People in the Alliance, Time Management Master

Girls really are made of water.

"Don't cry, go home now." He stepped forward and patted the girl's head. "If you keep crying, it will be dawn."

“Little White…” Jinx pouted, rubbing her eyes with her small hands, her thin shoulders trembling slightly.

"Don't push yourself anymore... If you're tired... just go to sleep... I'll be watching over you..."

Jess, who was standing nearby, was stunned. "Dude, are you going to die?"

"..."

"Little White, my Little White... Waaaaah..." Jinx cried loudly, as if she had been paid.

"Alas, brother... life is unpredictable. Do you have any last wishes? I will do my best to help you fulfill them." Jess's face was full of sorrow.

"..."

“Waaaa, Little White…”

"Brother, don't be so polite with me, just say it."

Waaah? I'll punch every waaah monster in one go!

Mu Bai's forehead veins bulged, and he angrily punched Jayce, who had been cursing him to die. Then he picked up the weak and easily pushed Jinx with one hand and carried her on his shoulder.

"Elbow, come home with me."

Jinx blinked in confusion, and her crying gradually subsided.

Jess sat on the ground, bewildered, covering his swollen cheek.

What happened to the promise of treating everyone equally? Why are you only hitting me?

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Piltover, in the upstream residential area.

Wearing only a thin nightgown, Caitlin lay alone in bed, gazing listlessly out the window.

There were many clips on the floor of the room, but they had all been put away—just put away.

"Today...it's already the tenth day." She murmured with a sigh.

Will Mu Bai come back tonight... or tomorrow? The day after tomorrow? The day after that?

So slow...

Hmm... Despite all the preparations, he still hasn't returned after ten days...

The girl pursed her red lips and turned over, her eyes filled with a mixture of disappointment and anticipation.

Doesn't he want to sleep on the third floor...? Wait, he was always so... well...

He's clumsy and indecisive; he's obviously a pervert...

Oh, right, when he gets back... do we really want to do *that*...?

Will it hurt a lot...? Ugh...

Is it from the back or the front?

Chapter 64 Jinx: I Lived in Bengbu

After a good night's rest, Mu Bai prepared to leave the ditch area.

Warwick doesn't know when he'll come, so waiting around is a waste of time. Leaving a letter in the safe house will suffice.

As for Salafine, she knew how to get to Caitlin's house, so there was no need for her to make a special trip to visit.

The only problem now is...

"Little White~ I want some juice~~ Quick, pour me some~~~"

"Can't you move a little yourself..." Mu Bai said helplessly as he tidied up his things. "The juice is right on the table—within your reach. You just need to sit up and move your fingers."

Jinx stuck out her tongue and spun around on the sofa a couple of times in a spoiled manner, "My injury hasn't healed yet, can you help me pour it?"

"...Don't think I don't know, your injury healed a week ago." Mu Bai clearly remembered that he had completed the mission and obtained Hexflash a week ago.

"Oh dear, even after an injury heals, there's still a recovery period."

"Then I'm about to die."

"?"

"Waaaaah, my little white car? Hmm? Who was crying all night?"

"Stop, stop, stop... I'll pour it myself, I'll pour it myself..."

"'Waaaaah, Little White, please don't die...' That's what someone was saying last night, right?"

"Stop talking!!"

Jinx buried her head in the pillow in embarrassment, covered her ears with her hands, and her two little blue braids kept swinging.

Thinking about her ridiculous appearance yesterday, she wished she could find a hole to crawl into and discuss life philosophies with the mouse.

Bengbu has been secured, and the major defenses have been breached.

Seeing the girl's flustered behavior, Mu Bai suddenly felt that he might have found some incredible switch.

That's great, the extremes have reversed...

"Alright, stop fooling around. How's your opinion on the question I asked you before?"

"Hmm..." Jinx covered most of her face with a pillow, only revealing her beautiful pink eyes. "As for me... never mind, you can go back by yourself."

"So where have you been staying all this time?"

"This is fine. Please, you don't really think I can't take care of myself, do you?"

"No, that's not it... but I think it would be better if you came back to Piltover with me."

"Forget it, Xiaobai." Jinx waved her hand impatiently. "Hat Lady won't welcome a lunatic who's messed with her countless times."

This wasn't just needless worry. She could already imagine how furious Caitlin would be if she actually went with her.

Cops and criminals can never coexist peacefully.

not to mention……

Jinx glanced at Mu Bai discreetly, a complex expression flashing across her eyes.

Hmph, when it comes to stealing a man, it's always easier to do it secretly. If you try to snatch him openly and forcefully, you're more likely to mess things up.

"Well... alright." Mu Bai put on his coat and opened the door. "Then see you in Piltover in ten days."

"Wait a minute."

"Ok?"

Jinx jumped up from the sofa, then quickly walked over to him and stood on tiptoe.

Before Mu Bai could react, a kiss mark from the girl was already on his face.

"This is... a reward for helping me twice... don't misunderstand..."

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Inside the dilapidated laboratory on the edge of the thick fog in Xinghuo Lane, Jess was contentedly scavenging for supplies.

He hadn't slept all night, but he wasn't sleepy at all; on the contrary, he was full of energy.

Putting aside the crystal fragments he pried out of those robotic bodies, the crystals hidden in the laboratory safe alone were enough to make him grin from ear to ear.

This amount of material, if used solely to maintain Hextech Warhammers, would be enough for ten or twenty years!

"Just how many crystals did Code C give Viktor? Tsk tsk tsk..."

Jess sighed as he stuffed the scattered crystals into his bag. A crowd of onlookers had gathered outside, eager to get in and profit, but the sight of the electrified hammer deterred them from doing so until Jess left.

In fact, the energy of these crystal fragments is incomplete, and many of them are not even one-tenth of the original energy, but their value is still immeasurable.

In terms of equal quality, a primordial crystal is worth more than ten or a hundred times more than a hexagonal crystal.

Let alone ordinary people, even a high-ranking inventor like Jess had never seen so many crystals.

It's out! This time it's really out!

“This weighs at least fifteen kilograms…” Jess weighed the backpack in his hand, a number of thoughts flashing through his mind.

First, take some out to repair the warhammer, then take some out for research...

Then...maybe we could try crafting some equipment for Mu Bai? A Hextech Greatsword, and a Hextech Armor...hmm, not bad, not bad.

Finally, we'll go find that Zaun kid and see if he can create an even more powerful time machine.

perfect!

"The rest are yours."

Jess slung his backpack over his shoulder, a smile on his face, and strode away. The onlookers outside immediately rushed into the house, and within minutes, they had looted everything.

For them, metal scraps can be sold for money, circuit boards can be sold for money, welding tools can be sold for money, and even human organs in bottles and jars can be sold for money; everything is a treasure.

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Piltover, Piltover Police Headquarters.

Regional Governor Cage Ross walked briskly, his leather boots making a crisp sound on the granite floor.

The busy police officers around him stood on both sides of the passageway as soon as they saw him, making way for him.

Normally, they would greet her warmly and ask when Mrs. Rose would bring some dessert, but not now.

Because Old Ross was in a bad mood—or at least that's how it seemed; his usually smiling face was clouded with gloom.

“Jack, Hansen, come with me.”

He waved to the two young officers and then went into his private office.

The sparsely furnished room was filled with piles of documents, and a cup of long-cold espresso stood forlornly on the desk.

"At your command, Governor Ross." The two young men stood ramrod straight, their manners impeccable.

“Don’t be so formal,” Old Ross rubbed his dark-circled eyes, his gloomy expression softening slightly. “I have something I need to ask you.”