Chapter 81 Good evening, Mr. Victor
Piltover——
The exclusive building belonging to Councilor Tallis. The dark-haired young man with a sickly face and pale skin, holding a cane, pushed open the door of the laboratory with difficulty, his face full of fatigue.
"Victor, why are you here? You should have a good rest."
In the laboratory, Jace, who was reading information, heard the sound of the door opening and turned around. When he saw that the person who came in was Victor, he frowned and said in a deep voice.
"Compared to me, you are the one who should rest more now. Mel has already told me, Jess, have you not rested for two days?" A gentle voice sounded, and Victor raised his eyes and looked at the table. I saw dense amounts of information piled up in a mess, with various notes written by Jace on them.
Jess sat on the chair, looking tired, putting his hand on his forehead, and said in a deep voice: "I'm resting, you don't need to worry about me."
Walking to the table, Victor stretched out his hand to touch the manuscripts, with a slight smile on his lips, looked at Jace and shook his head: "Jess, I don't care."
"But I care!" Jace stood up suddenly, looked at Victor, and said seriously: "Don't give up, Victor, I will help you perfect the core of Hex, and I will definitely succeed."
"Is it successful?" Victor nodded unequivocally and said softly: "I believe in you, Jace, you will succeed. You are the most powerful person I have ever met, but not now, Jace, you are now There are too many burdens on my body.”
"The professor is right. Hex Technology has made us lose our way. You are lost in reputation, and I am lost in the desire to survive."
Victor stretched out his hand, grabbed the paper manuscript that Jace had made, crumpled it into a ball, and opened and closed his lips, "Remember? Jace, we were not like this before."
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After a while, he said to Victor:
"I know, Victor, I apologize to you. When you needed me most, I, I. In short, Victor, I have already applied for dismissal from the position of parliamentarian. I am not qualified to be this parliamentarian."
He understood what Victor meant. He had indeed lost himself and forgotten what he wanted in the first place.
He lost himself due to fame and fortune, but after learning about Victor's physical condition, Jess immediately focused on Victor.
During this period of time, Jess was also sure of one thing, that is, becoming a member of the House of Representatives and attracting everyone's attention. He indeed enjoyed this honor, but along with the responsibility of honor and status, as well as the intrigues between political interests, All this made Jace feel tired.
When did he forget his first happiness?
It was probably the time when I put on the clothes of a parliamentarian, walked to the stage, put down my hammer and became a politician.
"Jace, it's not this problem." Victor shook his head, "It's this thing. We really can't study it any more."
"Hex Technology is not as simple as we thought, especially after it is integrated with Rune, the Hex Core is just like the professor said, it is something we cannot control."
"Then what do you want me to do!" Jace roared at Victor. After several days of research with no results, all kinds of pressure on him, and lack of rest, Jace felt angry in his stomach.
Piltover's problem, Zaun's problem, Noxus' problem, Victor's problem
Becoming a member of parliament, but facing many problems, none of them can be solved!
Especially Victor’s problem!
"Hex Technology does not belong to me, Jess Tallis, but to both of us! You said give up, Victor, then what do you want me to do? Do you want me to watch my last My good brother died in front of me like this? Do you want me to do nothing? "
Victor looked at Jace blankly and opened his mouth, but nothing came out.
Jace looked at Victor and was stunned. He sat back in despair, slumped on the stool, covered his face with his hands, and whispered: "I'm sorry, Victor, I didn't mean to do it. I've just been too messy lately."
"But, Victor, I won't listen to you on this matter. Please wait until I bring you good news."
Jace didn't look at Victor, lowered his head and said in a deep voice: "Law Enforcement Officer!"
When Jace called out, the law enforcement officer responsible for guarding him walked in immediately.
He looked at Victor and said pleadingly: "Leave me alone, Victor."
Victor sighed and nodded, "Get some rest, Jace."
"I will."
Victor walked forward, glanced at Jace, and then left the laboratory.
Accompanied by the law enforcement officer, Victor tightened his grip on the stick.
Jace was doing it for his own good, but the Hex core was really not something they could control.
But is evolution really a good thing?
A trace of confusion flashed in Victor's eyes.
Late at night, Victor sat by the bed, looking at the manuscript with the Hex core engraved on it. After thinking about it, Victor finally sighed.
He said so many righteous words to Jace today, but in the end, he hesitated again when facing the Hex Core.
After a while, Victor put the manuscript on the bedside and prepared to fall asleep. His body no longer allows him to sit and work for long periods of time.
Lying on the bed, Victor closed his eyes, abandoned the random thoughts in his head, and calmed down.
But suddenly he heard something.
At first, Victor thought it was a law enforcement officer patrolling, but after listening carefully with his eyes closed and frowning, Victor realized that something seemed wrong.
That rustling sound, like a discussion outside the door?
"Ike, you're a bit shady."
"I won't die anyway."
"Is this the door the professor is talking about?"
"Let me take a look."
"It's this door, boss, Victor is inside."
Victor woke up instantly, sat up, then reached out to pick up the crutches, frowned as he looked at the iron door.
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Did he come to find himself and also knocked out the law enforcement officer?
This doesn't seem like something the Piltovers could do, but would the Zaunians cause trouble for him?
No. No, the Zaans don't know him at all. So, is he a Noxian?
Because Jace rejected them, they planned to use themselves to get back at Jace?
Victor took a deep breath, but he was not afraid, because this door was built by Jace specifically to protect him.
Since his health problems, Victor has moved to Jace's residence. Jace has used the best resources for him, from daily living to safety. Victor's current treatment is not that of a council member, but that of a council member.
The people outside were still talking, and they didn't lower their voices at all.
This made Victor more certain that the people outside were Noxians.
Only they can be that crazy.
"I can't open this door. I can't break it. How do you do this? Hiss, has Pi City's craftsmanship reached this level? Boss, you are right, we should really learn from Pi City. ”
"Get out of the way, Ike, let me come."
After saying this, Victor saw the outside quiet, but immediately, the steel door built by Jace began to tremble.
"There's too much noise!"
"It's okay, just knock them out if they are found."
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After hearing this, Victor saw the door shaking violently, no, the whole room was shaking. Seeing this, he stood up, put on his coat, walked toward the door on crutches.
When he reached the edge of the door, Victor said: "Okay, for those outside, I will open the door myself."
With that said, Victor reached out and pressed the button on the wall. When he got closer, Victor realized that the wall had cracked.
What would have happened if he had spoken a little later?
Victor thought for a while and thought that the door and the wall were probably lifted together, but... is this really something that human power can do? Victor didn't know the weight of this door, but he thought it would be no less than two thousand kilograms.
With the sound of air waves, the door was opened by a mechanism. Under the light of the corridor, Victor saw the two young men in front of him.
One has black hair, one has white hair, and what they are wearing is wait a minute!
This is not Noxian! ! !
And at this moment, the black-haired young man standing at the front, holding the door handle in his hand, looked at him with a sunny smile.
"Good evening, Victor."
"Ike, do it!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the white-haired young man beside him took out a sack, jumped in and covered his head with it.
"Well——"
This was Victor's last voice before he passed out.
(End of chapter)