"Why did it change to 3 gold seas? It's usually 1 gold sea. How could you take advantage of others' danger and raise the price!"

Geno looked through the glass and saw that it was the man in overalls who was arguing with the hired police officer. He finally managed to collect 1 gold to buy a ticket for his son, but the sudden price change caught him off guard and panicked him.

"Special treatment during special times, why don't you go up?" the hired policeman said impatiently.

"Please let my child go up. He is only seven years old and cannot weigh much." The man prayed with his back bent, but was kicked by the hired policeman.

"No, this is a rule set by the Baron. If you want to go up, you will pay 3 gold and sea for each person's head. It doesn't matter who comes. If you don't have any money, go back and get the money."

The mercenary policeman waved his electric cane to drive the man away, and if he dragged him down, the crowd would riot.

"The damn Alchemist Baron actually took advantage of this time to make a fortune from refugees. This is simply driving the poor people of Zaun crazy."

Some people in the crowd who could not afford to sit still and screamed cursed, but more people dared to be angry and dare not speak.

Zaun is an open and chaotic city-state without government management. The alchemy barons control the economic lifeline of most Zaun people. It can be said that they are the representatives of Zaun's law. They carve up and control Zaun. In this city full of

The polluted city of iron and glass does whatever it wants.

When the electric cane was about to strike, the man shouted:

"Wait a minute, I used my breathing equipment to pay for the ticket. This thing is worth 5 gold seas! Please let my child sit in the screamer!"

This man who has been working in highly toxic ditches for a long time is weak and will definitely die if he is separated from the breathing equipment, but there is nothing he can do about it. His children need this ticket more than he does.

He also thought about putting his own breathing device on 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 again. It's disgusting." The hired policeman scolded him unceremoniously.

There are few people who want this kind of bulky work equipment. Even if it is sold by chance, it will take a lot of time. It is almost impossible for his son to survive until that time.

"Dad, I'm so sleepy. Let's go. Let's go back and see mom. Mom is still sleeping."

The innocent little boy hugged the man's thigh tightly, and his childlike words directly broke the man's fragile heart. He collapsed in front of others and cried directly. The tears turned into misty water vapor in the glass helmet, and the cry

Echoing in the helmet, who can understand the bitterness in his heart.

"No, no, Gisper, you can't sleep now!" The man picked up the boy who was limp and sobbing non-stop.

Seeing that Orianna was about to move, Geno directly pressed her against the glass.

"Don't give the mask to that little boy, we are not out of danger yet, this is a warning!"

"But... that father is so pitiful." Orianna looked at the crying stranger helplessly.

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

"Then I'll pay for the ticket for him." Orianna gritted her teeth as her body trembled.

"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 he will have some sense of security."

"Is there no other way?"

"Let him go find Victor and maybe he can be saved." Geno touched his chin and said uncertainly.

"Victor? I heard from my father, that crazy genius scientist who was expelled from the academy because his theories were too anti-human rights! Maybe he can really save that child."

In recent years, the Hex body augmentation technique has become very popular in Zaun. This method of transforming diseased human organs into machines has effectively solved the pain of the Zaun people and helped them better adapt to the cruel working environment.

For example, to work as a cleaner in a highly toxic ditch, you'd better have a pair of mechanical arms that are invulnerable to poison. In order to get this high-paying job, some people even sacrifice their intact arms and replace them with augmented prosthetics suitable for work.

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

Victor is the most skilled among the many transformers, but his transformation has some controversy, that is, it will eliminate the emotions of the person being transformed.

Abandoning fear, irritability and other emotions can certainly improve work efficiency, but without the seven emotions and six desires, can we still be called a human being? If the little boy accepts Victor's enhancement surgery, and if he survives, can he be happy for the rest of his life?

The cabin was crowded with people. Orianna tried several times to get out of the cabin and let the man seek help from Victor, but she was unable to move even half a step away from where she was. Even her shouting could not penetrate the cramped space.

Seeing the scream, she was about to close the cabin door. Anxiously, she could only punch the innocent glass a few times with her small fists, constantly regretting why she didn't think of a way to save people earlier.

Jeno understands this feeling. It’s like the feeling when you were about to give a mouthful of milk to a teammate who was still alive when you were playing nanny, and saw him suddenly die suddenly in front of you. It has similar components, including unwillingness, regret, self-blame, etc.

However, the degree of intensity is different, and the former is particularly intense.

"Oh, let me try."

Under Orianna's puzzled gaze, Geno took out an old bluebird poplar amulet from his pocket, held it in the palm of his hands and placed it on his chest and began to pray:

"The blue bird flying freely in the mist, guide me on the way forward!"

"The patron saint of Zuan, the compassionate Janna, I call you in the name of my mother! Reveal your spirit quickly!"

"Strong wind! Listen to my orders!"

"The mountains of heaven and earth (three) are green (clear), the Tao is impermanent, and the mandarin (yuan) duck (yang) enters the body!"

"..."

"What are you doing?" Orianna was confused at the moment. She first saw Geno reciting something religiously that she could understand, but nothing happened. Then the more he read, the more ferocious his expression became, and he started dancing.

, saying something she didn’t understand.

"Ahem, don't interrupt me, I'm feeling something!"

"Oh, I thought you were poisoned... Some people will show symptoms of rabies after being poisoned, start talking nonsense, and then attack people around them crazily. I am very worried about you."

Orianna said worriedly.

"I'm fine."

Geno just glanced at her and then closed his eyes. He was begging for a response from Zaun's patron saint, Janna, the Fury of the Storm, but he had no experience in praying at all, so he just thought about it randomly, as if listening to

It’s like listening to a section of English and then taking multiple-choice questions. You may choose the correct answer after just checking the boxes randomly.

But this won't get a response from Janna, even if he has the medium of amulet.

Based on his understanding of Janna, this is a very weak god who is about to disappear. Such a god needs the power of faith very much. As long as he can contribute a little power of faith, Janna will most likely appear.

So this outsider atheist is going to try to believe in the existence of Janna 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 looks like crazy to Orianna!

Don't want to die?

Born in Piltover, a technologically advanced city, she was indoctrinated in the idea that "science and technology are the primary productive forces" since she was a child. The natives of Piltover are all atheists.

She had never even heard of any gods appearing in Zaun under her feet. Zaun, like Piltover, was also a technologically advanced city-state. How could there be such a superstitious person like Geno?

In order to communicate with the imaginary gods, take the initiative to accept poisonous gas?

This is not scientific! This is not Hexian at all!

Orianna quickly blocked Geno's mouth and nose with the palm of her hand, but Geno did not stop praying for this. His chapped and peeling lips trembled, and there was a touch like a blade gently scraping his palm.

"Wind, listen to my call!"
Chapter completed!