This Game is too Realistic - Chapter 605.2: Biotic Armor

The moment his back touched the biomass armor, tendrils slithered across his body.

Sharp connectors pierced his flesh, countless fine cilia entwining with every nerve.

“ARGHHHH!”

The sudden agony wrenched a roar from him. His eyes were bloodshot and wide, muscles convulsing as if thousands of volts were running through him.

The pain dwarfed any cybernetic surgery a hundredfold, something was being forced inside him, while his own flesh seeped into it.

First the nerves fused, then the blood, then all of him.

Gaen felt as though he were back in some chaotic womb, an invisible umbilical cord binding him to the meat encasing him.

When he opened his eyes again, he no longer felt his old body. His consciousness was wholly inside a new shell, a stronger shell!

Clenching his fists, cracks...