Perhaps to confirm that Chai Anping really didn't have any objections to him, seeing him quickly immersed in the world of books, Ike couldn't help but poke his head out of curiosity.
"The direction of your study is alchemy?"
"Well, it's obvious." Chai Anping smiled without raising his head: "Are you also interested in alchemy?"
"Well--"
Ike scratched his head: "I can't tell, sir, I always feel that those messy formulas are a hundred times harder to understand than electromagnetic coils. And you know, alchemy is something only the rich can afford."
A partial student...
Chai Anping nodded silently. Alchemy is indeed a costly subject if you want to get started and advance. The purchase of alchemy materials alone is not something that a Zuan family can afford.
In comparison, technology with ready-made research equipment can be said to be very close to the people. Ike doesn't even need to buy materials. He only needs to go hunting for treasures in the garbage mountain to meet most of his needs.
Piltover's mechanics are everywhere, but its alchemists are very limited.
Chai Anping was not eager to establish a relationship with Ike, who seemed to be still a student. This was not a good thing for a young man who grew up in Zuan and was full of vigilance. There was a long way to go, and Chai Anping believed that he could impress Heimo.
Dinger's stuff will naturally impress the new talent Ike.
Ike changed into a more comfortable position and suddenly noticed Chai Anping's inhuman speed of turning pages.
"Sir, you read so quickly, can you remember the contents of the book?!"
"This is not a difficult book to study." Chai Anping, who could multi-task, turned to him and smiled.
Hearing this, Ike silently memorized the title of the book "Analysis of Temperature of Alchemical Flame" printed on the header, and planned to go back and ask the geniuses of the Alchemy Research Club in the academy if this was some kind of "idle book".
The speed of the Hex pressure elevator slowed down. Chai Anping raised his head slightly, looked at the dark sky of Zaun through the gap in the elevator car, and prayed to God Janna to let him gain something at night.
"It's getting late, do you need me to take you back?"
When he was about to leave the elevator, Chai Anping put away the brick book and asked.
"No! No need!"
Ike took a vague look at Chai Anping's dress and began to worry about the safety of the school director.
"Sir, Zu An's night was very uneven..."
"Hahaha." Chai Anping didn't expect that he would be worried by Ike, and he burst out laughing: "Many alchemy barons are my friends, no one would dare to provoke me."
"Oh - Alchemist Baron!"
Ike whispered, thinking about Chai Anping's behavior in the elevator, and immediately believed it a lot.
He waved his hand reassuringly: "Goodbye, sir!"
When he turned the corner, he suddenly slapped himself on the forehead - he forgot to ask the director's name.
However, it is quite normal for a distinguished director of the college not to tell him his name, right?
The young son of Zu An immediately thought again.
He quickly left this inconspicuous experience behind, and it is possible that he will never have the chance to see this director again in the future.
"After missing school for several days, I finally completed this design, ha!"
He reached into the cloth bag behind his waist. In addition to books, there was also a capsule-like device inside. The workmanship looked very rough, but Ike couldn't wait to share this creative design with his friends.
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"Even if I get detained for this, it's still worth it. Although the teachers threaten to tell the parents next time... Hey, can't we give some exceptions to outstanding talents?"
He turned into an alley familiarly, and then climbed up a ladder embedded in the outer wall.
There are many passages built by the alchemy punk youth group on the rooftop. Through the "bridges" built by these planks and steel bars on the roof tiles, they can quickly gather and move. It is strictly forbidden to destroy any passage. This is the consensus of all youth groups, even if it is
When Ekko and his youth group fought against the hostile Zaun youths, they had to choose a suitable place.
He walked quickly across the narrow and towering bridge, mumbling the songs he heard in the academy. Of course he couldn't afford the tapes, but he had mastered the technology of pirated reproductions. With the help of the machine he made, he still
I made a small amount of money to buy gifts for my parents, but unfortunately the business was soon "taken over" by nearby gangs, and they were strictly prohibited from stealing the business. This is a situation that Alchemy Punk Youth League often encounters.
——When they grow up, many people will live like gangsters.
When passing by a building, there was an open window with a freshly baked fruit pie hanging on it. Ike immediately stepped forward to take it and shouted into the room:
"Kind Ms. Minian, thank you for the pie. I will come back another day to help you repair your damn old filter!"
"Hey, Ike!"
A woman about forty or fifty came out of the kitchen. Her head was wrapped in a gray scarf and she was holding a spatula in her hand: "Boy, you have to come over tomorrow!"
"OK."
Ike laughed loudly and jumped to another building: "I thank you on behalf of Mars and the others."
The plate containing the pie was quite hot, but smelling the aroma of it being cooked, Ike seemed to have seen the scene of his friends shouting his name.
Soon, he came to a lively long market street. The spacious street was lined with tarpaulins of various colors. The small stalls underneath were selling all kinds of fresh gadgets. This place was different from the black market, with products from all over the world.
Tourists from all over the world can come here to explore the local customs and customs of Zaan.
For the sake of stability and huge tourism revenue, the Alchemy Baron who owns this land even strictly prohibits the establishment of any dangerous factories nearby, which can be regarded as one of their few "consciences".
In the middle of the long street, there is also a very majestic-looking steel castle. Its outline is decorated with bright yellow lights, and the smooth and new glass complements each other, making it look extremely magnificent.
"Herbart Bank!"
Ike sat on the edge of the rooftop, looking at the building, the lights reflected in his thoughtful eyes.
"When will I have enough money to be here?"
This is a bank jointly owned by Piltover and the Alchemy Baron of Zaun. No one dares to cause trouble here yet. It is the safest place to store money here. This is the consensus of all Zaun people.
