The correct way to cultivate poros

Chapter 38 Evolution Day ([-])
In the short few hundred meters from the border market to Clock Street, Zell saw the cruiser whizzing by from a low altitude more than once, making a big turn around the clock tower like a showmanship, and then disappeared into the tall building between.If he were the guardian of the clock tower at this moment, he should either quickly resign from his superiors, or blast these lunatics down with fish bones. Lose money.

Higher up, airships weave through the sky into a thriving network of airfreight, and the hexagates are still in operation even on holidays.Zell had always thought that it would instantly transfer the transport airship to another flying gate by activating the Hex core inside the tower and launching a large-scale teleportation magic.But after watching it at a close distance, I realized that its transportation principle is to accelerate the launch of the airship, and I don't know how the people on the airship can withstand such a large acceleration. This can only be explained with magic.

The airbags of many airships are printed with the badges of the forces they belong to, and they are advertised with great fanfare during festivals.This is because social status in Piltover is largely determined by one's demonstrated wealth and power, and people will take every opportunity to advertise themselves.

Zell pointed to a luxurious airship with a huge bust color portrait of Albus Fellowes printed on it, and tugged Roy's shoulder and teased, "Look, your dad is flying in the sky."

"I can help you if you want to be hoisted under an airship and circle Piltover."

This move naturally reaped the threat from the other party, and then she lowered her head with her hand on her forehead, as if she didn't see it.

What can she do, there is no one with such a flamboyant father.

The streets are bustling with people coming and going in decent but understated festive finery.A group of teenagers were passing through the crowd holding a windmill, and Zell was very relieved because he saw that one of the teenagers was holding something that looked like a jet.A few ladies passed by with parasols in a hurry, the heels of their shoes hitting the floor tiles made a rattling sound, as if they were rushing to attend some high-class banquet, the upturned edge of the umbrella made Zell doubt its applicability.

In contrast, the two who wandered aimlessly seemed somewhat Buddhist.The poro had never seen such a battle before, and they moved around in the cage restlessly, breathing with excitement like a fan, and seemed to want to come out to explore the celebration.

"Don't worry, I will let you out."

Roy stuck her finger in and teased it, causing a poro to roll to the other side of the cage, laughing out loud.

There are arrays of cruisers performing air performances in the sky, and neatly dressed people are rushing everywhere on the street, either on foot or in exquisite mechanical vehicles.Salons and clubs use all kinds of sophisticated devices to attract customers, and all kinds of fancy props make people wonder what they are used for.

Flowers adorned the windowsills and lampposts, there was genuine joy in the air, and revelers played and sang on every street corner.They sing of the inseparable dance between land and sea, comparing them to lovers who cannot live alone.

They watched the courier race against time with the jingling sound tubes on his back. The guards drove away a few unlicensed tinkerers who were disturbing the city's appearance and committing crimes. They also tried the coconut hagfish from the roadside stall together, laughing Walking side by side through an arch made of granite and wrought iron columns, it looks like any other dating couple or couple.

The printed portrait of a person hanging under the alchemy street lamp caught Zell's attention. It was a person he was familiar with and could often be found in newspapers.

"This year's Evolution Day is Jess again?" Zell asked curiously.

"Oh, since Heimerdinger, it's been him every year. Jess can make some novelties every year, and the council is willing to praise him." Roy quickly lost interest after glancing at the portrait, as if he had already lost interest in it. No wonder.

"Then this year he will give a speech in the square again?"

"Come on, why would you want to listen to that boring speech?"

"No, I'm just a little curious about him."

Roy looked at Zell with scrutiny. The latter smelled some rotten smell keenly, raised a hand and corrected seriously: "I must clarify here, I don't like men."

"I didn't say that." She covered her mouth and sneered: "Anyway, I don't know where to go now, I can take you to see him."

After Clock and Watch Avenue is Griwell Street, and then walk through the winding Baijiu Avenue and Star Street, and you will come to Unknowable Square.The Sphere of Jindero stands motionless in the center of the plaza, and around this massive grid work of art are surrounded by brightly colored makeshift tents, the resting place for those who host the festivities of the great families.

Zell saw the tent of Gilaman's family in it. His aunt and Caitlin's mother, Ms. Cassandra, a former MP, was standing in front of the tent and talking with a group of students, posing an approachable gesture.

Surprisingly, Caitlin was also beside her. Zell thought she hated wasting time on the boring guard, but unexpectedly came for the sake of her mother.

Caitlin keenly noticed Zell's figure, touched her mother lightly and looked over together, Zell and the mother and daughter nodded and walked away.

When they came to Philos' tent, a middle-aged man dressed as a housekeeper walked towards him and bowed to Roy.

"Is Mr. Jess here?" Roy asked lightly.

The butler slightly raised his head to glance at the big clock in the clock tower, and then replied firmly, "We'll be there soon."

Sure enough, in less than a minute, Zell heard movement behind him.

The crowd in the square parted a road wide enough for a carriage to pass.But where is the wagon, but a stretched convertible sports car.

The sports car is completely indigo, covered with gold and silver wiring connecting the front and rear axles.The front cover occupies almost half of the length of the vehicle, and the exhaust port is also set on it, emitting black exhaust.The front wheels are set on the front of the car instead of on the sides, and the rear wheels are set on the sides, but they are ridiculously large, with a radius almost as high as the body, but they did not forget to cover a layer of fenders.

Although the wheel proportions are weird, this is indeed a convertible motorcycle.In the era when there were no locomotives, such a car was very cool to drive.

The car has no steering wheel and seems to be driving slowly according to the set route.Jess, with his hair combed back, was sitting on the red leather chair, raising his right hand in a high-pitched response to the crowd's cheers.Sitting next to him was a dark-skinned man, his clothes were covered with many electrodes, and electric arcs were crackling and jumping on his shoulders.Even the Minion-like robot "Little Nugget" that Zell complained about is on it, wearing a Chaplin-style hat on his head.

"Jess has become so exaggerated."

Zell's inadvertent comment caused Roy to stare at him again. Although there was indeed her father's influence and the reason for the corruption of money, she still had to explain.

"The person next to him is Reggie, who is also a very capable master craftsman. Jess accepts Ferros' funding more to be able to cooperate with Reggie. Well, that's what he said himself."

Silently watching the crowd line the road to welcome the locomotive into the tent area, Zell secretly sighed:

"People... can change."

(End of this chapter)