"Look at the dark circles under your eyes, you must have lost sleep again last night."

The brown color on Oriana's eye bags is a mark left by staying up late.

"If you don't sleep well, you can mess up a breakfast with a clear brain, let alone make a prosthetic."

Jeno directly grabbed the spatula and prepared to make a Chinese breakfast by himself, he would get tired of eating too much European food.

"Ahh

Oriana stamped her foot in frustration, unbuttoning her apron and tossing it to Jeno.

"That's right! Jeno, have you noticed the anomaly last night, the scale of the energy meter has climbed wildly. ”

"Everybody's sleeping, who's going to pay attention to that? It's just you, the night owl. ”

"Humph! Briefly! ”

"It should be...... Meow meow, right? ”

"I'm going to skip it!"

……

Last night, Orianna wasn't the only one who stayed awake all night.

Jace stood in his workshop, testing the crystal from Shurima in front of him, moonlight shining from the skylight above him.

This Shurima crystal was Stanwyck's reward for Jace to take a trip to Zaun, and it was blue and had been baptized by thousands of years of wind and sand, and the surface was smooth and round and extremely hard.

Jace tells Professor Stanwyck about the nature of Victor's Storm Aggregator, saying that the invention is actually just a spellcaster's trick.

But Stanwyck remained skeptical until yesterday when the storm that swept through Zaun appeared, and this mysterious climate slapped Jace in the face.

In the face of Stanwyck's ridicule, Jace just stared at him, and threw himself into the study of the Shurima Crystal, knowing that Victor would never have invented a weapon of this level.

In any case, storms cannot be created by technological means.

Others don't understand Victor, doesn't he understand yet?

Over the course of several days of obtaining the crystal, Jace performed various tests on the crystal, including but not limited to:

Put it on a gear centrifuge;

Burning at high temperatures followed by flash freezing;

tinkering, observing, and formulating hypotheses;

Slam your head into the copper ruler.

Clearly, Jace wasn't used to working so hard: the damn crystal was the first thing he couldn't figure out with his brilliant mind.

For the first time, he also experienced the feelings of his peers when they were puzzled by problems and encountered their own bottlenecks.

He felt frustrated, he felt unfair.

If there is an arrogant inventor next to him who disdains him at this time, it is estimated that he will feel even worse.

And this happens to be what he himself often does to others.

Jace realized that while he didn't think the ideas of his fellow scholars were worth it, they never gave up. They never stopped exploring and researching, and it was this spirit that shaped Piltover's progress and development.

If they wouldn't give up, Jace decided he shouldn't either.

Maybe he should try to be kinder.

The genius's competitive spirit is aroused, a feeling that has only been experienced in the time that Jace has worked with Victor.

Jace began to think about it from a whole new perspective.

Last night he had a whim, if he didn't test the whole crystal with it, could he make some bolder attempts at its small pieces?

Jace chiseled off a piece of shard, suspending it in a liquid metal alloy.

As he applied electricity to the metal, the crystal shards suddenly emitted a loud, deep sound that nearly shattered Jace's eardrums.

The crystal emitted a tremendous amount of heat, and the instantaneous brightness nearly blinded Jace.

The effect was completely unexpected, and it was a dangerous experiment, but it was an improvement.

Jace couldn't contain a smile until the moonlight from the skylight turned to the morning light.

……

In the middle of the night, Victor stood alone in an abandoned factory, performing craniotomy on patients day and night.

Britz had been recovered and repaired, and then it returned to the trench as it wished, and the contamination from Zaun was never cleared, so the operation was performed by Victor alone.

On the makeshift operating table, Victor uses a saw to cut open the patient's skull with his steady hands.

The body of these critically ill patients has become a complete failure, and if left unchecked, it will only slow down the efficiency of the toxin dialysis unit, and it will also allow the toxins to invade the brain.

In order to save these people, Victor had to resort to the last resort.

Transplanting the patient's brain into a mechanical body, their bodies were no longer saved, and Victor had to retain their consciousness.

But when he opened his skull, he found himself a step slower.

Toxins have invaded the brain!

The knife in Victor's hand was still steady, and his mood was unstable.

That's the benefit of getting rid of his emotions, he doesn't make mistakes because of self-blame, and he doesn't disturb his thoughts with unexpected surprises.

Relentless and at the same time impeccable.

Victor immediately came up with a contingency plan to immerse the patient's brain in a nutrient-filled robotic skull, then connect it to a toxin dialysis device.

After no longer being responsible for his body, the efficiency of the toxin dialysis device was immediately improved, but it was still not enough, his current technology was not up to the task, and the toxin would still slowly wreak havoc in the brain, and if he could not continue to greatly improve the efficiency of the toxin dialysis device, these people would die.

He knew what he needed.

A piece of Hex Crystal!

Only Hex crystals can provide such a large amount of energy that a toxin dialysis device can afford to filter toxins from dozens of brains.

However, he didn't have the financial resources, and ordinary Hex Crystals couldn't meet this requirement.

Hex crystals are divided into natural and man-made, the latter is far inferior to the former in terms of energy reserves and release power.

Artificial crystals are already extremely expensive, and natural crystals, as a non-renewable resource, are even more valuable.

Just as Victor was thinking about how to obtain a large number of artificial crystals, the Hex energy meter on the workbench suddenly vibrate, and the energy index rose rapidly.

The Hex-Energy Meter is a tool that every inventor will equip to measure the intensity of energy radiation in the environment, and the Energy Meter only has a sense of Hex-Tech, and does not work on magic or alchemy.

Such a huge surge of energy interrupted Victor's thoughts, and he looked up at the city above him, Piltover, the source of the energy surge.

Victor realizes that this is the energy he needs, and is it for him to appear at this time?

Without hesitation, after placing the patient, Victor left the abandoned factory and walked briskly towards Piltover in search of the source.

In addition to routine maintenance, Scream operates throughout the day.

Standing in the cabin, Victor ignored the strange gazes of the other passengers, and stood quietly at the position of the cabin door, ready to leave the cabin as soon as he arrived at Piltover.

This mechanical geek, whose hair has been modified almost all over his body, attracts everyone's attention with this outrageous outfit.

Even the Glorious Evolved Bishop does not have such an exaggerated mechanical weight.

"Hey, hey! It's the first time I've seen someone with three hands, so I wonder if it's better than my third leg. ”

A drunken boy, instigated by his friend, staggered over and touched the third hand on Victor's shoulder, trying to confirm whether it was real or pretending to scare people.

When the smell of his alcohol smoked into Victor's nose, Victor quickly turned around and pushed him to it, not letting him touch his slender third hand.

"Damn Zuan, what's wrong with touching you? I'm going to break off your third hand and grab your back today! ”

Brother Gongzi bared his teeth, and the half-full wine bottle in his hand was thrown at Victor, and the faint fluorescent Zuan specialty shimmer wine in the bottle scattered a brilliant galaxy in the air.

In this regard, Victor was motionless, his eyes were indifferent, the third hand on his shoulder suddenly stretched out, reached forward and grabbed the wine bottle in the air, and then the palm laser exploded, the wine bottle exploded, and the laser penetrated out, leaving a burning mark on the grid metal floor on the crotch of the drunk.

The laser stopped abruptly because in a little more it was about to pass the drunkard's third leg.

The yellow urine flowed out uncontrollably, dripping onto the burned floor, and the orange-red molten iron quickly cooled and emitted green smoke.

"Ahead to the station, Piltover!" The arrival bell rang at the same time as the administrator's shout.

Victor turned his head, didn't say a word, and went out of the cabin first, leaving only the back of his resolute cloak, which was printed on the glass slag all over the floor.