MTL - The Mage Behind the Scenes From the Twin Cities-Chapter 41 Piltover in action

At about the same time, the Piltover South Town Open Plaza.

"We in Piltover have prospered for 200 years and encountered countless crises, but we have defeated them time and time again. And..."

On the high podium, Jace, dressed in a suit, expressed his emotions in a eloquent voice.

"To this end, we need everyone's help, and I hope everyone can contribute."

......

After half an hour, the people who filled the square dispersed.

Mel behaved calmly, smiled, and held a glass of water and handed it to Jace:

"How does it feel to serve the public?"

Jace took a gulp of water, with annoyance on his face:

"I really miss the old days. I'd rather spend a whole day in the lab. By the way, how's the effect of speeches these days?"

"Don't be too hasty, it will take a little time for the people to get out of their comfort."

Mel took the water glass, handed it to his butler, and walked around the square with Jace.

"Time... What we lack most is time. I can feel the heavy burden on me."

Jace had a worried look on his face.

He walks the coastline every day, and the Zaun on the opposite side changes every day. He can see that the haze hovering in the sky of Zaun is gradually dissipating, and he can see robots on the other side guarding the shore. The dilapidated building was demolished and replaced by an exquisite small attic.

Zaun is getting a new look from a rundown and abandoned city.

It's been half a month for everyone, and what are they doing in Piltover?

Nothing!

Without Zaun's factories, they don't even have a place to monetize their technology.

The factory was built with great effort and effort, but the people were not willing to work at all.

Piltover can't promise the future like Zaun, and the people don't want to have a hard time. Can't drive slaves like Noxus, they have no prisoners of war, let alone now

The legislators are reluctant to increase their pay because of lack of money. It is really difficult for him as a legislator.

"Mel..."

Jess opened his mouth, wanting to ask the other party to provide funds to improve the working conditions of the people, but thinking that the factory was basically funded by the Midalda family, he was suddenly filled with guilt and closed his mouth.

"Jace."

Mel's expression took on a streak of seriousness, and he reached out to straighten Jace's tie:

"Piltover is not a city for you alone, you have to learn how to reach a consensus with other people."

"Consensus? Same as the time at the Grand Theater?"

Jace remembered the night of Victor's break with Piltover, where he would socialize with several other MPs at the Grand Theater.

After Mel's guidance, he understood that if he wanted to be a stable member of Congress, he had to establish a good relationship with the rest of the people, and he had to put some sand in his eyes to achieve what he really wanted.

In an instant, Jace thought a lot. Recalling Victor's departure, Camille did not ask about world affairs in the Law Enforcement Bureau. However, Caitlin still abides by justice every day, but after becoming a member of parliament, her face is getting worse day by day.

Is it better for Piltover...

His eyes swept around, Piltover glowed golden in the sunlight, and every exquisite building seemed to be covered with a layer of gold.

This is where he grew up, there are profit-seeking congressmen, professors dedicated to science, craftsmen full of skills, law enforcement officers serving the public, apprentices full of longing...

His eyes swept to the airship in the air, with his portrait engraved on it.

I don't know since when, he also changed from an apprentice to a member of parliament. But his ambition has never changed, the city has nurtured him, and he wants to protect the city at all costs.

However, it seems that he rarely thinks about what other people want...

Benefit? Knowledge? wealth? happiness? life?

Perhaps... understanding them is the key to connecting the hearts of all Mrs. Piltover.

Jace took a deep breath and put his hands on Mel's shoulders with a very serious expression:

"I understand. Although I don't understand why they put their interests above Piltover's safety, but in order to protect this place, I will find out what they want."

The corners of Mel's mouth rose slightly, his eyes met Jace's sincere eyes, and he said inadvertently:

"If you want to understand this, you must first understand the structure of the entire Picheng. How many classes do you think there are here?"

Jace frowned subconsciously, thought for a while, and guessed uncertainly:

"Two? Members and the public?"

