LOL: The days of cultivating immortals in Rune Continent

Chapter 227 Mission from the Communicator

In the Institute of War, Rowan looked at Janna, then at Lissandra. At this moment, Jax was also in the room with his hands on his chin. The master of war had a puzzled expression on his face.

At this moment, right in front of everyone, Lux was wearing a loose robe and tapping the wiping board with a teaching stick in her hand. She said with a serious expression:
"According to statistics, thanks to the efforts of Janna and Ms. Lissandra, we have now successfully helped 80% of our targets obtain Hex Communicators, and through the data sent from the Twin Cities, we have learned about their daily usage habits and usage time."

"The average time they use their communicators is about 10 hours, and the content involved is extremely wide. According to the data sent by Mr. Victor, I will now explain to you the items they use."

Lux lowered her head and a light screen appeared on the Hextech communicator in front of her, with various data on it.

Just kidding, a new Hextech communicator, of course she wants one too!

How could she not have a share in such fun things?
This is because Lux's daily communicator usage time is not taken into account, otherwise it can help to increase it. After all, Lux is also a typical homegirl.
Those who study magic all have some nerdy qualities, wearing long robes, wizard hats, carrying staffs, and holding books in their arms. This is probably the impression that wizards have always given people, right?
Lissandra showed a hint of dissatisfaction on her face. She looked at Rowan and said aloud, "What on earth are you doing?"

"Recruit people. Didn't I tell you to do that?" Rowan answered Lissandra's question while looking at a stack of documents at hand.

"How can this be considered recruiting people? How come I can't see anything!" Lissandra slammed the table and said coldly. She continued, "I helped you deliver the things to Mount Targon, to the sea, and even to the tribes of Avarosa and Winter's Claw, but now it seems like this is just a toy, isn't it?"

Seeing that Lissandra was serious, Rowan quickly raised his hand and read out the contents on a piece of paper: "Leona, female, 25 years old, Saint of the Solari Cult of Mount Targon, the contemporary goddess of dawn, online time of Hexcomm is ." Rowan's mouth twitched suddenly, and he looked at the contents on the paper in surprise and read on: "Online time is hours, likes to play various games, racing, fighter games and board games are her favorites."

After reading it, Luo Wen couldn't hold it in anymore.

No, Leona, are you sure you are not joking?
23 hours of online time? Only one hour of offline time in a day?
I’m afraid this hour is just the time for eating and going to the toilet, right?

Speaking of which, if Leona uses her Hextech communicator like this, she will definitely be the first one to run out of magic. When the time comes, she won't be able to use the communicator because she has a heavy-duty hextech communicator. Wouldn't she be at the mercy of me?
You should know that you can't charge a Hextech communicator just by knowing magic, because the Hextech communicator is indeed a product born out of "magic", but its internal structure and various settings are based on the "scientific" approach.

What the hell does Leona know about science?
Luo Wen thought about it and felt a little funny.

Lissandra bit her lower lip which was filled with coldness, raised her arms and folded them across her chest, looking at Rowan without saying a word. After listening to him, she still couldn't understand what Rowan meant.

So, what does this have to do with us fighting Protoss?
Didn't Rowan say he was going to summon the demigods of Runeterra? Did he do that?

It's been several months and there's no news!
And Rowan continued, "Ryze, male, over a thousand years old, a great magician with the power of a demigod, has been using the Hextech communicator for about seven hours, and his favorite content is the Twin Cities Daily, Demacia Daily, and the Oddities column."

Lissandra still didn't speak, but under the veil that covered the upper half of her face, her pale, lifeless eyes blinked.

She had lost her sight, but that didn't mean she couldn't make expressions with her eyes, and now, Lissandra was visibly confused.

Some time ago, Rowan suddenly found her and invited her to Demacia. When Lissandra arrived, the goddess of wind Janna was also there. Lissandra nodded to Janna in a friendly manner at that time. After all, after the battle between Freljord and the Targon, Lissandra had a good impression of Janna.

But then, Rowan revealed the reason why he invited Lissandra. This kid actually wanted her to run errands and act as a messenger, using her ability to travel through space to deliver "square boxes" to all parts of the world!
Lissandra must have refused on the spot, but Rowan kept pestering her. Looking at the boy's expression, Lissandra finally sighed and chose to agree.

So the actual controller of the human northern territories, the Frost Witch hidden in the deep ice, became a little messenger, flying around with Janna, the goddess of wind, hiding her own breath to deliver these square boxes.

