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Kapitel 51: -51- I understand

"I'll have someone call Singed right now," Silco said to Linwin.

The idea of creating Hextech gems that belonged to Zaunites filled Silco with enthusiasm.

Linwin, on the other hand, thought for a moment and then said, "But, Silco, at this hour... isn't it a bit inappropriate to call Singed over?"

Actually, Linwin wasn't in a hurry to do it all in one night, but it was evident that Silco had strong feelings about the independence of Zaun. He was more concerned about this matter than anyone else.

For this reason, Silco ignored Linwin, let out a loud whistle, and, immediately, the door of the Tavern was pushed open.

Silco's men, including one man with a peculiar tattoo on his face, said loudly, "Boss, are we leaving?"

Silco stood there and waved, "Go and get Singed for me."

"Now?" The man was momentarily taken aback.

"Yes, right now."

"Alright, please wait." He didn't ask further questions, just nodded and closed the door.

"You could easily take the blueprints with you and give them to him tomorrow. There's no need to rush this one night," Linwin told Silco.

"One night? Linwin, every moment counts now, and you can't understand how I feel." Silco said loudly. "With the blueprints and all these items in hand, given Singed's abilities, he'll be able to create them. But there's another issue, money, Linwin. We need a lot of money."

"It's not enough just to be able to make the gems ourselves. We also need a large number of Hextech crystals," Silco said seriously as he stared into Linwin's eyes.

Linwin scratched his head, saying, "I'm well aware of this, but Silco, we're stuck in a vicious cycle now."

"With Hextech phones, we could have a lot of money, an endless amount of money. But to have Hextech phones, we must first possess a large number of Hextech crystals to produce Hextech gems."

"Hextech crystals can only be obtained with money. The Ferros family's stores have them, but they're only available for purchase with gold coins."

Linwin held out his hands, "Even with all of Vander and my assets, plus half of Zaun, we couldn't buy a hundred Hextech crystals."

The Hextech crystals that Jace currently used had been acquired from the Ferros family.

He, as someone favored by the Ferros family, of course, had this right.

At the same time, the ownership of Hextech technology was no longer entirely with Jayce; he had traded the future for the present.

But what matters in science? Knowledge? Intelligence? Of course, but the most important thing is money.

Without money, what can you achieve in science?

Without money, can you conduct research?

"I can provide the initial funds," Silco said solemnly to Linwin. "I've earned a lot of money from selling Shimmer. I'll buy the initial required Hextech crystals, so you don't need to worry about that."

"Silco, you're not allowed to sell Shimmer in Zaun," Linwin said seriously. He was genuinely concerned that Silco might be carried away by a sense of revenge and act recklessly.

The gap between Piltover and Zaun still existed, even though the Undercity now had Shimmer and would soon possess Hextech technology. The difference between the two city-states remained enormous.

But for Silco, there was finally hope.

Shimmer was really beginning to shine.

Though faint, it prevented Silco from always considering a do-or-die battle against Piltover and gambling with the future.

Silco looked at Linwin with mixed feelings, tapped his forehead, and said aloud, "I understand that the sale of Shimmer in Zaun will ruin our grand plan."

"I have a sense of proportion in this matter. Moreover, Linwin, do they have money? Zaun is broke, too poor, so poor that the so-called alchemical technology consists of rummaging through the stinking sewers and assembling discarded items from the refuse dump that the Upper City residents don't want. So if we want to make money, I know where I can get it from. I can make money, a lot of it." In response to Linwin's curious gaze, Silco extended his fingers and continued, "It's from the Upper City, and... from abroad."

"Are you planning to sell to Piltover and Noxus?"

"In Piltover, they won't need this kind of thing," Linwin said, furrowing his brow.

"You're wrong, Linwin."

Silco smiled confidently, spreading his hands. Underneath his suit, a corner of his vest revealed a touch of red. He said, "Piltover citizens, contrary to what you think, are the ones who need Shimmer the most."

"You've always believed that Shimmer is addictive and harmful to the human body, but that's the original Shimmer. Today's Shimmer is not as much about its addictive qualities as it is about people's craving for power."

Silco spoke slowly, "Piltover citizens are hypocritical. They may seem glamorous, peaceful, and friendly on the surface, but most of the time, they are the ones who love to bully the weak."

"In such a bustling city-state, there exists such a cruel law of survival. The Piltover scientists who have been oppressed and humiliated for a long time by Piltover's survival laws are the best customers for Shimmer."

The people Silco was referring to were those who were desperate to join the great families and receive investments from the wealthy citizens of the Upper City.

More than fifty percent of these people were Piltover citizens, while the rest were probably science enthusiasts from various parts of the world who had come to Piltover with a longing for science.

The great families of Piltover controlled over ninety percent of Piltover's resources. In Piltover, they were the unquestionable authorities. Therefore, the accumulated resentment and humiliation from long-term oppression became a vent for Shimmer.

