ghost.

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"Is there really a ghost in this world, Mom?"

"Of course not, you've grown up and can't believe those nonsense anymore."

"But behind you..."

"Oh, little clever ghost trying to scare mom?"

"Really, there is really a green person behind you!"

"Don't lie to mom, mom won't be...become..."

- mother-son dialogue

Chapter 283 The two people at the bridge

Lothar stretched out his hand, and his fingers penetrated directly into the body of the ghostly green ghost.

"Damn your mother! Don't touch Lao Tzu!" The ghost yelled, throwing out several kinds of swear words that Lothar had never heard of in a strange accent.

"Honey, I must have been hallucinating since I haven't had a drink for too long." Gragas pinched himself.

"You **** fat man is an illusion! I'm Gregg! The famous Gregg!"

Lothar looked at Gragas: "Have you heard of it?"

Gragas shook his head.

"Cut! Fatty and stinky bastards, even the eternal guards of howling abyss don't know, I really should let Anivia's wings blow you into Volibear's asshole!" the ghost cursed angrily.

"Gregor, are you... a ghost?" Lothar asked.

"Bullshit! Who the **** have you ever seen a living person look like me, of course I'm a ghost!"

"When you say Howling Abyss, do you mean this place?" Lothar heard the wind that kept screaming like a ghost, "It's quite vivid."

"Like a hammer!" Gregg shook his mouth, and his beard swayed, "What the **** are you doing here? This is not the place for you to come, get out!"

Lothar asked curiously: "Gregor, how did you die and how did you become like this after you died? Is it because of this altar?"

Gregg said impatiently: "If you tell me to get out, get out! Why are there so many problems! I don't need you to worry about me!"

"Che, stinky temper." Lothar was really curious about how this ghost became like this, but he also knew that there were more important things now, "We are here to find Zhen Bing, do you know where it is?"

"Zhen Bing" Gregg sneered, "What are you doing with a dead fat man and a hairy kid looking for Zhen Bing?

"So you know where Zhen Bing is?"

"Don't be delusional!" Gregg said, "Lissandra is here, you can't take any ice **** away."

"You just need to tell us." Lothar rolled his eyes, "Or if you have something you want us to do, let's make a deal, okay?"

"Deal with your mother! I'm a rock-hard man! If I don't say it, I won't say it!" Gregg pointed to the other side of the bridge, "I want to find Zhen Bing to annoy the old man across the bridge! He also Looking for Zhen Bing! The three of you can get it together!"

"Old Man" Lothar looked at the other end of the bridge, "There are still people looking for Zhenbing besides us."

After trying a few more sentences, and finding that Gregor still refused to tell him where Zhen Bing was, Lothar could only give up: "Let's go, Gragas, let's go to the other side of the bridge to see."

"I can't walk!" Gragas was lying on the ground, "I'm going to die if I don't drink!"

"Get out! Don't die in front of me!" Gregg yelled, but he was a ghost and couldn't drive Gragas away.

"It's so **** unlucky to meet you!" Gregg sighed, "There are a few jars of wine behind the altar of Lao Tzu, let you drink it."

"Wine!" Gragas jumped up all of a sudden, as if the weakness just now was fake, he quickly jumped to the altar, and sure enough, there were a lot of wine neatly placed there, and every jar was frozen. ice.

"Just one sip! Fuck you! Only one sip!" Gregg looked at Gragas with a pained face and poured his head up.

"Wow, it's so icy and cool!" Gragas threw away the empty wine jar and picked up the second jar.

"Fuck you! You're going to have to **** up!" Gregg was furious.

Lothar looked at the ghost strangely: "Can you drink like this?"

Gregor suddenly lost his temper, and squatted on the altar in suffocation, without saying a word.

Lothar knew that he seemed to have poked into Gregg's sore spot, and he did not dare to continue to provoke him, so as not to be scolded again: "Gragas is gone, so that the Frost Guards will not chase after him."

"I know... I know..." Gragas held a jar of wine in each of his hands, and a jar on his head, and followed Lothar with a happy face.

Greggle stood up dejectedly and watched two people, one big and one small, cross the bridge: "It's a pity that Lissandra gave me a good wine, but I didn't drink a single sip... ah..."

Greg was about to go back to sleep when he suddenly saw a bright orange little guy running past him.

