Knights: The journey of support starting with Faiz

The splattering silver bits from the grinder suddenly reminded him of the twisted monster on the field yesterday.

"Just like you said, to protect... but every time I face those monsters, I always feel empty inside."

Jiang Ye's fingertips hovered over the chapter on "The Distinction Between Good and Evil," and the dried flower specimens tucked between the pages trembled slightly.

He closed the book, stood up, and took two ceramic coffee cups from under the bar.

"Try this Yunnan small grain; the sun-drying process gives it a fermented flavor in its sourness."

Seeing Jinghe's stunned expression, he chuckled softly.

"When you're drinking coffee, if you keep staring at the cup, you won't be able to appreciate the layers of flavor. It's the same with fighting; when you're fixated on finding reasons, you'll overlook the meaning of the action itself."

Jinghe held the ceramic cup, feeling the warmth emanating from his palm.

Jiang Ye leaned against the bar and continued speaking.

“A Ming Dynasty thinker said, ‘A gentleman judges by his actions, not his intentions.’ Just like when you’re brewing coffee, if you can make the coffee a satisfying drink for your customers, why worry about that half-second tremor in your hand when grinding the coffee?”

He softened his voice.

“Jinghe, I’ve seen too many people go astray for ‘the right reasons.’ More important than the perfect motive is to persist in doing what you believe is right.”

Jinghe gazed at the coffee in his cup, which was gradually cooling down, and thought of the decaffeinated formula he had specially prepared for the elderly living alone this morning.

When the other person accepted the coffee, a smile appeared in the wrinkles at the corners of their eyes.

That sense of satisfaction was completely different from the thrill of defeating a monster on the field, but it was just as exhilarating.

"I think I understand, Wu."

When he looked up, his eyes lit up.

"Just as a barista's initial goal is to deliver flavor, our initial goal is to protect..."

An alarm suddenly ripped through the air, and a silver wristwatch projected a holographic countdown.

Jiang Ye's ancient book automatically disappeared into a hidden compartment, and the two of them simultaneously pressed the driver on their waists.

Bathed in blue light, Jinghe heard the clinking of coffee bean cans behind him, and for a moment he even thought the sound was like war drums.

Chapter 259: Absolute Right of Transformation

Pale blue data streams floated in the silvery-white lounge.

When Jiang Ye and Jing He landed, they ran into Long Wo pinning Zhan Tu against the wall.

"Are you crazy! Modifying weapons with ice machine parts? If the organizers find out, you'll be eliminated immediately!"

"Shh-"

Zhan Tu raised his index finger, a dangerous smile curving his lips.

The water gun in his hand was undergoing molecular recombination, and icicle-like patterns condensed inside the originally transparent barrel.

"See this condensation device? As long as you inject combat energy, it can create frost at minus fifty degrees Celsius."

He turned his head and glanced at Ukiyo Hidetoshi, who was standing dumbfounded beside the teleportation array.

"Hey handsome, want to upgrade your gear? I offer free after-sales service."

Hidetoshi Ukiyo approached slowly, one hand in his pocket, his eyes behind his glasses scanning Sento's workbench with interest. 143

"Kiloli, is this kind of cross-device modification within the rules?"

His voice carried a casual provocation, and Mi Yin behind him had already taken out her phone and started a live stream.

Kiroli's holographic projection appeared above everyone's heads, his mechanical voice carrying an electronic reverberation.

"As long as they do not use off-site props, contestants have absolute right to modify the equipment."

Before he could finish speaking, Sento had already snatched the water gun strap from Ukiyo Hidetoshi, and the screwdriver sparked as it scraped against the metal surface.

"What a mess!"

The contestant from the future couldn't help but gasp in surprise.

Their equipment all follows a strict modular design.

At this moment, Zhan Tu's actions were like disassembling a spaceship and casually reassembling it into a fighter jet.

When he threw the modified buckle back, the silver metal surface was shimmering with the blue light of liquid nitrogen.

The excitement in Hidetoshi Ukiyo's eyes was exactly the same.

Jiang Ye leaned against the energy pillar and quietly observed, noticing that when Zhan Tu was being modified, he would subconsciously touch his chest.

There was a rusty gear badge pinned there.

He recalled the legendary genius who was willing to distort the timeline to save the world.

Right now, he's humming a song while holding a wrench in his mouth, welding hairdryer parts to the edge of the shield.

"Jinghe, watch carefully."

Jiang Ye suddenly spoke, raising his hand to gesture for the boy to look towards the center of the crowd.

"ZhanTu broke not only the equipment rules, but also everyone's inherent understanding of 'competition'."

His gaze swept over the gradually changing expressions of the contestants around him.

Some people have started to think about it, while others have already taken out tools to imitate and modify it.

