"Social survey?" Sivir frowned: "What does that mean?"

"Well" the deputy also looked confused.

He thought for a while and said, "It is said that it means walking around Shurima, looking around, and chatting with the locals."

That's pretty much the content of the commission that Mr. Zu An conveyed through the intermediary.

"Isn't this just tourism?" Sivir pouted.

"It's different." The deputy felt that he understood clearly: "The travel and sightseeing are paid for by oneself. But this social survey seems to be paid for by the Leader Association of Zaun."

"Oh." Sivir also understood.

This is just like those Noxian military officers.

When they were eating, drinking, having fun, and having fun in Shurima, they spent most of the public funds from the imperial colonies.

"Tch." She smiled disdainfully: "That's true."

Shurima, especially the coastal city-states on the north coast of Shurima, has close trade and cultural exchanges with the twin cities.

At least 70% of the goods shipped from the north shore of Shurima will converge on the Sun Gate Canal in the Twin Cities. There is no shortage of desert merchants from Shurima on the streets of Zaun and Piltover.

Therefore, Sivir has also heard various legends about the Wind Leader Association.

It's just that when these legends were spread from the Twin Cities to the north coast of Shurima, and then from the coastal city-states on the north coast of Shurima, through word of mouth by desert caravans, to the vast desert where Sivir has been active for a long time, they had changed a lot.

appearance.

In the version Sivir heard:

Leaders are saints chosen by God and are the saviors of the suffering people all over the world.

It's as if the leaders are all angels descended to earth, saints reincarnated, and their whole bodies are filled with the light of Buddha. Mortals can be saved by just one glance.

Many desert tribesmen believe this. Anyway, as long as it can give them a little more hope in their miserable lives, they are willing to believe anything.

But Sivir scoffed at this.

Based on her experience gained from many years of hard work in the desert, most of those folk sects that claim to be "saviors" all day long are not serious sects.

This Wind Leader Association is probably similar. The goddess Janna they believe in is probably not a good god either.

Sivir thinks so.

And the commission she received this time made her even more convinced of this.

Saint?Savior?

"Haha." Sivir couldn't help joking to his deputy: "Let's go and meet these saviors."

Sivir led her mercenary group into Berghun and followed the meeting address given by the middleman along the way.

But when she found the hotel where she had agreed to meet, there were only a few hotel clerks who had been given instructions in advance.

They told Sivir that the leader's investigation team had left the city in the morning, and was said to have gone to the oasis riverside outside the city.

So Sivir searched all the way outside the city.

She originally thought that she would see a group of rich old men from the two cities wearing suits and leather shoes, riding tall horses, and accompanied by servants, riding freely on the banks of the oasis river, enjoying a leisurely picnic.

As a result, she saw a group of "mud-legged people".

It literally means mud-legged people. Those who claim to be the leader are busy at the riverside with all kinds of strange instruments.

Their clothing looks similar to the most ordinary Shurima desert tribesmen.

Their dark skin, glistening with sweat under the scorching sun, and the turbid yellow mud stained on their rolled-up trouser legs, made their image infinitely closer to that of a Shurima farmer working hard on the banks of the oasis river.

"Are you the leader?" Sivir confirmed with a bit of disbelief.

"Yes." A girl who looked like a team leader gave her an affirmative answer.

This little girl has a simple appearance, clear eyes, and her skin has the roughness unique to desert tribesmen.

"You look like a Shuriman," Sivir couldn't help but say.

"You read that right, Miss Sivir." The girl told her: "I am a Shuriman. Most of the members of our social investigation team are also Shuriman living in the Twin Cities."

"Let's get to know each other," the girl said, extending her hand to her: "My name is Taliyah, from the weaver tribe in the south of Shurima."

"Weaver tribe?" Sivir frowned slightly.

She is well-informed and knows almost every desert tribe in this vast desert.

She knew that the weaver tribe from which Miss Taliyah was born has been nomadic in the hilly areas at the southernmost tip of Shurima all year round - a little further south, there is Icathia, which is barren of grass.

"That's really far away." Sivir couldn't help but sigh: "How did you go to Zaun? And what kind of leader did you become?"

"Well, it's a long story." Tali Ya was happy to tell her story.

