Two Cities, I build mecha in Picheng

Chapter 130 Bloodline and Fate
Li Lin followed Rambo around the market for a long time, and they didn't return until his cart was full of sundries.

Although there was a little accident on the road, it's not a big problem...

The incident started when Rambo was hit by a skinny kid playing a roller board, and the kid was bullied and laughed at by a group of older kids.

Of course, their jokes include pulling a bunch of junky Lambos.

At that time, Rambo was annoyed. Regardless of Li Lin's obstruction, he immediately went home and drove Tristy, who had been improved a lot, launching an electromagnetic harpoon and spraying flames.

A few bullying kids were frightened by his operation and fled.

Afterwards, Rambo befriends the bullied young boy.

He even left him the mace from the ascension period that he just bought from the market as a souvenir, which was really beyond Li Lin's expectations.

Where did the melee weapons on Tristy's mecha come from?

Li Lin thought about it before he figured it out.

No matter how good the forging level of the Shurima Empire was at its peak, a weapon that has gone through thousands of years of wind and frost cannot be used in actual combat.

Looking carefully, the mace that Rambo bought today is not like Tristy's melee weapon in Li Lin's impression.

Rambo probably got that thing from somewhere else.

As noon approached, Li Lin and Rambo had a simple lunch in a tavern outside.

After returning to Rambo's junkyard, Li Lin spent another afternoon using [Mechanical Improvement] to upgrade his Tristy to a rare quality.

After that, he helped Rambo improve the auxiliary aiming system, upgraded the control system of the mecha, added a shell to the cockpit, and improved the "red temperature" cooling device.

If it wasn't for the lack of time and the shortage of materials, Li Lin even wanted to make a "neural connection device" to allow Rambo to synchronize the nerves and mechs, and get rid of the limitations of manual manipulation...

The short three days are coming to an end.

Although Li Lin has been working hard at the Rambo dump these days, he has also benefited a lot and is happy to do so.

In addition to the design drawings of the miniature nuclear reactor, he also learned some of the details of Rambo's mecha construction, electromagnetic weapons, high-temperature rockets and other scientific theories.

When he returns to Piltover, he can immediately realize these scientific theories as much as possible through the cutting-edge workshop of Gilaman's house.

Especially the scientific and technological theory of electromagnetic weapons learned through Rambo's "electronic harpoon" weapon system.

If a Gaussian weapon is developed through this, the compressed micro ammunition is ejected through the electromagnetic field, and its rate of fire can theoretically reach the sub-light speed level.

If it can be applied to its own power armor, storm, or subsequent large mechs...

In addition to energy weapons, it will also become a big killer.

Of course, these are all for later.

Li Lin bid farewell to Rambo, went back to the hotel to take a shower for the last time, and then had a good sleep for the last time.

Early the next morning, before the sun had fully risen, Kassadin knocked on his door, waking him up from his sleep.

After washing up casually, Li Lin and Kassadin went downstairs to eat some simple breakfast provided by the hotel.

After putting on the power armor again and packing up his luggage, Li Lin controlled the three storm robots and Chenguang again, switching them to follow mode.

Afterwards, he and Kassadin went to the southern city gate of Nasram, and met Sivir and her men who had been waiting there early.

"Good morning, Li Lin."

After receiving the report from his subordinates, Sivir, who was carrying a cross blade with him, immediately came out to greet Li Lin warmly.

"Good morning, Sivir." While talking, Li Lin looked around, but did not see the figure of the Noxus guard, "Is Cassiopeia still here?"

"After all, you are an aristocrat, just get used to it." Sivir narrowed his eyes and looked up at the position of the sun in the sky. "It should be soon, at most 10 minutes."

Then, she looked at Li Lin and Kassadin again: "By the way, didn't you prepare camels? This armor alone is not enough to walk through the desert."

Li Lin smiled, "Kassadin has already made arrangements. He bought two scaras, and they are now outside the city."

Can you buy Scarash?

Sivir took a deep look at Li Lin.

so rich...

