......Hearing the word, Victor immediately remembered his former partner, Jana.

As a naturally occurring form of energy, wind, or air currents, is indeed something that Zelath cannot directly manipulate or absorb.

Blowing Zelath away with a hurricane is theoretically possible, as long as the storm's energy level is large enough.

And with Jana at their disposal, these storms will only do minimal damage to Piltover.

But......

"Ordinary winds are not enough, we need storms that are strong enough to shake the sea." Victor said.

"So I asked you to build a real storm aggregator to change the surrounding weather and then let Jana take over the power." Jay Promise said conclusively.

"While I'm sure I'll be able to make a weather-changing device, we don't have enough power to activate it."

The clever woman was embarrassed to cook without rice, and Victor squinted at the crystal shard in Jeno's hand, if it was complete, it might be able to meet his requirements.

"What are these two people talking about? What kind of wind, Jana, why can't I keep up with the rhythm all of a sudden? ”

The sudden exchange between the two on the channel made Jace on the side look puzzled, was he the only one who couldn't understand what these two people were saying? What he knew about Jana was just a machine that could control the weather in Victor's theory, and Victor seemed to know more than he knew something he didn't know.

How can you say that two people study together and make progress together, but you secretly make up for the class.

Jace didn't pay attention to Jace's sudden interjection, and Victor would naturally explain it to him afterwards, and making a device that was enough to change the weather was not something that one person could easily do.

"This is the maximum trust I can trust you, just use this to build the Storm Aggregator and don't let me down." Jeno walked over to the workbench, and as he went, he removed the primordial crystal from the Super Electromagnetic Hand Cannon and gently placed it on the workbench.

Victor's eyes lit up, and the third hand on his back shoulder moved as he wished, grabbing the crystal and hovering it in front of his eyes to observe confidently.

Unbelievable, a complete primordial crystal!

This crystal may not be the size of an egg, but it represents the future.

"Leave it to me." Even in the middle of the night, Victor showed no signs of wanting to stop, grabbing a test tube with trembling hands, which contained a milky white liquid with tiny silver beads floating in the middle.

Victor threaded a thin needle into the test tube and pricked himself with the needle, injecting a silver bead under the skin behind the ear.

"Victor, if you're sleepy, go to sleep, and keep injecting that kind of implant into your body will cost you life."

Jace looked at what Victor had done and couldn't help but say more.

Those implants have been developed for a little time, and they can temporarily suppress emotions and feelings such as fear, fatigue, and pain, so that people have no weaknesses.

In other words, if an author is injected with this silver bead, he will become a ruthless codeword machine, and it is with this idea that Victor wants to turn himself into a ruthless scientific research machine.

Obviously, this thing is not without side effects, and long-term overdraft of bodily functions will only end up a short-lived ghost.

"Aren't you struggling with caffeine? The one who should rest is you, you are only a mortal in the flesh, and I have half a foot into eternity. ”

Hearing Victor's indifferent answer, Jace, who had just stretched out his hand to take a sip of coffee, retracted his hand again: "You are really tasteless." ”

Victor also heard Jace muttering, but he didn't care. Unmoved, he retrieved his discarded staff, and a spark of electricity erupted from his third hand, and in the blink of an eye, his entire steel face flickered in the brightness of the laser.

Jeno had quietly exited the old house with Ezreal at this time.

If he could, he also wanted to give the two of them a vacation.

But time did not allow them to relax, and the Oasis of Dawn was only a week away from Piltover, and now that they were halfway there, they had to prepare all their hole cards before Azil arrived.

……

"That's it, everyone can eat strong noodles tomorrow! Find a little more meat sauce to dip in, and I bet someone will burst into tears. ”

After Jeno tightened the last bolt, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After hours of intense work, he finally transformed the wheat cake press into a flour grinder.

By this time, it was early in the morning, and Colin had already taken refuge in the shelter because he couldn't stay up late; Ezreal hadn't returned, but had fallen asleep against the doorframe; Only Orianna was still with him.

"Is it really okay to eat until you cry? Then I'm going to give it a try. Oriana smiled at Jeno and wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief.

"Uh...... I'm just kidding, don't expect too much. ”

"It's okay, I just want to eat the noodles you cooked, it doesn't matter if it's good or not."

When Jeno was a student worker in the Colin Workshop, he used to cook, although only once, but it left a deep impact on Oriana, so that she always felt that Jeno's cooking skills would be much higher than her, in fact, it was only half a catty, but the freshness of the dishes added a lot of points to him, and of course, there was a good feeling or something.

In fact, Jeno is a person who is too lazy to cook, and these are just essential skills for living alone.

"Okay, I'll give you something to eat when the time comes." Jeno agreed without much thought, but as soon as the words came out, he felt that something was wrong. But the words are all spoken, and there is no way to take it back.

Fortunately, the simple-minded Orianna didn't think about it so much, and seeing her nodding as usual, Jeno secretly breathed a sigh of relief, it was really smooth.

"Oriana, let's go back."

"Okay."

As he spoke, Jeno woke up Ezreal, who seemed to be very uncomfortable from his rough and short sleep, and sat on the floor for a long time, and then burst into tears.

"Hey, you can go back to lying down and sleeping." Jeno said.

"Oh my God, what did you do!" Ezreal hid her face and wept bitterly.

"What did I do? I woke you up. Jeno thought Ezreal was just getting out of bed.

"Yes, why did you wake me up! I'm! Did you know that I was almost going to take Lux's hand! ”

"Wake up, don't dream, people are far away in Demacia, and you can only dare to act in your dreams." Jeno mocked mercilessly.

"Who's Lux?" Orianna wondered.

"Since you dream of it, it's the lover of your dreams." Jeno rolled his eyes and stepped over Ezreal's long, sad legs and left the workshop.

"Tsk." Oriana shook her head at Ezreal and followed.

It wasn't until the two of them walked a distance that Ezreal stood up in a decadent manner and left Starfire Alley with a sad face.

And after they left, the lights in the old house were still bright.