Time and Space Tavern

Chapter 677 Great Inventor
Half a day later, Karthus reappeared in the Time and Space Tavern.

He holds a hat in his hand.

It was a sea-blue pointed hat, but inside it was wrapped a raging flame.

It is the death cap of the World Destroyer, and the burning flame is an unyielding will, and it is also Morello's will!
Wearing this peaked hat, you can gain Morello's power, but at the same time, you will be invaded by his will.

In the past, Karthus took this into consideration and hid the hat, but now he took it out when he found that he needed more space-time coins.

Although this would make Morello's final will disappear from the continent of Valoran, it was a good thing for Karthus, not to mention that he had already found enough reasons.

After entering the Time and Space Tavern, the flame of will on the hat became milder.

When Karthus traded this god-level 5-star treasure worth 6 million space-time coins to the space-time tavern, and at the same time spent 10 billion space-time coins to release the contract on himself, Qiao Mu entered the room accompanied by Caitlin and Rambo. Inside a small shop in Piltover.

The shop is crowded in a narrow alley, with almost no passenger flow, and there is no conspicuous signboard on the flat door.

"It's here. I've found someone to find out. The owner here is a guy named Heimerdinger." Caitlin said, "He often sells some weird things."

Her tone was a little strange.

Had it not been for the envy, jealousy and pretended disdain Rambo displayed when he heard the word "Heimerdinger", Kaitlyn even thought that Qiao Mu had made a mistake.

"Why is such a great inventor, well-known among the yordles, unknown in Piltover?" Caitlin thought.

A bit of complexity flashed in her eyes, and she secretly said: "Prejudice is really a terrible thing."

Looking at this somewhat dire environment, Rambo's mood became a little delicate.

Heimerdinger was an inventor who was famous throughout Bandle City a long time ago. He has a high status among the yordles. He went to Piltover in pursuit of higher technology.

Over the years, although he seldom returned to the gathering place of the yordles, some of his inventions were continuously sent back, making many people regard him as an idol, and it was often mentioned that he was in this advanced What a prominent position in a civilized city.

Now it seems that all this is clearly bragging, and Heimerdinger's life is not as good as everyone thinks.

"No wonder I haven't heard anyone talk about him in Dapi City for so long. It turns out that he has no status in this city at all!" Rambo thought.

Instead of gloating, he felt sad.

Heimerdinger, the genius among the yordles, has been so miserable, so what about him?
"This is really a society that is not friendly to yordles!" Rambo clenched his fists.

Pushing open the half-closed door, several people entered.

The world inside the door was as narrow and embarrassing as they expected. Opposite it was a dilapidated wooden counter, and behind it was a pile of dilapidated machinery and a crude workbench.

Beside the counter, there is a small sign with a few words written crookedly on it - Heimerdinger Instrument Repair Shop.

When the three entered, a man at the workbench turned his head.

He has short chestnut hair and a beard on his face. He looks no different from any ordinary mechanical repairman.

But in Qiao Mu's vision, this guy is just like the original Rambo, a "little guy" in disguise.

"Hi, Heimerdinger." Rambo said, stepping forward.

Heimerdinger looked a little stunned. He first looked at Rambo, and then quickly passed his gaze to Qiao Mu and Caitlin.

When he saw Caitlin, he was instinctively nervous.

It was obvious that the great inventor knew the female police chief.

"Who are you and what's the matter?" Heimerdinger put down his work and stepped forward.

When he was in front of Rambo, he whispered, "What are you doing?"

Rambo puffed up his chest slightly, and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Joe and Miss Caitlin are not bad people."

Caitlin put down the gun in her hand and walked around the small shop by herself.

When she saw a small box-like thing with strange lines engraved on its surface, she asked curiously, "What is this? A model?"

As she spoke, Caitlin reached out and touched it.

Heimerdinger changed color in shock and shouted, "No, don't touch it!"

But he shouted a little late.

Caitlin had already touched the small box, and just as her finger touched the "small box", a cannon barrel popped out of it like lightning, and a terrifying energy surged out of the cannon barrel.

Caitlin's complexion changed suddenly, and when the shell was about to be fired, her figure suddenly disappeared.

The cannonball finally landed on the counter beside it, bombarding it to pieces, creating a huge gap along with the outer wall.

There were screams from the street outside, some people begged for help in horror, some people cursed angrily...

Heimerdinger pointed at Rambo and shouted angrily: "Look at the people you brought..."

After saying a few words, his anger turned into sorrow, he hugged his head and squatted on the ground, shouting: "It's over, it's all ruined now!"

The shock in Rambo's eyes disappeared, and he suddenly felt sympathetic to this guy.

Caitlin appeared from where she was, and seeing the messy scene around her, she patted her large chest with lingering fear, then turned her gaze to the small cannon carriage that looked like a small box, and said, "What a delicate thing!" , its power is really good."

Heimerdinger raised his head and instinctively wanted to yell "Idiot", but when he saw Caitlin's face, he shut his mouth again.

But when he saw another human man touching the small mobile turret he had just developed, he finally couldn't help shouting: "Don't touch it!"

Qiao Mu grabbed that thing in his hands.

Its size is like a small suitcase, but there is a lot of power in it.

Qiao Mu could clearly sense that this power was the same as the rifle in Caitlin's hand, it was the power of Hex technology.

Seeing that he grabbed the small turret but did not activate its automatic guard function, Heimerdinger blinked, wondering: "Could it be wrong?"

Rambo curled his lips and said, "That's Mr. Joe!"

"Mr. Joe? Who is he?" Heimerdinger asked.

He searched his memory, but he still couldn't find any information about this Mr. Qiao.

"Is he from Demacia or Noxus? Or the magical Ionia?" Heimerdinger thought.

When he heard the guard's voice from outside, his face changed again: "Oops, let's hide."

(End of this chapter)