Knights: The journey of support starting with Faiz

Meikong took out her phone and opened her live stream.

To her surprise, the live stream was still operating normally, with the number of fans and interaction data remaining as usual.

"It's too weird,"

she whispered.

"Everything here is like 2.3, as if we always belonged here."

Jiang Ye walked to the entrance of the coffee shop, looked up at the words "Naxida Coffee Shop" on the sign, and felt a mix of emotions.

He pushed open the door, feeling the sunlight and air outside. Everything seemed so real, yet filled with a sense of unreality.

"In any case, for now we can only follow the rules of this world. Perhaps, in the process, we can find a way to leave, or uncover the truth of this world."

He turned around and looked at Zhan Tu.

Chapter 242: Shock

"Zhan Tu, look at the time, it's almost time to go to class, isn't it?"

Sento sighed helplessly and picked up the bag on the table.

"I never imagined that one day I would actually become a university teacher."

He walked towards the door, his steps heavy.

When Sento stepped onto the campus of Seito University, he was stunned by what he saw.

The campus is shaded by green trees, and students walk in twos and threes along the path.

The teaching buildings, library, and laboratories all seemed so real.

He found his classroom using the information on his access card.

Standing at the classroom door, he pushed it open and went inside.

The classroom was already full of students, all of whom were staring at Zhan Tu.

In the first row, a seemingly intelligent and arrogant student caught Sento's attention; that student was none other than Daichi Isuzu.

He crossed his legs, a provocative smile on his face, and disdain in his eyes.

Zhan Tu walked onto the podium.

"Hello students, I am your physics teacher this semester, Kiryu Sento."

His voice echoed in the classroom, but his mind was filled with thoughts of the many irrationalities of the world.

And how to find clues to leave while under this unfamiliar identity.

Long stood at the entrance of the coffee shop, holding a construction helmet in his hand, his face full of reluctance.

"Construction site workers..."

He muttered it again, then shook his head helplessly, put on his helmet, and walked towards the construction site.

The lecture hall at Saint-Germain University was exceptionally quiet in the afternoon sun, with only the soft scratching of chalk across the blackboard.

Sento stood on the podium, his white shirt collar open, and the wisps of hair on his forehead swaying gently with his movements.

His gaze swept over the students below the stage who were taking notes diligently. The chalk in his hand smoothly wrote a series of complex quantum physics formulas on the blackboard, as if he were drawing a precise scientific blueprint.

"Students, the core of quantum fission lies in the conversion and release of energy."

Sento's voice was steady and powerful, possessing a magical quality that made people unconsciously believe him.

"Just like the formula we see, it not only shows the changes in the microscopic world, but also the key to unlocking the door to future technology."

He pointed to the blackboard and began to explain each symbol and step in detail.

The students below the stage nodded in agreement, their pens constantly taking notes of the key points.

Just as Sento was getting into his speech, Daichi Isuzu in the first row suddenly raised his hand.

The student, dressed in a sharp suit and with his hair neatly combed, had an arrogant and defiant look in his eyes.

After receiving permission, he strode onto the podium.

He picked up the chalk and wrote a series of dazzling formulas on one side of the blackboard.

The symbols intertwined to form a complex and daunting system.

"Teacher, I have some different opinions on your explanation."

Daichi Isuzu turned around, a confident smile on his lips, but his eyes were full of disdain.

"You see, according to my theory, quantum fission can achieve more efficient energy output, rather than being as conservative as you say."

He began to explain his theory at length, his words filled with disdain for traditional theories.

Sento listened attentively to Daichi Isuzu's explanation, occasionally adding key points on the blackboard.

After the other person finished speaking, he said.

"Isuzu, your theory is indeed very innovative and demonstrates your talent in the field of quantum physics."

"but!"

His tone became serious.

"This research is too dangerous. The way you envision the energy output could have devastating consequences if it gets out of control."

Daichi Isuzu scoffed.

"Teacher, science should not be bound by so-called 'danger.' Science doesn't need conscience; it only needs continuous breakthroughs and progress!"

His words were full of arrogance, as if he could already see himself standing at the pinnacle of science.

Sento's eyes sharpened.

He stepped forward and looked directly into Daichi Isuzu's eyes.

"No, you're wrong! Scientists must have a conscience! We study science to improve human life, not to create tools for destruction. If we pursue so-called 'progress' without considering the consequences, how are we any different from demons?"

