Under Levi's creative guidance, Victor quickly understood the principles of radio technology and tried to create the first radar, radio station and radio in Runeterra.

Radars and radio stations are both for military use, while radios are for civilian use.

But Leader did not rely on this radio to make money, but shared this technology for free with the rest of Pi City.

Seeing that it was profitable, Picheng entrepreneurs introduced this technology without any scruples, and in accordance with the expectations of the pioneers, they actively promoted radios to the public.

But what they didn't expect was that

In other words, they thought about it, but still pretended not to know in order to make money.

The Wind Leader erected a high-power broadcasting tower over Zaun and established a radio station called "Voice of Zaun".

Now unless the Ziben family in Pic City confiscates all the radios they sell, the voice of the leader can be broadcast directly to the radios in every household in Pic City.

"I heard the policies of the Leader from the radio," Orianna said.

"You——" The old father was choked and couldn't speak.

In the end, he could only say helplessly: "Hand over the radio too!"

"I don't." Orianna was very stubborn this time: "Father, don't you think about it seriously?"

"Now that Piltover has become a mess with the Camille Councilors and Noxian soldiers, Zaun is flourishing under the leadership of the Windleader."

"I think even if we don't escape to Zaun, Pi City will become 'Zu'an' sooner or later!"

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Mr. Colin strongly disagreed.

Will Piltover become "Zun"? This is a huge joke!

Looking at the firm look on his daughter's face, he could only sigh helplessly: "Oh, I shouldn't have let you run around and attend some promotional meeting in the first place."

"Orianna, you have been brainwashed by those leaders!"

"You should learn to think independently - think about it, if Zaun really has such a future, why are those Zaun people still staying in our Piltover city and refusing to go back?"

"That's only temporary!" Orianna said.

"They stay in Piltover because they are just pursuing Piltover's superior material conditions. They don't love Piltover at all, nor do they like the so-called Piltover system. They are not political trendsetters, they are just ordinary people who want to live a good life.

."

"The choices of these people can only represent the present, not the future."

"If Zaun can develop better than Piltover in the future, I think they will return to Zaun without hesitation."

"You're kidding!" Mr. Colin didn't listen at all.

He just felt that his daughter had been brainwashed to the point of becoming obsessed and completely unreasonable.

He believes that what she said is fundamentally untrue. Because Zaun cannot develop better than Piltover. It has not happened in the past, it will not happen now, and it will not happen in the future.

"The Zaunites have no creativity at all."

"In addition to stealing our Pi City technology, using worthless manpower to take away the jobs of Pi City workers, and polluting the environment to produce alchemy products that we don't like, they have almost no other way to make money."

"How can such a rigid-minded, poor and backward city-state surpass Piltover?" Mr. Colin said disdainfully.

"But they also have geniuses like Professor Victor, and inventions like the Walkman and the radio." Orianna pointed out.

"Victor was trained by our Piltover University. Walkmans and radios are just gadgets, what use can they be?"

Orianna: "Radio is not a gadget. Father, you are also a scientist. You should be able to see the huge potential behind this technology."

"That's not really cutting-edge technology. If we really want to study it, we in Pi City can do it in a few days."

"."

"Alas" Orianna hesitated to speak.

One of them has read too much "Piltover Daily", and the other is used to listening to "Voice of Zaun".

Although they are biological father and daughter, they talk like chickens and ducks, and no one can convince anyone.

"The small property owners are naturally content with the status quo. Unless something happens that endangers their vital interests, they will not take the initiative to seek change."

Suddenly, Orianna thought of the theory in the pamphlet.

Yes, it is useless to talk about being a leader with a rich man like her father.

He must also feel that his interests have been harmed before he will start to reflect.

But her father is a great inventor, a small workshop owner, and a native of Piltover. Even though the lives of Zaan immigrants and the lower class of Piltover have been greatly affected by the confrontation between the two cities, he is still clean because of his identity.

and a rich net worth with little impact.

"What about the Noxians?"

"Do you even agree with the Noxian army stationed in Piltover?" Orianna asked.

Although the Noxian army had just settled in Piltover not long ago, those Noxian soldiers, who were arrogant and domineering and had bad military discipline, had already caused many outrageous things in Piltover.

Even the shopping street in front of Colin's store, the once prosperous and peaceful city center of Piltover, is now often harassed by unscrupulous Noxian soldiers.

For a time, everyone was avoiding the Noxians like the plague, and even the foot traffic on the street was reduced a lot.

"This" matter after all touches on Colin's vital interests.

"Isn't it the fault of those leaders?" The interests have been touched, but the fundamental interests have not been touched.

So Mr. Colin put aside the evil deeds of the Noxians and just taught his daughter:

"If those leaders hadn't clamored for 'bloodbath in Leather City,' how could Senator Camille have asked the Noxians to garrison them?"

"Besides, these Noxians are here to protect us after all."

"They are our bodyguards and our allies. We can't just kick our allies out just because a few Noxian soldiers behave out of line, right?"

Oriana: "."

She was speechless.

Her father felt that she had been brainwashed by the leader.

Now she also feels that her father has been brainwashed by Piltover Daily.

"Do you really think that the Noxians are the bodyguards of Piltover, not the masters?"

"Of course." Mr. Colin was about to answer.

Suddenly, there was a sound of heavy and messy footsteps outside the store.

Several drunken Noxian soldiers were swaying across the street with their arms around each other.

When passing by, someone took a look inside the store through the glass door.

Then he immediately patted his companion on the shoulder excitedly:

"Hey! Crete, look--"

"Flower, a beautiful girl like a flower~"

Today’s update. My fourth application for unblocking was rejected. This time I deleted half of the chapter, almost to a synopsis, but it still didn’t pass review.

As a result, I was confused again whether to follow the previous plot of Piltover or modify it?
Chapter completed!