tailors rushed forward to shake hands with Sora, as if Sora's hand was some kind of panacea that could prolong one's life if one shook it.

Kong almost couldn't hold it in. It had only been a little over four days since he became famous and they had arrived at the space station, but he had already "heard of your name for a long time"...

Alas, it’s all for life, it’s understandable.

"...Wow, what a grand ceremony. Is Ester even more extravagant than Zhongli in spending money?" Paimon couldn't help muttering.

"This is Mr. Yuyun, the chief designer of Guangyunxiu's Blue Star branch. After multiple rounds of selection, only Guangyunxiu's design level and materials are the most outstanding. If you ask them, they will definitely be able to come up with a high-end order that will please Mr. Kong."

Paimon's mumbling did not dampen Estelle's enthusiasm.

Although her eyes, which contained a hint of "making do", made Kong understand that the so-called high standards in her mind were higher than those in front of her, she did not show any disrespect and focused on her emotional intelligence.

"Oh...then why are there so many people here?"

"I dare not say that I know more about clothing making than many masters on Azure Star. Although I accept the kindness of the stationmaster and the doctor, more people and more power will be needed to achieve all aspects."

The black-haired and fox-eared man in the lead bowed slightly to Kong, acting like a master, as if he was not the first person who ran up to shake hands with Kong.

"Are you... from Xianzhou?"

Kong had also browsed through many books introducing the races and cultural features of this world through the system, and with the emphasis on certain racial traits by Holhaiya, when he saw that the man in front of him only had fox ears on the top of his head but not the ears on the sides that humans should have, he asked out loud.

There were many friendly-looking Xianzhou faces in the space station, but none of them were fox people - and because they dyed their hair in various colors to flaunt their individuality, they were too silly, so Kong couldn't tell which ones had a vague blood relationship with him.

It means that his yellow hair now no longer reveals his ethnicity before he traveled through time, and only some of the moral bottom lines of his hometown are still strictly adhered to by him.

"That's right. My sister has expanded Guangyunxiu to all parts of the Xinghai, but the store's reputation outside of Xianzhou is not up to par. I'm grateful to the doctor and the stationmaster for giving me this opportunity."

After that, he made way for the machine behind him that was used to measure the whole body, which was like a barrel-shaped aquarium:

"Please, Dr. Kong. Do you want me to introduce you to the high-end fashion that is very popular in the company recently? We have also cooperated with elites in other fields of the company and know their preferences. When you are in a foreign country, perhaps changing into a more suitable outfit can change your mood and improve your relationship with the people around you—"

Yuyun’s eloquence is as good as his design ability, or it can be said that his communication ability is the main reason why Estelle chose his store.

Hearing this, Kong glanced at Esta with a headache, then turned back and walked into the machine reluctantly: "To be honest, I just came here and I don't know some of the popular designs here... What do you think of this outfit I'm wearing?"

“Standardized, accurate, and versatile, but lacking in individuality.”

The fox man didn't say anything nice just because of Kong's special identity. "It may be a good choice in the laboratory, but you are going to attend a ceremony or a party. I suggest you try some formal clothes that are a fusion of Xianzhou style or family style, mainly in black, brown and apricot tones. In addition, the hood will make you look a little young and lack dignity. I don't recommend using this kind of design."

"One set of clothes for formal occasions is enough. My personal needs may test your specific implementation capabilities. I hope you don't blame me for the trouble."

Kong thought about it and thought that in order to break this "luxury" trouble and maximize the role of so many people called by Estelle, it would be better to take the opportunity to order some high-end "equipment" instead of just clothes.

"Just tell me, I will do my best to meet your requirements."

Yu Yun said happily.

It's fine as long as the request is empty.

He heard from Estelle yesterday that he had to guide Kong Wanggui to make clothes, and let him spend the stationmaster's money ruthlessly. The more he spent, the more commission he could get.

It is really hard to guess what rich people are thinking, but after Kong slowly opened his mouth, Yu Yun's mentality of being a big shot in the field slowly subsided and he became serious.

"Do you have any fabric that can support severe deformation and is puncture-resistant? It doesn't need to be cut-resistant, but puncture-resistant."

"Of course, but those fabrics are not suitable for dresses. They are very close to the skin and have a very obvious silhouette."

"Are there any fabrics of this type that are extremely airtight? Waterproof and corrosion-resistant? Ideally, radiation-proof."

"We can meet your needs by adding additional coating." A question mark appeared above Yuyun's head.

Is this to add lining inside the dress?

"Okay, then I need to install a needle-free penetrating fit injector inside the clothing, along my spine, the kind that can activate the nerves directly."

"...You are an expert, but this technology sounds like something that only the development department or the military can use..."

Yu Yun wiped the sweat off his forehead and said, "In peaceful areas, personal syringes are usually paired with bracelets instead of clothes... If you need to regulate your endocrine system, you can buy nanorobots instead of injecting drugs directly..."

He almost thought that he was not here to do tailoring work but to be a private physician - no, from what Sora said, it sounded more like he was being asked to design protective gear.

"I have my uses." Sora didn't want to say more.

“Okay, these features can all be made into linings.”

"...Can a single-person phase shuttle be done by wiring in the lining?"

After the fox man wrote down these requirements, Kong suddenly gave him a hell level of difficulty.

"Hahaha... you're so humorous. If you want to phase walk with the help of clothes, you'll have to undergo skin implant surgery all over your body... that's a huge project."

Yu Yun smiled for a while, but found that Kong didn't smile at all, as if he was waiting for him to give a definite answer as to whether it could be realized.

