Racing Across the Land

Riven listened, tears welling in her eyes. She too had an unhappy childhood, and she deeply empathized with stories like these. ¤ (¯´☆✭.¸_)¤ ¤(_¸.✭☆´¯) ¤

Wei seemed flustered, as if she hadn't expected someone who appeared so strong to shed tears so easily.

"Hey, are you alright? I'm just worried about people crying."

Riven wiped her eyes. "I feel so sorry for your background. It all happened so quietly."

"Pitiful? I don't think so at all. I can live legitimately in Piltover now, with no worries about food or clothing. What's there to be pitiful about?"

But your experience is full of sadness.

"There are many people like me. If we talk about the past, I don't think many of us are happy, are we?"

"Yes, every time I look back on the past, I feel like a stone is weighing on my heart, but thinking about my current life fills me with joy."

"Yes, we should look forward."

The two finally found common ground and smiled after a long time. Just then, Caitlyn returned, carrying an exquisite box.

"What are you talking about? You seem to be having a good time."

"Uh, actually it's nothing happy. What are you holding, darling? Is it a gift for me?"

"If you keep talking like that, I'll throw it away."

"No, no, no, it's such a waste to throw them away after buying them. Look at the length... is it a prosthetic leg?"

"Yes, a masterpiece from the Philoss House! The doctor will be here soon, so be prepared!"

"The Philoss House? Isn't that Hextech shop?" Vi asked, her face full of surprise.

"Yeah, why are you so surprised? Didn't you just see the Primal Crystal?"

"Weren't those two Primal Crystal meant to make motorcycles and weapons? Are there any left over?"

"Of course there's some left over. Two pieces that big could make two motorcycles," Sheriff Jorba said, grinning from ear to ear.

"Oh, this is fantastic! I'd be happy with just a regular prosthetic limb, but this is a masterpiece made by Ferros!"

Vi didn't know how many crystals were needed to make the motorcycle; she thought they were all for Jorba. Now that she heard she could also have a pair of Hextech arms made for herself, she was overjoyed!

After all, ordinary prostheses can only cope with daily life, while Hextech Prosthetic can not only adapt to the body, but are also stronger than ever before!

Installing Hextech Prosthetic is very simple and can be done without even going to the operating room. Of course, I couldn't see the process because Vi wasn't wearing a shirt.

After waiting outside the ward for a while, the doctor came out and told me I could go in.

Wei's arms and upper body were tightly bound with bandages, and it would take about a week for them to fully integrate. Even now, right after the bandages were put on, she could already move her fingers.

"This feels amazing! I thought I'd be disabled for the rest of my life, but I never imagined I'd have a chance for revenge!"

"Stop thinking about revenge, focus on getting better first," I advised her.

"I will remember this kindness. Once I recover, I will go to the desert to find the Primal Crystal and return it to you!"

"Alright, but finding the Primal Crystal is more dangerous than getting revenge on Jinx. You should save your life and get your revenge first."

"There shouldn't be any problem now! Jinx's strength lies in her weapon. If I'm not mistaken, the machine gun she's wielding is Hextech Weapons. Now that we have equivalent equipment, I won't lose to her!"

Wei was full of confidence and couldn't wait to be discharged from the hospital. He had to admit that Hextech is a really good thing, greatly making people's lives more convenient.

Of course, it would be even more terrifying if it were made into a weapon; everything has two sides.

"By the way Yasuo, Riven, the sheriff wants to see you. Why don't you go over there?" Caitlyn said.

"What's up?"

"I'm not sure either. It might be related to the crystals. After all, we haven't seen finished crystals in a long time, and you've brought so many."

"That guy is so greedy!"

When we arrived at the police station, Jorba had already prepared tea and handed us two briefcase-sized boxes after seeing us.

"This is a motorcycle. It's already been manufactured and is more advanced than the police station's. If you don't know how to use it, Caitlyn can teach you."

Thank you. Is there anything else?

"I should be saying thank you. Thank you for helping Vi make up for her losses and for providing her with the crystals needed to make the Hextech Prosthetic."

"She has already thanked us. If there's nothing else, we'll take our leave."

That's all, please go ahead.

I initially thought Jorba was up to something again, but he just gave us a motorcycle. He was quite efficient. I never expected that such a thing could be put in such a small box.

We went to a less crowded suburb and opened the box. Inside was a start button. After pressing it, the box quickly transformed into a motorcycle.

It wasn't actually inside a box; the box itself was a motorcycle!

"Wow! That's so cool!" Riven's surprise was palpable.

"Come on, let's give it a try."

Hextech Motorcycle are simpler to operate than I imagined; almost everything is done with buttons.

In addition to flight and water-crossing capabilities, it also features offensive and defensive functions, making it very suitable for us. However, we need to familiarize ourselves with the details of its functions.

"Let's go for a walk."

Riven and I couldn't wait to get going. Our motorcycles were different from the police station's; theirs were dark blue, while ours were the Primal Crystal.

There are also some differences in appearance. Our motorcycles are smaller and have simpler overall lines, which is also a way to distinguish them from police cars.

Walking the streets of Piltover, we attracted 100% attention, since no one outside the police force had ever seen anyone driving this kind of vehicle before.

Since we couldn't escape from here, we decided to head outside the city to let loose!

Even the most sophisticated machinery is vulnerable to sand. We don't know if Hextech is afraid of sand, but just to be on the safe side, we released Wind Force to surround the motorcycle.

Speed can create passion. We gallop recklessly through the desert, feeling the wind's flow more intensely than ordinary people, and experiencing greater sensory stimulation.

This feeling is mesmerizing!

We sped past, kicking up clouds of dust behind us. Because we were so quiet, many treasure hunters were startled by our movements.

Some people even pointed weapons at us, but in the blink of an eye we disappeared from sight. They were probably still standing there, bewildered, not knowing what had happened.

After a period of high-speed driving, we stopped. With so many functions, we can't just focus on running; we also need to go up in the sky and down in the sea occasionally, right?

"Activate flight mode, let's take off!"

"Good!"

I don't know how high the motorcycle can fly, but I stopped when I felt scared.

The view from up there is absolutely wonderful!