\[Origin Knowledge] - \[Sequence: Knight] - \[Justice]

[Three-Star Hidden Objective: Personally participate in the 'Westminster Supreme Conference - Extraordinary Restraint Agenda Formulation' - Incomplete]

[Game Rating: Two Stars]

[Countdown Refresh: Current Death Countdown - 'Fifteen Days', Timer Stopped]

[Obtained Item: Origin Knowledge - [Sequence: Knight] - [Justice]]

[Obtained Reward Ability: Firearm Proficiency (Handgun Weapons)]

[Special Settlement Reward: None]

[Note: Natural justice is the agreement to avoid mutual harm and to seek mutual benefit. - [Ancient Greece] Epicurus, Fragments]

[To prevent Chief Player from experiencing mental confusion, Origin Knowledge will be automatically instilled during sleep]

This game can be considered over.

Su Wen stretched.

He also picked up his phone from the bed and checked his messages.

During this game that concerned his life, he didn't want to be distracted by his phone and die, so he had set it to Do Not Disturb mode.

The top private message was from an hour ago.

Jiang Menghan sent it:

"Are you free tomorrow? Let's find a place to prepare for the Yunzhou University-sponsored Spiritual Energy Physics competition."

Based on Su Wen's principle of "it's foolish to pass up a freebie," he immediately replied:

"Are you paying?"

Jiang Menghan replied quickly:

"I'm paying.

As for the money, oh right, I suddenly remembered that your prize money from the last competition is still in my account."

Su Wen replied:

"???

Mind your manners."

Below that.

Miss Jiang sent a cute, innocent expression.

It was hard to imagine this was something the aloof Jiang Menghan would do.

After all, the two had known each other since high school.

They were as familiar as could be.

Su Wen knew that she just had a cold tone, but in reality, she teased him quite a bit.

There was nothing he could do. If she picked some four-star hotel and ordered foie gras, abalone, and oysters, then half of his prize money would probably go to paying for the meal. He could only silently admit defeat:

"I suddenly think that street noodle shop from before is fine."

On the other side.

Jiang Menghan leaned against her desk, holding her phone, gently tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, a faint smile on her lips.

Although she still didn't have much of an expression, if Su Wen were here, he would be able to tell that she was in a good mood.

Then, The girl put down her phone.

She picked up Isaac Newton's Mathematical Principles of Natural Philosophy from the table again.

Night fell.

Su Wen dreamed of a parchment scroll slowly being opened.

The story within told of a witch hunt that took place in the Middle Ages.

He was a knight commander standing in the center of a medieval Europa Court of Judgment.

But the scene was beyond his control; he could only watch in the first person.

On both sides of the Court of Judgment.

On one side stood commoners in old, medieval linen clothes, crying and cursing:

"The Black Death was brought by the witch."

"Burn her, burn her."

"She's a demon."

And on the other side.

The witch, bound to a rack and covered in wounds, said weakly:

"I was only trying to save people; I didn't bring the plague."

Afterward, a lengthy process of collecting evidence and files constantly emerged, detailing history, disease, and transmission.

The next second.

'He' heavily brought down the gavel.

"I believe what she says. From Messina in Sicily to Florence, Italy.

What we need to find isn't a pitiful scapegoat, but a way to overcome the plague."

Afterward.

This short story came to an end.

Just as history constantly repeats itself.

[Fourteenth century AD, during the witch hunts of the Holy See, only one Sequence: Knight of the Court of Judgment gave a verdict of innocence.

Afterward, he was tied to the execution rack by an angry mob and burned to death with the witches in the raging fire.

Decades after that trial.

Someone recalled the past.

He had seen Raphael, the pure white guardian angel from the Holy See's documents, in the fire.]

In an instant.

The dream shattered.

After waking up, Su Wen saw a prompt appear on his computer screen:

[The medieval witch hunts stemmed from human ignorance and fear of power, and after the Origin Era, is the fear of Transcendent power the same as it once was?]

[Origin Knowledge] - [Sequence: Knight] - [Justice] has been successfully recorded.

Obtained Origin abilities:

[Condemnation]: Based on the selected target's Order Deviation Value, grants you a bonus to your next damage dealt to them (0-500%, requires knowledge of the enemy's sins, damage amplitude increases according to the sins).

[Please Judge Me First]: Select a target, and you will bear a portion of the damage they will receive next (damage ratio of 50%-95%).

[Player Extraordinary Rank breakthrough]

[Current Rank: Extraordinary Rank One]

[Extraordinary Sequence: Knight]

Su Wen felt his body overflowing with a power he had never experienced before.

Thanks to the Origin Source Point bonus brought by the Hyacinth, his health bar and Spiritual Energy bar were exceptionally long.

"This health bar, coupled with the second skill of the Knight Justice series, if there are more game requirements similar to protecting Duke Reinhardt, it will be too easy."

Su Wen, who liked to choose heavy-armored warriors when playing games, was very satisfied with his current stat distribution.

Although the vast majority of it was randomized.

He looked at his well-proportioned, eight-pack-abbed self in the mirror.

He couldn't help but nod silently.

Afterward.

Su Wen admired himself in the toilet for a full thirty minutes before putting on his white shirt.

"Moderate fitness attracts the opposite sex, excessive fitness attracts the same sex, which is indeed very true."

He didn't waste too much time.

After all, he had agreed with Jiang Menghan to chat about the competition at the cafe.

Miss Jiang was very serious about her work, always arriving on time as agreed, and never acted like a girly girl with him on serious matters.

As for the competition bonus, she only mentioned it in conversation and never misappropriated Su Wen's share.

Precisely because of loneliness.

Therefore, there is the pride of the lonely.

Su Wen felt that in this regard, the two were somewhat similar.

Twenty minutes later.

He arrived at the agreed location, the food street on the fifth floor of Coastal Mall.

But he received a call from Jiang Menghan.

In the call, her cold voice had a hint of anxiety:

"Su Wen, leave quickly, a Transcendent has lost control here."

"Where are you? Tell me your location."

Su Wen asked.

If it were a day ago, he would probably be like he used to be, unable to save anyone, including himself.

But from today onward, everything would be different.

Beep beep beep.

The sound of a disconnected call came from the phone.

She's so stubborn.

Su Wen knew that Jiang Menghan didn't want him to be dragged into danger by her misfortune, so she hadn't told him her location.

But the pedestrian traffic in the shopping street in front of him was already in a state of panic, fleeing in the opposite direction from where the danger was appearing.

Wait for me.

Su Wen said silently.

The Spiritual Energy Vortex within him instantly surged.

With the blessing of his Transcendent physique, he vaulted over the high fence and ran against the fleeing crowd, fearless.