"...You...are going to add a phase shuttle function to the lining? Are you kidding?"

78. Warframe

If he was in a low-level martial arts world or plane, the most Kong could do was to get himself some kind of exoskeleton to wear so that he could save a bit of energy during long-distance running.

But the Star Iron World is a world with high-level military and cosmic-level civilizations everywhere. The additional ingredients that Kong wants are only difficult or easy, and the cost is the main factor to consider in order to achieve them.

Yuyun had seen the world, and the Xianzhou Alliance was a martial-minded alliance of civilizations. People who came out of there more or less knew some military-related technologies, not to mention that many civilian technologies were themselves eliminated from military technologies. So Kong had accidentally asked the right person.

Esta, who was waiting for Kong to try on clothes with a smile on her face, listened to Kong throwing out various terms that only appeared in the company's armed development department and maintenance department. Gradually, doubts filled her mind.

The couture dress that Kong wanted was not a dress at all, it was a fucking space suit or armor.

If phase walking is a function that Esta feels is not something that clothes should have, then the ridiculous function of individual warping that Kong mentioned later is a bit too much.

The clothes she was wearing now were only connected to her staff-type skyfire guiding device and did not provide any additional energy. Esta felt that few people were more particular than herself, and Kong wished he could just stuff an antimatter reactor into his clothes.

"I'm sorry, with current technology, we are still unable to achieve a single-person jump using only a piece of clothing to carry equipment..."

Yu Yun was already completely anesthetized. He counted the equipment that Kong wanted. Except for the fabrics which were available in his store, if he wanted to collect other things, he would have to make a long-distance interstellar call to ask his relatives to get them from Luofu, or he would have to go to the debt collectors of the Interstellar Peace Company to purchase the goods.

After much consideration, fabrics were the only thing his store could directly supply to Kong...

"Oh, forget it. Just give me a whole rocket backpack. It should be easy to charge. The thrust and other things can be adjusted higher. My physical fitness can withstand it."

...Isn't your demand for downgrading too much?

Yuyun finally made time to wipe the sweat off his face. With a beep, Kong's physical data came out. He hurried over to take a look, hoping to use data such as bone density and muscle density to persuade Kong to give up some unrealistic ideas from the perspective of physical endurance.

"...Big bet is 10,000, small bet is 8,000?"

However, the blood pressure data alone was enough to make Yu Yun's eyes widen, and his ears seemed to explode.

"Young Master??"

Is the machine faulty? Does this person have a mechanical pump installed in his body?

All the cybertailors felt like they were just one step away from dizziness.

However, that is impossible. This machine is for Ester's own use, not brought by them. If they question the accuracy of Ester's equipment, wouldn't that be equivalent to saying that the stationmaster's preparations were not sufficient?

Calm down, calm down. Kong is the emissary of Master Boshi. It is normal for him to be a little different from ordinary people. Look at the Black Tower Space Station, there are Black Tower's "dolls" everywhere. These geniuses not only like to manipulate others, but also use their own bodies to do messy experiments...

"I can now fully understand how it makes sense for you to want those features."

Yu Yun said dryly: "But the cost of such a set of... uh, clothes, is probably almost as expensive as the 500-year war insurance of a destroyer and its supporting combatants. The combat capability it provides is definitely not as cost-effective as the latter. If you just need to improve personal protection and reduce the risk of being assassinated, you can completely rely on high-power shields..."

The fox man even had reservations about whether this set of equipment could be called "clothes". As expected of a man from the Immortal Boat, he directly made a price forecast by raising the price by 30% based on the quoted price of military products. He felt that no one would be stupid enough to accept this offer, and wanted to calm Kong and Ester down.

"That's still a bit expensive—"

Sora was a little hesitant about whether or not to kill Estelle so cruelly all at once.

In his opinion, this was not an expense that an "individual" could afford, and the company must pay for Esta.

His original intention was to give Ester a chance to buy peace of mind with money, but the object of his attempt to get close to her could not be the entire company, or any department. He only wanted to cultivate Ester, so he had to clearly distinguish the primary from the secondary.

"Just do it according to this configuration. I've paid the deposit."

However, before Kong could decide which features to remove, the rich lady quickly transferred the money to him.

"what?"

Not only Kong didn't expect her to be so straightforward, Yuyun didn't expect it either.

He looked at the notification of deposit that popped up on his bracelet, and his whole body seemed to have really turned into a "rain cloud" - his eyes were moist and he was floating in the sky.

To my dear sister: I recently sold clothes for the price of an active destroyer.

He had already thought about how to start sending letters and gifts to his hometown. After all, reality was too magical.

"Buy this one, this one, and this one, all of them - and then clothes for little Paimon." Estelle saw that apart from caring about his equipment, she didn't care much about clothes, so she could only help him order several initial design plans.

Finally, looking at Kong's robe, she always felt that something was missing. After some thought, Ester decided that she didn't want Kong to go to the banquet with a giant axe and an antique musket, so she bought him a walking stick that had the ability to coordinate with the Skyfire system.

As for whether this configuration contains any hidden goods - is there any need to ask?

On the other side, the tailors began to measure Paimon's physical data. Strangely, except for her height and weight, which were still displayed with serious data, all the content about deeper physiological data on the screen was a mess of garbled codes, as if interfered with by a mysterious force.

"There's absolutely no way this can be used for skin care design, right?"

"Paimon doesn't need any of those fancy features. Her skin will always be this good, as long as she eats enough."

Kong Leng suddenly complained, helping both Paimon and the designers out of the predicament: "Just design her in the traditional way...it's time to change her white outfit."