An Infinite Journey From the Sea of ​​Stones

During the daytime, the Fulgan's Bar was not lively, or since the owner changed here, the bar has never been lively again.

Victor didn't care about everything, he walked to the bar with difficulty, looked at the bartender who was wiping his glass with his head down, and said pantingly

"I want to ask one thing..."

The bartender raised two fingers, and Victor took out a bag of money and threw it over without thinking.The bar opened the money bag with a satisfied look, and after accepting it, said with a smile

"It's rare to see such lavish guests, and those poisonous bugs are getting more and more stingy. Tell me, rich guest, what do you want to ask?"

"Zuan... why did it become like this?"

The bartender was stunned for a moment, he looked at Victor, and shook his head with a dumbfounded smile

"Change? Zaun hasn't changed. He was and he is. Whether Vandel is in power or Silko is in power, the city hasn't changed."

"I heard that Silko is a scum who relies on potions to bully the lower class." Victor said hoarsely

"The shimmer potion is indeed a bad thing, but you're deluding yourself if you say it makes us worse." The bartender sneered.

"Even if we didn't do anything, in the past law enforcement officers would come down to search us every now and then. It's called searching for dangerous items, and then they would search for all our things."

"Yes, those are dangerous things, but aren't a bundle of explosives and a hex crystal both dangerous items? The one in the back is much more powerful than gunpowder."

Victor was silent for a moment, then continued to ask in a low voice

"I hear the Day of Ashes brought Zaun to power..."

"Fart!" The bartender sneered and denied Victor's statement, sneering

"Fandre led his men to charge the bridge that day, but then? We bled, then he flinched, and then nothing changed in Zaun. A group of people died in vain, and there was no bullshit change!"

"I know what the people in the upper city said. They must have pity us there hypocritically, saying that we have been bewitched and deceived, and then tell us that 'violence can't solve the problem', right?"

Victor continued to remain silent. His teacher did indeed say so. He used this incident as a case in class to tell them that violence cannot solve problems, and wisdom can win a win-win situation.

But win-win... Piltover wins, but what about the other?

"Maybe it's enough to do it again." Victor couldn't believe that such words came from his own mouth, and he actually encouraged others to kill people.

"It's too late." The bartender shook his head in despair

"It's true that Silko has Shimmer, but Piltover has already invented something even more terrifying! They still have those geniuses, that Jess, that Victor, and one of them is from our bottom city! "

Victor's heart skipped a beat as he talked about making his voice even smaller

"I thought Viktor's inventions helped Zaun, tighter gas masks, more efficient diving equipment, cheaper water filters, rescue robots..."

"So where are they, my sir?" The bartender shrugged with a sneer on his face.

"Let me tell you Mister Naive, these things that were invented for Zaun never made it to Zaun because we couldn't afford them. They could be in Noxus, they could be in Demacia, they could be in Shuri Ma, you might even see them in the Freljord."

"But there's no way they'll be in Zaun! Because the people behind the Hexgates and Sungates can afford them, and we can't!"

Victor's body trembled violently, and he seemed to realize the reality all at once, a reality that he had been unwilling to admit.

His inventions, everything he claimed to protect Zaun, turned into money that went into the wallets of those capitalists, or turned into weapons to ensure that the people of Zaun would never 'rebel'.

All that he had done for peace, he did make peace—a peace for Piltover.

Look at the beautiful and luxurious houses in Uptown, and look at the small and dangerous buildings in Zaun.Look at the white porcelain floor tiles in the upper city, look at the muddy lanes in Zaun, look at the living Mrs. Piltover, who are living, dignified, orderly and civilized, and look at struggling to survive in the muddy swamp but still being despised as a sewer Rats of Zaun.

They have nothing, and everything he does ends up being a new capital for the Uptowners to oppress them.

"Sorry...very sorry."

Victor staggered out of Fulgan's Bar, he didn't know how he got back to the Screech, when he fell motionless in the corner of the elevator, the breath mixed with indescribable stench flowed into him again nasal cavity.

He stood there blankly for 10 minutes, after that, there was no more foul smell.

He seemed to understand why he thought Zaun had gotten worse.

He hadn't breathed Zaun's air for too long.

It's just that he no longer adapts to his hometown.He looked more and more like an Uptown guy than a Zaunite.