"When the battle is no longer confined to a set pattern, the real contest has just begun."

Jinghe gripped the driver at his waist, understanding what Jiang Ye meant by "original intention" in the coffee shop.

Perhaps the significance of this event lies in Sento's boundless creativity, in Ukiyo Hidetoshi's effortless control, and in his unwavering desire to protect the world behind him every time he raises his weapon.

As the countdown projection began to flash, Sento was attaching flamethrowers to Ryuga's gauntlets.

He looked up and winked at Jiang Ye, his eyes behind his glasses shining brightly.

"How about we have a competition next to see who can do the craziest makeover?"

Jiang Ye chuckled but did not answer. Instead, as he turned around, he slipped a tactical chip into Jing He's palm.

That was a jamming device he had just hastily assembled using coffee machine parts.

The white light in the lounge engulfed everyone, and Jinghe heard Fushi Eiji chuckle softly.

"Interesting, finally we've encountered a player who can break the script."

In the silvery-white lounge, people from the future watched the contestants' every move through holographic projections from above.

In their eyes, this grand prix of desire was nothing more than a carefully orchestrated entertainment program.

Modern people are like puppets on strings, fighting on the field according to a predetermined script, which provides them with entertainment.

Kiryu Sento raises the modified frost weapon high above his head.

As the cold light flowing across the metal surface mingled with the confident gleam in his eyes, the pupils of the man from the future contracted.

The cold, mechanical voice of the Wish Driver rang out.

"Weapon modification is deemed legal!"

This sound caused a huge stir in the audience of the future people.

"My God, how did he do that?"

A woman from the future exclaimed in surprise, completely unaware that the holographic drink in her hand had spilled.

"This completely breaks with convention!"

Another person from the future waved his arms excitedly.

"Quick! Record his modification process! This is unprecedented technology!"

People's interest was completely ignited, and discussions arose one after another.

They never imagined that a contestant from a past era could modify the props in such an imaginative way.

Chapter 260: A New Height

"Feed him with high-level items!"

Someone suddenly suggested.

"Let's see what other powerful equipment he can create!"

This suggestion received an immediate and enthusiastic response.

Everyone began excitedly discussing which item would be best suited for the Battle Rabbit modification.

Some have even boldly suggested that it might be possible to reverse engineer the War Rabbit to uncover the secrets of future technologies.

In the lounge.

Jiang Ye and Wan Zhanglong stood quietly in the corner.

Their existence was once the focus of attention for people from the future.

But at this moment, all eyes were focused on Zhan Tu.

Every move and every modification of War Rabbit attracts the attention of people from the future.

He can not only bring out the original performance of the props, but also take them to a whole new level.

To create decisive weapons capable of changing the course of the war.

This showed people from the future enormous potential.

They realized that investing in the War Rabbit might bring in a huge return.

Ukiyo Hidetoshi picked up the modified water arrow strap of Sento and examined it with great interest.

The metal surface gleams with a deep blue luster, and the intricate patterns conceal powerful energy.

"Wonderful, really wonderful!"

He exclaimed in admiration, a meaningful smile playing on his lips.

"Zhan Tu, you really are a guy who keeps surprising people."

Just then, Tsumuri's sweet voice rang out in the lounge.

"Attention, contestants! New competition rules have been announced. Three groups of demons are invading the city. You must stop them from entering the city, or you will lose the competition."

"This competition uses a points-based elimination system; the player with the lowest points will be eliminated. Good luck to everyone!"

The announcement of the rules created a tense atmosphere in the lounge, with participants gripping their equipment tightly and their eyes revealing vigilance and determination.

In this tense atmosphere, a small storm is quietly brewing.

Sumida walked slowly toward Ryuga, a malicious smile on his face.

"Ryuga, have you ever thought about why Sento didn't offer to modify your buckle?"

He deliberately lowered his voice, a sly glint in his eyes.

"I think he's afraid you'll become too amazing and steal his thunder!"

Ryuga was taken aback for a moment, then burst into a hearty laugh.

"Hahahaha! Sento's afraid of me? What a joke! But if he really thinks that way, that would be hilarious!"

He patted his muscular chest and said confidently.

Upon hearing these remarks, Sento merely glanced at Sumida and Ryuga and said dismissively.

"Muscle gorilla idiot."

He continued fiddling with the tools in his hands, explaining without looking up.

"Jiang Ye and Long Wo are strong enough on their own, and they don't need my help to modify the props."

"But I'm just an ordinary person. The only way I can have a fighting chance on the field is by modifying these tools."

Zhan Tu's words were tinged with self-deprecation as he looked down at his calloused hands.

These hands have disassembled and reassembled countless mechanical parts to create amazing weapons.

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