lol: Bind Syndra at the start

"I kind of like her." Vladimir admired the girl's ability to overcome her fear.

"First of all, we're not demons." Ryan didn't want his reputation in Zaun to be tarnished, but he was also willing to help the girl. "But we happen to have mastered some of the devil's methods. Now, lead the way. Where is the factory?"

"Come with me!" The girl perked up. After a moment's hesitation, she said, "By the way, you can call me Isa."

Chapter 334: Distorted Factory

Isa is very familiar with Zaun, as can be seen from her route.

She did not choose the "highways" in Ryan's eyes, but instead went around in various tricky and narrow alleys.

In Isa's own words, these alleys are Zaun's secret passages.

Only the most authentic Zaun people are familiar with them. In most cases...for example, when Lady Piltover was trying to capture them, the Zaun people would rely on these secret passages to avoid the search by the Piltover law enforcement team.

"Why did the law enforcement team arrest you?" Ryan asked a somewhat clear question. "Their actions must be in accordance with the law."

He knew it was a stupid question, but he had to ask because he needed an answer.

"They don't know who the criminals are, or rather, they think everyone in Zaun is a criminal. Once they've held you captive for a while, even if you're released, no one will be willing to offer you a job."

"The bosses in Piltover think that those who were caught are bad guys who might steal their goods or materials; while the bosses in Zaun think that those who were caught have been brainwashed and might be spies from Piltover."

Although she was still young, Isa was familiar with the rules of Zaun. She moved quickly with her short legs, trying to reach the factory that the children called hell as soon as possible.

"Do you think Piltover and Zaun can coexist peacefully?" Ryan asked again.

Vladimir looked at Ryan, as if he thought it was a bit strange to talk about this topic with a child.

"I think..." Isa was silent for a while. She used her head to imagine that world, but finally she shook her head and said, "That's impossible."

"I mean, if."

"It would be wonderful if that were possible. The children of Zaun could stroll along the sunlit streets like Lady Piltover does, and they could study... or not. Studying costs money, so I'd rather spend it on medicine for my family."

"But at least they can grow up slowly, and their relatives can grow old slowly. Some of them may be able to see their grandparents, and they can also see their grandchildren..."

Isa's fantasy stopped here, and she didn't know what would happen next.

Ryan looked at Isa who was racking her brains. His original plan was to directly and violently "conquer" Zaun with force, and then negotiate with Piltover as the controller of Zaun.

But after meeting Isa, he remembered the plot of the original novel.

Zaun is chaotic, but even the most chaotic place has its own spiritual background.

The underlying tone of Zaun is undoubtedly resistance.

If I rule Zaun by force, will most ordinary people who are unaware of the situation be able to accept it?

How would they view themselves as foreign invaders?

Not to mention that the current Rune Universe is still at a stage where information dissemination is almost non-existent. Even in the era of extremely convenient information dissemination in the past, most people were separated from the truth by thick barriers.

It is impossible to expect the Zaun people who can't even recognize a few words to understand his good intentions. As for the reason why he did this... even Jayce, who was born in a small noble family in Piltover, doesn't believe it. How can he expect a group of people living in a garbage dump to believe that someone will help them unconditionally?

There may have been no choice before, but now Zaan has given me another choice.

Just like in the original novel, let Isa become the flame that ignites Jinx's will, and then let Jinx inherit the will of her two "fathers" and become the true leader of Zaun.

This was a decision that seemed crazy to outsiders, but Ryan, as a time traveler, understood Jinx better than the outside world...even Jinx herself.

Her madness was just a protective layer, and her core was just like Isa now.

As the leader of a chaotic city-state, a little mental illness doesn't seem to be a big problem.

After all, in Bilgewater, which was not too far away, the new leader still confidently called hiring pirates to plunder a carefully calculated purchase!

Ryan looked down at Isa and hesitated for a moment before telling her the idea.

Communication between people requires building trust first, and nothing is easier to gain trust than revenge for someone else.

A pitch-black factory appeared in front of the three people. The factory was very large, with several steel buildings standing there. Smog of various colors floated out from the chimneys of the factory buildings and merged into the top layer of "clouds".

"it is this?"

Ryan asked.

"It's right here!" Isa's eyes showed hatred, but then she said with a little worry: "But many innocent people may be in here too."

"They should all be in these smoking factories. What is this building used for?" Ryan pointed to one of the isolated tall buildings.

It is some distance away from other factories and is surrounded by lush green lawns, a rare sight in Zaun.

"That's the base of the Alchemist Baron and his men!" Isa said, looking at it. "They will rest there."

"So there are no innocent people in this building?" Ryan asked.

"No, they don't allow workers to go near there."

Isa said with certainty.

"That'll be easy."

Ryan took two steps forward, and Vladimir suddenly realized his plan, and his scarlet eyes showed anticipation.

Isa stared in confusion, she didn't know how the 'devil' was going to deal with those bad guys.

But in the next second... her eyes looked in another direction, which was the boundary of the factory, next to a ditch that emitted a foul smell.

Isa took a deep breath, and then said silently in her heart:

"Kai, Lisa, Limon... you can finally rest in peace. I led the demons here, and they will finally pay for their evil deeds!"

......

Ryan didn't know what Issa was thinking.

He looked at the buildings in the distance and suddenly wanted to imitate Sindra's "barbaric" methods.

