Zhai Nan

Kaidan (Kaidan refers to eerie tales of strange, mysterious, rare, or bewitching ghosts and monsters from Japanese folklore.) feed on cognition, wield information as weapons, and use information as currency, existing between the peculiarities of neither life nor death.
They exist in human rumors and dwell in the shadows of the world.
"Does this mean I will become a Kaidan?"
In ancient times, they were worshipped as deities, empowered by faith.
"Then I am a deity!"
In more recent ancient times, they were regarded as demons and fed on fear.
"I will become the master of Kaidan!"
However, as the tides of time washed over, they gradually vanished, leaving behind only texts considered to be delusions.
"To restore the glory of Kaidan is an undeniable duty of ours."
But you are not yet a Kaidan, hmm, nor a person.
"Well, becoming a Kaidan counts as success."

Master of Kaidan

"Can it be done?" Victor glared at his eyes and didn't answer Yelo. Instead, he quickly typed on the keyboard, pulling up a previous playback — but it was not the drone monitoring, but the cockpit view —


Listening to Victor's exclamation, Yelo immediately leaned over:


"That arm wasn't ripped off, it was tactically disassembled." Victor pointed at the operating screen that displayed the damage ratio of the Mecha:


"I know you don't understand this. You just need to know that he deliberately made a wrong move when he saw the missile approaching, causing the wrist interface of the left arm and the Tactical Dagger to jam."


"Does this have any meaning? Or was it a mistake?" Yelo, not a professional, as a game commentator, didn't understand the significance of this move.


Chapter 355: Mecha Combat Elements - Arm Continuation