When Li Luo opened his eyes, he found himself in a thick fog.

Green smoke, to be exact.

Dizzy! That was his first feeling, followed by a dry mouth and a tight throat, as if he had swallowed a flame.

It's a poisonous mist!

Li Luo hurriedly covered his mouth and nose and ran aimlessly on the street with visibility of less than 5 meters, trying to leave the area shrouded in poisonous fog.

Confused, he walked a few steps and found himself on a street, a street at all, and he thought that it would soon become a mass grave.

It's a city of steel and stained glass, clinging to the side of a canyon, and looking up you can only see a dim glimmer of sky, followed by an endless mist, and a looming oxidized rust of steel towers.

The railings of the circular stairs on both sides of the street are covered with rust, and green waste liquid is constantly flowing from the cracks of the sewer mouths, which quickly evaporates and melts into the smoke.

Many people coughed violently in the poisonous mist, sat on the ground, breathing breathlessly, and some who were still conscious, as if frantically rummaging through the pockets of the dead, took out a few dirty coins from them, and kissed them vigorously, as if they saw hope of getting out of hell.

I wanted to find some water to moisten my clothes to cover my mouth and nose, but I only saw the foul-smelling industrial waste liquid bubbling green in the gutter.

There are dead people everywhere, and people who are dying.

His head ached, and a memory that didn't belong to him was turned over, and he realized that this was Zuan.

"Zaun?! Cities in the game? ”

Li Luo's face was green, how could he cross inexplicably.

He possessed a street child from Zaun, an orphan named Jeno.

Jeno's memories are very confusing.

His father, a slave miner, died in the collapse of the mine, when Jeno was only 5 years old, and a few years later, the mother of the underground boxer died in a black boxing match for money.

Then Jeno took a few silver coins that his mother had exchanged for his life, settled down on the street, and became a lonely scavenger.

What the scavengers have to do every day is to pick out the slightly valuable things in the garbage heaps of the Zu'an ditch, such as screws, bottle caps, bloody bone knives, etc., and accumulate them in exchange for dry food and bread.

But even if you live such a humble life, there will be people who will come out to bully you and oppress you, and it is not uncommon for scavengers to rob each other, and young Jeno can only be the one who is robbed.

Until today, there was an earthquake! Then the poisonous gas spread out from nowhere, so that the entire lower layer of Zu'an was shrouded in poisonous mist!

And to leave Zaun, you have to take a screaming elevator to the city above Zaun - Piltover.

But most of the people who live in the lower gutter can't afford to take the lift. They could only hold the stained rags and cover their mouths and noses vigorously, praying that they would survive the catastrophe.

Most of the scavengers who used to bully Jeno died in the poisonous mist, even Jeno himself.

At this point, the memories were completely fused, and Li Luo's soul was already able to control Jeno's body freely, and he immediately chose a direction and ran out.

If you continue to stay in such an environment, you will definitely die again!

"Nightmare start! As soon as it came up, it was a countdown to death. "Li Luo is miserable, he should be called Jeno now.

The discomfort in his lungs prompted him to run aimlessly, just looking for a chance of life, until the sound of the engine caught his attention.

He saw a cyborg with three arms, directing a swarm of steam robots to carry the wounded into their bloated belly space.

"Victor the Welder and his robot troops......"

Jeno instantly recognized the people in front of him.

"Discovery...... Vital Signs...... Implement...... Capture ......" An intermittent mechanical sound sounded, and one of the robots closest to Jeno suddenly spewed out steam, and then Jeno was grabbed by a mechanical claw and dragged in front of the robot in the air.

Q?

This was Jeno's first thought, but he didn't expect that his first skill after crossing was the robot's Q, which was so fast that he couldn't dodge it at all.

"Hello! My name is...... Britz! You're poisoned! You need help! ”

The robot held the frightened Jeno and greeted him "warmly", and the eyes made of two lenses, one large and one small, flashed with white light.

"Hello, my name is Jeno ......"

Jeno replied with a wincing face.

The robot in front of me was noticeably older than the others, its metal shell was rusty and tarnished, and it looked like the same model as the other robots, but the production date could be earlier.

They are basically the same in appearance, with a body and head like rice balls, retractable spring hands, and a pair of short legs that can only step on small steps.

An infrared-like ray swept towards Jeno, giving him an unobstructed view of his physical condition, and Jeno turned his head to see that the ray was emitted by the mechanical arm on Victor's shoulder, and he was walking quickly towards him.

Victor has greatly mechanized his body, his limbs and facial features are all covered under cold steel, and a mechanical arm is mounted on his right shoulder that can shoot lasers.

He didn't bring his Hex's core staff, I don't know if it was simply not brought or if it hadn't been made yet.

"Mild symptoms of poisoning, Britz, put him down! We have more important things to do! ”

Victor's eyes under the mask are dark and deep, and his appearance and indifferent voice give Jeno a huge sense of oppression, which would be a proper villain if he were placed in a movie.

"He's poisoned!" Britz stressed.

"It's not that serious, as long as he leaves the range of the poisonous fog in time, he still has the possibility of self-healing, and what we want to save are those who are dying!"

Victor's tone was irrefutable, colder than a robot's voice.

"But...... I think...... We should ...... Help...... All...... People in need. ”

"We only have a limited number of people we can help, we have to prioritize helping those who are deeply poisoned, Britz, and sometimes you need to give up some of the less important people."

"What do you mean...... That's right, so ...... I ...... to you Favor...... Only ...... are left 30%…… 29% up, continue to reduce the ......"

Hearing Victor's words, Britz gently lowered his arm to the ground and let Jeno walk down.

"Feelings are useless, throw them away as soon as possible and devote yourself wholeheartedly to the work in front of you."

Victor scanned the surrounding ruins, checking for a life reaction, and said to Jeno:

"Child, while you are still conscious, you should look elsewhere for help."

"You've been delayed for a long time, and if I were you, I'd be out of here right away."

Victor didn't pay much attention to Jeno and began to direct the robot again.

"Let's get out of here." Britz nudged Jeno with his large, boxy hand that looked like giant fries, and though it didn't show any expression, Jeno could tell it was reluctant and unhappy.

"Good ......," Jeno waved goodbye to Britz.

"By the way, you should go and leave Zu'an as soon as possible, there is no way to ride without money, although it is dangerous, but it is much better than suffocating in poison gas."

Before parting, Victor gave Jeno a piece of advice.

"Thank you for your advice, Mr. Victor."

The name of this three-handed strange man is well known in Zaun, and Jeno himself has often heard of it.

For some Zaun people, Victor was a pioneer of a new technological era, inventing automation that would reduce the accident rate in the workshop to zero.

His skills have saved hundreds of lives, but his help also comes with risks, as his methods of saving lives often lead to unintended results.

For example, a doctor with only one broken leg is sawed off by Victor and fitted with two mechanical prosthetics, or he or she is 'treated' and finds that he has lost his joy and sorrow.

However, if you are at your wit's end, then Victor is your only option.

"It seems that the characters in these games are not so difficult to get along with."

Under Britz's gaze, Jeno walked away quietly and briskly, toward the location of the screaming elevator in his memory.

He wouldn't want Victor to help him if he could.