The Chem-Baron who spoke was named Petrok, whose main technology mastered in Zaun was air purification. Don't think air purification technology is simple; ordinary air purification is certainly simple, but in a place like Zaun filled with chemical pollution, the difficulty of air purification is several times that of other regions. Consequently, chemical pollution treatment and classified discharge of pollutants were also within the rights mastered by Petrok.
Of course, for ordinary Zaunites, Petrok's most famous business was selling air—his huge ventilation stations were built on the upper, middle, and lower levels of Zaun. To ensure their own lives, Zaun workers, even if starving, needed to save part of their money to buy air. Even if their lives were cheap, they needed to ensure their children at least didn't suffer from physical deformities due to chemical pollution in the air. Let alone other Chem-Barons also needed clean air to ensure production efficiency.
For this, Petrok specially set up three grades of air—upper, middle, and lower—to meet different people's needs. As an air tycoon, to show his status, Petrok also let himself breathe in the purest air circulation forever.
"Easier said than done. If we go up, we really become Piltover's dogs; we have to be excitedly grateful for any random scraps." A woman with exquisite features and tender skin, looking somewhat charming and cold, sneered: "Petrok, do you really think Topsiders will specially buy your air?"
"At least better than dying directly." Petrok looked at Margot.
Margot did not appear in the original League of Legends universe's Zaun setting, but debuted in Arcane. The overlord of Zaun's prostitution group and entertainment industry, also deeply involved in human trafficking. Arrested by Caitlyn in the stream-of-consciousness montage opening Arcane season 2.
"Or do you think we should have a fight before leaving here?"
Saying this, Petrok also looked at Silco on the side.
Behind him was the gate. Silco's face was full of calm and indifference.
For Silco, if he could let Zaun usher in a true rise, then even if he died directly now, there would be no problem. The reason he still stood here was simply because... he wanted to see his brother return. He wanted to see Zaun rise. By then, even if hanged amidst people's direct curses, he could accept it with a smile.
Before these futures arrived...
Looking at everyone, feeling the message from the Storm Mark, Silco just said calmly: "Give up, your time is over."
While speaking, the gate just damaged by Jinx was kicked flying directly with a boom. Looking towards the gate, what entered the eyes was a living raging wave.
Surging storms and activated floods devoured the Chem-Barons' personal guards outside wantonly. In just a moment, bodies turned into red mist in the torrent one by one.
Looking at the torrent blocking the door, Chem-Barons retreated one after another, unconsciously leaning against the windows behind them.
Looking behind, what entered their eyes was no longer the previous lower level of Zaun, but surging flowing water—this place had been wrapped by the torrent, with nowhere to retreat.
A moment later, the flood blocking the door seemed to receive some order and separated to both sides naturally. Accompanied by steady and powerful footsteps, a tall figure walked out from the brand-new passage.
"Ha, first time meeting everyone, right? Let me introduce myself, my name is Faen."
With a leisurely smile on his face, Faen came into the conference room. Seeing this, before the Chem-Barons on the side said anything, Silco had already stood up naturally, then gave up his seat signaling Faen to sit down.
But Faen didn't care, just waved his hand indicating he wouldn't do this vain set.
Seeing Faen arrive, the Chem-Barons on the side looked at each other. Then Petrok also stood up and said: "Sir, actually our interests don't have fundamental confl—"
Before Petrok could finish, Faen shook his head, then the flowing water outside surged in. Seeing this, the Chem-Barons' faces changed in shock, subconsciously entering combat state. A large number of exquisite Chem-tech weapons and Hextech weapons popped out from mechanical bodies one by one, but before launching attacks, the flying torrent swallowed them whole.
However, he didn't crush them directly like facing those chemical thugs. The surging torrent wrapped them inside. Located in the clear vortex, they struggled constantly like insects falling into unsolidified amber, opening their mouths wide, spitting out a large number of bubbles. Because wearing an air hood, Petrok wasn't affected at first, but noticing Petrok's relaxation, Faen frowned slightly.
Just the moment after frowning, Petrok's air mask instantly produced countless fine cracks under the surging water pressure, then shattered suddenly. Turbid current submerged his mouth and nose, revealing the ugly state of suffocation and hypoxia.
