When he heard the guide's request, Ezreal was obviously stunned for a moment - he looked at the Shurima guide in front of him with some surprise, and finally a smile appeared on his face.
"That's great, I finally met someone who knows what's good!" Xiao Huangmao took off the backpack on his back and took out a folder, "This is my graduation score, here is the outstanding student certificate, and here are
The certificate of outstanding graduates is that this is the award certificate for the Shurima History Knowledge Competition. At that time, there was only one place for the special prize in the entire college."
"..."
"And this. This is a clipping of an article I published in Piltover Daily three years ago. It also has a warm recommendation from the dean of the college."
"..."
"This is my 7-in-1 PLUS special edition archaeological tool, which was the award of excellence at last year's Evolution Day Expo!"
"..."
"Of course, as a companion, I have always been very reliable. Here is the internal evaluation of the graduation design team——"
"..."
Mr. Guide had no idea that he just wanted to see the child's achievements, but it was like poking a hornet's nest. Almost in the blink of an eye, Ezreal's various awards, honors, and works were already in front of him.
,evaluate.
This Mr. Guide could not imagine at all what kind of mentality this soft-spoken little yellow man had that made him choose to bring such a lot of messy things with him when he went out to explore.
Did he think he was applying for a job?
Rubbing the throbbing veins on his forehead, the guide ignored the chattering little yellow hair and focused his attention on the other party's transcript.
Then, he helplessly discovered that although this guy's subjects such as archeology, history, geography, etc. all had perfect scores, the one he needed most, Hex Technology, had a score of "passing".
That's not the worst.
What's worse is that there is a bracket after "pass", in which the contents of "retake" and "three times" are objectively marked.
There is no doubt that the confident little yellow guy in front of him knows nothing about Hex Technology, which is nothing more than a rolling pin blowing fire!
Realizing this, Mr. Guide felt very tired.
"Your grades are too bad." He pointed out Ezreal's problem without hesitation, "Hextech had to retake it three times before he passed!"
"???"
Facing Mr. Guide's accusation, Ezreal was completely confused.
My grades at HexTech are poor...so what does it matter?
Please, I am an explorer and an archaeologist!
Why do I still need excellent Hextech results?
"The Tomb of the Barren Hills God is a very dangerous place. If you don't understand Hex technology and don't have the ability to protect yourself, entering it rashly will result in your death."
Although this little yellow-haired guy was brought over by a friend to help him, the guide who just saw Ezreal's age on the report card finally softened his heart - if nothing happened to his daughter, she should be about this age.
Already?
Forget it!
You are just an Avenger, why drag more people into the abyss?
With this idea in mind, the guide simply rejected Ezreal.
Originally there was no problem with being rejected. It was an objective fact that Ezreal’s Hextech performance was poor, and he had nothing to say. But because Xiao Huangmao was close in age to his own daughter, Mr. Guide reminded him relentlessly.
One sentence.
"The Barren Hill Temple is too dangerous and is not a place where young people like you should come."
This sentence struck a chord with Ezreal extremely accurately. What this little yellow guy hates most is seniority based on age. Hearing what the guide said, he expressed his dissatisfaction on the spot.
"As long as the weapons can be used well, are the achievements of Hex Technology important?" As he spoke, Ezreal took out a set of laser transmitters from his backpack and put the transmitter on his wrist, "Look at me.
sharp!"
With that said, Ezreal came to the window and pointed the transmitter in his hand at a stone in the yard.
Pressing the switch, the energy of the Hex crystal in the transmitter began to surge, and a scorching light shot out, instantly shining on the rockery stone in the courtyard.
Just like a hot knife cutting through butter, the laser easily penetrated the rockery and cut off a large piece of it.
"Isn't this thing more powerful than the Hex Revolver?"
The guide didn't know how many times he had been surprised by the unreasonable little yellow guy in front of him. He looked at the rockery stone in the yard that was divided into two, and then looked at it again.
The portable laser transmitter in Ezreal's hand finally narrowed his eyes in interest.
"It's very interesting, but as far as I know, this dangerous Hex technology weapon cannot be used as a personal weapon." He looked directly into Ezreal's eyes for the first time, "It seems,
You don’t seem to be a very honest guy.”
"Ah, this - actually, this laser transmitter is actually a portable laser cutting machine." Being suddenly asked this question, Ezreal was somewhat embarrassed, "I am qualified to operate laser cutting. This
It’s my certificate…”
"So, you used a special laser cutter as a laser transmitter to bypass Professor Heimerdinger's anti-Hextech Weapons of Mass Destruction edict?"
"..."
Ezreal was silent.
Although theoretically speaking, what he did was completely in compliance with the relevant regulations of Piltover - or Vazuan -, but he was indeed irrefutable on the point of "consciously bypassing the law".
Young people always want to be proud.
Then, just when Ezreal felt that he was about to be rejected, the guide finally burst out laughing.
"Flexible means, for the right purpose, it seems that we may be the same kind of people."
As he said that, the guide turned around, opened the closet, and then uncovered the black cloth that was covered tightly in the closet.
The next moment, Ezreal's eyes widened in astonishment - under the black cloth, there was a distinctive Hex powered armor!
"Power armor, this is absolutely prohibited armor. Damn it, your problem is much more serious than mine!"
"This is a slightly modified diving device. Its powerful defense and power are all designed to cope with the complex and dangerous deep-water operating environment." A smile appeared on the corner of Mr. Guide's mouth, "By the way, I
Have a professional diving qualification certificate.”
Hearing what the other party said, even though Ezreal's emotional intelligence was unreliable most of the time, I still understood what he meant.
"Ezreal." Xiao Huangmao took the initiative and stretched out his right hand. "Nice to meet you."
"Cassadine." Mr. Guide held his hand, "Then, happy cooperation."