Fides: "Hold on tighter..."
Li Feng: "Is this tight enough?"
Fides: "This is more like it..."
In the training room, Li Feng held Fides's legs, assisting her with sit-ups.
Days passed, and Fides had gradually grown accustomed to Li Feng's proximity. During this time, she sought out Li Feng daily to supervise new recruits' training, patrol the ship, and train with her, under the guise of:
"You are my prisoner now, I need to supervise you at all times..."
Meanwhile, Li Feng was questioning his life, as he no longer remembered how many sit-ups Fides had done in one go. He had stopped counting after 300.
At the same time, over the past few nights, Li Feng and Ma Yinglong had together modified all of the Sisters of Battle's armored vehicles. The focus wasn't just on modification; they also made Li Feng, who was terrible at drawing, write down sacred words in Gothic script on them... Wasn't this like asking Zhang Fei to embroider?
However, Li Feng had found a new use for the stc template printer Cawl had given him... Now, Sister Fides's strong yet beautiful thighs were clad in black yoga pants that Li Feng had tinkered out of the printer.
The training intensity for the Sisters of Battle was very high, and their workout clothes were linen undergarments. This meant that halfway through every training session, they could wring out half a bucket of sweat from their undergarments.
So, Li Feng decided to make a set of everyday training clothes for the Nuns. He then generated an stc template for Lululemon sportswear from that world and began printing.
To prevent them from worrying about the sanctity of the clothes, Li Feng specifically changed the logo on the back of the yoga pants' waistband to the imperial aquila and the Sisters' iris pattern.
He also claimed that this stc template was provided by Great Sage Kaor, Archmagos Belisarius Cawl, and that these yoga pants and sports bras contained mysterious yet 100% pure Dark Age technology. He couldn't very well say he made the stc himself, could he? He didn't want to be worshipped as a god; it was better to keep a low profile.
As the first to try them, Sister Fides wore them to a training session, and immediately afterward, countless Nuns' order requests almost flattened the threshold of Li Feng's room... But Li Feng looked up at the white-haired Misses in the training room... tight yoga pants... graceful hip lines and strong, beautiful legs... Heh heh heh~
"Ouch! Why did you hit me?" Li Feng, feeling a flick to his head, looked at Fides, who had just struck him... "Don't look elsewhere! Concentrate on assisting me. I still have 350 kg of squats to do later..." (The author's back started to ache)
Li Feng could only continue to hold Fides's legs, focusing on training with her. One good thing, however, was that Li Feng discovered that items he obtained from the panel could be modified and upgraded using the printer.
A few days ago, to test the limits of the printer and stc manufacturing capabilities, Li Feng asked Fides for his revolver back, at the cost of training with Fides every day.
After Li Feng put the Colt Silver Python into the printer, through stc generation, he produced the "Ace of Spades" revolver, Cayde-6's exclusive weapon from Destiny 2.
Li Feng's Ace of Spades compressed plasma into its cylinder, with a capacity of 13 rounds. When Li Feng and Ma Yinglong tested it in the armory yesterday, after continuously firing 300 rounds, it did not experience the "meltdown" issue that all plasma weapons in the warhammer world suffer from.
Moreover, Li Feng tested it with rapid single-action firing. By the time they reached the second cylinder, that cunning Oil Man Ma Yinglong had already hidden 20 meters away from Li Feng, to avoid being caught in an explosion.
But where was this gun now? It wasn't in Li Feng's hands; it had been borrowed by Dora Cawl, who learned of it immediately, because Cawl had been studying the problem of plasma weapon heat sinks for a long time without finding an answer... At this moment, Cawl was in his room, looking at the weapon he had disassembled over and over again, studying it for days and nights, utterly perplexed... "Alas, my friend! This shouldn't be? Why doesn't it melt down? This heat sink is inferior to anything we can hand-forge in any forge world... I understand! It must be the power of the omnissiah! This is the divine machine produced by the messiah!"
...After training with Fides, Sister Margaret approached Li Feng, saying she needed his help with something.
"Um, those training tights and training bras of yours..."
"Is Grand Sister Margaret asking for another pair? I'll go to my room right away and get you another set. Don't worry, it can be produced as long as there's cheap nylon and spandex..."
"No, no, no... It's the Imperial Cult's Sisterhood Council..."
Hearing Margaret's words, Li Feng's vision instantly went black. It's over! It's over! This blasphemous pair of pants he made was actually known by the Ecclesiarchy... He wouldn't be... Just as Li Feng thought he was about to be tied to a stake and burned, Sister Margaret's words made Li Feng freeze:
"The Sisterhood Council thinks this outfit is very good. As training wear, it can be widely promoted among the Nuns... So, they hope you can hand over the stc template that Great Sage Kaor gave you."
Tch! Is that all~ I'll give them as many as they want!
"Grand Nun, no problem, I'll go to my room and get you the stc in a moment."
With that, Li Feng turned to go back to his room. Having been woken up early by Fides, it was time to go back for a nap.
What Cawl, still researching heat sinks at this time, didn't know was that Li Feng's constant attribution of stc ownership to Cawl would lead to unforeseen consequences in the future.
When people in the future speak of Belisarius Cawl, they will always think of the products he designed!
Primaris Space Marines! Belisarius Furnace! The imperial regent's armor of destiny! Mark X power armour! Redemptor dreadnought! And... Sisters of Battle yoga pants... "Robert, can you ask your friend Cawl to send a few more pairs of yoga pants... My Eldar Misses are all waiting for them~"