Washing away and removing all Chem-tech equipment and Hextech Crystals on them, their brass alloy bodies were all shattered and abolished as long as they were unrelated to life support systems. Then Faen looked at Silco on the side and said: "Investigate other forces resisting stubbornly, then let the cadres you screened join Zaun's subsequent stability maintenance work."
"What about these people?" Silco pointed at the Chem-Barons on the side.
"Confirm the things they committed, then hang them to appease public anger."
Although wrapped by the water flow, the Chem-Barons still clearly heard Faen's words. Feeling the indifference in Faen's sea area, clearly realizing their situation, the Chem-Barons began to struggle desperately in the water. But accompanied by their struggle, the water pressure increased further. Although occasional bubbles prevented them from dying of hypoxia directly, it also made them unable to make any coherent sounds.
In contrast, Silco seemed to have expected this early, immediately nodding and saying: "I have always been recording related information. Give it to whom? You or Soona."
"Give it to Soona." Faen said: "You guys carry out Zaun's stability maintenance work yourselves; I have other things to handle."
Saying this, Faen looked at Jinx on the side, raised his chin and said: "Want to see your dear sister?"
Hearing this, Jinx, originally looking gloomy and bored, froze slightly, then raised an eyebrow and said: "Sister? Ha, what an interesting title... In what capacity did Vi return to Zaun?"
"In the capacity of a Piltover Enforcer."
Faen shrugged, then turned and walked outside. Seeing this, Jinx's eyes flickered twice, then followed Faen's back without saying a word. Silco didn't care about this; after all, as her adoptive father, he had long known Jinx's incomparably complex feelings for Vander and Vi.
In contrast...
Looking at the 'colleagues' imprisoned in the cubic water prison behind him, feeling the look of seeking help or threat in their eyes, Silco appeared very calm.
"Don't rush, my friends... we will all become sacrifices for Zaun's rebirth."
While speaking, Silco took out a tube of Shimmer, preparing to inject it into himself. Suddenly remembering something, he turned to throw the Shimmer potion into the trash can beside him, and took out a tube of joy factor from another pocket.
Injecting it into the right eye with the same method, feeling the joy rising from the bottom of his heart, Silco couldn't help moving his shoulders twice.
"Joy factor indeed kicks harder than Shimmer..." While muttering, Silco ordered Sevika who returned to watch these colleagues well, then sat on the terrace admiring the Zaun under his rule being nibbled away by the Wind of Change bit by bit, a satisfied smile gradually appearing on his face.
On the other side, having arrived here as early as when Faen reached the top of Zaun, Caitlyn's face was full of solemnity.
No other reason, the situation here was really too bad. Looking at the surrounding thugs under Chem-Barons who already had despair in their eyes, guarding the upper level of Zaun numbly completely losing combat consciousness, Caitlyn couldn't even understand what kind of enemy could make them despair like this.
Admittedly, when Faen launched a slaughter against those chemical thugs at the middle-level square concert, Caitlyn was shocked. But if Caitlyn remembered correctly, the current Piltover Council was already discussing strengthening Zaun's combat capability—that is, increasing the smuggling scale of Hextech weapons.
But the problem was, how long had passed? Less than three days since the concert massacre, how come they were already pushed to the fountain??
Is this reasonable?
Can't blame Caitlyn for thinking this way, but because the progress during this period was indeed too tense. The main reason Faen delayed pushing flat was because the cadre structure of the Wind of Change wasn't enough to take over the entire Zaun smoothly. But after the contract with Janna, and confirming the elite backbones selected by Silco for the Wind of Change, Faen had no worries about the resettlement task after retaking Zaun.
Originally lacking an opportunity to maximize the anger and dissatisfaction in Zaunites' hearts, thereby converting into higher intensity joyful emotions. Who would have thought, Chem-Barons directly used the Gray to reduce losses.
This kind of regional painful memory produced extremely intense fluctuations in the spirit realm. For an existence like Faen, half spirit realm and half material realm, there was simply no better source of power than this.
Just as Caitlyn was still wondering, suddenly, a voice came from the distance.
"Enforcer? Ha! I know you! I saw you at the banquet! Little girl of House Kiramman!"