After a moment of hesitation, Ezreal decided to check out Zaun.
It wasn't that he was interested in "Miss Opeia's Ancestral Ruins" or Miss Opeia herself; Ezreal simply hoped to prove himself to the Explorers Association.
Since the Explorers Association currently didn't have the manpower to process his membership, he would actively go and prove himself to the association. If the mountain won't come to me, I will go to the mountain!
However, his trip to Kumungu had nearly exhausted his supplies, so he needed to prepare some essential tools for Zaun first.
Hmm—
He needed a pickaxe, a new pair of boots, a new jacket, and a sturdy enough pocket, preferably with an automatic opening function, as well as a filter and an underwater respirator…
Just by turning two street corners, Ezreal thought of a whole list of things he needed and pulled out the notebook he carried with him to record them one by one.
Well, he'd buy them at Zari's, and put them on his uncle's tab.
Soon, Ezreal completed his equipment preparations.
After packing his bags, he tidied his fluffy Xiao Huangmao, took the lift, put on his filter, and officially entered Zaun.
Relying on his well-developed height and face-obscuring goggles, Ezreal smoothly blended in with a group of explorers, casually chatting with them as if they were old friends, and officially joined the "search for Opeia's Ancestral Ruins."
Through these excited guys, Ezreal finally learned the main objective of this trip—to keep an eye on a few Zaun miners.
"What a crazy party," Ezreal was dumbfounded after learning about this. "The premise of exploring is watching a few miners... Alright, for the sake of officially joining the association, I'll just endure a bit!"
...
Actually, besides Ezreal and a large group of explorers eager to win Miss Opeia's favor, there was another group of people who had their eyes on Lux and her companions.
Silco, with the help of Mr. Shadow, also found traces of Lux and her companions.
When he learned that Lux was actually personally clearing the mine pit with Benso and others, Silco was ecstatic.
A godsend!
Heaven helps me!
He didn't delay for a moment; on the very night he received the news, through Finn's introduction, Silco successfully connected with Marcus.
At Finn's alchemy factory, Silco met Marcus.
"You must really want to catch those brats, right?" Silco said, getting straight to the point, "Coincidentally, I also really want to cause some trouble for Vander. Perhaps we can cooperate?"
"Who are you?" Marcus looked at the one-eyed man in front of him, his mouth twitching almost imperceptibly under the filter. "Finn introduced you?"
"Look at me, I forgot to introduce myself." Silco blinked, revealing an unfriendly smile. "My name is Silco, and as you can see, I'm from Zaun... and I have a small conflict with Vander."
A small conflict?
Marcus slightly raised the corner of his mouth at Silco's understatement.
In Marcus's view, none of the people from the Undercity were good, and Finn's existence only deepened his ingrained impression.
Look, even a guy like Finn, who "leans towards Piltover," still makes one feel a genuine disgust. It goes without saying what kind of scum the people from the Undercity are, right?
According to Marcus's understanding, Zaun was a huge garbage dump, and everyone in it was trash. They cheated, swindled, and stole, causing endless trouble for Piltover.
When facing Zaunites, Marcus was always condescending, so when Silco stated that he had a conflict with Vander, Finn didn't think much of it; he just nodded, waiting for Silco to continue.
"I saw Piltover's wanted poster." Silco feigned a mercenary demeanor, lowering his head slightly, his voice full of undisguised Voracity. "The wanted poster for the four kids, that's a lot of money."
"Oh?" Marcus raised an eyebrow in surprise. "You know where they are? As far as I know, Vander has hidden them very well."
"No matter how deep a rat's hole is, it will always come out to breathe." Silco did not answer directly, but used a metaphor that put Marcus in a very good mood. "They took a mining job and are currently clearing a discarded mine pit!"
"Haha, that's really good news." Marcus was extremely pleased. "This... Mr. Silco, is your information accurate—those little brats aren't very old, would they really go mining?"
"Absolutely accurate." Silco nodded. "The youngest one is still drawing water from the underground river; my subordinates saw it clearly."
"Very good, you will receive a reward for the tip." Marcus adjusted his Enforcer hat. "This time, they won't escape."
"Are you leading the team yourself?" Silco rubbed his hands, feigning impatience. "If possible, I hope to join this operation—"
"Vander is not a suspect." Marcus stopped Silco's words. "To deal with a few brats, sending one guide is enough. Arresting people is the Enforcer's job."
"Understood, Mr. Marcus, completely understood." Silco lowered his head, his expression hidden. "I just hope to make Vander face reality..."
"Hahaha, I like your reasoning, make Vander face reality!" Marcus couldn't help but laugh when he heard this. "Well said—I will let Vander see all of this, and I also hope he can face reality and remain rational."
"Vander has many subordinates." Silco reminded in a low voice. "Many of them are desperate—desperate madmen are the most troublesome."
"Alright, Enforcers don't need to trade lives with a bunch of madmen..." Speaking of this, Marcus finally smacked his lips. "When you apprehend those rats, you can also bring some people, but remember, act on my orders!"
"No problem." Silco agreed crisply. "Everything will be the will of Piltover, the will of the Council."
"Well said, Silco." Marcus patted his shoulder. "You have a good head on your shoulders; even in a rotten place like Zaun, you still have a promising future."
Finally, Marcus, pleased with the "good news," returned to Piltover, intending to bring reliable personnel tomorrow to apprehend the four brats who caused the explosion.
And after he left, Silco, who had been keeping his head down, finally raised his face.
"Idiot." His facial muscles stiffly pulled into a smile. "I really hope he can keep smiling."
Klein's Small Class · Finn's Talent:
This guy generally gets along well with Piltover people—mainly because he can always adopt the humble posture that Piltover people most want to see.