This substance could not only enhance physical abilities but also increase reaction speed and alertness. It allowed the weak to experience the sensations of the powerful in a short amount of time. 

However, since it was an alchemical concoction, it naturally had side effects. The side effect of Shimmer was that excessive consumption could cause genetic mutations.

"All right, but be careful not to make Piltover too chaotic," Linwin sighed and said.

"Wouldn't chaos be a good thing?" Silco frowned and took a step forward, staring at Linwin's face. He whispered, "Or is it because of him? Have you grew fond of a Piltover citizen?"

"Silco, widen your perspective. Piltover is not our enemy. In this vast world, we might have many enemies, but Piltover certainly isn't one of them," Linwin said helplessly.

This world is enormous, so vast that Linwin has been in this world for five years but has only ever been to the Twin Cities. He hasn't been to Shurima, hasn't been to the Valoran continent, hasn't been to the Freljord in the north, and hasn't encountered the mysterious and unpredictable Ionia.

Kumungu has characters like Zyra, Icathia that had been overrun by the Void, and a warrior who has lived for a thousand years is organizing a team.

This world is vast.

So vast that Piltover and Zaun are just a tiny part of it.

Silco certainly understood this as well.

He even knew some ancient secret histories from thousands of years ago. He knew that there were extraordinary powers in this world that could easily kill him.

But what did that matter? Why should he care about those mysterious gods, warriors, and mages?

He cared only about the present.

So, he looked at Linwin and said with a cold gaze, "I don't care about things hundreds or even thousands of years from now. Linwin, I only care about the here and now. I care about whether Zaun can become independent during my lifetime, whether the Zaunites can stand up. I don't care about anything else."

"I hope you can set aside those useless emotions, Linwin, at least until Piltover submits. I hope you can be firmer."

Upon hearing Silco's words, Linwin wanted to argue.

He wanted to tell Silco that there were many things in this world that he hadn't thought of.

A warrior from Shurima, who had lived for thousands of years, roamed the continent.

There was a Darkin named Aatrox, lurking in the north.

And that guy might recall his former territory one day.

That place was Zaun.

Zaun was once a harbor under Shurima's dominion.

If he returned, not even a thousand Linwins could stop him.

The more people, the more powerful he become.

If that time comes, the only thing that might hinder him was Jayce's Hextech.

Piltover citizens weren't really the enemy.

At least, Piltover shouldn't become an enemy in the future.

But Linwin's mouth opened and closed, and he finally said, "I understand."

"I will. I'll do what I need to do until Zaun is completely free."

Silco closed his eyes. "That's good."

Linwin couldn't find words while looking into Silco's eyes.

What kind of eyes were those?

Calm, without any ripples.

But Vander, who was beside Silco, kept shaking his head at Linwin, telling him not to say anything more.

Without experiencing it firsthand, don't advise others.

Sometimes, if you don't understand, just keep your mouth shut.

Because you never know what others have been through.

Just like now.


Kapitel 52: -52- Little genius ekko

"Hey, hey, can you hear me? Can you still hear me like this?"

"Yeah, yeah, I can hear you! By the way, Vi, move a bit farther. Linwin said that in more open places, the reception distance is longer."

With a proud look, Powder held the Hextech phone. Among a group of friends, he stood there like the proudest of all.

But suddenly, there was an annoying voice from the side.

"It's my turn now, right?"

"I won't let you play with it. This is a gift from Linwin!"

Like a cat protecting its food, Powder instantly got defensive when Mylo, looking curious, wanted to grab the Hextech phone. 

She warily hid the Hextech phone close to her chest and bent her body as if to say, "One step closer, Mylo, and I'm going to yell."

Things were different now. As long as she opened the Hextech phone, if Mylo bullied her, Powder only needed to shout, and Vi would know.

Then, Vi would come running to her side and thump Mylo's head a couple of times to make him understand the consequences of bullying Powder.

Clearly, the smart Mylo understood this too. His brain was as sharp as his appearance.

So, he reluctantly raised his hands and made a conceding gesture, taking a step back.

Meanwhile, Vi, along with Claggor, was running around in some unknown location.

"Mylo, get away from Powder."

While running, Vi spoke into her Hextech phone. This left Mylo on the other end somewhat speechless.

"Why did Linwin only give you and Vi Hextech phones?"

Mylo exclaimed, "I protest! Linwin treats me and Claggor differently."

From the Hextech phone, Claggor's voice chimed in, his voice hearty, "I don't mind, Mylo. Please don't bring me into this. After all, Vi and Powder have theirs, and it makes no difference to me. We're family."

"This is exactly what I dislike about you, Claggor. You always inadvertently say things that embarrass others. You make me look like the bad guy," Mylo sounded disheartened. "With your attitude, how can we ask Linwin for Hextech phones? It's as if Linwin doesn't even like his two younger brothers."

"Enough, Mylo, don't complain anymore," Vi's voice rang in a wry tone. Her voice then came through from Powder's end but with a slight crackling sound. "When the time comes, Linwin will prepare for you and Claggor."

