Faced with whispers that felt demonic, Yudula trembled.
She thought she already had nothing, and the future was bound to be miserable, so she had to try and fight even at the cost of death. But when truly facing death, she felt fear.
"What do you want me to do?" she asked, trembling.
"I will make you evolve, revealing a form you can't even imagine, softer, even gelatinous," Fu Qingjun said. "Take off your armor."
"Ah?" Yudula was stunned.
She lay soft on the ground and removed her armor, revealing a soft red undershirt underneath, which looked very alluring.
She said, "The armor is not mine; it scrapes painfully, so I put stuff from the ruins inside for padding."
Fu Qingjun found it interesting.
Indeed, similar to human skinless species, to prevent friction and cuts, their clothing was both inside and outside, starting to form the primitive system of human clothing.