He used a sharp-edged wrench to cut off a small piece of fruit pie. He thought about his future with some fascination, and subconsciously touched the new device in the bag again - the one with super magical abilities.
installation.
"Maybe I shouldn't let Mars and the others know about this..."
He knew too well that a common man was not guilty but harbored a treasure, and there was no more realistic truth than this in Zaun.
Thinking of the powerful ability of this crystal shard, he looked at the Herbart Bank in front of him, and he suddenly felt infinite ambition in his heart!
"Sooner or later, I will let the entire Zaun remember me!"
"boom--!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a violent explosion suddenly came from the magnificent bank directly opposite him.
The turbulent shock wave and air wave instantly blew up the glass on the surface of Herbart Bank. The fine glass fragments were like a rain of knives on the street. The dense crowd on the street suddenly panicked and screamed and ran away, trying to get away from that place.
A building with black smoke rising slowly.
Ike was thrown backwards from the rooftop and fell directly onto the solid concrete floor. The same fate as him was the fruit pie that fell upside down on the ground.
His ears were buzzing from the powerful explosion. It took Ike, who had never experienced such a big scene, to come to his senses for a while, and then he got up from the rooftop in a panic.
"……what's the situation?!"
He looked at the Herbart Bank that was in flames in front of him, and his mouth subconsciously... opened wide. He held the mohawk on his head between his hands and fell into huge shock: "No...!"
He quickly looked at the people injured by the explosion, who were struggling to escape.
He immediately got rid of the shocking emotion, and then turned his attention to the device in his bag - he named it "Z-Drive", which has the magical prop to reverse time!
He took out the capsule-like device to prevent the energy from burning the bag his mother had sewn for him.
"It's up to you, man... Z-drive, start it!"
He pulled a chain suddenly, and the entire device immediately flashed with dazzling light. The electromagnetic coil in the capsule emitted a blue light and was rotating at a speed that exceeded the limit. Ike held the device with difficulty with both hands.
Like a monster with infinite power, an extremely weird power was released from this device. Ike gritted his teeth and felt a twisted pressure acting on his body, allowing him to hear the sound of blood rushing in his body.
The whole world seemed to lose its color, and then with him as the center, time... began to flow backwards!
Ike's eyes widened. His consciousness was fully awake, but he could not go against this process.
His body experienced the shock all over again as if it were rewinding, or should I say... he swallowed his shock, and the thick smoke in the sky also retracted from the breach caused by the explosion in a very artistic trajectory.
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Everything was extremely novel, and Ike felt a thrill that reached deep into his bones. Although this was not perfect, and could even be said to be a rough device, it put a considerable burden on his body, but it was not at all
It couldn't stop his excitement.
He couldn't say anything, he could only watch quietly as the power of time turned everything back, just like watching a mime.
then--
"Snapped!"
He sat back on the ground and hit the ground hard on the back of his head. Finally, he seemed to be rising up in the air from a lying position. He knew that this was the process of falling down.
At this moment, the energy of the Z-drive was exhausted, and Ike and Fruit Pie, who were suspended in the air, fell again.
Ike:???
"Ouch!"
Ike, who was in a hurry, hit his head on the cement board again, with a trace of grief and anger in his eyes - turn back time, it's really you!
But at the same time, he also knew that it was too late for him to go back in time. The Z-drive alone could not allow him to go back to before the explosion to prevent this event from happening.
And it is still different after time goes back. At this time, the Z-drive is not in his bag, but with a trace of residual heat... firmly grasped in his hand, which means that this device is not affected by time going back.
Yes, as for starting the device again now, Ike feels that his design does not meet the needs of the fragments.
The creaking device also reminded him not to think about continuously going back in time, if he was not afraid of losing control of the device!
The glass like a rain of knives smashed down again, screams and screams joined together again, black smoke and flames emerged from the Herbat Bank, and everything was starting over again...
He covered his head and got up from the ground. This time he was much faster, but it had no effect on the established facts.
"If I can improve the energy pathways... I will be able to control this power better!"
But at this time...
He could only watch the situation develop.
Soon time returned to the point when he started the Z-drive, and the last trace of his remaining weird feeling disappeared.
He glanced at the fruit pie lying upside down at his feet, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
Soon, a piercing siren sounded across the chaotic street. A fully armored, strange car with a huge drill loaded on the front rushed out of the Herbat Bank. The very symbolic president sculptures on both sides of the bank directly hit the target.
He was knocked down and fell into seven or eight pieces.
Ike's eyes widened in confusion again - the explosion was not an accident, but a robbery!
Does anyone dare to rob Herbart Bank?!
This is really big news!
The chariot loaded with caterpillar tracks made a sharp turn and began to speed straight towards the side of the long street.
The tourists and vendors who had no time to escape screamed and fled to the edge of the road. Some even threw themselves directly on the stalls, narrowly avoiding being crushed by the tracks.
The bank staff obviously pressed the alarm after the vicious gangsters left. Through the opened door, the sound was spread widely. Ike also noticed that several machines were stiff and out of control.
security robots crashing inside the bank.
"Some kind of electromagnetic destruction program, or the destructive ability of engineering magic."
He thought to himself that his peaceful life suddenly unfolded in a completely different way, and his hands and feet reacted almost faster than his brain——
He started running and jumped onto a beam several times faster than usual. He carried his bag on one side and the Z-drive with the other, staring intently at the rampaging beast.
At this moment, he didn't even think about the purpose of doing this, but he couldn't help it. The excitement that had not subsided reached its peak again. This was not the usual vulgar gang war, but...
...The gangsters robbed!
Just the chariot they dispatched powered by an unknown source of energy was a hundred times more powerful than the crude muskets in the gang.