Heimerdinger sat on a tall chair with his legs crossed like a miniature doll. His long, soft yellow and white hair made him look like a strange-looking cat.
He has a pair of exaggeratedly big ears and a pair of unusually bright eyes.
The yellow bristles are neat and smooth like a broom, not messy at all.
As a yordle, his appearance is really conspicuous.
Oh...no, or it should be said to be height.
Once you have enough knowledge, even if you are a yordle who is hated by everyone on the mainland, you will still get the respect you deserve in Piltover.
The weather is quite good today, and the breeze is blowing in the square.
With the arrival of Brooke Jonathan, today's symposium with several experts is about to begin. Everyone on the table is equipped with a microphone, which is enough for everyone to hear the content of the meeting clearly.
It can be seen that Heimerdinger's status is quite high and he can sit in the central position.
"Professor, everyone is here. And there are quite a few people who came to watch today."
"Well... let's get started. What is today's topic? Oh yes - it's about capital." Heimerdinger, known as the professor, shook his head for a while and opened the manuscript he had prepared in front of him.
He yawned immediately. Compared with these empty topics, he still preferred to listen to the exquisite designs of coil circuits by some masters...
"There is a symposium on 'The role of capital in promoting scientific research and development'. This time it is divided into the academic group and the workshop group. Both parties are invited to discuss it in an orderly and harmonious manner. Vice President Brooke and I will serve as the supervisors of this topic.
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Heimerdinger smoothed the hair on his lips: "Then please start..."
In such a huge city built by capital, Chai Anping inevitably looked forward to how scholars would analyze or ridicule these two words.
After all, in his original world, these two words were heavy and vicious enough for most people.
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"William, if you and your students are coming to Zaun in the near future, you'd better inform me in advance... take my private Hex Pressure Lift."
Alchemist Baron Nelson "Silent Silver Moon", who was familiar with Sir William, said solemnly: "The war between those prisoners has intensified. Be careful of being affected."
"Prisoners? War...what happened in Zaun?"
William couldn't help being a little stunned when he heard this.
"The monsters that came out of Shen Gou have already strangled several Alchemy Barons, and even the big owl, the Pale Baron, was beheaded." Nelson said: "They will definitely be strangled by our joint efforts in the short term! But at the moment, Zaun's
The situation is indeed quite dangerous, and even some alchemy barons have chosen to leave temporarily."
"Is that so?" William sighed deeply when he heard this: "Then I'll trouble you."
"Don't worry, I will arrange manpower to protect your safety." Nelson smiled and said: "I just want to remind you that if you see someone fighting, just avoid it in time. Also, the materials and cabins you asked me to prepare can be ready tomorrow.
Remember to bring your Demacia alchemy genius here, and I will also inform those old immortal guys."
"Can."
William Raphael nodded: "Since we don't know whether the Alchemy Summit will be held, let's communicate privately first."
"I'm looking forward to what new recipes you traditionalists will bring!"
"Haha! I will never let you down!"
In the simple tents where patients whose lungs were contaminated by alchemical gas were treated, there were several fans funded by Nelson to assist in ventilation, which of course they did not have before Sir William and others moved in.
The patients here generally have sallow faces, weak eyes, and only a layer of shabby fur cloth covering their bodies.
After they had gone through a period of severe coughing, they no longer had the strength to even cough.
Sir William's students gathered in groups of twos and threes in front of each hospital bed, and the turbid body fluids extracted from the patients were continuously tested in test tubes.
This brand new alchemical toxin possesses adhesion and toxicity that even Sir William was amazed by. It seems to have been developed just for the purpose of "torture".
This also caused many difficulties for them to develop antidotes.
If this alchemical poison could be eliminated so easily, then Clockwork's father, Colin Levick, would not be at a loss to transform his daughter into a robot.
"Hey...that little girl is here again." Someone pursed his lips in a certain direction.
In the square, there is a slightly clumsy girl wearing a white skirt who is helping patients who have just moved here.
Because there was no one to deal with it, poisonous gas still remained in many places around the explosion. What Zuan did was just post "no entry" skull signs on the corresponding blocks.
As for the residents who originally lived there, they could only use simple filters or plastic sheets to try to isolate the poisonous gas.
As a result, a steady stream of patients are being sent here.
"They don't look like Zaunites."
The girl should behave and dress like an authentic Piltover person. Hey - such "good-hearted people" are rare.
"Leave her alone. Since you are wearing a high-grade filter, there should be no danger even if you go to a place where alchemical poisonous gas remains."
"That's right! It would be better if we develop the antidote as soon as possible!"
"But do you think Gracie can remove these alchemical poisonous gases from the patient's body?"
"Well... it should be possible, but the internal organ failure caused by poisonous gas seems to be irreversible." The researcher shrugged: "None of the 'special medicines' we prepared have any effect."
"Oh, it's a pity that there are so many people here."
"Zu'an is indeed a very strange place. It's better for us to go to Demacia."
"That's not the case!"
Nina also followed their gazes and glanced at the girl outside the tent. Against the gray background, the girl's pure white figure stood like a flower in the wind.
She couldn't help but smile, and looking at the girl's clumsy movements, she couldn't help but prepare to go over and give some guidance.
"For this kind of patient, what you should do is look at his mouth first."
"Ah... doctor! Take a look at this gentleman!" The girl immediately said excitedly when she saw Nina and the clothes she was wearing.
"Don't worry, his symptoms are not serious yet." Nina opened the mouth of the comatose patient and asked: "What's your name?"