"Damn it! The yordles!" Gregg's face showed extreme disgust, "Today is really evil, the stinky child, Fatty Fatty and the yordles are here, forget it, they're going to bother the old man now. "

Gregg flew to the bridge and looked down at the darkness below the Howling Abyss: "Looking for Zhen Bing... Oh, Zhen Bing is not such a good thing..."

...

Lothar took Gragas for a long time before crossing the entire bridge.

"This bridge is too big, who built it." Lothar panted. The strong wind and cold air inside the rift made him feel uncomfortable all over, and he had to ask Gragas to give him a few sips of wine. The spiciness of the wine drives away the cold.

As Greg said, there is indeed an old man on the other side of the bridge.

No less strange than Gregor.

The old man with gray hair and a large beard was sitting in a tent.

The interior of the tent was filled with all kinds of metal blocks, cast into shapes that Lothar had never seen before, and most of them were constantly moving.

"Oops." The old man wore a pair of very large glasses, "It's strange to have guests here."

Lothar approached the old man's tent carefully: "You are"

"Oh!" The old man took off his glasses, revealing a pair of kind eyes, "I'm Wright, a scholar from Piltover, how are you?"

"It's another place I've never heard of before." Lothar felt more and more that the world was really big.

...

Wright is very warm and friendly, the opposite of the ghost Gregor, and invites Lothar and Gragas to sit with him as soon as he arrives.

After the three introduced themselves to each other, Lothar said straight to the point: "We are here to find Zhen Bing, do you know where it is?"

"Zhenbing is a good thing, a good thing!" Wright clapped his hands, a small metal block suddenly flew from his table, and the propeller made it hover in front of Lothar.

"What is this?" Lothar was smiling at him when he saw that this little thing actually had eyes and a mouth.

"It's Giffords, my robot assistant." Wright took out two cups and poured water for Lothar and Gragas, "Come and try, this is Volcano coffee, and it won't be cold after a sip."

Gragas drank half a glass in one gulp: "It doesn't taste good, but wine is better."

Lothar looked at the little robot and took a sip of coffee. Sure enough, as Wright said, his whole body warmed up a lot after taking a sip.

"Thank you." Lothar drank the coffee. "But we're in a hurry now. Do you know where Zhen Bing is? The Frost Guards are chasing us."

"It's not in the way, it's not in the way." Wright smiled and stroked his beard, "I was chased by them when I first came here, and this old life was almost explained, but when I escaped to this place Behind the bridge, guess what they're not chasing!"

"Don't chase," Losar said unexpectedly, "how is it possible?"

"It's true, I've been taking it here for almost a year and a half." Wright narrowed his eyes and recalled, "This bridge seems to be a forbidden area for the Frost Guards. I have never seen any Frost Guards come up."

"What about Lissandra?" Lothar asked. "Witch, she can't possibly ignore you."

"She really didn't care about me, she didn't seem to have looked at me." Wright took out a pipe and pointed to the other side of the bridge, "Witch, she just stood there for a while with that stinky Greg, occasionally. Bring him some wine and go."

"Really" Lothar couldn't believe that a cruel and ruthless woman like Lissandra would allow an uninvited guest to stay on her territory

"Of course it's true, old man, do I have to lie to you?" Wright put his pipe in front of Giffords, and the little robot popped a device and set it on fire, "If you don't believe me, just stay here for one night and see what happens. It'll be all right."

Lothar already believed most of it in his heart: "But we are here to find Zhen Bing."

"Me too." Wright sighed, "but you can't be in a hurry to find Zhen Bing. You see, I've been here for so long, so be patient."

Lothar hesitated for a moment, feeling that there is really no need to worry too much. Anyway, if he wants to go back to Avarosa, he can just call Zoe directly, and...

Lothar looked at Wright's tent full of mechanical devices, thinking they were similar to the prosthetic devices he saw in the future: "Okay, let's stay for the night."

Gragas had no problem at all. He hugged the wine jar happily and burped, fearing that he had almost forgotten about finding Zhen Bing.

Wright poured another cup of coffee for Lothar, and said kindly: "Drink more, I haven't spoken to anyone for a long time, old man. That stinky ghost on the other side of the bridge is always mad at me."

He looked at Lothar, who was drinking coffee graciously: "I'm old, I just like children like you."

"I'm not a child." Lothar said stubbornly.

