Chapter 133: The Lost Thing That Breeds Again

"This ...... How is this possible......"

On the side of the audience, Professor Everman, the master and craftsman researcher on the radio, didn't seem to have imagined that this little Lori would survive in such a situation. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Although the strength she displayed was once again completely beyond everyone's expectations, even a Grandmaster-level researcher had to deal with these twelve noble players with Hextech devices with an average level above the Superior Craftsman level.

"The Oleuk family, which mainly recruits mechanical researchers, the three contestants sent this time are almost all mechanical prosthetics that are close to the master craftsman level, and even the alloy metal level has reached level four, and with the mechanical transformers of the two Mesa families, such a combination can't even defeat her?!"

Xiao Lori, who looks less than thirteen or fourteen years old at this age, is her strength already at the level of a grandmaster?

She was...... Talented?!

Professor Everman couldn't help but have such a question in his mind.

In fact, whether it was Wang Hai or Baker, he originally didn't have much of an opinion on these two.

But after Wang Hai said that in public, Professor Everman, as a nobleman, and even a master and scientist who has always represented the aristocratic class, Wang Hai's words completely made his perception of this little Lori fall to the bottom.

'The masters of Picheng are those who work tirelessly for a better tomorrow, but they do not belong to the stupid and ignorant aristocracy. ’

He seemed to have foreseen how much shock this sentence would bring to the whole Piltover after today's game.

At the top of the Piltover class, he was well aware of the nastyness of the aristocracy.

After Parliament made the title of nobility hereditary, and the once-powerful nobles grew their families, the 'aristocracy' became a Piltover's signature ideology.

They control almost seventy percent of Piltover's precious resources, and their power to infiltrate the Pitover's Council determines almost all of Piltover's future development.

It can be said that the ten nobles represent the highest ruling class in Piltover, the 'city of progress and technology'.

However, this class is like a besieged city.

When Everman himself was just an ordinary craftsman in Piltover, he did have a grudge against the aristocracy.

Why is the precious research resources always tilted towards those nobles?

Why do those ordinary craftsmen who have worked hard all their lives end up with a noble young master born with a golden key?

Why is such a country called progressive and advanced so rotten in terms of ruling class and system, mixed with so many ulterior secrets and dirty things?

It's just that these problems, after he himself became a nobleman and really entered the superstructure of Piltover, disappeared and did not bother with it in the slightest.

Just because of this status of the nobleman, he also brought him endless benefits and benefits.

Only those who are nobles can understand what this status can bring them.

The innumerable riches, the beauties in the upper taverns of Zuan, and the awe-inspiring and envious gazes of the common people as he walked through the streets of Phi City, all made him taste for it.

Commanding.

These four words are a different kind of pleasure that he can't experience as an ordinary person.

At the same time, a large number of researchers with ordinary status may have to wait for a year and a half to obtain precious research materials, and he has them at his fingertips.

Unlike some of the artisan scientists who focus on scientific research, he craves more spiritual things.

Even if he hasn't had decent research results for a long time, he can always enjoy the best research room in the Omega Academy, let the best students in the academy work hard for him, and even forcibly take the achievements of his own students or assistants as his own in his own capacity.

Just because he is an aristocrat, a master craftsman-level Hex researcher with an aristocratic status.

This is the taste of power.

It's so fascinating that you can't help but want more.

'This little girl, she must die. ’

His brow furrowed, and Professor Everman's eyes were full of murderous intent.

The little girl can't be allowed to leave Room 1 alive.

Although he didn't think that this little girl would have much power in Piltover, he had a vague premonition in his heart that if she was allowed to return to Piltover alive again, this aristocratic 'paradise' would be turned upside down.

He secretly made a decision in his heart, but this master-level Hex scientist was not in a hurry at the moment.

Based on the information he had obtained, he didn't think that Lori and Baker would be able to defeat the twelve noble contestants.

To this day, he still feels that as he said at the beginning, these two people will definitely lose today.

The battle on both sides was in a confrontation, but there were still only some whispers in the audience.

The 30,000 Spectators of Piltover still haven't recovered from the words of the little Lori on the screen.

"Big Brother Baker, Sister Tiffany!! come on!! come on!!"

A delicate voice pierced the calm of the audience.

Kenny put his feet on his seat, his little face flushed, and shouted at the screen, "Don't lose to them! Don't lose to them!!"

Kenny took the lead, and the two dozen children took their seats, cheering loudly at the energy screen in the center of the audience, just like Kenny.

In the huge audience, the shouts of these immature children suddenly echoed.

The two men sitting in front of them froze.

Suddenly, they didn't know who to support at this moment.

Like the two of them, the 30,000 people of Piltover were also in a state of confusion at the moment.

Most of them were Pitover civilians.

In Pi City, there is a hut of his own, with a craft that allows him not to go hungry, and lives an ordinary life.

The aristocrats' rampant domineering and unstoppable pinch most of the resources of Picheng in their hands, they all saw it, but they never felt that there was anything wrong.

Because, this is the aristocracy.

That's what aristocrats should look like.

Compared to the Zuan people who lived in the dark valleys, they already felt very satisfied.

But, is that enough?

Many people who once came to the city with dreams and beliefs suddenly feel that in their hearts, those things that have disappeared are gradually growing again.

"Come on, these twelve people can't be your opponents!! come on!!"

The immature children's voice floats in everyone's heart.

In the monitoring bungalow, Victor, who was still standing silently in the corner, kept his eyes locked on the little Lori on the screen.

"Light ...... Is it?"

No expression can be seen under the thick glass lenses that reflect the blue light of the energy screen.