the next day.

The sporadic sound of engines broke the tranquility of dawn, and the whole city gradually woke up under the rising sun.

The apprentices in Zaun finally finished their night shift and were able to go home and sleep.

They were like a group of exhausted ants, slowly pouring out of the factory.

The small vendors who also came from Zu'an stood guard at the entrance of the factory early and set up breakfast stalls like flies.

The stalls sell cheap food that the locals in Piltover would never even take a look at, such as swamp frogs, ditch rats, stinky cheese sauce sandwiches, and second-hand fried bread slices. What matters is that a large tube is enough to fill up the calories.

Levi picked through it, and finally chose the cheapest and most delicious piece of brown bread.

Then, like his co-workers... they gathered together in twos and threes, found an open space on the curb and sat down, eating and chatting while enjoying the fresh exhaust fumes on the road.

"Levi, don't eat that wretched thing! The black bread sold here is harder than a stone. Is that horse riding food for humans?"

As soon as Li Wei sat down, someone patted him on the shoulder from behind.

Looking back, he saw that it was his co-worker who was as skinny as a monkey, Baku, who was also from Zaun.

"Go away! Who are you calling someone who is not a human being?" Levi just thought he was joking with himself: "Black bread is not good, so why don't you treat me to something good?"

"I beg." This guy who was very stingy in the original owner's memory actually agreed without hesitation.

Then Baku actually sat down next to Levi, and waved a hot soft sandwich in front of him.

“Holy shit, it’s still with eggs and ham slices?!”

Li Weizhen was shocked by this luxurious package.

A sandwich made of soft toast slices with eggs and ham.

Once you hold this thing in your hand, the eyes of the people around you will obviously change.

"You're really asking for it. Did you take the wrong medicine?" Levi looked at Baku's brain suspiciously.

"Bah! Dad feeds you like this, and you still talk so much." Baku laughed at him and scolded: "Just take it if I want you to eat. Anyway, we probably won't have the chance to have breakfast together like this again...

"

Smiling and laughing, this guy couldn't help laughing.

"I said, Levi..." Baku forced the sandwich with meat and eggs to Levi, snatched the piece of black bread from his hand, and bit into it bitterly:

"Why didn't you tell us that you took out loan sharks from those grandsons?"

"Now everyone has come to the factory...even Mr. Erwin will not be able to protect you!"

"..." Levi couldn't help but remain silent.

He knew why Baku was suddenly in such a mood.

Because in the world of Zaun apprentices, whoever gets involved in the loan sharking of those Zaun gangs is basically finished.

From Baku's point of view, if he leaves today, he may never be able to return to work in the factory.

"Don't worry, I have a way..."

"Don't worry! You have a trick! Those gangsters have never been easy on you. If you owe them usurious loans and you can't pay them back, the result will be worse than death!" Baku couldn't help but cursed angrily.

Then he continued to talk to himself: "Li Wei, are you stupid for riding a horse? Why do you have to work at this time? Pack your things quickly and take your sister back to Zu'an!"

"At least I can avoid those bastards when I return to Zu'an, otherwise..."

"I know, I know..." Levi agreed with complicated emotions.

He knew that he could not convince Baku that he could still turn around.

So Li Wei had no choice but to promise him: "I will return to Zu'an in the next two days... Don't worry."

"Well..." Baku lowered his head and took another bite of black bread. This time he chewed hard for a long time before he spoke again: "Be careful when you return to Zu'an, don't die there..."

"Anyway, live well. Maybe when I get the identity of Pi City in the future, I will have the opportunity to bring you to Pi City."

"Bah, what are you dreaming about?" This time Levi was sure that this guy was joking again.

How could Piltover's official identity be so easy to obtain? Even if he could obtain it, he wouldn't be able to bring someone over from Zaun.

The threshold for legal immigration from Zaun to Piltover is extremely high, and the expense is huge. Even ordinary Piltover families, let alone Zaunites, cannot afford that kind of money.

"Is this..." Baku thought about it seriously: "I have a way."

