Ever since Silco had been injured, he seemed like a different person.
He began gathering his own people and cooperating with Singed on the development of a chemtech serum.
He became strict and cold, but toward Felix, he remained as tolerant as ever.
After Felix made that shotgun, he tried to make several more, but they took longer, and the finished products were barely acceptable.
Clearly, the system’s assistance had been a one-time boost.
If Felix wanted to make another one, he would have to rely on his own experience.
Still, a firearm was a firearm, no matter how poor the quality.
Felix hoped he could use them to earn enough money.
After all, his system burned through cash.
With Silco’s support, and after Felix worked himself raw, he went through countless failures.
At last, he found the correct production method.
With the help of assistants, he made ten shotguns.
Although they carried risks such as jamming and chamber explosions, a gun was still a gun.
Most importantly, he taught others how to make certain firearm components.
From then on, he only needed to assemble the parts himself.
That would greatly reduce his workload.
Silco’s current situation was not exactly good.
The chemtech serum he and Singed were researching required a massive investment of funds.
On top of that, if he wanted to achieve his goal, he had to cross three mountains, Vander, the Chem-Barons, and Piltover.
Yes, Zaunites did not only face oppression from topside.
They were also squeezed dry by the Chem-Barons.
The Lanes had once been a fairly powerful force, but after the last war with Piltover, they had been badly weakened.
Now they had split again, with most people choosing Vander’s peace-seeking faction, while a small number who were unwilling to accept the status quo chose to follow Silco’s hardline faction.
Silco was now facing the embarrassing problem of having no one useful.
Most of his subordinates were just street thugs, and he could not trust them to handle real business.
So most of the time, he chose to do things personally.
Felix prepared a mask and a voice changer, then took an elevator to Zaun’s upper level.
This place was already very close to Piltover.
Only the two completely different architectural styles clearly stated which side was Zaun and which side was Piltover.
Felix did not linger in Zaun’s district.
He walked into a formalwear tailoring shop in Piltover.
As soon as he pushed open the door, the owner greeted him with a smile.
“Hello.
Are you looking for a custom suit, or would you like to browse?” Judging by the owner’s enthusiasm and the state of the shop, it was obvious that customers had not visited this place in a very long time.
With the mask on, the owner could not see Felix’s face.
At most, he only felt that this customer was rather short.
“Do you have any formalwear that would fit me?
Ready-made would be best.” A hoarse voice came from beneath the mask.
“Uh…
not at the moment.
But I can rush an order for you,” the owner said, somewhat troubled.
Ding.
A crisp sound rang out on the counter as Felix tossed a gold coin onto it.
“I want good materials.
I’ll come pick it up tomorrow.” For a clothing shop like this, one gold coin was definitely a major deal.
The owner carefully put away the gold coin, then stood and saw Felix out.
Felix returned to the Lanes and found Silco.
At that moment, Silco was discussing something with Singed.
“How’s the research going?” “Don’t be impatient, Felix.
This kind of thing takes a lot of time.” “I know.
Is there still enough funding?” Felix asked.
“Funds are still tight right now, but if you need money, go take some,” Silco said helplessly.
“Wait!
Our research is already short on funds,” Singed could not help interrupting from the side.
“I’m the boss.
Besides, Felix is also using it for research.
You’re simply working in different directions,” Silco retorted.
“Hey, hey, hey.
I’m not asking for money,” Felix explained.
“The first batch of firearms is already finished.
I tested them.
There are some risks, but they can all be used normally.” “You succeeded?
Felix, you really are a genius.” Silco could not help praising him.
Felix’s talent in this field was truly astonishing.
“They’re not the same as my gun, but I can try selling them.
Don’t worry.
Leave this to me.” Felix did not explain too much.
He only said what he planned to do.
“Fine.
Handle it yourself.
Just don’t cause too much trouble.” Silco trusted Felix a great deal, and Felix had already shown his ability.
After chatting with Silco for a while longer, Felix left the factory.
Felix was in a good mood.
After spending so much time in Zaun, he had also started adapting to the environment here.
He walked down the street.
There were quite a few people coming and going.
Old people and children curled up in roadside corners were not uncommon either.
Felix had already grown used to everything in the Undercity.
He headed toward a street food stall he often visited.
A huge one-eyed beastman was using an enormous kitchen knife to slice sump frog meat.
Although Felix had turned up his nose at this food when he first arrived, after eating it, he somehow found himself craving it again.
The thing looked disgusting, but the taste was actually pretty good.
“Jericho, the usual.
Fried sump frog meat.” “Ah-woo-ah.” Jericho let out an incomprehensible response.
The food was ready very quickly.
Felix sat beside the small stall.
At that moment, faint sobbing nearby caught his attention.
He turned his head and saw the blue-haired girl beside him.
“Jinx?” Felix still could not connect the two versions of her together, but in his heart, he was certain she had to be Jinx.
“Ah, I remember you.
What did you say?” Jinx had not heard what Felix said clearly, but she had obviously recognized him.
“My name is Felix.
Why are you crying here?” Felix was clearly in a good mood.
Besides, he was also very interested in Jinx, for all sorts of reasons.
“I’m Powder.” Then she told Felix what had happened.
Felix ate while listening to her pour out her grievances.
As for the reason, it was roughly that their group had gone out to steal something, and then Jinx had messed everything up.
Her little partner Mylo had also run his mouth a few times beside her.
That was basically it.
As Felix listened, he understood why Powder was so different from the Jinx he had imagined.
According to Powder’s story, her abilities were inferior to her teammates, she was bad during missions, she was bad at fighting, and she had a companion beside her constantly running his mouth.
But Felix knew her talent was maxed out in firearms and bombs.
Under Vander, though, what use were those talents?
With Vander, she could not even touch a real firearm.
After thinking for a moment, Felix handed the small pistol at his waist to Powder.
“You need an environment where you can release your talent.
Under Vander, you’ll never be able to show what you can really do.” This pistol was something Felix had recently made for self-defense.
It was small and had little recoil.
Powder took the pistol and looked at Felix in confusion.
“Keep it.
At a critical moment, it’ll help you.
You’ll come find me again, when you truly want power.” Just as Felix was chatting with Powder, a flash of red appeared in his vision.
It was Vi.
“Sorry.
My sister caused you trouble.” Vi gave him an apologetic smile.
“Come on, Powder.
Don’t listen to that asshole Mylo.
He just needs someone to knock some sense into him.” Watching Powder hide the little pistol in her bag and leave, Felix smiled, tossed down two coins, and left the stall as well.
He starts out weak and almost gets killed by Aatrox, but survives by using his knowledge of League lore.
After that, he gains a system that rewards him whenever he helps important characters fulfill their desires, gaining one of its abilities or traits.
The story is basically Zach traveling across Runeterra, helping major characters with their biggest problems.
He gets involved with Aatrox, Kai’Sa, Taliyah, Ashe, Ahri, Soraka, Lux, Syndra, Viego, Bard, Aurelion Sol, and many others.
Major love interests: Ashe, Kai’Sa, Ahri, Soraka, Lux, and Syndra.