Cyberzaun, Machinarium

Honestly, even though the Chem-Baron had seen it beforehand, given Jinx's reputation in Zaun, the fact that she spoke in a pinched voice and delivered such a long, hopeful and upbeat speech still gave some people who knew her a creepy feeling.

After listening to the invitation, Enoch rubbed his head in confusion. After thinking for a few seconds, he asked uncertainly: "Is this a threat? Because it sounds too much like a conspiracy."

"Can we not go? I think it would be more appropriate to communicate with Piltover in the conference room."

Hilco took a deep puff of his cigar, the smoke drifting away. "The charity party mentioned in this thing has been posted everywhere in Piltover and Zaun. You can even find a few in the gutter. Piltover has already started setting up the stage."

"So, why should we go? Isn't it enough to just ask our subordinates to show their faces there?" Escalope looked at the invitation on the table with a little anxiety.

"Because a councillor from the upper city has confirmed that he will attend, and has also issued an invitation for communication." Hilco nodded, and the thugs on the side threw the newspaper on the table - Councillor Yodel on the cover was very eye-catching.

Renee pounded the table angrily, startling Iscariot. "Then we should strike first and completely destroy Piltover this time and seize the Sun Gate."

"Damn it, why are my colleagues either idiots or crazy?" Enoch complained in a low voice and hammered the table a few times. "I say..."

"I want to know, when was this thing planned? Could it have just popped up overnight? Who was in charge these days? Is there no news at all?"

"Finn is in charge," Sevika interrupted, "but he doesn't seem to be able to talk right now."

Seeing Finn leaning back in his seat, Enoch asked unhappily, "Why are you looking at me? Why don't you tell me everything you know?"

"This charity performance...was prepared yesterday. Someone named Seraphine got the support of a congressman. She is a first-generation Piltover. Her parents are from Zaun. She bought speakers at the Dance Corridor, made a fortune, and sold the store."

Enoch nodded. "It seems that you are still of some use. So her parents must have some friends in Zaun? Did you find out anything?"

Finn nodded weakly, "I found the store that was sold."

Iscariot asked anxiously, "Then what? We can start from here, this is a good start, right? What is the name of the store?"

Finn glanced at Enoch, and after a while he managed to say, "That store... is called Losrian Technology Company."

"Fuck it"

Chapter 123 Perhaps action should be taken, but nothing can be done for now

Enoch now found it hard to explain why Finn had found out about him the day before and almost hacked him to death the next day.

After all, even by the standards of a madman, hacking a man half to death because of a tasteless joke is beyond common sense.

"You want to frame me?" Enoch stared at Finn suspiciously, which frightened the weak Finn so much that he quickly stood up from his seat and shook his arm without a hand in vain. "No, I didn't. What I said is true. I personally sent people to find out these things. The one who held the concert is Rhea's daughter. You still remember her name, right?"

Enoch smacked his lips. It seemed that he could not refute this. The other party gave him the furniture as long as he could pay the full amount. He could even remember the imitation velvet armchair.

"So what do you want to say? Did I fund this trap?" Enoch wisely chose to avoid the topic first to avoid himself from being passive.

"I think we should deal with the things on this invitation first. Should we send someone to the charity performance?"

The alchemy barons looked at each other and didn't want to be the first to stand out at this time. They didn't want to become the so-called representative of Zaun just because of some movement at this time. It seemed too risky.

Several barons slowly made suggestions, "Why don't we send someone to kill this... Seraphine directly? Without a singer, there will be no concert. Then it won't matter whether it's a trap or not."

"Good idea, but do you have any trustworthy Piltover women under your command? This woman can only die at the hands of Piltover women during this period of time, and must not have any connection with Zaun."

"No... Is there a Shuriman swordsman? Spend some more gold and find a tight-lipped one?"

"What's the reason? Are you unhappy with her?"

"What about the Bilgewater people? They're pirates anyway. They just say this woman looks valuable, so they kidnap her and kill her?"

"Interesting idea," Enoch listened to the people in the conference room talking about their ideas one after another, "but I want to ask, I just led people to teach those pirates a lesson, will these opportunists be so bold as to come here and cause trouble?"

Enoch looked around at the wavering Baron and suggested to Hilco: "If you are worried that there will be a trap in this performance, we can prepare a substitute in advance and let the Piltover people do whatever they want."