"Vi, we're at the maximum distance!" Powder quickly shouted.

On the other side, Vi came to a halt and said, "Hey, Powder, are you guys outside the tavern right now?"

"Yes, Mylo, David(Cyberpunk flashback...anyway random character), and I are at the alley entrance."

Vi estimated, "It's just like Linwin said; in open terrain, you can have a range of about a hundred meters. But in complex terrain like now, you can only make phone calls within about seventy meters."

"Did you find the little guy yet?"

"Not yet."

Vi said with a cheeky grin, "But almost, Benzo's shop is very close to us."

"Alright, I'll wait for you to get back."

After Powder finished speaking, she pressed a button on her blue Hextech phone and then carefully tucked it into her pocket, keeping an eye on Mylo.

"What are you looking at me like that for?" Mylo responded in disbelief, staring at Powder and saying loudly, "I'm not going to steal a kid's toy."

"Humph!" Powder made a ghost face at Mylo and leaned against the wall.

Since Linwin had given them the Hextech phones yesterday evening, both Powder and Vi had been obsessed with them. These phones were their favorite toys of the year, even better than all the dolls!

Late at night, Powder and Vi would lie in their bunk beds, cover themselves with blankets, and then open their Hextech phones to talk quietly under the covers. Powder was truly overjoyed.

After waiting for about ten minutes, Vi returned with Claggor and Ekko.

Vi had called Ekko for help, even though it wasn't clear why adults wanted ekko there for the conversation. But when she received a gift from Linwin, Vi immediately agreed, wearing a blissful smile. Now, no matter what Linwin said, Vi would go along with it and do whatever he asked. Anything was possible.

"Let's go, Linwin wants to see you."

"Why does Big Brother want to see me?" Ekko, who had clearly just woken up, was pushed into the Last Drop Tavern by Vi in a groggy state.

Once they entered the tavern, Ekko's face froze.

Although Last Drop Tavern was still closed for business today, there were a lot of people inside. It was a grim-looking group of adults, varying in height and size, but they all had a fierce and menacing appearance. This made the ten-year-old Ekko extremely nervous.

It wasn't until the crowd parted that Linwin waved to Ekko, who quickly ran up to him.

"Big brother, what did you want to talk about?" Ekko asked.

Ekko nervously glanced around, and when he locked eyes with someone, he immediately lowered his head.

Silco looked at this young boy, who was about the same age as Powder, and he even seemed a bit shorter than her.

"Linwin, are you sure he can handle this?" Silco asked doubtfully. "I believe in genius, but I don't think he can understand Hextech schematics."

"That's where you're wrong, Silco," Linwin replied. He sat on the ground and pulled Ekko toward him, their heads touching as he grinned. "My little brother is a prodigy in this field, and his talent is comparable to my fighting talent."

Silco was taken aback. "Is the little guy really that amazing?" Vander, sitting at the head of the table, said in surprise. "How come Benzo never told me about this?"

"You and Benzo always thought of them as kids who couldn't accomplish anything because you saw them grow up," Linwin explained. "You only noticed their changes when they became remarkable."

With a gentle push from Linwin, Ekko spoke nervously, "Big brother?"

"Go ahead, Ekko. Let them see how amazing my little brother is."

"But you haven't told me what I'm supposed to do," Ekko said, clearly anxious.

Surrounded by a dozen burly men, all of them nearly twice his height, the overwhelming pressure made Ekko extremely nervous. If Linwin hadn't been sitting right next to him, he might have been scared enough to kneel down and beg for mercy.

In front of the Enforcers, he often acted this way, and there was nothing embarrassing about it. As long as it kept him from getting beaten, what was face worth anyway?

"You'll understand when you see it," Singed said, holding a pile of blueprints. He looked at the trembling Ekko, reached out and put his hand on Ekko's shoulder. His voice was hoarse as he said, "Don't be afraid, we just need you to... take a look at this thing."

Singed's tone was neither affirming nor denying, more like that of a detached observer. He spoke softly, "Linwin believes you can help me, and I want to know if you're up for it."

"Throughout his journey, his judgment seems to have never been wrong, so I'm curious, kid. Do you think you'll be the one to make him wrong?" Singed spoke slowly.

From the moment Ekko walked in, Singed's eyes lit up. Even though Ekko was cowering, walking under the adults, and appeared timid, even pathetic, Singed smelled something peculiar about him. It was an indescribable feeling. Deep down, you couldn't help but sense that this person was extraordinary.

The last time he had smelled this kind of scent was nearly a decade ago. He wanted to know if his intuition was still as sharp.

Upon hearing the tall and slender man's words, Ekko immediately replied in a loud voice, "Of course not! I'll help my big brother."

Singed handed over the meticulously arranged materials he had been working on all night to Ekko and said, "Come on, take a look at these things."

Ekko stood on his tiptoes, reached out, and took the blueprints from Singed's hands.


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