This is something Lissandra never thought she would do before
Rowan continued: "Karma, female, unknown age, contemporary prophet of Ionia, average online time of six hours, likes books, especially the romance novels written by Ms. Maril of Piltover."

You are so good, Karma. You look holy and noble, but actually you are secretly reading romance novels behind my back?

You should know that the love novels written by people from the two cities should actually be called love novels. Although they both represent love, their meanings are slightly different. In the official statement, love comes first, which is sensory, and affection comes first, which is physical.
The passion brought by the collision of flesh and the intense expression of emotions are the characteristics of this type of novel in Piltover. Therefore, Karma is simply reading a pornographic book.
Lissandra seemed to understand something, and she looked at Rowan suspiciously.

Luo Wen is still reading.

"Azir, Emperor of Shurima, Ascended, age unknown, average online time on Hexcomm is 14 hours, likes music and books, and loves to read historical literature."

Nasus

Renekton

"Illaoi, the Baru"

"Gwen, from Shadow Island. Although she doesn't have the strength of a demigod, she is involved in many secrets of Shadow Island. She spends an average of 16 hours online. She especially likes to read fairy tales. Her age is unknown, but judging from the content she likes, her mental age is estimated to be around her teens."

"Shen, Ionian, average online."

As Rowan read them one by one, the expression on Lissandra's face calmed down.

She understood what Rowan meant.

"Have you figured out their preferences?"

"No, it's not that simple." Rowan smiled at Lissandra and shook the paper in his hand. "It's not mastery, it's control. Now, I have asked the people of the Twin Cities to continuously output the content they like and increase their dependence on the Hextech Communicator."

".You want to use this to ask them for help? Is this possible?" Lissandra narrowed her eyes.

"It's better than me going up and inviting them directly, isn't it?" Rowan said to Lissandra.

Luo Wen didn't think that if he took the initiative to go up to the other party, tell them about the Star Spirits, and invite them to participate, they would get involved.

how could it be possible.
These demigods in Runeterra are used to freedom and it is impossible for them to join a faction, let alone allow Rowan to order them around. Therefore, if you want them to help, you must make them "actively willing."

And now, that's great. Even demigods and old monsters who have lived for thousands of years have no resistance to something new like the Hextech communicator, especially the various contents that are completely tailored to their preferences.

They could live indifferently and peacefully before, but that was because they had not had contact with the connection. But now that they have had contact with the connection, if they have formed a habit, and then...if Luo Wen suddenly cuts them off, it would be strange if they could endure it.

As I said before - it is difficult to go from luxury to frugality!
"Okay, I understand then." Lissandra nodded.

Janna lazily hugged a pillow, lying on the table with her head resting on it, and said sleepily, "So, is the meeting over?"

"No, it just opened." Luo Wen shook his head.

"Then let's start with the first batch of candidates. Right now, Runeland only needs two types of demigods."

Rowan pointed his finger and said seriously, "The demigods who joined us, and the demigods who joined us after being beaten by us."

"How despicable." Lissandra laughed.

Threatening Demigod
Oh, Luo Wen is really bold!
But
I like.

Lissandra had a faint smile on her face, already looking forward to future plans.

On Mount Targon, Soraka was stunned when she saw the window that suddenly popped up on the communicator.

[The usage permission has expired. If you want to continue using it, please complete any of the following tasks. Completing it will permanently unlock the permission to use the communicator and obtain more content and Hex Energy Orbs. ]

[Task 1: Find the demigod hiding in the dark, and use the Hexcomm to locate and take photos.]

[Task 2: Actively join the Runeland Demigod Alliance. Joining conditions: register your name and abilities.]

[Task 3: Subdue or kill powerful evil creatures, including but not limited to demons, undead, darkborn, and evil spirits]

Soraka blinked and immediately smiled. Then, she pointed her finger at Task 2 and a screen of light popped up.

【Demigod Alliance】

[You can join after completing identity supplement and signing the magic agreement]

Soraka looked at the tiny magic circle, a very small magic agreement, and the content of the agreement, well, Soraka also saw it. It was a magic agreement that was often popular in Runeland in ancient times. Soraka had seen it before. It was an agreement that stipulated friendship between the two parties, but unilateral violation or attacker would suffer backlash.

In terms of protocol, the rules are as follows.

1. Do not actively attack other members of the Demigod Alliance.

2. Do not intentionally harm the creatures of Runeterra.

3. Do not threaten the existence of Runeterra.

4. Do not hinder the development of the Demigod Alliance.

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There wasn't actually much content, and the rules and conditions in the magic agreement weren't excessive. After reading it, Soraka felt that this was a friendly agreement between the two parties.

