Pirate: My Piltover technology is far ahead!

Chapter 1 The Beginning Ground - Valley of the Gods

The Western Sea, the Valley of the Gods.

A large number of warships have surrounded the area, and the World Government flag is fluttering in the wind, its black and blue cross symbol glaringly bright in the sunlight.

On the island, two towering mountains stand tall, their steep cliffs as sharp as if carved by a knife and axe.

The sky was dark and overcast, as if a torrential downpour was about to strike at any moment. But then, a flash of light suddenly streaked across the darkness.

Space itself distorted, and a strange light burst forth.

Within the light screen, a massive ship slowly emerged, its entire body crafted from black metal. The hull was as smooth as a mirror, yet without any reflection, giving it a mysterious and solemn appearance.

boom!

The light curtain in the sky suddenly disappeared, and with a heavy thud, the mysterious black ship ran aground in the canyon.

Upon closer inspection, gear-like markings are etched on the hull, indicating the ship's ownership.

"Ahem...this time the commotion is quite big..."

Accompanied by a cough, a figure emerged from the cabin, the surrounding dust unable to conceal the pale blue eyes.

His short, pink hair gave him a unique and energetic look, while his glasses added a touch of scholarly elegance.

"However, this impact test was a success. This level of impact can no longer cause any significant impact. Now it's time to try something else."

A slight smile played on his lips as he patted his chest with satisfaction. As a blue light swirled around him, his exoskeleton-like equipment seemed to enter a new mode.

But before he could conduct the next round of experiments, he realized some new problems: the environment here was completely different from where he had previously moored his ships.

"Again?"

It seemed this wasn't the first time the man had experienced something like this, as he didn't appear flustered. He glanced at the monitor on his wrist to check his physical condition, and after confirming that he wasn't dreaming, he began to inspect the ship's equipment.

"The compass is damaged, the power supply system is partially damaged, the defense system is operating normally, and no supplies are lost... It's not bad, not as bad as I thought."

But where is this place? Bilgewater doesn't have this...Ionia?

The man was puzzled about where he had been taken and was trying to repair the damaged compass when a shout came from afar.

"Hey buddy, you want to leave here by ship? Give up, that's impossible. The Navy has already surrounded God Valley; there's no way a ship can leave. Heh heh!"

Although the cliff face was steep, it had several natural rock platforms. On one of the lower platforms, a slightly exaggerated face was revealed.

At this moment, a big-faced man was lying on the edge of the cliff waving in this direction, with someone behind him holding him back to prevent him from falling directly off the cliff.

As the word "Valley of Gods" entered his mind, the man realized something was wrong, such as the language being spoken here was not the language he usually used.

However, his fluency in multiple languages ​​is not a problem.

The man's name was Siddiel Oran, and unsurprisingly, he was an orphan.

After finally passing the postgraduate entrance exam, I encountered a reopening incident just before graduation.

His soul arrived in the world of League of Legends - Piltover on the continent of Valoran, a city with highly developed commerce and technology.

This time, Oran also received the double boost of the orphan buff.

On this magical continent, there are many mysteries. One night, Oran discovered his talent - Dream.

This is also why Oran first determined whether he was in a dream world.

Every night, he would fall into a dream. Unlike ordinary people, Oran's dreams seemed to connect to incredibly fantastical places, and in some areas even transcended the limitations of time and space.

Through countless nights, his knowledge grew rapidly, and he gradually rose to prominence in Piltover, becoming a rising star whose reputation rivaled that of Heimerdinger.

Heimerdinger's academic standing in Piltover is remarkable, and his talent is truly exceptional, which is the best assessment of a newcomer.

Oran had previously led a ship to Bilgewater to acquire a batch of special materials and planned to negotiate a new business deal. However, after an experiment during his free time, Oran seemed to encounter that mysterious event again.

Even her body underwent some changes during this process, becoming much younger and returning to the appearance of a sixteen or seventeen-year-old.

Due to his dream abilities, Oran has an exceptional memory. Even after more than twenty years since arriving in Valoran, he still remembers some things from before, including the name "Valley of Gods".

However, this is limited to major events, such as the final outcome of a war.

He couldn't recall the specific details.

There were two people questioning Oran: the strange-looking man with an afro and a big face, and a little girl who looked dirty and had a target drawn on her clothes.

"Don't just stand there, buddy. My goal is to survive. You don't want to wait here to die, do you? If so, I'm not wasting my time here, hehe!"

After confirming that Oran had noticed him, the big-faced man stood up and made a strange gesture, continuing to wait for Oran's reply.

"Let's start by clarifying one thing: what are your names?"

"My name is Ginny, and this is my older brother Ivankov. Is this something important? And, buddy, shouldn't you tell me your own name?"

Or is your name simply "Little Brother"?

Ginny was still stuffing food into her mouth when she asked the question. The dark food didn't look appetizing, but she ate it with relish.

"Just call me Oran. Let's talk about it downstairs. Your goal is to survive, so you need a plan, right?"

With the somewhat familiar name and the address of God Valley, Oran could determine the time and specific events, and was completely certain of where he was.

Compared to the primordial land of Valoran that he had previously imagined, this place was absolutely terrible.

Ivankov hasn't become the Queen of the Transgender yet, but his face is already quite striking. According to Oran's memories, Ivankov must have escaped successfully, otherwise there wouldn't have been a Queen of the Transgender later.

However, he did not intend to follow the other party directly. It is better to rely on oneself than on others. Only oneself is the most reliable. His presence here is already a variable. It is not a wise move to put one's future in the hands of others.

Oran also remembered some of the situation in God Valley. Whether it was great pirates like Rocks or Roger, or marines like Garp, or Satan, one of the Five Elders, almost all the future famous figures could be seen here.