Tension rose in the classroom as the other students held their breath, watching the intense intellectual confrontation unfold.

Chapter 243: Recruitment Notice

At Nasida Coffee Shop, sunlight streams through the windows onto the wooden floor, creating warm patches of light.

Jiang Ye stood in front of the previously closed reception desk, holding tools in her hand, and removed the last partition.

With a loud clang, the front desk transformed into an open design, revealing the entire operating area.

"This way, guests can clearly see the coffee roasting and brewing process."

Jiang Ye nodded in satisfaction, tidied up the tools, and began to arrange various exquisite coffee utensils.

The coffee grinder, pour-over kettle, and latte art cup were all polished to a shine, gleaming in the sunlight.

Misora, holding a broom, complained from the side.

"Oh dear, I've been cleaning all day, my back is about to break."

She looked up at the newly renovated coffee shop, her eyes filled with anticipation.

"However, seeing the shop gradually become more beautiful is quite fulfilling. I'd like to help out even more!"

Jiang Ye smiled and handed her a rag.

"Then I'll trouble Misora ​​to help wipe the table. Once it's set up, we can put up the job posting and prepare for the official opening."

After the two of them had been busy for a while, Jiang Ye placed the carefully prepared desserts and tea drinks on the counter.

Strawberry mousse, tiramisu, matcha mille-feuille—each dessert is like a work of art.

Brightly colored and exquisitely designed.

Hand-drip coffee, fruit tea, lattes—the aroma of various drinks fills the air, making one's mouth water.

Jiang Ye then hung up another eye-catching job posting at the door.

The sign read, "Nasida Coffee Shop is hiring baristas and waiters/waitresses. Excellent benefits."

Misora ​​stood in front of the counter, her eyes wide with longing as she looked at the tempting pastries.

"Wow, Jiang Ye, these things you made are so beautiful!"

As she spoke, she reached out and took a piece of strawberry mousse.

"and many more!"

Jiang Ye quickly stopped her.

"Misora, don't put ketchup on it!"

Misora ​​immediately showed a dissatisfied expression and muttered something.

"I like to add ketchup, is that wrong?"

But she obediently put her hand down, picked up a piece of cake, took a bite, and her eyes lit up.

"Mmm! This is so delicious! Jiang Ye, you're a genius!"

Just then, outside the glass door of the coffee shop, siblings Sakurai Keikazu and Sakurai Sara were passing by.

They had originally planned to eat buckwheat noodles, but were suddenly drawn in by a rich aroma of coffee.

Sakurai Sara involuntarily stopped and looked at the exquisite pastries displayed in the shop window.

"Jinghe, weren't we going to eat buckwheat noodles? Why did we suddenly stop?"

Sakurai Sara asked, puzzled.

Sakurai Keikazu scratched his head and smiled sheepishly.

"Sis, look at these cakes, they look so delicious! And the aroma from this coffee shop is irresistible. Shall we go in and try them?"

Looking at her younger brother's expectant eyes and then at the pastries in the shop window, Sakurai Sara finally nodded.

"Okay, let's try it."

The two pushed open the door of the coffee shop, and the doorbell rang crisply.

Jiang Ye immediately greeted him warmly with a friendly smile.

"Welcome! Today is our soft opening day, everything is 50% off. Please feel free to choose whatever you like."

On the construction site.

The smell of earth and steel mingled in the air.

The roar of cranes, the turning of mixers, and the shouts of workers mingled together.

The workers' sweat dripped continuously, soaking their already drenched clothes.

In a corner of the construction site, several workers sat together during a short break.

They wiped the sweat from their faces with dirty towels, drank their own cold water, and whispered among themselves.

"Have you seen the new guy?"

A dark-skinned worker asked in a low voice, his eyes filled with doubt.

　(Okay?) "You mean Wan Zhang Longwo?"

Another worker chimed in.

"Of course I saw it. He hasn't stopped working since he started this morning!"

"you do not say."

"Another worker exclaimed in amazement."

"He carried more building materials than any of us, and he was fast and precise. He did the work of four of us! His strength is simply superhuman!"

The workers nodded.

They've been working on construction sites for years, and they've seen all kinds of people.

But someone like Ryuga is truly a first for me.

Master Azuma was originally tidying up tools on the side.