But, for a demigod who is used to freedom and can do whatever he wants, this magic agreement can be considered a constraint.

So. Will they sign?
Soraka wondered, but then she slapped her forehead, touched her horn, and smiled. "Rowan, you are a genius."

On the Hextech panel, Soraka had already signed her magic into the agreement.

A pop-up window then appeared, asking Soraka to enter her name.

Soraka thought about it and typed a name at random - Wanderer.

The pop-up window disappeared, and then the list of members of the Demigod Alliance and their contribution points appeared.

Including Soraka, there are only four people in the Demigod Alliance.

1. Spirit sword.

2. God of War.

3. Bluebird.

4. Extreme ice.

5. Wanderer.

Soraka looked at it and smiled.

The first person must be Rowan, and the second one is Jax?

The third one is Janna, and the fourth one is Lissandra, right?

Wow~
It’s already a strong list.

Just as Soraka was thinking this, she saw two vague names appear on the screen.

6. Goddess of the Fiery Sun.

7. Servant of the Sun Goddess.

Looking at the sixth name, Soraka, who was always calm, dignified, elegant and holy, opened her mouth and put her hand in front of her lips. Soraka was surprised.

"Scorching sun?"

A few minutes ago, on Mount Targon.

In the room of the Holy Maiden of the Fiery Sun Sect.

Leona, who had just finished lunch, returned to the dormitory and saw the Sun Goddess lying on her bed, holding the Hextech communicator high, watching the video and laughing.

The video content nowadays is different from before. It is more like something called opera or short plays. Not only Lieyang likes to watch this, but Leona also likes it very much.

She especially likes to watch some popular science videos at night. In the videos, there will be a woman telling stories with a magnetic voice. Leona obviously doesn't need sleep, but listening to the voice and the story, she will want to sleep.

If you watch the video, you will find that the Sun Goddess will not compete with her for the Hextech communicator.

"Goddess, what are you looking at?"

"It's none of your business." The goddess turned over and lay on her side with her back facing Leona. Her waist and back had beautiful curves, and under her round and perky buttocks were a pair of slender legs. Her white feet were entangled together, and her round and white toes moved.

Leona was no longer surprised by this.

The Goddess of the Fiery Sun is definitely the most uncultured star spirit among the Titans!
And he has the worst temper!
Leona hummed inwardly, then walked to a small table and planned to sort out the things she needed to deal with in the afternoon.

After a while, the Goddess of the Fiery Sun suddenly screamed.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

"Leona, come here quickly, come here quickly!"

Leona quickly stood up and said, "Goddess, what's wrong?"

"Look, isn't it broken?" Lieyang anxiously handed the Hextech communicator to Leona.

Leona was stunned when she saw the words above.

Then he told Lieyang about the situation.

Leona said this with a complicated expression on her face, because... this was obviously a conspiracy by the person who made this thing!
And this Demigod Alliance, at first glance it's the Demigods of Runeterra organizing themselves to fight against the Titans!

Alas. Will there be no more Hextech communicators to play with in the future?
Leona felt a little sad.

After all, even if she wanted to join this organization, the goddess would refuse, right?

But just as Leona shook her head, came to her senses, and wanted to tell the goddess that she would not be able to play anymore, she saw the Sun Goddess holding up the Hextech communicator and staring at Leona with her beautiful eyes.

"Is this okay?"

"What?" Leona was stunned.

It turned out that the magic power of the Goddess of the Fiery Sun had been signed into the agreement.

"what?"

"Is that all? Can I continue playing now?" the Goddess of the Fiery Sun asked loudly.

"No, no, goddess, you, this, is not."

Leona's language system became confused in an instant.

what does it mean? !
Goddess, aren't you also a star spirit? !

It is obvious that this will be used to deal with you Protoss later!
Yes, you also showed me that you don't like Targon, but how can you join Runeterra?!
Isn't this betrayal?!
Leona reacted and whimpered twice, not knowing what to say.

And Lieyang said loudly:

"Hurry up, give me your finger."

"doing what?"

"Of course you have to sign too, otherwise what if they don't let me play?" The goddess said naturally.

Leona: "."

Leona stretched out her finger helplessly, her expression bitter.

Then, something even more bitter happened to Leona.

"Goddess, what's the matter with this name?"

"What?" The goddess blinked.

"This, the servant of the Sun Goddess!" Leona screamed.

"Aren't you my servant?"

Lieyang blinked and said with a smile.