What changed was himself, not the world.

38. Blaming

"Explosions, smuggling, killing people, these city dwellers are really bad with us!"

"Yes, I understand, but we have to find the culprit! Smuggling happens every day, and we don't have a grain of gunpowder in our accounts, but there are more weapons in the lower city!"

"This kind of smuggling will never stop until the flying gate is closed! It is impossible for our law enforcement officers to go to the lower city to catch criminals!"

In the large office assigned to Jess at the Academy of Technology and Magic, the newly-appointed Councilor Taris is arguing with others depressedly.

Although relying on the political trick of opening the door first to open the window, he gained the power to command the law enforcement officer, but Talis Councilor has to admit that the problem he faces is very difficult.

He knew that the perpetrator of the bombing was in Bottom City, and it only took a search to find out what went wrong—but he couldn't.

Because it's too dangerous, and because no one wants to do it.

The people of the bottom city have very dangerous weapons in their hands, from swords to gunpowder, from the shimmer potion to the artificial hex crystal that was taken from him, and the city of bottom city has always been their territory.

If a large number of law enforcement officers are sent to the bottom city, it will be difficult to ensure the safety of these people, not to mention that there are other problems besides the bottom city people...

Jess was already caught in a dilemma. If he sent people to Dicheng, he would not only face huge risks and lack of defense, but the counterattack of the Dicheng people would definitely not be vegetarian.

If he does nothing but shrink his defense, then it is only a matter of time before the power he has is taken back.

After all, as long as the hexflight gates are not closed, and the disgusting smuggling business is not ended, there is no way they will end the troubles in the bottom city!

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There was a knock on the door, Jess let people in impatiently, Victor pushed the door in with a flat expression, and said softly

"Did I come at a bad time?"

"Recent things have really troubled me like crazy... Well, Victor, just tell me what you have."

Jess rubbed his painful temple, sighed and said

"...It's nothing." Victor leaned against the door frame, staring at Jess with dark eyes, and said softly

"I just want to tell you that your problem cannot be solved by violence. If the Zaun people have no dignity and the right to live, then such attacks will not end for a day."

"...I know, Victor, that our other research projects will be used in Bottom City soon." Jess sighed and said tiredly

"But now is an extraordinary time, Victor, I am now a member of parliament and no longer a simple scientist, I must protect the safety of Piltover..."

"Yes, then I know."

Victor nodded lightly, turned around and left without thinking too much.

Looking at his friend's back, Jess opened his mouth slightly to persuade him to stay, but he couldn't say a word.

He just felt that he might have lost something again.

Victor came to Heimerdinger's laboratory, which was completely undefended for him.After all, he is Heimerdinger's lover, and also the... assistant of the now-famous Senator Talis.

"I'm here to get some tools for my doctoral experiments."

Victor lied to the guard without changing his expression. He walked into the laboratory and quickly found the thing that Heimerdinger had hidden.

In a box isolated by pitch-black metal, there is a huge and complete original Hex crystal.

This azure crystal has a gorgeous color that artificial crystals do not have. It is like a mirror, reflecting everything in front of it in the azure light and shadow.

Such precious treasures are rare even in Piltover. Ever since the Philos family mined the first hex crystal, the complete original hex crystal has become a rare and precious creation.

It is said that there are only a few founding figures of Piltover who still hold the complete original Hex crystal, and Heimerdinger is undoubtedly such a figure.

Victor's gaze was almost taken away by this gorgeous gem, but he still closed the box and took it out of the room unswervingly.

His life will enter a different path from now on!

......

In the Stillwater Prison in Piltover, where a large number of severe prisoners are held, an amnesty order has been placed in front of the warden.

"I have to say, Miss Gila Mann, it's not a wise choice to bail out a downtown criminal with something like this..."

The warden looked at the daughter of the Gilaman family in front of him, considered his language, and said tactfully

"Actually, if you want information, you can give it to us. She will tell you everything in just one day."

"This is an amnesty order. I'm just here to ask you to pardon that prisoner named Wei!"

Caitlin patted the wanted notice with one hand expressionlessly, emphasizing her own words

"Now, release her immediately!"

"...if you insist." The warden sighed helplessly, and immediately followed Caitlin to get up

He couldn't afford to offend Councilor Gilaman's daughter, but he didn't understand why this rich and powerful young lady came to do such a hard and dangerous job as a law enforcement officer.