"Okay! No!" Wright laughed. "You and my nephew are really similar in character. He is about the same age as you."

"Nephew?" Lothar looked at Wright strangely. "You are all this age, and your nephew is about the same age as me."

"We in Piltover are different from you Freljords. Our average age for marriage and childbearing is much more fun, and we are later engaged in scientific research." Wright seemed to like Lothar very much, "I have a chance to let you and me. Nephew to play with, oh yes, his name is Ezreal."

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Wright, Professor Emeritus of Life at Piltover University's School of Science and Progress.

Winner of the 17th, 18th and 19th Evolution Awards.

Owner of golden gear.

Piltover's Ten Outstanding Scientists.

Director of the Piltover Museum of World History and Culture.

One of the important founders of the development of Hextech.

Of course, there are the most important titles -

The most handsome young explorer, scientist, inventor in history, and my uncle.

- Ezreal

Chapter 284 Mining of Zhenbing

Wright didn't lie, Lothar stayed on the bridge all day and didn't see half of the Frost Guards chasing after them. I don't know if they didn't find Lothar and Gragas at all, or if the bridge was a problem for them. A forbidden place that cannot be walked.

One day passed, and Wright was different from a certain grumpy ghost. He knew all about Lothar's questions and answered Lothar's many doubts at once.

Lothar then learned where Piltover was.

It was a magical city where people turned metal into machines that moved on their own, and Piltover flourished.

Although Wright described a lot of hype, such as big ships that can fly, vehicles that can walk by themselves without being pulled by a camel beast, and weapons that can shoot people from a long distance without pulling a bow, just with the touch of a finger, but Lothar still couldn't imagine such a magical place.

"Be sure to ask Zoe to show me." Lothar made up his mind.

"The most amazing thing in Piltover is the hex crystal." Wright seemed to enjoy the process of teaching, and said with a red face, "It is a mysterious crystal that originated in the Shurima desert, and it is very special. The magic power of the Hexian, the Hex technology developed with the Hex Crystal directly saw Piltover's technology take off!"

"Hex crystal..." Lothar recalled the crystal inlaid on his chest in the future, "Can that hex crystal be embedded in the human body?"

"Yeah" Wright looked at Lothar in surprise, "How can you think of the human body refining technology? This is terrible!"

"What's so scary about the human body?"

Wright took out the towel to wipe the sweat, and Quan was the joke of Lothar, a child who had never seen Hextech: "The secret of the Hex Crystal has not been discovered until now, and it is very dangerous to implant it in the human body. .Although this is indeed a solution that can theoretically provide a steady stream of magical energy to the human body, it might kill people."

"Dangerous." Lothar's heart tightened, and he said, "What happened to me in the future to implant a hex crystal in my chest?"

Not far away, Gragas's snoring actually overshadowed the wind howl in the Howling Abyss, and Wright looked at him in distress: "Your friend's body structure is really special, old man, I have lived for so long, and I have never seen anyone beat him. The snoring is louder than the gunshots, let's go a little further and show you something good by the way."

Lothar followed Wright to a machine by the bridge, connected to a dozen windmills that were constantly whirling.

"Giforth, go." Wright ordered the little robot to fly beside the machine. Giforth sat down in a groove, and the machine opened a door.

"What is this?" Lothar first came into contact with machinery at such a close distance.

"This is a simple wind turbine I built. It's a pity that the wind here is so strong that it is not used." Wright patted the machine, "It was made temporarily, and there are not enough equipment at hand, so it can only be made so simple."

"Simple" Lothar looked at the gears, copper wires and pipes densely scattered on the machine, "Where is it...what use is it?"

"There are many uses, such as this." Light pressed a few buttons, and the generator spit out a charcoal fire. "I usually use it to heat hot water. If you increase the power, it can also be used as a furnace."

Wright pulled out a small piece of ice from the ground and threw it into the furnace, where the ice melted instantly.

"Stove, what's so good about that?" Lothar didn't know why.

"Don't worry, I'll show you something really good." Wright took a small box out of his sleeve and opened it.

A chill came towards Lothar, and he looked at the walnut-sized crystal ice cube in the box in surprise: "Zhenbing!"

Wright said proudly: "This is the only real ice I got after staying here for a year and a half."

"How did you get it?" Lothar asked hastily.