After all, for ordinary people, this is the most intuitive visual impact.

For Vladimir, this was a small display of his skills, letting him know that his investment was worth it.

'Om'

A gloomy atmosphere emanated as Ryan raised his hand, and a dark purple force quietly enveloped the entire building.

And when Ryan swung his arms... a huge sound of metal twisting rang out in the factory, and the sturdy building made entirely of reinforced concrete was like a crispy biscuit on the dining table.

It was first torn up from the ground by the darkness, and then gradually became twisted in the gloomy power.

The six-story building was slowly solidifying at a speed visible to the naked eye. The irresistible force made it compress, compress, and compress again and again.

finally......

Ryan withdrew his arm.

A mottled sphere the size of a soccer ball flew over from a distance, and then smashed into the ground with a 'bang'.

"All your enemies are here now."

Chapter 335: Apply for World Heritage!

Isa looked down at the ball-shaped building, confusion on her little face.

"You can take a closer look."

Ryan spoke.

He understood Issa... What kind of magic could a girl living in Zaun have seen? Perhaps the most magical thing she had seen was the shimmer potion turning people into monsters.

Vladimir's reaction was much calmer than Isa's. His expression hardly changed, but when he looked at Ryan, there seemed to be a light flashing in his eyes.

The little girl squatted down obediently. She put her eyes close to the ball, almost touching it. Finally, she pointed at a bright color on the 'building' and said, "Is this... their clothes?"

"Maybe." Ryan couldn't tell, but it didn't matter. "This is just the first batch. If you feel this method isn't enough to satisfy your anger, then you can think of other ways of revenge for the rest of your time."

There must be a grudge between Isa and the Alchemist Baron. This can be seen from the fact that the little girl was hunted down by the Alchemist Baron's men at the beginning of the story.

And another highlight is that Isa is mute in the plot.

But now Isa's speech is clear and she speaks more fluently than a professional player named K Nai.

Ryan thought it was because he arrived in time and the Alchemist Baron had not had time to have any other stories with Isa.

"That's good." Isa said softly, and she looked at the inconspicuous ditch near the factory again.

Then he suddenly reached out and grabbed the ball compressed by the building, and his cheeks turned red in an instant.

"What do you want to do?"

"I wanted to... throw them in the ditch," Isa explained. "I have a lot of friends in the ditch, and I wanted to show them."

"Let me tell you, even though they look like a ball, they are essentially a building."

Ryan raised his hand and helped Isa throw the ball into the ditch.

The splashing water made Isa's eyes moist, but she sniffed and suddenly looked at Ryan, "I know other factories!"

"We have to take it one step at a time." Ryan reached out and gently rubbed Isa's head. "Only by solving the source of the problem first can we calm the chaos."

This unconscious action made Isa stunned for a moment, as if it brought back a long-lost warm memory. "Thank you."

"no need thank me?"

"Thank you for your willingness to help us."

The difficult life made Isa realize the value of this kind of assistance.

Looking at the girl's cheek, Ryan asked, "Do you want to make Zaun a better place?"

"Yes!" Isa seemed to understand Ryan's implication, "What can I do for my hometown?"

The girl's initiative was beyond Ryan's imagination, but the time had not yet come. He now had to see what attitude the alchemy barons had towards him.

"There's no rush now. Let's go explain the situation to the workers in the factory first."

Ryan held Isa's little hand and walked towards the factory area.

The noise of the buildings being destroyed and compressed was quite loud, and the whistling sound could be heard almost within a one-kilometer radius.

But until now, no one from those factories has come out to check on the situation.

Even the drifting smoke was not affected by the noise and still maintained its original frequency.

Ryan had opened the cage that bound their bodies, but the cage that imprisoned their spirits still existed.

Vladimir followed behind Ryan. He used to question Ryan's decision-making, but now he chose to put the doubts behind him.

Because strength is the answer.

......

The three men passed the iron fence and heard a chaotic shouting when they approached the factory.

That building was the residence of the Alchemist Baron's men, but there were also a few guards left in the factory.

At this time, the guards did not prioritize seeing what was happening outside, but instead chose to diligently maintain order in the factory.

A certain "great" alchemist baron once said that even if Zaun were to sink to the bottom of the sea in the next second, the machines that should be running must keep running, and the slaves who should work must work desperately!

But this diligence made them lose their last chance to escape.

When the three men walked into the factory, most of the workers' attention was attracted by them.

The main reason is that Ryan and Vladimir's temperament is incompatible with Zaun, but the little ones next to them...many recognized Isa.

The 'smart' ones chose to remain silent, while the 'foolish' ones tried to speak up to remind Isa to run.

The guards also noticed these three people. They walked towards them with fierce looks. One of them had an arm that had been mechanically modified and seemed to be the leader.

"you......"

'Snapped'

Ryan snapped his fingers lightly.

A gloomy flame suddenly ignited and engulfed the guard's body in an instant, without even giving him time to say his name.

The expressions of the other guards just changed, but the Dark Flame did not give them any chance either.

In almost a breath, the living guards turned into... well, not even a trace of them was left.

The workers stared at the scene blankly, their minds completely filled with blankness.

Isa held her breath, as if she was afraid that the sound of breathing would wake her up from this 'dream'.

Her fingers quietly pinched something, wanting to test the authenticity with the pain.