"Let all relevant personnel mobilize and make sure Hex TV appears in every corner of the world by the end of February."

"Of course this is a huge amount of money, but we can completely control the right to speak in Rune Continent, and this cannot be bought back with any amount of money! So we must not be careless and relax, and we must do our best!"

"Skel, you will lead three hundred law enforcement officers to protect Professor Moss and the others. If anything happens to the professors, I will take it upon you!"

At the airship center in Piltover, Jess wore a parliamentary uniform and spoke seriously to the law enforcement officers on standby in front of him.

"Yes!" Skye puffed out his chest and responded loudly.

Thinking of something, Jess immediately said:

"If there is a conflict with the locals and in times of crisis, I allow you to use force."

"The Twin Cities no longer need to hibernate!"

Jess waved his hand, "Go!"

The behemoth of the blue sky curtain blocks the scorching sun, and in the sky above Piltover, Hex's accelerating flight gate is already ready.

Professors Skye and Moss will lead the team to Shurima for construction, while Professors Jack and Alyssa will go to Freljord for Hex TV construction.

Brian's job in the third team is not easy either. He is leading the team in the continent of Valoran. Although this continent has a very good climate and environment, it is also the place with the most countries and tribes.

"Twin Cities Law Enforcement Officers, dispatch!"

"yes!"

In an order that could shock even Demacians, the law enforcement officers walked onto the Hex airship one by one, with firm eyes and resolute faces.

They know what the purpose of the trip is.

The void will one day be revealed in everything they make!

Deep in Shurima, there is a giant peak that is higher than the sky, with no peak visible. The mountains below are covered with snow. In a place between Kalamanda and Targon Mountains, this is a deserted land.

It's a scorching sun, and not even a single animal can be found here, let alone businessmen.

The sun burns the gravel until it burns your feet. If you throw an egg on it, it might be cooked even if you bury it for ten minutes.

And just when Shurima was at its hottest, a hand suddenly poked out from under the gravel.

"Ahem!"

Coughing, accompanied by rapid wheezing, followed by the sound of spitting out something.

This hand pressed hard on the gravel, and then, a strange blue light began to flash. The source of the light was the glove on this hand, a golden glove inlaid with a huge blue gem.

"I'm so thirsty!"

The blue light flashed sharply, and the next moment, a young man covered in sweat, wearing a tattered jacket and a Shurima sun protection cloak, appeared in the scorching sun.

He has beautiful yellow hair that is as beautiful as the golden sun. Looking down, you can see a simple goggles made by Pi City Technology. Looking down, you can see a straight nose, a perfect philtrum, and thin lips with delicate upper lip beads.

Perfect, making his lips look extremely seductive.

"I counted 413 days in the underground world, so how long have I been out?"

He put the goggles on his head and pressed his yellow hair back, revealing his full forehead and a pair of beautiful blue eyes.

"Hmm, should I go back? I think my uncle must be dying of panic."

"No, no, no, rather than going back, what I should do most now is eat and drink water!"

"I don't want to eat lizard meat, spider meat, or drink animal blood anymore."

Ezreal stuck out his tongue, took out an extremely ancient pocket watch from his arms, and narrowed his eyes.

"That's the north, so it's definitely right for me to go north."

As Piltover's most outstanding explorer (self-proclaimed), Ezreal went out on adventures at a young age. Although his original purpose was just to find his missing parents, he has been very curious since he was a child and was influenced by his parents to love adventure stories.

Ezreal also slowly fell into the excitement of adventure.

Now, he is going on adventures, exploring the secrets of Shurima, and looking for traces of his parents.

Even though his parents have not been found yet, Ezreal believes that they must still be alive.

What he has to do now is to become the best explorer in the world. When the time comes, his parents will definitely come back to find him.

"Ner'zhul's copper gauntlets are really useful."

The sun shone on the gloves, reflecting them into a bright golden color. There was a smile on Ezreal's extremely handsome face, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he activated his magic.

In an instant, Ezreal disappeared from the spot and appeared several hundred meters away.

"If we keep going like this, we will definitely arrive soon!"

In the evening, Ezreal successfully found a village.

It was also here that Ezreal communicated with a living person for the first time in the past year and a half.

He finally didn't have to talk to himself in the dark tomb. It was better to talk to others. He talked to himself a lot. Sometimes Ezreal felt like he was sick.

"This is Bangkok Village? So that's Kalamanda over there?"

Late-night village taverns are probably the only entertainment for locals.

Ezreal ordered a glass of dark wine that he could not name, sat at the bar, and communicated with the owner of the tavern.

"Although you speak the language very well, but judging from your dress and appearance, you are not a local, are you?" The tavern owner is a woman in her thirties. Looking at the handsome Ezreal, she felt fond of him.

Talking to Ezreal with a smile.

"Well, I am an explorer." Ezreal said with a smile.

"This is not a good job."

Ezreal took a sip of wine and nodded, "I like an exciting life."

After that, Ezreal said again: "By the way, can I ask what is going on with the buildings in the open space outside?"

"You mean that big black board?" The tavern owner picked up a bottle of wine, poured it into a cup and handed it to a customer.

Turning around, she was in front of Ezreal again.

This was probably the most handsome man she had ever seen in her life.

"It was made by people from the Twin Cities. When the time comes to use it, we can see athletes from our tribe on it."

"Athlete?" Ezreal said in surprise.

This word should not appear in Shurima, it is a word that only appears in Piltover.

"Why, are you curious?"

"The twin cities you're talking about are Piltover and Zaun, right?"

"Where are you from? How come you don't even know the Twin Cities?" The landlady narrowed her eyes, somewhat doubting Ezreal's identity.

The whole world knows which two cities the Twin Cities refers to, but this handsome guy asked such a question?

"I"

Of course Ezreal has been paying attention to things in his hometown these years.

He was super surprised when he learned that Piltover and Zaun reconciled and became the twin cities.

But he happened to be looking for Ner'zhul's tomb at that time, so Ezreal didn't go back.

It's been a few years since I came out.

"Where am I from?"

Ezreal raised the cup and took a heavy sip of wine.

"A Mrs. Piltover who hasn't come home yet."

Showing his white teeth and smiling, Ezreal made up his mind.

This time he must go home and take a look.
Chapter completed!