"What if the people of Piltover take advantage of the unrest to support other people? Wouldn't we become substitutes?" Escaillot was a little worried. "Maybe we don't need to deal with her quietly... Isn't this matter very popular? Then let all the reporters from the newspapers chase her and report on her. It doesn't matter where she goes or what she does. As long as we can design a car accident in the right place and let her get injured and go to the hospital, the concert will be cancelled. It doesn't matter whether Piltover intends to deal with us or not."

"I never knew you were so creative. To be honest, I need to get to know you all over again." Enoch seemed to have gotten to know the always timid man in front of him all over again. "How many games do you think it will take?"

"It will probably take at least 10 days... When does the show start?"

"Four days later." Enoch leaned back in his chair and spread his hands. "That's a good idea, but don't say any more."

Jinx whispered in Enoch's ear, "How about I go there? No one will notice."

Enoch shook his head and firmly denied the girl's idea. This matter was handled inexplicably and it was a quagmire. It would be difficult to get rid of it if you got involved. There were many people who were willing to risk their lives for these people, but no one was prepared to send his own men to deal with it.

"All of you either think too simply or think too much." Renee snorted, looking at the men around her who all wanted to get rid of her, "We don't need to care about what the Piltover guys plan, just set up our own explosives in advance, no matter if it's a charity show or a trap, find a stand-in on the day, no matter what tricks the other side has, just blow them all up."

"Don't worry," Hilco said, and everyone fell silent, looking at the man on the main seat. "It doesn't matter what this little girl thinks or the traps in Piltover. I will take care of it. Everyone just needs to be on guard."

"You go to this kind of event alone? Are you kidding me?"

"With great risks come great rewards. I'm very interested in the idealists who support this... They will have congressmen present, so we can't show weakness. If there are volunteers, you're always welcome to join me." Hilco made the decision, looked at the surprised eyes of the people present with satisfaction, and signaled that they could leave.

After the baron and his men left the office, Sevika stood up and closed the door. She took out Finn's lighter from her pocket and helped Hilco light a brand new cigar. "What about Finn's matter? Don't we need to worry about Littlefinger?"

"Don't pay attention to Finn. Let him get his prosthetic limbs. He's been a little too active recently. Arrange Littlefinger to garrison the border and tell him that from now on no one from Piltover will be allowed to break into Zaun. If anyone rushes in, they will be hanged. It's up to him to choose. ... Since he likes to stay with the people in Upper City, let him manage his friends himself."

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"What are you looking for?" Enoch sat in the passenger seat and waited for a long time but didn't see the girl start the engine. When he turned around, he found that Jinx was staring intently at the open space in front of the Fulgrim Tavern, her fingers tapping on the steering wheel and she bit her lower lip unconsciously.

"Finn," the girl answered firmly and clearly. Enoch nodded in understanding and quietly changed the disc he liked while the girl was not paying attention.

"I caught you~" Before Enoch could press the play button on the record player, the girl grabbed his finger. Jinx gave Enoch a perfect smile, pulled out the disc and threw it to the back seat, then skillfully changed to rock music again.

"I'm not questioning your taste. I also like rock music, but...can we not just listen to one song?"

"No, the driver is the one who gets to choose the music"

Enoch sighed, hoping that Finn would show up and knock him over so that they could get on the road and go home soon.

"Oh, don't be unhappy, don't be afraid of a little girl like me, I'm very good"

"What?" Enoch was puzzled. "What did you say?"

"Isn't it? A street singer in Piltover scared you guys so much that you didn't dare to go there. She's really powerful. People are afraid of her without her doing anything. Unlike me, there are always stupid fools who ruin my mood."

"Are you still mad at Finn?" He pinched the girl's cheek gently. "Don't worry, he will pay the price, but not now. By the way, no one cares about that Seraphine in the upper city. You have always been the best."

"Ha, that sounds nice, but you actually want to use a substitute? I can help you solve that problem." Jinx was a little unhappy and reached out to amplify the volume of the record player a little.

Enoch wisely leaned over to the girl's face and kissed her, then shouted in her ear, "That girl may not know what she is thinking. We are worried that Piltover will take advantage of the situation to do something. After all, one member of the Firoz family has already taken action in private, and you can't guarantee that there won't be another one. Believe me, she is far from you."

"Really?" The girl tilted her head and thought for a moment, "That's good."

Dong dong dong

The knocking sound on the car window interrupted the conversation. Sevika threw a document into the car with an unpleasant expression. "You destroyed Finn, so you have to do Finn's job. Hilco asked you to be on guard in the border area. You are not allowed to leave or come in."

