"Let's solve the problem of Professor Feng Yibu first. You should still remember where his laboratory is, right?"
Reed asked the white-haired cat next to him. The white-haired cat was about the same size as him, but no one was walking upright now because he needed some disguise.
If he were to walk upright on the streets of Piltover, what awaited him would undoubtedly be the shackles of Piltover guards and various subsequent slice experiments.
Although his size may look a bit ridiculous, he can at least pretend to be a normal animal.
Reed had explained more than once to Mrs. Piltover who was talking to him that this guy was not a cat, but a new pet he had found from the Kumungu jungle.
Facing Reed's question, the white-haired cat nodded, saying that of course he remembered where Feng Yibu's laboratory was. He couldn't speak now, otherwise he would have too much fun.
And his fellow cats who failed to mutate have all been directed by him to go to Zaun through another road, another road that is more suitable for cats.
There may not be enough roads between Piltover and Zaun for humans, because most of them can only choose to take the "Screaming Elevator", but for animals, there are many accessible roads.
For an extremely flexible animal like a cat, the cliffs that separate Zaun and Piltover are not that steep, especially after they have been strengthened, it has become a fast passage.
Of course, the cliffs over there lead to the most chaotic and filthy neighborhood in the Zaun Ditch District. Almost no one lives in that kind of place, and only those who really can't survive will choose to settle there.
After all, under such a cliff, in addition to the various strange creatures that often appear, you also often receive gifts from Mrs. Piltover above.
All kinds of high-altitude objects, as well as some waste materials that cannot be processed or are very expensive to process, will be dumped to Zaun from there. Mrs. Piltover regards Zaun as their garbage dump. It is not a matter of a day or two.
.
However, those places are often visited by Zaun people. After all, what Mrs. Piltover sees as rubbish may be put to great use in the eyes of many Zaun people. There are many folk alchemy technology cultivation equipment in Zaun.
They are all made from materials found in these garbage.
The Zu'an Diggy District is a model of truly making the best use of everything. Although they are forced to do so because they have nothing, so if they want to live a better life, they must learn to use waste. "Gutter scavengers" are the majority of ancestors.
An Ren's part-time job can sometimes make a fortune.
"Oh! This is really a ferocious big cat. May I ask, are these mechanical legs a Hextech breeding suit? And this handsome prosthetic eye, it's so cool! Grandpa, this one of yours
Where did you find the cat, and which store made these Hextech breeding costumes?”
A little girl with purple hair blocked the way of Reed and the white-haired cat. She had an excited look on her face, a rare expression for her age. She was obviously very interested in the Hextech costume on the white-haired cat.
interest.
"Little girl, this is not something you should care about. At your age, you should go play football with the children."
Looking at the little person standing in front of him, who was shorter than himself, Reed reached out helplessly and rubbed her head. This girl looked like she was only five or six years old, but she turned out to be a naughty girl when she opened her mouth.
City people.
"Don't treat me like a child! I am the inventor who invented the world's first multi-frequency vibrating knife!"
Facing Reed's perfunctory approach, the little girl looked unconvinced. She didn't seem to be an ordinary Piltover child, which made Reed couldn't help but look at her carefully.
"Sorry, I don't know you."
Reed didn't remember who the other party was, but he must be a genius girl. Although the multi-cycle vibrating knife does not sound very practical, but at her age, she can have such inventions and creations, and she will definitely be able to do so in the future.
Will be an excellent inventor.
"Hmph! Forget it if you don't tell me, I will make it myself. I can make this kind of Hex technology at will, but you have to remember, my name is Zevi, and I will become Piltover in the future.
Husband is the best mechanic!"
The little girl curled her lips and glanced at the Hextech breeding suit on the white-haired cat a few more times. Then, after leaving a declaration, Sayazi ran into the crowd, as if she really wanted to go back and start making it.
"Your craftsmanship looks pretty good. It attracted a lot of people's attention along the way. Is that little girl famous just now? She does seem to be quite smart."
Reed smiled and shook his head. Sure enough, the customs and traditions of a city have a great impact on children.
The children of Piltover have grown up in a scientific atmosphere, and most of them will follow the path of science in the future. This is a benign inheritance.
The white-haired cat nodded again, seemingly telling Reed that the "young" female mechanic named Zevi was indeed famous, and even he, the cat, had heard of it.
"Human beings are indeed creatures full of possibilities."
Reed could only sigh softly. After all, she had become a well-known inventor in Piltover at the age of five. Could it be that she had started learning Hextech while she was still in her mother's womb? That might be a long way off.
Not enough.
"Zevi is a genius. The multi-frequency vibrating knife she invented has many merits. Many industrial machines have begun to apply related technologies. She should have earned huge patent fees. Although she invented the knife at the beginning, it was just
For a better cut of the sandwich.”
After passing through the downtown area of the lower city, the white-haired cat finally regained the freedom to speak. With fewer people around him, he naturally no longer has to be careful to hide. He only needs to pay a little attention.
So he briefly told Reed about the little girl Zevi, which made Reed even more emotional. Sure enough, the origin of all progress is due to laziness.
"I kept forgetting to ask, what's your name? You should have a name, right? You don't just have an experiment number or something, right?"
Reed asked the white-haired cat as he walked towards the "Screaming Elevator". They were about to take the "Screaming Elevator".
They had several Silver Wheels on them. Inspector J.S. Hannock contributed some, and the white-haired cat himself also had some. They could afford the cost of riding the "Screaming Lift". After all, that thing rides once.
It's actually very cheap and should only require a few copper wheels.