She was born in the rocky Shurima foothills, bordering the sinister shadows of Icathia. Her childhood was spent herding sheep among the tribe of wandering weavers.

Taliyah thought she would live such an ordinary life.

But at the age of 16, she suddenly awakened to the powerful earth element magic, and gained the terrifying talent of controlling giant rocks and shaking the earth.

She was ignorant and unable to control such a powerful talent, and in this isolated wandering tribe, no one could teach her the mysterious and noble magical knowledge.

Helplessly, for the safety of her fellow tribesmen and to prevent her magic from getting out of control, Taliyah could only leave her hometown alone and embark on the long road of searching for magical knowledge.

"I wandered all the way from the south to the north shore of Shurima, and met a Noxian colonial officer on the north shore of Shurima."

"Those Noxians thought my magic could be used by the Empire, so they lured me onto a ship to the Immortal Fortress."

If nothing else goes wrong, Taliyah will be taken to the Immortal Fortress to receive inspection and training from the Noxian magic group.

Later, she may be used as a humanoid weapon and thrown into the battlefield of Ionia to shine.

There, Taliyah will also meet a man who controls the wind, and learn from him the true method of controlling the power of the elements.

But this didn't happen.

Because the journey from Shurima to the Immortal Bastion passes through Zaun, and when Taliyah passed through Zaun, she happened to encounter the shocking scene of the goddess Janna descending into the mortal world.

"I knew at that time that those leaders would be able to teach me the secrets of controlling the elements and help me harness my talents."

"So I easily got rid of the Noxian officers who were frightened by the goddess Janna, and went to Zaun to join the Windleader."

"Later," Taliyah's clear eyes seemed to burst out with light: "Not only did I learn the method of controlling the elements from the Wind Leader as I wished, but I also learned some more precious knowledge from here."

She also became a leader.

Over the past six months, she has worked as a grassroots cadre in Zaun, supported Ionia's anti-Norse war, and worked with her comrades at the grassroots level in Ionia to gain some practical experience in social transformation.

Later

"I took the initiative to apply to the organization to return to Shurima to do social investigation work." Taliyah said seriously.

Although the Wind Leader has no plans to fully intervene in Shurima for the time being, Levi also plans to let Azir clean up the mess first.

But the connection between Shurima and the Twin Cities is so close that within Zaun's Windleader Association, there are many Shurima expats who are in a similar situation to Taliyah.

After the Twin Cities, Bilgewater and Ionia achieved successive successes in their battles, they couldn't wait to bring the Wind Leader's successful experience back home so that Shurima could be liberated as soon as possible.

Of course, Levi couldn't stop this.

It would be hard for him to tell the comrades of Shurima in the tone of a big brother: You Shurima are not yet in a position to engage in a struggle for the leadership of Janna. You should slow down for a while and let those warlords and desert bandits continue to dominate.

blessing

So Li Wei agreed to the plan to conduct a social survey of Shurima.

And this does not conflict with his strategic plan.

Anyway, even if the leader does not intervene in Shurima's situation now, he will definitely intervene fully when his strength grows in the future.

At that time, whether it is liberation or subsequent social transformation and industrial construction, a series of complete social surveys will be needed to lay the foundation.

Starting a social survey now is also a precautionary measure. This is necessary.

"So, here we are."

"We plan to conduct a comprehensive social survey of the entire Shurima region, and to realize this plan we must travel through the vast desert where warlords are tyrannical and bandits are rampant."

"So we need guides who are more familiar with the road than laymen like us, and we also need a group of experienced bodyguards."

Taliyah made it clear why she was here, as well as the purpose of hiring Sivir and his party.

Next, Taliyah was going to tell Sivir about the general route of this journey, as well as some specific requirements for cooperation.

But compared to talking about the boring work, Sivir was more interested in the "social investigation" mentioned by Taliyah.

Anyway, the commission package was decided in advance, and she didn't care that much about the rest.

"It seems that you are not here for a trip." Sivir looked at her thoughtfully.

Taliyah's skin as rough as gravel and her eyes as firm as a rock have proven that she is a pure Shurima girl.

The Shurima people have already eaten enough sand. They will not come all the way back to travel.

"Then what exactly is this 'social survey' you are talking about doing?" Sivir was a little confused.

She looked at the endless oasis river in front of her and asked curiously: "What are you doing now?
To be continued...