Li Lin followed Rambo around the market for a long time. They didn’t return until his cart was filled with sundries.
Although there was a small accident on the road, it was not a big problem…
The cause of the incident was that Rambo was hit by a skinny child playing on a roller board, and then the child was bullied and ridiculed by a group of older children.
Of course, the objects of their jokes include pulling a bunch of crappy Rambos.
Rambo was annoyed at that time. Regardless of Li Lin’s obstruction, he immediately went home and drove out Tristy, which had been improved a lot. It fired an electromagnetic harpoon and sprayed flames.
Several bully kids were frightened by his manipulation and ran away.
Later, Rambo befriends the bullied little boy.
He even gave him the Ascension Era hammer he just bought from the market as a souvenir, which was really beyond Li Lin’s expectation.
So where did the melee weapons on Tristy’s mecha come from?
Li Lin thought about it for a while before he figured it out.
No matter how excellent the forging level of the Shurima Empire was at its peak, a weapon that had withstood thousands of years of wind and frost could no longer be used in actual combat.
Looking carefully, the mace Rambo bought today does not look like Tristy’s melee weapon in Li Lin’s impression.
Rambo probably got that thing from somewhere else.
As noon approached, Li Lin and Rambo had a simple lunch in a pub outside.
After returning to Rambo’s junkyard, Li Lin spent another afternoon using [Mechanical Improvement] to upgrade his Tristy to rare quality.
After that, he helped Rambo improve the auxiliary aiming system, upgrade the mecha’s control system, add a shell to the cockpit, and improve the “red temperature” cooling device.
If it weren’t for the lack of time and the shortage of materials, Li Lin would even want to make a “neural connection device” to allow Rambo to synchronize his nerves with the mecha and get rid of the limitations of manual operation…
The short three days ended quickly.
Although it was Li Lin who did all the hard work in the Rambo dump these days, he also benefited a lot and enjoyed it.
In addition to the design drawings of the miniature nuclear reactor, he also learned some details of Rambo’s construction of mechas, electromagnetic weapons, high-temperature rockets and other scientific theories.
When he returns to Piltover, he can immediately implement these scientific theories as much as possible through the Giraman family’s cutting-edge workshop.
Especially the scientific and technological theory of electromagnetic weapons learned through Rambo’s “Electronic Harpoon” weapon system.
If a Gaussian weapon is developed based on this, compressed micro-munitions are ejected through an electromagnetic field, and its rate of fire can theoretically reach sub-light speed levels.
If you can apply it to your own power armor, storm, or subsequent large-scale mecha…
In addition to energy weapons, it will also become a big killer.
Of course, these are all things for later.
Li Lin said goodbye to Rambo, returned to the hotel, took a last bath, and then had a good last night’s sleep.
Early the next morning, before the sun had fully risen, Kassadin knocked on his door and woke him up from his sleep.
After washing up casually, Li Lin and Kassadin went downstairs to eat some simple breakfast provided by the hotel.
After putting on the power armor again and packing his luggage, Li Lin controlled three storm robots and Chen Guang, switching them to follow mode.
Afterwards, he and Kassadin went to the southern gate of Nashrame to meet up with Sivir and her men who had been waiting there early.
“Good morning, Li Lin.”
After receiving the report from his subordinates, Sivir, who was carrying a cross blade, immediately came out and greeted Li Lin warmly.
“Good morning, Sivir.” As he said this, Li Lin looked around but did not see the Noxian guards. “Is Cassiopeia not here yet?”
“After all, you are a noble, you just have to get used to it.” Sivir squinted his eyes and glanced up at the position of the sun in the sky. “It should be soon, at most ten minutes.”
Then, she looked at Li Lin and Kassadin: “By the way, didn’t you prepare camels? This armor alone is not enough to travel through the desert.”
Li Lin smiled and said, “Kassadin has made arrangements a long time ago. He bought two Scarash and they are now outside the city.”
Can you actually buy Scarash?
Sivir looked deeply at Li Lin.
So rich…
For some reason, she always felt a sense of frustration in her heart.
