LOL: Summoner of Goddess Janna

Caitlin thinks she is a lonely warrior, thinking that the world is drunk and I am sober, and the world is turbid and I am alone.

But who has never been young and passionate?

Didn't everyone spend 300 years in a daze before someone suddenly woke up and thought of changing everything that was filthy.

Caitlyn isn't the first good guy in Twin Cities history.

There have been many good people in this world.

Especially in the progressive Piltover.

"That's what I love about Piltover," Heimerdinger said. "At least you're willing to teach your kids something pure and beautiful when they're young."

"It's not like Noxus...the children there are sent to the battlefield from a young age, knowing nothing but burning, killing and looting all day long. Hey, it's so barbaric."

"But Picheng is different. Even in a merchant family like yours, there will always be some gentle, kind, sunny and warm-blooded children who are as radiant as the sun."

"Because of you, I like humans."

Heimerdinger looked at Caitlin approvingly, and then sighed quietly: "But children will grow up."

"Your mother always liked to touch my big head when she was a child, and when she grew up, she always liked to pull me to discuss her ideals. When she grew up, she began to fantasize about changing the world. Later... she would only sit on the high seat of the parliament High chair, call me Senator Heimerdinger."

"Caitlin, you too."

Hearing this, Caitlin was completely speechless.

She finally understood why her mother was so determined that she couldn't convince Heimerdinger.

Because Heimerdinger is a yordle, he has lived too long and seen too much.

A long-lived species who has lived for hundreds or thousands of years will not be as passionate as a tiny human being like her.

Heimerdinger has seen things similar to today. Moreover, they all ended in failure without exception.

"Caitlin, go back." Heimerdinger persuaded with a little apology.

Although this is not the first time, he will still feel sorry for the young people who appear in front of him every time.

"It's not your fault, kid."

"The human world... has always been like this."

Caitlin finally despaired.

It turned out that she was not special. She is just an ordinary person among countless people who have struggled in vain for thousands of years.

Perhaps in a few years, she will be assimilated by the world into the person she once hated the most, just like her mother.

Caitlin despaired of herself, of Piltover, and of all humanity.

"Sorry to bother you."

Caitlin turned around dejectedly, and walked out in a daze.

"You haven't brought your documents..." Heimerdinger reminded in a low voice.

"It's not important anymore. Professor, you can throw it away for me."

Caitlin left the office numbly. Heimerdinger wanted to catch up sympathetically, but stopped and sighed helplessly.

She didn't know where to go or what to do.

The cold reality lies ahead.

It was finally time for her warm blood to turn cold.

But... I am so unwilling!

Could it be that this world really cannot be changed?

Caitlin was thinking about these questions blankly, and she didn't know where she was in a daze.

Finally, after she wandered aimlessly for a long time... an abnormal noise from a small laboratory building in front suddenly woke up the lost policewoman:

"Hey hey!" There was a burst of hearty laughter.

Then there was a sound... smoke rising, metal melting, and iron pieces rumbling and falling, as if cutting by electric welding, but it was much smoother and more terrifying.

"Professor Victor—"

"Your invention is really amazing!"

At the same time, there were excited cheers from the students:

"With this Hex Robotic Arm, we don't have to be afraid of the Iron Fist anymore!"

Iron Fist?

This keyword instantly triggered Caitlin's alert radar.

She immediately forgot about her self-pity, opened the door curiously and walked in.

And as soon as Caitlin pushed the door and came in, the whole room fell into embarrassment:

I saw that in this large and spacious laboratory, it was almost full of college students wearing uniforms of Piltover University and badges of Hextech Institute.

Forget it, the key is that in the hands of these students...

All of them had weapons.

There are pistols, rifles, Gatlings, and bazookas. The firepower seems to be more violent than the equipment of the Piltover law enforcement officers.

Moreover, these weapons are not all mass-produced goods that are circulated on the market. They all have different styles and shapes. At first glance, they are customized goods made by professionals.

In the magical world of Runeterra, hand-made custom guns with "artisan spirit" are much better than those soulless industrial mass-produced guns.

It is no exaggeration to say that what these students are holding in their hands... is enough to arm a medium-sized gangster.

"You, you..."

"What is this doing?!"

The mechanical equipment laboratory of the Hextech Institute was secretly used by these students as a weapon workshop for making handmade guns!

Caitlin opened her mouth wide in surprise.

Then she realized that the group of students in front of her seemed familiar to her——

Yes, she met most of the students at Levi's "Business Lecture" yesterday.

"That... your name is Lena, right?"

"Li Wei's sister?"

Caitlin first recognized an acquaintance:

Lena held the grenade launcher she made by herself, with a very delicate expression: "Um...yes, I am Li Wei's sister."

"Officer Caitlin, why are you here...haha."

Caitlin didn't explain how she got here, she just wanted to know what the students were here for:

"What the hell are you trying to do?"

"Why is everyone holding a gun?"

Why are students holding guns, bombing schools?

"Uh..." Caitlin's eye-catching law enforcement uniform embarrassed everyone.

"This..." Lina's expression was a little flustered: "We are all students majoring in Hex mechanical engineering. The professor asked us to build some mechanical equipment to practice our hands. Isn't it reasonable?"

"That's right, that's right!" A classmate with a Gatling on his shoulder echoed solemnly, "This is our professional metalworking internship."

Caitlin: "..."

"Is it necessary to make a gun for practice?"

"What are you trying to do by building so many weapons without making a sound?" Caitlin asked extremely vigilantly.

"Well, the law and order is a little bit bad recently..." Lina racked her brains to make up: "So everyone wants to take advantage of the internship and make some weapons for themselves for self-defense."

"Everyone has a gun, so can we not be chaotic..."

Caitlin was silent again.

Then, she couldn't help pointing to the only adult present, Professor Victor, who was the most embarrassed at the moment:

"What about him? Is he also trying to defend himself?"

I saw Victor standing out from the crowd among the students.

He was wearing a mechanical exoskeleton that was obviously built on a temporary basis and had a rough appearance.

And on the spine of this mechanical exoskeleton armor, a mechanical arm with a unique shape was temporarily welded and installed.

It is like the third hand of a human being, and it is stably hanging behind Victor through the connection and control of the mechanical exoskeleton.

And on this mechanical arm, there is even a faint blue light flickering...

At first glance, it is a powerful equipment with Hextech gems installed!

"What's this?" Caitlin asked aggressively. "What's it for?"

"Um, this is..."

"Welding."