"How did it become 3 Gimhae? Usually it's 1 gold sea, how can you take advantage of the danger of people to sit on the ground and raise the price! ”

Jeno looked through the glass, it turned out that the man in the overalls was arguing with the mercenary police just now, and he finally managed to scrape together enough 1 gold sea to buy a ticket for his son, but this sudden price change caught him off guard.

"Special treatment in special periods, you still can't go up?" The mercenary said impatiently.

"Please, let my child go up, he's only seven years old and doesn't weigh much." The man bent his back and prayed, but was kicked by the mercenary policeman.

"No, this is the rule set by the Baron, want to go up? A person pays 3 gold seas, and whoever comes is the same. If you don't have money, go back and get it. ”

The mercenary waved his electric rod and tried to dislodge the man and drag him down, and the crowd rioted.

"Damn the alchemy baron, he actually took advantage of this time to make a refugee fortune, this is simply trying to drive the poor people of Zuan crazy."

Some of the people in the crowd who also couldn't sit down and screamed shouted, but many more dared to be angry.

Zaun is an open and chaotic city-state with no government to administer, and the alchemy barons control the economic lifeblood of most of the Zaun people, so to speak, they are the representatives of the law of Zaun, and they divide and control Zaun, and do whatever they want in this polluted iron and glass city.

Seeing that the electric rod was about to hit head-on, the man shouted:

"Wait, I used my respiratory equipment to get the ticket, this thing is worth 5 gold seas! Please, let my child sit and scream! ”

The man, who had been working in the toxic ditch for a long time, was weak and would have died if he had been taken out of the breathing equipment, but there was nothing he could do about it, his children needed this ticket more than he did.

He also thought about giving his breathing apparatus to his son, but it was too big for his child to wear.

"Who wants your broken glass cans! Get out and change money and come back, it stinks. The mercenary officer scolded unceremoniously.

There was hardly anyone wanted this bulky device, and even if it was sold by chance, it would take a lot of time, and it was almost impossible for his son to make it to that point.

"Dad, I'm so sleepy, let's go, let's go back to see Mom, Mom is still sleeping."

The innocent little boy hugged the man's thigh tightly, and a childish speech directly crushed the man's fragile heart, he collapsed in front of the person and cried directly, tears turned into misty water vapor in the glass helmet, and the cry echoed in the helmet, who can understand the bitterness in his heart.

"No, don't, Gisber, you can't fall asleep now!" The man picked up the limp boy and sobbed.

Seeing that Oriana was about to move, Jeno pressed her directly against the glass.

"Don't give the mask to the little boy, we're not out of danger right now, it's a warning!"

"But...... That father was so pathetic. Oriana stared at the weeping stranger.

"It's late, do you see the dried blood under the little boy's nose? That means that he has been poisoned deeply and will not survive. If you become like that, imagine how sad your father would be? ”

"Then I'll help him pay for the ticket." Oriana shuddered and gritted her teeth.

"You can only let the little boy die alone in a strange place, it is better to let him die in his father's arms, at least there is some sense of security."

"Is there no way?"

"Let him go to Victor and maybe save him." Jeno touched his chin and said uncertainly.

"Victor? I've heard my father say that the mad genius scientist who was expelled from the academy for his theory was too anti-human rights! Maybe he could really save the kid. ”

In recent years, Hex's augmentation has become popular in Zaum, a method of transforming human diseased organs into a machine, which solves the pain of Zaun people and helps them better adapt to the harsh working environment.

For example, to work as a cleaner in a toxic gutter, you'd better have a pair of robotic arms that are invincible, and some people will even sacrifice intact arms to replace them with enhanced prosthetics suitable for the job in order to get this high-paying job.

Similarly, as long as the little boy's diseased organs are "enhanced", then he may survive, but the enhancement of organs is much more dangerous than the limbs, so Jeno is not so sure.

Victor is one of the most skilled of the modders, but there is some controversy about his alterations, which is that they remove the emotions of the transformed.

Abandoning fear, irritability and other emotions can certainly improve work efficiency, but if you lose your seven emotions and six desires, can you still be called a human being? If the little boy had undergone Victor's augmentation surgery, would he have been able to rejoice for the rest of his life if he had survived?

The cabin was crowded, and Oriana tried to get out of the cabin several times and ask the man to seek Victor's help, but she couldn't leave the place for half a step, and even shouting couldn't penetrate the cramped space.

Seeing that the scream was about to close the hatch, she could only unwillingly smash the innocent glass with her small fist, constantly regretting why she hadn't thought of a way to save people earlier.

Jeno understands this feeling, just like when he was playing with a wet nurse, he was just about to give a mouthful of milk to his bloodless teammate, and he saw him suddenly die in front of his eyes, the composition of which is almost the same, unwillingness, regret, self-blame, etc...... It's just that the intensity is different, and the former is particularly intense.

"Well, I'll try."

Under Oriana's puzzled gaze, Jeno took out a piece of the bluebird poplar amulet from his pocket, held it in his palms with both hands, and began to pray:

"The bluebird that flies freely in the mist, guide me on the way!"

"Zaun's patron saint, merciful Jana, I call you in the name of my mother! Manifest your spirits! ”

"Tempest! Listen to me! ”

"Heaven and Earth Mountain (3) Qing (Qing), Taoism is impermanent, Mandarin (Yuan) Yang (Yang) into the body!"

“……”

"What are you doing?" Orianna was confused at the moment, she first saw that Jeno was still religiously reverently reciting something she could understand, but nothing happened, and then the more she read it, the more hideous her expression became, and she began to dance and say something she did not understand.

"Ahem, don't interrupt me, I've got a feeling!"

"Oh, I thought you were poisoned...... There are some people who show symptoms of rabies after being poisoned, start talking gibberish, and then attack the people around them like crazy, and I'm worried about you. ”

Oriana said worriedly.

"I'm fine."

Jeno just glanced at her and closed his eyes, begging for a response from Zaun's patron saint, Storm Fury Jana, but he had no experience with prayer at all, so he just scribbled on a flurry of English listening and then doing a multiple-choice question, and he might have chosen the correct answer after a tick.

However, this did not get a response from Cana, even though he had the medium of the amulet.

According to his perception of Jana, this is a very weak and disappearing god, such a god needs the power of faith very much, as long as he can contribute a little bit of faith, Cana is likely to manifest.

So this alien atheist, ready to try to believe in the existence of Jana for the first time, the first step is to close his eyes, eliminate external interference, let go of the handkerchief covering his mouth and nose, and feel the flow of breath between his nose.

But this action seemed like crazy to Oriana!

Don't you want to die?

Born in the technologically advanced city of Piltover, she was instilled with the idea that 'science and technology are the primary productive forces' from an early age, and the natives of Piethorn are atheists.

She hadn't even heard of any gods in Zu'an, Zu'an, like Picheng, was also a technologically advanced city-state, how could there be a superstitious person like Jeno?

In order to communicate with the gods who did not exist, take the initiative to accept poison gas?

It's not scientific! Not Hex at all!

Orianna hurriedly blocked Jeno's mouth and nose with her palm, but Jeno didn't stop praying, his chapped and peeling lips quivered, and there was a touch like a blade scraping the palm of his hand.

"Listen to my call, O wind!"

Jeno called out softly, subconsciously licking his chapped lips.