Don’t Mess with the Yordles

　　 The history of the Twin City is not short, and even going back up, it is even older than Demacia and Noxus.

　　 Because the port city named Zu’an was once the trading post of Shurima, it already existed more than 3,000 years ago.

　　 Although it was the Pilt Canal dug three thousand years later, it brought real prosperity to the local area, but the name Zu'an is actually the real name of this twin city.

With the excavation of the Pilt Canal and the establishment of the "Gate of the Sun", the name Zu'an sank into the ground along with half of the residents. Prosperity comes at a price, but only half of Zu'an paid. cost.

　　 "Maybe I should visit my old friend first."

Standing on the high arch bridge, Reed looked at Zu'an, the city that inherited the name of Oshla Vazou'an, exists under layers of fog and smoke, and ordinary humans cannot even see through this. Diffuse gas and dust.

　　 Although most of Zu'an City is shrouded in the shadow of the cliff, it is actually not a dim city, it has its own color tone.

　　 The Alchemy lamp with Zuan characteristics illuminates the lamp holder, reflecting the creative collocation of stained glass in the lampshade, and the polished steel wheel in the lampshade sends light into the darkness.

The cross-layered, corroded and aging exhaust pipe grids leaked various colors of smoke and dust. The light from the high tower above was filtered into strange colors, and it was cross-reflected between the colored glass in the Zuan workshop, and finally fell on the ground. Together with the alchemy lights, it constitutes the unique color of Zuan.

　　 The architectural style of Zuan is completely different from the Piltwoff above. Most Zuan’s building structures are mainly made of steel grids. The iron used for construction is either from boiling furnaces or recycled from the waste above.

　　Although the bolt and dingmao structure of the Zu'an building only provides the most primitive functions, the residents here still create amazing architectural wonders, piercing the dense fog and extending the sky, and the alchemy towers show the power of Zu'an.

　　 Reid jumped off the arch bridge. Although Zuan and Piltworth had special screaming lifts to pass, Reid obviously preferred this direct way.

　　 Reid's weird behavior caused a brief commotion on the arch bridge. An old man with temples leaped out of the arch bridge and jumped into the endless haze of Zuan.

　　 This is undoubtedly the writable material for the Pilt Wolf newspaper tomorrow. If it can be provided to the newspaper in time, it may bring an unexpected income.

　　Piltwolf’s citizens have a typical self-reliance character, because they have to be self-reliant. The city provides poor relief for the underachievers, and people who don’t work hard cannot survive here.

　　 "At the station, the dance step corridor!"

　　 In the process of falling, Reid passed the platform of a screaming elevator. At this time, a female administrator was shouting loudly. The bell-shaped horn amplified her voice. She adjusted the thick goggles, and then continued to announce the next site loudly:

　　 "Arrival in front, border market, college of thaumaturgy and magic, plant cultivation center."

The Howl Lift is a huge project, and the Hex press is the basis for its operation. Its main support structure is three longitudinal rails, which are perpendicular to the ground and the same height as the ground, leading directly from Piltoff to Zu'an Digou District.

The cabin of the Howl Elevator is a large round sphere, which is composed of countless gears and sophisticated iron structure. The cabin is divided into many layers and has different price points. This is obviously for the convenience of the rich, so that they have the opportunity to spend. Money is separated from the poor.

The dozens of people who poured into the lift at this time were of different identities. They were located in different classes. There were businessmen who went to Zu'an Night Market to set up stalls, some workers who went home to sleep after get off work, and some went to the glass dome cultivation tower to appreciate the night. Zuan rich man of flowers.

　　 Although there are heavily polluted slums everywhere in Zu'an, and only steel and rocks appear in the middle, there are still living creatures that can manage to grow here.

The wealthy people in Zu'an will take care of the enclosed crystal house and name it the cultivation tower, where they grow vigorous trees and plants. The cultivation tower can symbolize power and provide cleanliness in Zu'an. The air is basically a must-have building for the rich in Zu'an.

　　 Reid descended all the way and landed on the wet ground in Zu'an. The thick and dignified haze rolled in the streets, as if warmly welcoming Reid's arrival.

　　 Reid frowned. Today's haze is obviously not normal. The haze is relatively thin on weekdays, so that it won't be enough to cough up a mouthful of thick phlegm and mucus with just a breath.

　　 Reid did not come at the right time. Today's Zu'an climate is a "gray warning", and the concentration of haze is terribly high.

In the "gray warning" weather, every breath will make the throat tight and the chest hot, and the burning smell of alchemy remains in the throat, as if someone has choked the throat and blocked the nose and mouth~ www.wuxiahere.com~ The most important thing is that in this kind of weather, the visibility will not exceed an arm's length.

　　This kind of air quality obviously makes Reid feel very uncomfortable. After all, his hometown of Bandar City is a veritable wonderland and Gensokyo compared to here.

　　 "Huh!!!"

　　 The wind screamed, and the Zuan haze lingering around Reid was blown away. Although this still could not purify the air, it at least made Reid a little more comfortable.

　　 "Is anyone calling the spirit of the wind?"

A voice rang in Reed’s ear, as close at hand as a breeze. Soon, the breeze began to blow Reed’s cloak and his hair, and the wind began to whistle and accelerate, and Reed became a storm. center of.

Reid watched as the haze formed a whirlpool in front of him, and was lifted up by a ubiquitous breeze. The haze gradually dissipated, and the haze that enveloped Zuan drifted away with the wind, exposing the city of Pi. Arch bridge with high tower.

The wind stopped and the haze disappeared. Reed felt the smell of the air again. It was fresh and cool air that did not exist in Zuan. The curtain of haze was removed, and the bright sun reflected the heights of the city. The tower spilled into Zuan.

A pair of arms wrapped around Reid's neck, his hands were folded around his chest, and he hugged him tightly. A few strands of silver hair fell on his shoulders, and a fragrance floated in like the wind and rain. Reed's nasal cavity.

　　 "Long time no see, my gust of wind."

　　 A gentle voice floating in the wind came from behind Reid, gently lingering beside him, brushing his face.

　　 "Long time no see, Alem."

　　 Reid hugged the slender arms around his chest, smiled back to the spirit of the wind, and hugged the guardian who always appeared in times of crisis and never left.