Battle of the Twin Cities: The Ninth Councilor

Chapter 100 A Pistol Made of Wood

"This is the weapon of the murderous golden demon you brought back?"

Inside the Hex Technology Research Institute, a group of people stared at the square pistol on the table in the middle with expressions of interest.

This pistol was not the "whisper" used by the playmaker later, but as Jin Mo said, it was a handmade earthen gun made by himself, and it was the most suitable "instrument" for him to use.

The pistol was square as a whole, like a flat wooden box, with only a circular opening at the top of one of them. Apart from the unexplained lines and lines on the surface of the gun body, there were no traces of magazine clips.

"Is this a pistol?" Jess picked it up and played with it, surprised: "It's actually made of wood, very light!"

"Wooden?" Ezreal snatched it into his hand to observe: "Then how does it prevent itself from being ignited by the energy brought by the bullet when it is ejected from the chamber? Huh? Doesn't this pistol need bullets? Why is it not used for reloading?" magazines?"

"Show me." Zevi asked for the pistol, turned it over and over again, and determined the material used for the gun: "This is a kind of wood unique to Ionia, called 'iron oak', which is very rare. In terms of texture, it is lighter and easier to transform than steel, and even more durable than iron products in some aspects. The only disadvantage is that it cannot be mass-produced, because the Ionians cannot artificially plant this iron oak , can only wait for it to grow naturally.”

As she said that, the pistol flipped a few times in her hand, and it was disassembled like building blocks, into several parts, and placed on the table.

Zevi picked up a square box and said, "This is the clip, but it can only hold four rounds of ammunition. As a firearm weapon, its ammunition capacity is extremely unqualified."

"As a former member of the elite equipment department, you are not qualified to say such a thing?" Marcus slapped the law enforcement officer's gun on the table, "Look at the weapon you gave, it only has two bullets , the power is not as good as the homemade firearms made by others!"

"I'm sorry, sir, the research and development of firearms is not in my control." Zewei shrugged, showing his helpless expression.

At this time, the sickly Victor squeezed into the crowd, pointed to the lines on the gun and said: "These marks are very similar to those runes on Hex's core. I guess they are also some kind of runes. It is the runes that allow such a simple firearm to have unimaginable power."

"Runes? Weapons?"

Jess exclaimed exaggeratedly: "This is really great, everyone~ Do you know what we are studying now? We are studying the taboos of Piltover! Magic! Weapons! Double taboo!"

"Stop pretending, Jess, aren't you the first among us to independently study taboos?" Marcus rolled his eyes: "Otherwise, where did Hextech come from?"

"I just made a start." Jess quibbled: "It is you, Marcus, who really promoted the birth of Hex technology."

"Leave that aside, Victor, how is your body?" Marcus looked at the sickly Victor.

Even with a cane, Victor looked a little unsteady, with the words 'coming soon' written all over his face.

"It's not a big problem." Victor coughed a few times and said, "After a whole night's rest, I feel much better."

Although he said this in his mouth, Marcos could still see the pessimism in his eyes.

"Don't worry, everything will be fine." Marcus patted him on the shoulder, implying: "Don't push yourself too hard."

"Well, I will." Victor stared at the pattern on the pistol for a while, then suddenly realized something, and hurried away: "I'm going to check the Hex core, the progress has been delayed all night We have to fix it as soon as possible.”

"Victor..." Jess called out, wanting Victor to rest and stop working so early.

"Let him go." Marcus said, "This is also an opportunity for him."

According to the direction of the original book, Victor did not accept the so-called "evolution" until his death because of the onset of the disease.

Marcos believes that Victor should be allowed to experience more, so that he can persuade him to join [Glorious Evolution] in the near future.

"Can you really cure him?" Jess asked worriedly, "Dr. Ryan told me after you left yesterday that Victor has less than half a year left."

half a year?

so long?
Marcos felt a chill in his heart, but don't think that everything is ready for him, Victor insisted on delaying the glorious evolution until half a year expired.

Then I will be busy in vain!

"Don't worry, when did I lie to you?" Marcos didn't answer directly, but instead asked Zevi: "Is there anything I can do for the Atlas glove project?"

Zevi put one hand on the table: "This is why I am willing to stay here and not work! Regarding Atlas gloves, I am going to make a new type of alloy, but... our research institute seems to be Lack of a furnace of sufficient power?"

As she spoke, she glanced at Jess.

Jess noticed Zevi's eyes and turned his head away, pretending not to see it.

"The furnace is easy to handle. There is one in the Tallis family's factory. I think Jess would be happy to help you with this." Marcus directly pulled the pretending Jess between the two of them.

Now, Jess could no longer pretend to be an outsider, so he had to compromise: "I can lend it to you, but I must be there!"

Zevi pursed his lips: "If you like to see a normal-looking bald woman sweating... then I don't mind."

Jess imagined the scene described by Zevi, shuddered for a moment, and waved his hands again and again: "Forget it, forget it, you can leave me the formula of the new alloy as a reward later."

"Then it's settled. I'll let you know when I'm going to use the furnace." Zevi turned and left with Ezreal who was seducing Catherine.

"What did that kid tell you just now?" Marcus asked in a low voice, "I think you two had a good chat?"

"It's nothing, he asked me when I have time and wanted to buy me a cup of coffee." Catherine turned her head and showed a disgusted expression: "I rejected it, I hate bitter things, even if they have milk and sugar in them!"

Marcus: "..."

I think you don't hate bitter things, but men, right?
Poor little Yize, totally unaware that he habitually flirts with a steel curvy girl.

"Ok?"

Marcos suddenly remembered that his plan this morning should be to go to Singed to pick up the potion that he talked about yesterday, which was delayed for a long time!
"Craig, where's the explosion?"

"There." Craig raised his hand and pointed.

Looking in the direction, Jinx was lying on the side of the Hexclaw project, fiddling with unfinished samples there boredly.

(End of this chapter)