The species of Sklash is found throughout Shurima, and is especially common in deserts.
However, their tempers are notoriously irritable and difficult to train. Even the nomadic professional animal trainers have to spend a lot of energy and time to tame them.
Therefore, a Skalalash would have to be sold for hundreds of gold plates at the lowest price, and sometimes money alone can’t buy it, you must have connections.
She was stunned for a moment, as if she suddenly thought of something, and her eyes immediately moved to Kassadin.
“Wait a minute, Li Lin just said, your name is… Kassadin?”
“Yeah.” Kassadin controlled the armor and opened the mask, raising his thick eyebrows, “What, do you know me?”
After receiving his affirmation, Sivir couldn’t help but smile, “Who does the desert recognize… Kassadin’s name was a household name in Berghun back then.”
Kassadin was obviously not used to this kind of praise. He shook his head and said with a slightly embarrassed expression, “You are really exaggerating. How can you be so exaggerated…”
“It’s not an exaggeration at all. I also lived in Bergün for a while when I was a child, and the story about you is well-known to every household.”
As he spoke, Sivir’s smile froze, as if recalling not-so-good past events, and he quickly changed the subject:
“But in the past few years, it’s like you suddenly disappeared. Where have you been? Why did you give up such a good job?”
Damn it, you’re just rubbing salt into Kassadin’s wounds…
Li Lin glanced at the silent Kassadin beside him, and was about to speak to forcefully ignore the topic, but heard him say in a low voice: “Have you heard of the ‘Prophet’ Malzahar?”
Seeing that Kassadin was not angry or sad, Li Lin sighed silently and allowed him to talk to Sivir.
Sivir, who had grown up in society, naturally heard the hint of resentment in Kassadin’s tone, and raised his eyebrows slightly.
It sounds like he has a lot of hatred towards this ‘prophet’?
“Malzahar, I seem to have heard this name from someone else…a caravan to be precise.”
Sivir frowned and lowered his head in thought for a moment.
“I heard that he seems to be a weirdo who suddenly appeared in recent years. He calls himself a ‘prophet’ and has many followers. He says he wants to lead people to enlightenment?”
“That’s just some false rumors…”
Kassadin paused and uttered a word that could only be found in legends: “Void, Malzahar is the spokesperson of the void.”
For a moment, Sivir felt the blood in his veins boiling, but there was a strange and very cold feeling all over his body.
Sivir knew the Void, a bedtime story her mother would often tell her to scare her before her parents were killed by the desert bandits, the Sarns.
Sivir, who has never really seen the void, doesn’t think there is anything scary about this “fictional” legend.
She firmly believes that instead of fearing such illusory stories, it is better to worry about the dangers lurking in the desert.
But now, after hearing what Kassadin said, Sivir suddenly had an illusion:
It’s as if you are in a place of nothingness, where even time and space do not exist, fighting countless terrifying, corrupt and twisted monsters…
“Sivir…Sivir!”
Li Lin’s call brought the sluggish Sivir back to reality.
She was a little frightened, and quietly wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, “Where is Kassadin? How long have I been in a daze just now?”
“About two or three minutes, Cassiopeia has arrived, and Kassadin has just gone outside the city to check on Scarash’s status.”
Li Lin pointed at Cassiopeia who was talking to Deputy Sivir in the distance.
“Are you okay? I see you don’t look well…”
Especially after Kassadin mentioned the void.
Li Lin frowned secretly, not sure what was going on with Sivir who was suddenly in a daze just now.
“No, it’s okay, I just feel empty… Well, this kind of thing is just a legend and shouldn’t exist.”
“The warriors of the gods are also legends, so they don’t exist anymore?”
Li Lin and Sivir stood side by side, looking at Cassiopeia, who was walking towards them with a social smile on her face in the distance.
“Do you believe in fate? Sivir.” Li Lin asked softly.
“destiny?”
When he asked this question, Sivir’s eyebrows knitted tightly.
“Bloodline…and destiny belong to you.”
There’s nothing much to say, so let’s just wish everyone a happy New Year a few months in advance (ω`)
