If I let you open a toy store, would you mass-produce Emperor Armor?

now.

Old street, toy store.

The roller shutter door was halfway down.

Song Yang sat on a creaking rattan chair, holding a bowl of nearly empty instant noodles, while the system panel in front of him was flashing wildly.

[Ding! Detected strong shock to Li Daoyuan! Emotion value +4000!]

[Ding! Zhao Ming's shock detected! Emotion value +2500!]

With the continued benefits brought by word of mouth among the residents of the old street, the number in the upper right corner has jumped to over six figures!

[Current total sentiment score: 108500.]

Song Yang put down his instant noodle fork and grabbed a tissue to wipe his mouth.

He opened the system shop, his gaze passing over the Wind Eagle Sword blueprint and landing on a newly appeared option.

[Xingtian Armor Blueprint (Includes a basic physical production line)]

[Price: 100000 Emotion Points]

This is really good stuff!

Without the slightest hesitation, Song Yang clicked the button.

[Ding! 100,000 Emotion Points deducted.]

[The blueprints for the Xingtian Armor have been loaded, and the basic production line has been deployed to the warehouse behind the host's shop.]

Song Yang got up, dusted off his trousers, and walked towards the storage room at the back.

Push open the rusty iron gate.

The warehouse, which used to be filled with discarded cardboard boxes and unsold plastic dolls, has now been completely transformed.

In the center of the room, a silver-gray metal workbench stood quietly, its surface shimmering with a faint blue light. Its overall design exuded a cold, industrial feel, standing out starkly against the surrounding dilapidated walls.

Song Yang stepped forward and placed his palm on the table.

The operating instructions automatically popped into my mind.

[Basic Production Line: With a small amount of emotional value and basic real-world materials, it can perfectly replicate the physical shell of a tokusatsu weapon in its inactive state, achieving the highest standard of craftsmanship in the current dimension.]

He turned his head, rummaged through a cardboard box next to him and pulled out a few broken plastic models and a pile of scrap metal parts, which he then threw into the feed inlet.

"Activate, Replica Xingtian Armor Summoning Device!"

The worktable emitted a very low beep, flashed blue light, and the feed inlet closed.

In less than two minutes, the discharge port slowly slid open.

Song Yang reached out and took out a retro-style digital camera with red and black stripes.

This camera feels cool and heavy to the touch, with a strong metallic texture. The red lens edge reflects a cold, hard light. The damping of each button is precise. The whole thing is without any seams or burrs, and the tolerance of the card slot is controlled at the micrometer level.

This is no longer a toy, it's practically a work of art!

Song Yang held the summoner in his hand and weighed it in his hand, a smile involuntarily appearing on his face.

"How much should we sell it for?"

"Let's sell it for 98,000, that's a good price!"

He put the summoner in his pocket, then walked back to the front of the shop and pulled up the roller shutter.

The night wind swept in the dust from the old street.

Song Yang sat back behind the counter, put his feet up, and looked up at the various toys hanging on the wall.

Lin Wan'er's note was still pressed in the corner of the counter, but Song Yang didn't touch it.

The sky gradually darkened.

Only one chandelier was lit in the toy store, casting a dim yellow light on Song Yang's face.

He lay in the wicker chair, turning the newly made Xingtian Armor summoner over and over in his hand.

The metal casing was cool to the touch, gleaming with a calm sheen under the light.

hum!

At that moment, the old smartphone on the cashier's counter suddenly rang.

It wasn't a phone call; it was a flood of background push notifications from various apps all at once.

Song Yang sat up, picked up his phone, and was stunned when he saw the notification.

The entire internet is in an uproar!

The top trending topics on short video platforms and social forums were dominated by the same term within just one hour.

A red-armored warrior has appeared in the old streets of Jiangcheng, instantly killing a monster!

The entry was followed by three exclamation marks.

Song Yang clicked on the video ranked first.