Pulling out the document, looking at the title deed of the dock that was passed to him along with the document, Enoch nodded with interest, "As you wish."

Chapter 124: Port Area Changes Ownership

Sevica's arrival saved Finn's life. The girl, who was in a bad mood, deliberately turned around in front of the eldest sister who came to deliver the message. Her tires rubbed against the ground, raising a lot of Zaun's characteristic smoke, and she returned to the factory area angrily.

After arranging the order to repair the office rest area for the factory's internal maintenance machines, Enoch pulled the suitcase and led the soldiers to the territory that originally belonged to Finn.

It can be seen that, at least until now, Finn has learned his lesson and knows who he cannot afford to offend for the time being. All his thugs have withdrawn obediently, and he has even cleaned up the dock, no longer piling up his endless piles of smuggled goods that appeared from nowhere.

Well, the environment here is nice. Apart from the occasional sound of steam whistles in the distance, this place can almost be considered a resort for Zaun.

There is no thick alchemical steam, no sewage mixed with chemicals, and even the sewage pipes are not in this area to facilitate smuggling.

"I like this place... I think we should build a high-rise building here. It will be very convenient for both water and air transportation, and it is very suitable to be the headquarters of Losrian. What do you think? Do you want to stay here in the future?" Enoch was in a good mood. While directing the security personnel recruited with high salaries to guard the coastal defense line, he sought the opinion of the girl who was pulling the suitcase out of the car.

Jinx was carrying a box half a person's height. When she heard this, she looked up and looked around. "Here? It's okay. I don't mind. I'm here with you anyway. Be careful of pirates."

"Yeah, damn pirates," Enoch smacked his lips. Standing on the high observation deck, he silently planned the terrain. "Maybe we can also try to compete for the title of 'Sea Coachman'? The warehouse over there can be converted into a dock. We need a sea monster that can scare people into surrendering just by looking at it."

Enoch turned to look at Tamara who was counting supplies. The secretary had just finished her leave and she said she had just settled her brother. "Tamara, do you know where the largest ship in the world is now?"

Gently lifting her golden hair, Tamara answered without hesitation, "It is the Leviathan of Noxus. It is said to be 330 feet long and even the most violent storm cannot shake it."

"This really surprises me... Only about 100 meters?" Enoch was surprised by this conservative number. He looked at the quiet sea around him and sneered secretly, "Let's break this record."

"I agree, let's just go for the big one," Jinx said with a grin, throwing a grenade directly into the wooden crates piled up at the dock, and bowing lightly amid the flying debris, "Let's set sail, Captain."

Watching the two people going crazy without being surprised, Tamara flicked the file in her hand and said, "I'm sorry to disturb your lofty ideals. According to your deployment requirements, many things on the list cannot be found in the warehouse. Where should I send people to pull these things out?"

"About that," Enoch looked at Tamara with a smile, "Jinx will take care of it."

The originally quiet dock was transformed into a huge construction site in the blink of an eye. If it weren't for the erected gun barrels, people from the surrounding area would have come to complain. The lights here are on day and night, and can even be compared with the lights on the nearby bridge to prevent illegal immigration.

The rockets that Jinx had prepared overnight were pointed at the sea, and infantry fighting vehicles were equipped with tear gas launchers and parked across the bridge. Seeing that the armed forces were completely different from the thugs in the previous few days, the demonstrators in the upper city did not try to rush the bridge again after being dispersed by tear gas once more. Instead, they held up a huge banner on the other side to protest against this tyranny.

"I really don't understand their demands. I understand that they want to stop harming the people of Piltover. I can also understand that they want to suspend weapons research and development. But who told me that the slogan of "stop exploiting the people of Piltover" was thought up by some genius? He protested this to Zaun? Is he still asleep?"

"Where is it? Let me see?" Jinx leaned over the window, pulled out a telescope and looked for a while. She patted Enoch behind her in dissatisfaction, "Can't you stop for a while? How can I find the slogan you mentioned?"

Enoch looked at the blueprint and ruler in his hand in confusion, "Did I disturb you?"

"You should point it out to me... Never mind, I want to go uptown to play for a while, will you come with me?"

"No," Enoch shook his head, took the telescope thrown by Jinx and carefully put it away, waved the ruler in his hand at the girl, "I'm designing our big ship."

"I'm bored, so I'll go there by myself. By the way, I'll make the captain's room bigger. I want to put a set of sofas in it." After kissing Enoch on the lips, the girl opened the door energetically.

