In Wayne’s future plans, the twin cities occupy a large proportion.
He has been exploring Runeland alone. Although he called Grindelwald and others over later, they were only there to help him complete the layout.
One day in the future, the two worlds will eventually move towards mutual communication.
People from the main world will come to Runeland to learn magic here and exploit the resources of the continent, while people from Runeland can also go to the main world to try to awaken idealistic witchcraft and bring back advanced technology there.
Naturally, a hub city is needed as a bridgehead for communication between the two worlds.
And Wayne chose Piltover and Zaun.
It is located at the intersection of Shurima and Valoran, with convenient transportation and a high level of technological development. Excluding local characteristics, it is basically close to the level of the Second Industrial Revolution, and there is no imperial system, which is close to the class division of the main world.
It is a very good choice.
And Silko is also a manager that Wayne values.
This kind of person who has concerns and ideals is the easiest to deal with. As long as you grasp his weak spot, he will work for you honestly.
Don’t you think so, Professor Dumbledore?
Therefore, Wayne is very patient in dealing with valuable talents. He spent two hours introducing Silko to his identity and some information about the main world.
Silko was stunned after hearing this.
After a long while, he said, "Mr. Lawrence, are you here to conquer this world?"
"You can understand it that way."
Wayne nodded calmly, "I will definitely take over every world that is discovered, but it does not mean complete rule, but after my order is issued, the society can operate in an orderly manner."
After another silence, Hilco slowly asked, "Then what is the difference between you and Piltover? It’s just that you have changed the ruler to exploit us and occupy (bdbd) the fruits of our labor."
Wayne raised his eyebrows slightly.
This old guy… there are still some signs of red.
"Mr. Silko."
Wayne tapped his fingers lightly on the bar with a strange rhythm, "First… you have to understand one thing."
"People are born into different classes, and there are also strict class divisions in society. This is a fact that cannot be changed."
Silco frowned, but he did not interrupt Wayne, but gestured to continue.
The young man nodded slightly, "But the living conditions corresponding to each class are not fixed. Nowadays, the salary of Zaun people is one-tenth of that of Piltover people or even less. Many people cannot even guarantee their basic living needs."
"But if it is changed to my rules, at least they can live in the sun, no longer breathe toxic air, and their salary will not be different because of their identity."
At the end, Wayne spread his hands helplessly: "If you are still not satisfied with this, I can only change someone elseI’m here to support you, but don’t worry, I won’t attack Jinx."
Silco’s eyelids twitched wildly.
Why did he start threatening?
"Mr. Lawrence, no matter what you say now, it’s just empty talk. I don’t know if you can do it in the future, but I know we have an enemy, Piltover."
"Not Piltover." Wayne corrected, "It’s the big capitalists in Piltover. You are responsible for killing them, and I will maintain order in Piltover and replace them with my own people."
"I promise that the Ferros family and the people she supports will not interfere with your actions, and will control the development of the situation, and will not gather the power of the whole city to deal with Zaun. "
Silco was tempted. The power in his hands was not weak. Those Piltover councillors did not dare to underestimate him, but this was only when facing a councillor’s power alone.
If Wayne could control the development of the situation and give him time to defeat them one by one, it seemed that it was not impossible.
Although he was close to agreeing in his heart, Silko still shook his head and said, "Mr. Lawrence, you paid too little. Just by talking, I bet on the lives of my brothers. This is not in line with what you said about win-win."
"Don’t worry."
Wayne smiled, "Of course I have other chips."
"Vander is not dead. I can bring him back and cure him to be your helper."
"What? !"
Silco stood up suddenly and knocked over a lot of bottles.
Half an hour later.
Outside the door of an inconspicuous house.
"Are you sure that Vander is in his hands? ”
Hilco suppressed his excitement, "Singed never told me where he kept Fandel?"
"You’ll know in a moment."
Wayne pointed his finger, and the door opened automatically. Singed, who was shaking the potion in the house, paused, but soon continued to move.
"Mr. Hilco, today doesn’t seem to be the day for delivery. I haven’t prepared what you want yet."
"Singed, where did you hide Fandel?"
Hilco stared at Singed’s face, which looked like a car accident scene, with cold eyes, "You can hide it from me in Zaun for so many years… It seems that you are more difficult to deal with than I thought."
Hilco didn’t take those alchemy barons seriously at all. The one he feared most in Zaun was Singed. This man was too mysterious. Even the glimmer potion was developed by him.
"Hey, Hilco, don’t be so aggressive. "
Wayne raised his hand to interrupt him and looked at Singed, "Dr. Livik, could you please drop a drop of your own blood into the sewer pipe?" .
