Durin left the bridge with steady movements; beneath his feet was solid cobblestone and concrete.
The entirety of Piltover was divided into North and South districts by an incredibly wide shipping canal, and Durin had landed in the South District, which was both close to Zaun and connected to the Conqueror's Sea.
After so many days, Durin stepped onto this city again, feeling a sense of nostalgia.
Suddenly, a deafening whistle sounded from afar, followed by the ever-increasing roar of mechanical friction.
"It's a steam airship!"
Durin easily identified the source from the distinct sound. He looked up, and before long, he saw some neatly arranged points of light appearing in the distant sky, as if the stars were shining.
The bright points of light were gradually approaching from the distance, and under the pitch-black night sky, a huge airship appeared in Durin's eyes.
The airship was about two hundred meters long and shaped like a whale, with two tail fins at the rear for balance, and gray-white metal plates forged into a whole with a large number of rivets.
There were five steam pipes on the top of the airship, from which steam was ejected from time to time.
Soon, the huge airship flew over Durin's head without stopping for a moment.
At the same time, the huge brass loudspeakers on the airship repeatedly played this message: "Citizens of Piltover who are still on the streets, please return home as soon as possible. Curfew time has arrived. Please walk home in groups and do not take alleys!"
"If you are lost, please find a street patrolled by Enforcers as soon as possible, and the Enforcers will escort you home safely. Do not linger outside!"
What a big guy!
Durin sighed silently in his heart. This strange machine actually gave people a sense of exotic beauty. If this huge airship were equipped with weapons, it might just become a miniature Star Destroyer.
However, compared to the airship itself, Durin was more interested in the message it was broadcasting. Was the situation inside Piltover so severe? Had it already started implementing a curfew?
Was the serial killer in Piltover so rampant that they could force a city into such a state of panic?
Then he had to find an inn to stay in as soon as possible; he didn't want to run into this serial killer on his first day in Piltover.
Durin looked around and saw someone using a long metal tube to light the street lamps. After inserting it, a white, slightly yellowish light immediately illuminated inside the glass lamp.
This kind of street lamp had a very artistic design, and the gears were responsible for recording the passage of time. Once the scheduled time was reached, the light would automatically extinguish.
However, Durin, who was exhausted from the fight he had just experienced, just wanted to find a place to stay as soon as possible.
The problem was, where should he go next?
He could only ask as he walked.
The architectural style of Piltover's Harbor District was completely different from Zaun.
To Durin, this place felt more like modern civilization, with marble church-style buildings, bronze grilles, and sparkling stained glass, grand and elegant.
Commercial buildings were everywhere, their entrances exquisitely carved and extremely luxurious.
Red carpets stretched from the inside of the halls all the way to the streets below the steps, and the colorful lights at the entrances shone with brilliant radiance day and night, as if showing off the endless wealth and power here to the world.
Piltover had many road signs for guidance, and the sides of the roads were full of beautifully decorated cafes, bistros, and shops, as well as some dinner clubs, with Piltover citizens in brightly colored clothes strolling along the streets in groups.
Tsk, the smell of money and bourgeois sentiment... Hm, Durin needed to properly criticize this cannibalistic society.
With a critical eye, Durin blended into the crowded crowd, walking along a not-so-wide but very prosperous street, a road wide enough for two large carriages to drive side by side.
Here, shops would hang job postings in the most conspicuous places in their windows; and many houses for rent or sale would also openly display their prices—these prices might be suspected of being exorbitant, but the data itself was still enough to serve as a reference.
Considering that he would not be able to return to Zaun for a long time, Durin needed to settle down in Piltover.
Moreover, Enforcers were already appearing on the road, driving citizens home, their leather boots making crisp, loud clicking sounds on the street pavement.
Durin walked into an inn with lights on. The warm air that greeted him made him feel much more comfortable. The interior was exquisitely decorated and looked clean and tidy.
He could clearly see the white-skinned uncle who was drinking iced beer, and after seeing Durin walk in, he subconsciously reached his right hand toward the shotgun inside the counter.
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