"Wait a minute, are you planning to run straight to the upper city like this? There's no need for us to cause trouble." Enoch looked at the girl's belly-exposing outfit. Was she afraid that no one would recognize her if she ran to the upper city wearing this outfit?

"Do I look stupid?" Jinx sniffed in dissatisfaction, still pushing the door open with her hand.

Not long after, the familiar footsteps sounded again. The girl dragged a large box down from upstairs with a clanging sound and threw it in front of Enoch's desk. "Wow, I didn't expect this thing to be so heavy."

"What is this?" Enoch looked at the suitcase he had never seen before. It was unusually decorated with only some simple pink decorations.

"Change clothes." Jinx smiled, closed the doors and windows, then opened the box heavily, and all the clothes inside burst out.

"Let me see what I'm wearing." The girl threw the clothes she took off on Enoch's desk. Soon, the blueprint was pressed down by the pile of clothes. Enoch was too lazy to clean up and just watched the girl enthusiastically playing the clothes-changing show.

"How about this one?" "It looks so good."

"What about this one?" "Isn't it a bit too bold?"

"What about this one?" "Excuse me, this is underwear at best."

"Underwear? This is underwear." "No... these are just a few threads at best. A bikini has more fabric than this."

"Really? How about this?" "This is pajamas... and I remember I think I accidentally tore it."

"Oh, I just saw that you liked it, so I bought a few more."

Jinx and Enoch stayed in the office until the evening, deciding on long dresses to wear tomorrow and hats to cover their hair.

The girl lay in Enoch's arms with a flushed face, gently brushing the teeth marks she had just left, and said softly, "It's all your fault. I was thinking I could go there to play today."

"Sorry," Enoch pulled the blanket over the girl's back, "Let's go out and play after breakfast tomorrow. By the way, you have to think of a new name for yourself. Jinx is a bit too famous."

"Well, I can't think of one. How about using Explosion?"

"Maybe not." Enoch looked at the moonlight pouring in from the skylight. "Luna, Luna Sigrid, how about that name?"

"It sounds nice." Jinx raised her head and rubbed it. "I like this name."

Chapter 125 Seraphine (Part 1)

Rubbing her sleepy eyes, Seraphine carefully put away the music manuscript on the table and looked at the important day circled on the calendar.

"Don't be nervous, Seraphine. I can do it. Everyone likes your singing and they are all supporting you behind you." Patting her face, Seraphine cheered herself up, carefully took off her hairnet, and stretched in the morning sun.

This period of time is very stressful, and many of my friends do not agree to hold events at this time, or say that it can be held in a different format. Whether in Piltover or Zaun, they all believe that there will be people who like her singing, but the risk of gathering them together is too great.

Seraphine didn't think so. She could hear the voices of the people around her. She knew that the unrest in the past month had made everyone panic. They needed comfort instead of being malicious towards their neighbors.

That's how she persuaded her parents. As they were born in Zaun, they understood the complicated feelings between the two cities better. Many Zaun people yearned for the life in Piltover, and a similar number hated the oppression of Zaun. But no matter which kind of people, they would have a few friends who were of mixed blood from both cities.

After a simple breakfast, the girl rushed to the recording studio full of energy. The opening ceremony would be tomorrow afternoon, and she had to make adequate preparations. The importance of this concert was self-evident, and it could potentially become a bridge to improve the two cities.

Thinking of this, Seraphine felt a little embarrassed, which was rare. She didn't know what she was thinking a few days ago. Under the instigation of the publisher, she sent invitations to the senators and the barons of Zaun on the spur of the moment. She didn't know what they would think.

After swallowing a mouthful of bitter coffee, Seraphine prepared to go to the venue again later, hoping that the stage effect would meet her requirements.

"Hello, are you Miss Seraphine?" The voice behind her made the girl turn around and look at the girl in a beige dress in front of her. She was waving at her excitedly.

"I'm your fan, can you give me an autograph?"

“Of course,” Seraphine chuckled, took the paper and pen handed to her, and drew a big smiley face behind her signature.

"Great, this is the best gift I've received in a while." The girl hugged the autograph to her chest and bowed quickly and urgently. "May the gears turn forward."

"My pleasure." Seraphine smiled. She could hear the joyful melody coming from the girl in front of her. Although it was noisier than others, it was also more lively. She gently tapped her forehead and chest twice. "Blessings to you too."