"I will be a Piltover native by then. I can adopt you as my son and marry your sister as my wife. I will call you brother-in-law, and you will call me daddy. We can use the family-based immigration channel and it will cost less."

Levi: "..."

"Fuck me!"

.............................

Across the road, next to the factory, stands a garden house with an independent courtyard wall.

This is the home of Mr. Erwin, the factory owner.

He was having breakfast with his wife, and his baby daughter was sitting beside them.

This girl is about 16 or 7 years old. She has thin lips, a straight nose, and big blue eyes that are watery, as if she can talk. Her long pink hair is as smooth as a waterfall and is spread around her shoulders, which complements her milky figure.

The skin is smooth and white.

Coupled with her gorgeous princess-like dress, this girl's style of painting looks different from others.

It's like I've traveled through time in a mansion in a modern metropolis and evolved here.

"Ah, ah...open your mouth and be good~it's time to have breakfast."

The girl forked a piece of fresh tuna fillet and fed it to the pet cat in her arms with a doting look on her face.

But the fat cat just lay lazily in her arms, not even bothering to open its mouth.

"Okay, Seraphine!"

Mr. Irvine put down the newspaper and called his daughter's name angrily:

"This cat is almost being turned into a pig by you - don't feed it, eat your own food first!"

"You are so old that you need to be taught how to eat."

"Yes, daddy~" Serafani stuck out her tongue playfully, and then put down the fat cat who had been full for a long time.

The two maids who were waiting on the side immediately came forward, one took the cat from her arms to help take care of it, and the other took down the remaining half plate of tuna and took it back to the kitchen to dump it.

As for Serafani, she reluctantly picked up her knife and fork and looked at the quinoa chicken breast salad, oil-free scrambled egg drop, black forest smoked ham slices, and caviar nigiri sushi...

Hesitating, picking and choosing.

In the end, I only had a few bites of chicken breast and vegetable salad, and then I put my knife and fork down happily.

"You kid...don't even eat more!"

"Look at how thin you have become."

Mrs. Erwin taught her daughter a lesson distressedly, but Seraphine just rubbed the corners of her eyes with a haggard expression:

"I'm sorry, Mom. I didn't sleep well last night... I really don't have any appetite."

"This..." Mr. and Mrs. Erwin's expressions became nervous: "Seraphine, did you hear those 'voices' again?"

"Yeah." Seraphine nodded haggardly.

She was born with the special ability to listen to the "voice of the soul" and can hear the "melody" of other people's souls.

This magical talent, which is similar to mind-reading but has a more mysterious effect, is undoubtedly the best gift given to her by God.

But it is a pity that Seraphine does not have the ability to control her talent.

So this gift turned into a curse.

She could always hear the soul melodies of the people around her uncontrollably. However, those melodies were neither elegant nor rhythmic. Instead, they were full of darkness and pain, full of heaviness and torture.

These chaotic noises have always tortured Seraphine, making her gradually afraid to even go out. Otherwise, the more people she sees, the more painful melodies she hears.

But even though she was hiding at home day and night like this, those voices still haunted her like a shadow.

"Hey..." Seeing that her daughter couldn't even sleep well, Mrs. Erwin felt really distressed.

She couldn't help but look at her husband: "Husband, how is the research on the method you mentioned before going?"

"You mean that Hex magic hearing suppression device?"

"It hasn't been successfully developed... The mana energy density of the artificial Hex gem is not enough, so it is always unable to successfully drive the device... Now I am still studying how to solve this problem."

"What's there to study..." Mrs. Erwin frowned: "Since it's a matter of magic energy density, if artificial Hex gems don't work, just try using native Hex gems."

"You can just try it..." Mr. Erwin sighed: "Honey, it's not like you don't know what the original Hex gem is."

"That thing is so expensive that it has no market! We have worked hard for half our lives and only opened a small factory. If we really buy one, I am afraid that our entire factory will have to be involved."

"Get in, just get in!"

"Is your factory more important than our daughter?"

"I..." Mr. Erwin looked pained: "Don't we need to think more about this?"
To be continued...