The video footage was very shaky, as if someone was secretly filming from behind a second-floor window in the old street. The resolution was barely acceptable, and the audio was filled with the person filming's heavy breathing and screams.

In the scene, an abyssal rift hangs in mid-air, and two Tier 1 Bloodthirsty wolves are rampaging through the street!

Then, a crimson beam of light suddenly shot up from the ground, directly dispelling the dark purple abyss haze.

Within the beam of light, the entire process of Song Yang transforming into the Flame Dragon Armor was recorded!

Although I couldn't see the face clearly from that distance, I could still hear the dragon's roar and the crisp sound of the armor being put on!

What followed was a one-sided massacre.

He smashed the mad wolf with a punch, then drew his Flaming Blade. A crescent-shaped flame, several meters long, swept across the entire street. The second mad wolf evaporated, and the abyss rift closed.

The video is only two minutes long, and it starts looping automatically after the progress bar reaches the bottom.

Song Yang glanced at the data.

Good guy!

It received over three million likes, over six hundred thousand comments, and even over one million shares!

And this data hasn't stopped; it's still rising!

He opened the video's comment section.

"These special effects, this lighting and shadow rendering—which domestic film company did the marketing and distribution for? Please tell me the release date loudly, I'll take my whole family to the cinema to support it!"

"The budget is burning through!"

"Why didn't they leave the costume actor a proper burial, instead of giving Mad Wolf a proper body?"

"Special effects my ass! I was there! I saw that glowing knife cleave the asphalt road with my own eyes! That guy was selling toys in the old street!"

Of the hundreds of thousands of comments, 90% were sarcastic, with only a small number and some who had witnessed it firsthand refuting it.

"How much did the upstairs neighbors charge? Help out with the little brother!"

"Keep making things up! If there were such a big shot in the old street, the Jiangcheng Martial Arts Association would have been worshipping him long ago!"

Various speculations emerged, and most people did not believe that this was a real supernatural event.

Because within their existing cognitive framework, a battle without psionic fluctuations is simply illogical!

Song Yang closed the software and turned his gaze back to the system panel.

[Ding! Detected widespread online agitation!]

[Emotional Value +1]

[Emotional Value +2]

[Emotional Value +1]

The notification sounds kept ringing incessantly, so Song Yang turned them off to get some peace and quiet.

He stroked his chin, having gained a general understanding of the system's decision-making logic.

The emotions conveyed by online videos lack a sense of immersion and crisis, resulting in very low emotional values ​​for individuals, mostly only one or two points.

However, although the individual returns are very weak, the base is there.

With millions of views across the internet, even if only one-tenth of people react, the cumulative effect is a staggering number!

The balance in the upper right corner of the panel is soaring at an unprecedented rate.

100,000!

Two hundred thousand!

Two hundred and fifty thousand!

Seeing this, Song Yang couldn't help but grin.

"The benefits of the internet are truly amazing!"

He casually tossed his phone back onto the counter, completely unconcerned about the noise outside.

As long as no one can follow the internet cable to dismantle his store, this traffic generation is a sure thing!

At the same time.

Deep within the underground sewage system of Jiangcheng, in the abandoned No. 6 air-raid shelter.

The air was damp, and the stench of the sewers mingled with the smell of rotting flesh.

In the center of the air-raid shelter stood a circular stone table, its surface covered with various twisted, dark purple runes.

This is the stronghold of the seventh branch of the Underworld Cult.

The Cult of the Underworld, a group of fanatics who worship the power of the abyss!

They believed that the Abyss was the ladder of human evolution, so they lurked in the shadows year-round, growing stronger by hunting down low-level spiritual warriors and smuggling magical beast cores.

In front of the stone table, a holographic projection screen was floating, playing the video of the old street's transformation into the Flame Dragon Armor.

However, unlike the blurry versions online, this video has been processed with a special algorithm, resulting in extremely high image quality!