297 Confluence

The car's rear compartment was cluttered with miscellaneous items.

Everyone had prepared for a maximum three-day mission, bringing plenty of logistical supplies such as weapons, ammunition, food, and medicine, all of which were piled up in this section of the car.

Fortunately, everything was well-organized and sorted into categories.

Bai E cleared a space by pushing aside the clutter and spread out the jumble of items on the floor of the carriage.

After accessing the relevant knowledge and technological skills, the potential uses for various objects became as instinctive as nature. Holding those things in hand, subtitles explaining how they were directly related to the device he intended to craft based on his own thoughts sprang to the front of his mind—