Chapter Ten: Origin Knowledge — Sequence: Knight — Justice

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[Three-Star Hidden Objective: Personally participate in the ‘Westminster Supreme Council—Setting Limitations on the Supernatural’—Unfinished]
[Game Rating: Two Stars]
[Countdown Refresh: Current Death Countdown—‘Fifteen Days,’ timer paused]
[Item Obtained: Origin Knowledge—[Sequence: Knight]—[Justice]]
[Rewarded Ability: Firearms Mastery (Handguns)]
[Special Settlement Reward: None]
[Note: Natural justice is the covenant that guides people to avoid harming one another and to seek mutual benefit.—[Ancient Greece] Epicurus, ‘Fragments of Works’]
[To prevent chief players from experiencing cognitive fog, Origin Knowledge will be automatically infused during sleep.]

This game session was officially over.

Su Wen stretched lazily.

He casually picked up the phone resting on his bed to check the messages.

Since this game concerned his very life, he had set his phone to Do Not Disturb mode, unwilling to be distracted and suffer an untimely death.

The top private message was from an hour ago.

It was from Jiang Menghan:

“Do you have time tomorrow? Let’s find a place to prepare for the psychokinesis physics competition hosted by Yunzhou University.”

Driven by his nature not to miss a good deal, Su Wen immediately replied:

“Are you treating?”

Jiang Menghan responded swiftly:

“I’m treating. By the way, I just remembered the prize money from your last competition is still in my account.”

Su Wen replied:

“???
Mind your manners.”

Below, Miss Jiang sent a cute, innocent emoji.

It was hard to imagine that the aloof Jiang Menghan would do such a thing.

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

They were as familiar as could be.

Su Wen knew she only spoke with a cold tone but had played quite a few tricks on him in reality.

No choice—if she picked some four-star hotel and ordered foie gras, abalone, and oysters, half of his prize money would probably be eaten up by the bill. He could only silently accept defeat:

“I suddenly think that street noodle shop from before is good enough.”

Elsewhere,

Jiang Menghan sat by her desk, phone cradled in her arms, gently tucking strands of hair behind her ear, a faint smile curving her lips.

Though her expression remained mostly unreadable, if Su Wen were here, he could tell her mood was quite good.

Then,

The young woman put down the phone.

She picked up the copy of Isaac Newton’s *Mathematical Principles of Natural Philosophy* resting on her desk.

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Night fell.

Su Wen dreamed of a parchment scroll slowly unfurling.

The story depicted a witch hunt in medieval times.

He found himself as the knight commander standing at the center of a European medieval tribunal.

The scene was beyond his control—he watched it unfold in the first person.

On one side stood the common folk clad in worn linen garments, crying and cursing:

“The Black Death was brought by witches.”
“Burn her, burn her.”
“She is a demon.”

On the other side,

The witch, bound to the execution rack and battered, whispered weakly:

“I only sought to save people; the plague was not brought by me.”

Then, a long process of gathering evidence and scrolls appeared: history, plague, transmission.

In the next moment,

He slammed his judgment hammer down heavily.

“I believe her. From Messina in Sicily to Florence in Italy,
What we need to find is not a poor scapegoat but a way to defeat the plague.”

Then,

The brief story drew to a close.

As history repeatedly unfolds.

[In the 14th century, during the Church’s witch hunts, only one knight of the tribunal declared innocence.
Afterward, he was bound by enraged villagers to the execution rack and burned alive alongside the witch in roaring flames.
Decades after that trial,
Some recalled that in the fire, he saw the pure white guardian angel Raphael described in Church documents.]

In an instant,

The dream shattered.

Awakening, Su Wen saw a prompt appear on his computer screen:

[The medieval witch hunts stemmed from human ignorance and fear of power. After the Origin Era, might the fear of supernatural power be similar?]

[Origin Knowledge]—[Sequence: Knight]—[Justice] successfully recorded.

Origin abilities obtained:

[Judgment]: Based on the target’s order deviation value, grants you a damage bonus on your next attack against them (0–500%, requires knowledge of the enemy’s crimes; damage bonus increases with severity).

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

[Player Supernatural Rank Breakthrough]
[Current Rank: Supernatural Tier 1]
[Supernatural Sequence: Knight]

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Su Wen felt a surge of unprecedented power within him.

Thanks to the Origin Source boost granted by Hyacinth, both his health bar and spiritual energy bar were unusually long.

“This health bar, combined with the Knight Justice sequence’s second skill, if there’s a mission to protect Duke Reinhardt again, it’ll be a piece of cake.”

Su Wen, who loved playing tank characters, was very pleased with his current skill set.

Although most of it was randomly assigned.

He looked at his well-proportioned body and eight-pack abs in the mirror.

He nodded silently to himself.

Afterward,

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

“Moderate fitness attracts the opposite sex; excessive fitness attracts the same sex. That really makes sense.”

He didn’t waste much time.

After all, he had an appointment with Jiang Menghan at a café to discuss the competition.

Miss Jiang was very serious—always punctual and never throwing childish tantrums over serious matters.

As for the prize money, she only mentioned it casually in the chat and never embezzled a cent of Su Wen’s share.

Because of loneliness,

There was pride in being a solitary figure.

Su Wen felt that in this regard, they were quite alike.

Twenty minutes later,

He arrived at the agreed location—the gourmet food street on the fifth floor of the Seaside Mall.

Suddenly, he received a call from Jiang Menghan.

In the phone, her usually cold voice carried a trace of urgency:

“Su Wen, get out of there quickly. A supernatural has lost control.”

“Where are you? Tell me your location.”

Su Wen asked.

Had it been a day ago, he would have been powerless to save anyone, including himself, just like before.

But from today onward, everything was different.

Beep beep beep.

The call disconnected.

So stubborn.

Su Wen knew Jiang Menghan didn’t want him to be dragged into danger by her misfortune, so she withheld her location.

But the crowd in the shopping street before his eyes was already in a state of panic, fleeing naturally away from where the danger had appeared.

“Wait for me.”

Su Wen said silently.

The spiritual energy vortex within him boiled instantly.

Empowered by his supernatural physique, he leapt over the high barricades, running against the flow of fleeing crowds, fearless.