For some reason, she always felt a sense of defeat in her heart.

The skalash is a species that can be found throughout Shurima, especially in the desert.

However, their tempers are notoriously irritable and difficult to train. Even professional animal trainers of nomads have to spend a lot of energy and time to tame them.

Therefore, the lowest price for a Scarash is hundreds of gold plates, and sometimes money alone cannot buy it, and you must have contacts.

She was stunned for a moment, as if she suddenly thought of something, her eyes immediately moved to Kassadin.

"Wait, Li Lin said just now, your name is... Kassadin?"

"Hmm." Kassadin controlled the armor and opened the mask, raised his thick eyebrows, "Why, you know me?"

With his affirmation, Sivir couldn't help but smile, "Who does the desert know...Kassadin's name was well known in Belgun back then."

Kassadin was obviously not used to this kind of praise, he shook his head with a slightly embarrassed expression, "You are really overrated, how can you be so exaggerated..."

"It's not an exaggeration at all. I also lived in Belguen for a while when I was a child, and the story about you is well known to everyone."

As he said that, Sivir's smiling face froze, as if recalling a not-so-good past, he hurriedly changed the subject:
"But in the past few years, you just disappeared suddenly. Where did you go? Why did you give up such a good job?"

Oh no, you're just pouring salt into Kassadin's wounds...

Li Lin glanced at Kassadin who was silent beside him, and was about to forcefully skip this topic, but he heard him muffled: "Have you heard of 'Prophet' Malzahar?"

Seeing that Kassadin was not angry or sad, Li Linmo sighed and let him talk to Sivir.

And Sivir, who had grown up in the society, naturally heard the trace of resentment in Kassadin's tone, and raised his brows slightly.

It sounds like he has a lot of hatred with this 'prophet'?
"Malzahar, I seem to have heard of this name from someone... to be precise, from a caravan."

Sivir frowned and lowered his head in thought for a moment.

"I heard that he seems to be a strange person who appeared out of nowhere in recent years. He called himself a 'prophet' and accepted many believers. He said he wanted to lead people to enlightenment?"

"That's just a part of false rumors..."

Kassadin paused, and spat out a word that only existed in legends: "Void, Malzahar is the spokesperson of the void."

For a moment, Sivir felt the blood in his veins boiling, but his whole body felt a strange coldness.

Sivir knew about the Void, the bedtime stories her mother used to scare her with when her parents were not killed by the Sarns, the desert robbers.

For a long time, Sivir, who has never really seen the void, does not feel that there is anything scary about this "fictional" legend.

She firmly believes that instead of being afraid of such illusory stories, it is better to worry about the dangers lurking in the desert.

But now, after hearing what Kassadin said, Sivir suddenly had an illusion:
It was as if I was in that void where time and space did not exist, fighting countless terrifying, corrupted and distorted monsters...

"Sivir... Sivir!"

Li Lin's call brought the sluggish Sivir back to reality.

She was still in shock, and quietly wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, "Where's Kassadin? How long have I been in a daze?"

"About two to three minutes, Cassiopeia arrived, and Kassadin just went outside the city to check on Scarash's status."

Li Lin pointed to Cassiopeia who was talking to Sivir's deputy in the distance.

"Are you okay? I think your complexion is not very good..."

Especially after Kassadin mentions the void.

Li Lin frowned secretly, not quite sure what happened to Sivir who was suddenly in a daze just now.

"No, it's okay, I just feel empty... Uh, this kind of thing is just a legend, it shouldn't exist."

"The warriors of the gods are also legends, so they don't exist anymore?"

Li Lin and Sivir stood side by side, looking at Cassiopeia who was walking towards them with a social smile in the distance.

"Do you believe in fate? Sivir." Li Lin asked softly.

"destiny?"

Asked by him, Sivir's eyebrows were tightly furrowed.

"Blood... and fate, belong to you."

　I don’t have much to say, so let’s wish everyone a happy new year a few months in advance (ω`)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)