Pirate: My Piltover technology is far ahead!

Chapter 6 Glimmer

The unadorned little box contained two kinds of potions, and Oran gave two to Ivankov and two to Ginny.

"What is this?"

Ginny held the glass bottle above her head, and in the sunlight, the pale purple specks in the potion seemed to become even brighter.

"This is a glimmer of light, a product of Zaun Alchemy Technology."

Zaun, like Piltover, is the name of a region. They were originally one, but due to various reasons, they split into two parts.

Piltover focuses more on the development of Hextech, while Zaun has developed unique alchemical technology. Oran lives in Piltover, but he also has a close relationship with Zaun.

Oran never thought Piltover was much more noble than Zaun, nor did he think Zaun's technology was backward. He absorbed the advantages of different technologies and used them rationally.

"Glimmer, what a beautiful name, and it looks lovely too. I wonder what it tastes like."

Ginny licked her lips. Something that looks good must taste good. This was a rather simple idea of ​​hers, since she hadn't really had a full meal in all these years.

"This isn't for eating; I'm just giving it to you in case of emergency."

Oran had no idea what would happen on the island. Even if Ivankov and Ginny had thoughts of resistance, they were essentially just underage children.

They don't need those famous characters from the normal timeline; even slightly trained soldiers are beyond their capabilities.

There are stronger weapons available, but the problem is that on this vast ocean, an individual's bravery has a huge impact. Given Ginny and Ivankov's situation, equipping themselves with overly powerful weapons could even be seen as aiding the enemy, which would be a bad omen.

"This small bottle can be used to heal wounds. If you suffer a serious injury, it can save your life."

This was the original purpose of the Glowing Elixir: to heal external injuries and diseases. The alchemist Singed extracted a new substance from the bodies of mutated lizards he had raised and developed this elixir.

Even a small amount can have a powerful therapeutic effect.

Oran used a formula he obtained from a dream world to alter the composition of the glimmer, reducing its medicinal properties and eliminating the addictive side effects, at the cost of increased production costs.

However, compared to the hard-to-obtain raw materials from the mutated lizard, it's fair to say that this reduces costs.

"This is good stuff, what about this big bottle?"

At times like this, such a medicine is practically a second life. Ivankov and Ginny carefully put it away, then looked at the other vial.

"You'd better not use it. It's something you use to fight to the death. If you're in a dead end, aim for the heart and it might just save you."

Perhaps it's a common human trait that whenever a new product appears, people always think about whether it can be applied to warfare, and what follows is perhaps something else entirely.

The same applies to the luminous medicine. Over time, its uses have become more complicated and dangerous. Once taken in large quantities, it can cause unstable changes in the body.

Even the modified version by Oran still retains this effect: a large dose of the drug is injected directly into the heart, and the body will be reborn, gaining power far exceeding that before, and power of unknown nature.

The relationship between Zaun and Piltover is very complicated, even fraught with conflict. Compared to Piltover, Zaun is far inferior, and the Glimmer is their weapon against the upper city.

"We no longer have a complete army, no powerful warriors, all we have left are our own bodies."

This potion can burn away life force, transforming the body into a better weapon, at least granting some power to resist.

The phrase "burning life" already indicates its price. If it weren't for the special circumstances, Oran wouldn't like something so unstable.

"This is good stuff too, hehe! If you really encounter that situation, this is much better than waiting to die."

To say that I'm not afraid at all would be a lie.

But more than the threat of death, Ivankov feared being completely helpless, a sentiment shared by Ginny.

After putting away Oran's potion, the two, led by the local residents of God Valley, headed in another direction. Oran gathered the remaining people and prepared to check out the nearby granary.

After some time, Oran and his group found a warehouse in the canyon, which was quite a distance from where Oran's black ship had appeared.

The residents of God Valley transformed a natural cave into a warehouse. The natural environment made it a natural refrigerator. At the entrance of the cave, a thick iron chain locked the iron gate for entry and exit.

click.

With a crisp snap, a shark-fish man bit through the chain, the hard iron chain as crunchy as a biscuit in his mouth.

"Shaq, well done. Excellent racial talent. Is this the bite force of a shark fishman? Quite impressive."

"Thank you for the compliment, Oran. You know what? This is the first time anyone has ever complimented me like that!"

The fishman, who had originally looked fierce, was now somewhat incoherent. This praise seemed to have excited him quite a bit, and Shak could also sense that Oran's tone was genuinely praising his talent, rather than the discrimination he had seen in humans before.

"Don't get so excited. We still have a lot to do. If there's a chance in the future, I'd like you to take me to visit Fishman Island. I really long for that island in the deep sea."

"Yes, definitely."

The group pushed open the door together, and by the light shining through the opening, neatly stacked boxes appeared before them. After inspection, they were all well-preserved food, indicating that the administrator here had not done anything to enrich himself.

Oran was genuinely worried at first, as this was an empty warehouse, which would have been troublesome.

Not only have we not encountered that terrible situation, but Oran has even found a large amount of white sugar in this warehouse.

"Everyone, bring plenty of sugar, and try to get as much dried meat as possible. We don't know how much longer we'll be here!"

"Orlan, do you like sweets?"

At this moment, the bear was carrying a huge package on its back, with supplies twice its own height. Shaq was doing the same, and after hearing that Oran wanted to bring more candy, he even had bags hanging from his waist.

Whether it's the power of the giant bloodline of the Bakania race or the arm strength of the fishmen, which is ten times that of ordinary humans, both play their part in this struggle for survival.

However, Xiong didn't quite understand why he should bring more candy. Although sweet things were indeed great, he felt that they wouldn't fill his stomach at all.

"Bear, sugar isn't just about its sweet taste; it has many uses, especially in this situation where its importance is amplified. It's a very important strategic resource."

(End of this chapter)