"No, there are four, the big nobles, the small nobles, the middle people, and the common people."

Hearing Mel's words, Jace subconsciously followed her train of thought and murmured:

"The big nobles are Philos and Myrdalda, and maybe Professor Heimerdinger can be counted. The representative of the minor nobles is Gila Mann, or Tallis, who I represent, most of the members of this class. Go down. the middle-class citizens, Marcus?"

Mel nodded slightly: "He is one of them. There are many managers who grasp the important affairs of the city-state. They have no family background, and they all rely on knowledge and strength to reach the current level. The people at the bottom are the groups we need to mobilize."

"The middle and ordinary people of Piltover have enjoyed peace for too long. They have no concept of crisis, let alone Zaun..."

Mel didn't finish speaking, but Jace already had a clear understanding in his mind:

"Piltover has suppressed Zaun for hundreds of years, and they don't really think that the other party will threaten them. Crises happen from time to time, but they don't cause any harm to them."

"But... a congressman died, and Gilaman's house was blown up." Jace looked puzzled.

This time is different from before. It's not that only one building collapsed like when his house was bombed, but a member of parliament died and another member's home was moved.

"That's what you saw, not what the people heard." Mel smiled.

"How do you say it?" Jace looked slightly stunned, with curiosity in his eyes.

He never felt that the answer was so close to him, within reach, only separated by a layer of veil.

"This gentleman..."

Mel did not answer Jace, but suddenly stopped a middle-aged gentleman in a suit passing by.

The gentleman seemed to be in poor health and his clothes were a little worn out, but when he was stopped by Mel, he meticulously tidied up his clothes before turning around tremblingly with a cane:

"Good afternoon, Senator Myrdalda, what can I do for you?"

After a few breaths, the gentleman bowed respectfully to Mel.

"Are you Colin Levick? Your body doesn't matter." Jace looked surprised and recognized the gentleman.

The other party is the owner of a workshop in Nancheng District, and he is also a great inventor. The most powerful technology is the production of prosthetic limbs. Almost every prosthetic limb of Picheng nobles is made by the other party.

When he was still studying at the academy, he once worked in this gentleman's workshop. The other party is also a daughter slave. He has a daughter who is proficient in making dolls. Maybe it is because he often touches dolls, or because Colin is too spoiled, he always feels that the girl's personality and body are a bit strange~www.novelbuddy.com ~ And because of years of home research and experimental accidents, Colin suffered from chest pain a few years ago, and it has not been long since he lived.

"Mr. Talis, it's been a long time since I saw you. When you were there, I thought you would definitely have a bright future."

Although Colin reluctantly smiled because of the chest pain, his eyes and demeanor revealed sincere blessings.

"Mr. Colin, you also know that our Senator Tallis is busy recruiting workers recently, so I would like to ask your opinion on this matter."

Mel put on a polite smile on the corner of his mouth. Knowing that the other party was not in good health, he deliberately asked the butler behind him to help him to a stone bench and sit down.

"Opinion?" Colin coughed twice, no doubt he had expressed his own opinion, "Congressman Tallis has a good idea, I also think Piltover needs to be more energetic, but... "

Speaking of which, Colin had an embarrassed look on his face, he hesitated for a while and didn't speak.

"Can you be more specific? If it's my problem, I also need you to correct me. I remember when I was an apprentice, I was in a hurry. You and Orianna have always pointed out my mistakes bluntly."

Jace felt something was wrong in his heart, and looked at Colin expectantly.

"Recently, a lot of things have happened in Piltover. First, Zaun became independent. Ordinary people don't feel this deeply, so our Workshop Street has been affected. After all, our suppliers are all from Zaun."

Colin was still a little hesitant, but after seeing Jace's sincere face, he sighed and continued:

"Later, I heard that a congressman died, and the people above said that he died from the terrorist attack in Zaun, but we didn't really believe it in our hearts."

"Why? That thing was indeed done by the Zaun." Jace's expression changed slightly.