Who cares, anyway, there is something wrong with the young masters and ladies of this group of rich families.

The warden, who kept slandering all the way, led Caitlin to the bottom of the prison. He counted the number of the prison, looking for the person Caitlin wanted.

The prison is quiet, and this still water prison is just like its name, there always seems to be a thin layer of unclean water under the feet.

Caitlin followed the warden into the prison, and before she had taken many steps, she realized something was wrong.

"Why is it so quiet here?"

Caitlin stopped in her tracks and asked with a vigilant look.Although she has been to prison once before and after, he also understands that this kind of place where scum is held cannot be so quiet.

"Probably......"

The warden hesitated for a moment, but before he finished speaking, a gunshot sounded like a soft singing sound in the empty and quiet prison.

A brilliant bullet pierced the warden's head, and the moment the bullet entered the body, there was a reaction, and the warden's head exploded gorgeously like a blooming flower in an instant .

Caitlin, who was standing by the side, was thrown backwards by the shock of the explosion, and the back of her head hit the iron fence heavily. The heavy blow to her cerebellum caused her to instantly lose her sense of balance, and her eyes were extremely dim.

But now she sees that there is no prisoner in every prison and every room, only the gorgeous paintings that fill the entire room with exploding blood and flesh, matching corpses.

With difficulty, she raised her head and looked in the direction of the gunshots, and saw a man wearing a silver mask walking slowly with graceful steps, standing in front of her, squatting down gently, and putting his finger on his mouth

"Shh, don't talk, I don't want to hear what you say about me. I'm ashamed of the vulgar design for the stage set."

His voice was steady and light, and Catelyn's dazed mind could only catch the words.She tried hard to catch the prisoner in sight, but all she saw was the silver mask.

Jhin looked at his masterpiece with a smile. Five minutes ago, he slipped into Stillwater Prison by himself and killed all the prisoners and prison guards. It was obvious that Mrs. Piltover's defensive spirit was even worse than that of the Ionians.

But he didn't come to kill people. Jhin, who is a fine artist, doesn't like vulgar slaughter on the surface.Even though his killing art made everything here look like a gorgeous art exhibition, he still thought it was a vulgar creation.

But as he said, these are just the vulgar designs that have to be done in order to set the stage.Of course Jhin can endure, for the creation of great art——

"The truth is not important, it is just a simple mechanism hidden under the white cloth of magic. People are more willing to believe that there is magic they cannot understand hidden under the white cloth."

Talking to himself in a riddle that no one could understand, Jhin came to Wei's prison, opened her prison door, smiled and placed all the evidence in her hand one by one, and then Drag her to Caitlin's side.

He faked all of this to look like the prisoner escaped and killed himself, and was finally subdued by the policewoman Caitlin.

Of course, this illusion is like a bubble that can be easily punctured, but the truth is never important.

People only believe what they want to believe, or—

People will only believe the truth in their favor.

39. Primal Crystal

Primal Hex Crystal, a miraculous magical creation.

In the beginning, the ancestors of the Philos family discovered this magical magical creation. They discovered a magical creature under the hot yellow sand of Shurima-the shell people.

This is a very special magical creature. The shell people are an eternal race in the physiological sense, because strictly speaking, they do not have a specific material form. They not only have wisdom, but even have an ancient mission that has been passed down from ancient times. .

Every shellman's life is dedicated to guarding a truly ancient, intact consciousness, possibly one of the oldest beings in Runeterra.

Each shellman hosts a magic crystal that holds the memories, hopes and dreams of this ancient consciousness, and everything that keeps it itself.Shell people will put their own crystals into the bottomless yellow sand after 'death', waiting for the next successor to take him away and become a new shell people.

Relying on crystals, each shellman possesses a special collective mind.Their consciousness is independent, but they are eternal and immortal through the crystal, and their bodies are constantly replaced through the crystal, while their consciousness is forever linked to the crystal.

They lived in the Crystal Scar, and because of the mortal Rune Wars, they decided to sleep and wait for the mortal stupid war to end, but what they didn't expect was that they were waiting for the mortal mining troops.

The mining team of the Philos family found this grand canyon called Crystal Scar, and driven by greed, they dug out the living Hex crystals from the sleeping shell people.