But they all have one thing in common: nobody cares about the ordinary people on the island, and if they don't want to be erased from the world by the World Government, they have to rely on themselves.

Oran needs Ivankov and his men to provide some details about the island so he can devise a strategy. Given enough time, the supplies on his ship should be sufficient to handle the situation.

Ivankov's reason for approaching him was simple: he knew that he and Ginny alone were not capable of escaping, so they needed some help to form an escape team.

Whether they were slaves or original inhabitants of God Valley, they were all prey of the Celestial Dragons, so they naturally shared a common stance.

While searching for their companions, they were drawn by the sounds coming from this place. When Ivankov and Ginny arrived, they saw the black ship that had already completed its journey.

Using the trees and vines, Ivankov and Ginny slid down the gentler slope and landed below Oran's boat.

The ship's black hull is quite different from the mainstream ships on the sea, and the metallic luster is a rare sight.

Before they could think too much about it, Oran threw down a rope ladder from above. They looked at each other and climbed onto the ship's deck one after the other.

However, the formal meeting was far from friendly. As soon as their feet stepped onto the deck, the seemingly tightly sealed deck flipped open, revealing two dark cannon barrels that emerged and aimed at them.

"Don't be nervous, it's just my ship's automatic defense mechanism. Come on aboard, and they won't attack you unless you do anything aggressive."

Seeing the bewildered Ivankov and Ginny, Oran gestured for them to relax.

The seas of Valoran are not peaceful, and the Oran ship is naturally equipped with a lot of heavy firepower. This is why he dared to let outsiders board his ship. In a sense, it is also a way to remind strangers not to act recklessly.

The panic vanished in Ivankov's eyes in an instant, replaced by a sense of delight. Encountering someone with a large arsenal of weapons in this situation was certainly not a bad thing.

"Don't look at them yet. If needed, I'll make them serve their purpose. Now, shall we talk about the information you have?"

Oran could tell what Ivankov was thinking. He didn't care about the weapons; as long as they were effective, that was enough.

In this situation, sharing some resources for the ultimate goal is not a problem.

"Let me explain. You probably don't know about this, but in short, the Celestial Dragons organize an event like this every now and then."

Disobedient slaves, criminals, and natives of the chosen country would become their prey.

After a three-week hunt, the entire island's inhabitants will be slaughtered, and the island will become the World Government's new territory.

Ginny recounted her intelligence: the Celestial Dragons needed time to select a location and prepare for the event, and the journey to their destination also took time. It was during this time that Ginny and Ivankov saw some opportunities.

"The Celestial Dragons will give prizes to the winners of the event, and those prizes are the key to our escape."

"prize?"

While listening to Ginny explain the plan, Oran also re-inspected the ship's equipment. In this situation, Oran needed to confirm what items on the ship could be used to prevent any accidents from happening.

"That's right. I am an expert in theft and eavesdropping. The two prizes are the strongest level Devil Fruits that can transform you into a mythical beast, the Azure Dragon, once you eat them."

There's also the Paw-Paw Fruit, which can send oneself or others flying to distant islands. If we manage to get our hands on these two fruits, we can escape using their abilities. With a bit of luck, it's not impossible to get dozens more people out of there.

At this point, Ginny waved to the sky as if to boost her confidence.

"Hey, bro, this is our plan. Can you take the cannon off your ship? The prize is right in the center of the island. We can't afford to be careless."

We need more manpower…

Ivankov looked around the Oran ship. Everything here was new to him, from the special materials to the equipment, all of which he had never seen before.

Ginny's movements weren't as obvious as his, but her eyes still held an undisguised curiosity.

"Those weapons aren't suitable for mobile use. Come with me, I do have some things here that can be used, and I'd like to share my thoughts with you."

Just a heads-up, don't touch anything carelessly, you might get hurt.

Oran led the two toward the cabin, and they followed him cautiously, just as Oran had instructed.

The previous automatic defense artillery had been somewhat effective. Even though they were curious about the things on the ship, Ivankov and his men didn't touch them and kept the question to themselves for the time being.

Due to a partial power supply system malfunction, the cabin was somewhat dim, and the unknown environment made Ginny a little nervous, but she continued speaking:

"I've already spread the word, and I hope the prize will attract other people. Anyway, that's all for now. Do you have anything to add?"

Ginny and Ivankov's plan doesn't have many details yet, since it's absolutely impossible for the two of them to succeed on their own, so they've only created a rough framework.

"First of all, we can be sure that ordinary ships can't leave this place, right?"

"Yes, the warships have surrounded this place. I don't know how strong those people are; it might be difficult for them to even fly out..."

Your ship looks impressive, but it can't withstand that kind of firepower.

Ivankov looked grim. Their plan had only found a glimmer of hope in a desperate situation, without fundamentally changing the circumstances.

"So, what do you guys think of this?"

After walking through a corridor, Oran returned to his studio, took out a pair of spherical objects from a box on his desk, and fixed them to the table.

The surface of the sphere is not a single metallic color, but is covered with intricate gold decorations that present a precise mechanical texture, as if telling some unknown story.

As Oran pressed a switch, some cracks appeared on the sphere, and through the cracks, a faint blue light could be seen at the center.

Under the puzzled gazes of Ivankov and Ginny, Oran casually picked up a screwdriver from the table and placed it on one end of one of the spheres.

The next moment, with the sound of gears turning, brilliant blue light condensed like ripples, the screwdriver was gradually assimilated by the light, and the gear on the outside of another sphere began to rotate, and the port also lit up at this moment.

As specks of blue light re-condensed, the screwdriver reappeared intact on the opposite side of the other sphere.

For those of you who need to keep up with the new book release, that's just how the website works.

During the initial release period, I will write 4,000 words per day, two chapters per day. After that, I will try to keep the update schedule more consistent.

(End of this chapter)