Battle of the Twin Cities: The Ninth Councilor

Chapter 154 Clockwork Demon - Orianna

In the end, after careful consideration, Marcos decided to equip Tucci with a crossbow and a dagger as weapons.

Just one close and one far away ensured Tucci's combat effectiveness in the group of rats while not giving it too much force.

After listening to Marcus's suggestion, Tucci felt that the boss had mind reading skills.

How did he know that his favorite weapons were these two?
God!

The image of Marcus in Tucci's heart became more and more mysterious, and a sense of awe emerged spontaneously.

"Although the weapon given to you is not very complicated, it still takes some time to make. You go to collect the rats first, and come to the research institute on time every evening to report the progress to me. If the weapon is ready, I will hand it over to you by the way." Kesi looked at Tucci's whole body, waved his hand and said, "Find yourself a suit of clothes before you go to work, preferably the kind that can make others see through your identity."

"Yes, boss." Tucci slipped out of the door on all fours.

The appearance of a mouse-eye, still can't get rid of the shadow of being a mouse population.

As soon as Tucci left, the door of the pharmacy room was opened again, and Zevi walked in.

"Is there something wrong?" Marcos is really envious of Zavina's inexhaustible energy. He has not slept all night, but he still maintains a lively work efficiency, which is comparable to when he was an anchor before.

"Well." Zevi said: "The three pairs of gloves samples you asked for can be made this afternoon. It just so happens that I came to you for the gloves."

"Tell me."

"There is no big problem with the Atlas boxing gloves as samples or initial use, but there are some flaws in the design of this project at the beginning of research and development..." Seeing Marcus showing a confused expression, Zevi explained: " It is not a functional defect, but it is a pair of gloves and has defects in appearance design.

Simply put, you can understand that it does not conform to human mechanics, and long-term use will cause damage to the human body.

However, there are no experts in this field in the research institute, and it is impossible to start improving it for a while, so can you recruit a practitioner in a related industry as a consultant? "

"There are still flaws in the design of the glove?" Marcus frowned: "Didn't I give you the blueprint?"

The drawings exchanged from the system should be in perfect form, and there should be no defects.

"Um... well..." Zevi was embarrassed for a short moment, and finally said the truth: "Actually, we lack relevant technical personnel for some joint parts in the drawings...

Of course, it’s not that we can’t do it, it’s just that we forcibly make it according to our understanding, and we can’t achieve the perfect shape described in the drawings. "

"Hey, if you had said that earlier, wouldn't I have understood?" Marcus roughly understood Zevi's request, thought for a moment and said, "Leave this matter to me, and I will recruit relevant people in a few days." Before that, you can assist others to complete the work, or...continue to help Catherine transform her big gun."

Zevi is a standard workaholic, she does not need to be assigned by Marcus, she will take the initiative to find something to do.

Even Jess would be a little ashamed to mention Zevi's enthusiasm for scientific research and invention.

"Do you have any talent in making mechanical joint parts?"

After Zevi left, Marcos touched his chin and thought about it.

Talents in this area are almost all concentrated in the bottom city of Zaan. Accidents often occur in the lowest mine fissures, and these accidents have created a large number of disabled workers.

In order to keep these labor forces, Zaun began to develop related mechanical prosthetic technology hundreds of years ago, and now this technology is relatively mature.

The left arm of Sevica, the most capable general around Silko, is a prosthetic limb made and installed using this technology, which hardly affects her daily life, and can even greatly increase her ability in combat.

However, it is obviously unrealistic for Marcos to go to Dicheng to recruit experts in this field.

Not to mention those experts have long been monopolized by Zaan's high-level executives and are firmly in their hands.

Even if there are independent researchers, with their extreme hatred towards Piltover, Marcus doesn't think he can get even a high-end talent from Zaun's signature.

An outlier like Victor is a rarity after all, and there are not many of them.

As for Piltover...

"There is also an expert." Marcus thought of a person—Colin Levik!

Speaking of this name, many people will feel unfamiliar.

But when it comes to his daughter's name, all players who play the game League of Legends will be familiar with it.

That is: [Clockwork Demon - Orianna Levik]

Another hero related to Hextech!
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Piltover Shopping Street is not too far from the busiest Stellar Avenue, and the traffic is relatively dense.

Seraphine's video store opened in a relatively remote place on this street, and the business is still enough for the family of three to live a relatively affluent life.

Among all kinds of shops, there is such a shop.

Or... workshop.

There is not any daily necessities that the residents can use every day, but it is full of luxurious and exquisite dolls.

Entering here, you may feel fear because of the 'uncanny valley effect'.

But you will also be amazed by the exquisiteness of those dolls.

The boss who runs this workshop is a gentle middle-aged man and his young, lovely and kind daughter.

Colin concentrated on calibrating the joints of a puppet. This puppet was personally ordered by a nobleman in Piltover, so there must be no sloppy.

And Colin didn't allow the things in his hands to have even the slightest flaw.

His daughter Orianna assisted and learned some related skills and handicrafts by the way.

click.

With a soft sound, Colin finally breathed a sigh of relief, and a trace of satisfaction appeared in his eyes.

He has done this kind of work countless times, but every time he still has a sense of tension in his heart, because the dolls he makes are different every time.

Even though some of them may look identical, the underlying structures can be vastly different.

"When will I have the skills of your father and become a qualified master puppet maker?!" Orianna looked at the puppet just completed, her eyes full of longing.

My father's craftsmanship is incomparable in my entire life. The dolls born from my father are not so much dolls as they are works of art, and they are priceless treasures!

And the dolls I made...

Orianna looked back at the golden puppet that she had made half by herself, with a large number of brass gears exposed in the air, and sighed deeply.

Compared with the works of art made by his father, the puppet made by himself... even if it is only a semi-finished product, the difference can be seen.

It's as if his father can give life to dolls, but he can only make ordinary dolls.

"Don't be discouraged, Orianna." Colin comforted softly: "I believe that one day you will be able to make the greatest mechanical doll in the world! I always believe that you can do it!"

"You have been saying this for several years." Orianna was a little annoyed: "But my first doll is still a half-finished product!"

"You just lack inspiration." Colin thought for a while, and suggested: "I know that your favorite "Swan Lake" will be staged in the theater tonight. Don't you like to watch those dancers dance the most? Let's meet again tonight." Go see it once?"

Speaking of "Swan Lake", Orianna's eyes sparkled with starlight, she put all her troubles behind her, and happily tiptoed and performed a standard ballet step: "That's a deal!"

She likes watching those stage plays, and she prefers the stories from afar told by the dancers with their body and dance.

Even if she has seen it countless times, it still does not prevent her from being fascinated by it.

Stage plays and puppets?

Orianna loves both.

She even wants to combine two of her favorite things to create a dancing puppet.

To this end, she worked tirelessly.

"Tonight, go to see Swan Lake!~"

Orianna imitated the steps in her memory, turning beautiful circles one after another, humming a beautiful melody with her crisp voice.

When turning to the door of the store, the door was suddenly opened from the outside, and Orianna bumped into the customers who walked in from outside.

Marcus had sharp eyes and quick hands, and supported Orianna from below with his right arm, and asked softly, "Excuse me, is this the workshop of Master Colin Levik?"

Orianna stabilized her body in panic, and looked up at Marcos. The afternoon sun shone through the glass doors and windows and shone on his face, as if coating him with a layer of golden divine light.

It is also like the 'spotlight' that only the protagonist can have in a stage play, which sets off his charming temperament.

The girl's cheeks turned red immediately, like a fresh and delicious red apple, exuding an attractive color and aroma.

(End of this chapter)