Not since the Rune Wars has the Immortal Bastion been busier than it is now.
Walking with the steps of an old age, Tasia leaned on a spiked wooden stick and squinted her eyes to enjoy the hustle and bustle of the fortress.
The steep city wall stacks in the distance are filled with gorgeous flowers, making the indifferent wall look much more feminine.
Many homes hung festive red carpets and trophies such as beast skulls and pelts on their doorsteps, which not only promoted bravery but also decorated the lively streets.
Groups of braided children walked away in laughter, while more pedestrians completely forgot their tribes and blended in with the residents of all ethnic groups in Noxus' immortal fortress.
Barbarians have become a thing of the past, and now everyone has only one name, and that is Noxus.
The wandering life of the tribe in the past has been far away from the Roxy tribe. After settling down, the old man found that he liked his current life more than he thought.
War and death are no longer the only things for me.
After losing all his children, following that young and handsome adult, he gained another grandson in an accident, a good grandson who ran around him holding a bone ball made from the skull of a robber.
"Grandma Tasia!"
Holding a round white bone ball in his arms, the boy ran towards Tasia.
"Good boy, are you alone today? Where are your parents?"
"My father went to dance war dance with Aunt Rita, and he will definitely not come back to spend the night today. After knowing that my father danced, my mother, who was wearing an animal skirt, also asked Uncle Moss to learn how to beat the animal skin war drum. My mother said that she studied very hard. , I won’t go home at night and let me play with my dad by myself...
snort! I don’t want to find my father, I want to play with my grandma! "
After touching the little head of the little head, Tasia looked at the round head in the little head's arms. The old woman twitched the corner of her mouth and took the little hand of the little head.
"Let's go, grandma will take you to some fun places."
"good!"
He happily shook the shiny round bone ball and followed the old woman out of the residential area with his little head bouncing.
"Come and take a look~ A Shurima ancient ruins clay pot only costs ten Shurima copper coins! They are good treasures just excavated from the ancient tombs of Shurima. They can be used to open genuine Shurima coins. Ma royal gem!”
A middle-aged brown-haired man with one eye blind stood on the side of a small vendor on Triumph Avenue. There were a dozen integrated patterned clay pots at his feet, which looked a bit dated.
The shouts with a southern continental accent soon attracted many curious people, who stopped in front of the can stall and became spectators.
"Grandma! Those jars are so weird? Are they round and have big ears? They look like the sun?"
Tasia smiled, something meaningful.
"Come on, let's go over and take a look."
Several interested Noxians were already standing in front of the two mothers.
"Hey! What do you mean by this jar? How dare you sell it for ten Shurima copper coins? I think this rotten jar is only worth half a copper coin!"
Seeing the fierce barbarian man in front of him, the pot seller was not angry.
"This is the good stuff we brought across the ocean by ship from Shurima in the south. This warrior, believe me, if you can find a funerary object containing gems and agate, then you will be prosperous. Buy it." Open the jar, and no matter what it is, it belongs to you. Of course, it may be something less valuable... In short, no matter whether it is valuable or not, it will not be returned..."
"Hey! I don't have the Shurima copper coins you mentioned! Can I trade with you for a chicken leg? Or can I sleep with you again?"
A rugged Noxian woman with disheveled hair took long steps and stretched out a large chicken leg. The corner of the can seller's mouth twitched, and she was speechless.
"Sorry, the transaction only accepts Shurima coins. Bartering is not accepted. Sister, I will not sell my body. If you want to use your body to insult me, you better not think about it. I have already had my vagina cut. Nothing will happen.”
The woman's mouth twitched and she looked at the one-eyed man again.
"You're a cruel man...Okay, I won't make it difficult for you. If the chicken legs don't work, I'll give you a live chicken. I'll make a cage for you and put the live chicken in it, so you can take it away easily..."
"Sister, I'm sorry, I really can't do it. This is a small business. It's very dangerous to go to Shurima to discover ancient ruins. I really can't transport live chickens back to Shurima. They will have to be turned into pieces by those gluttons on the ship. Chicken bones..."
On the periphery of the crowd, a little boy held the old woman's hand, curious.
"Grandma, what is Shurima? Are Shurima rich?"
Touching the little boy's head lovingly, Tasia raised her head and looked at the sun, with a bit more recollection in her cloudy eyes.
"This is also the story my grandma told me... Shurima... was once a great empire built on the desert. That empire had the most powerful angel warriors. Those angel warriors all had great power. Those who could enter The sky can reach the sea. It is a god who comes down from the sun and possesses the power of the sun... Some people also call them god warriors.
That was a long, long time ago, so long ago that many people in Valoran have forgotten how long it has been since the Shurima Empire.
When Shurima was still the center of the world, the angel warriors were invincible and invincible.
The invincible warriors made Shurima the only master of that land. The powerful and wealthy Shurima Empire printed countless coins. Nowadays, the metal coins popular in the entire southern continent and even the northern continent are all derived from Since the Shurima Empire.
Among them, the large gold coins with the human faces of Shurima's emperors printed on them are the most valuable. The remaining silver coins and copper coins are also very valuable and are circulated throughout the entire continent. This is also proof of Shurima's power.
Until now, Shurima's ancient coins and the remaining copper and silver coins are still the most popular coins among many tribes and countries. They are iron lumps that can be used to exchange things. Many people in our tribe also have many. "
"Shurima is so powerful!"
On the other side, the man selling jars saw many hesitant people who might have Shurima coins, and couldn't help but wink at his companions in the crowd.
After receiving the signal, the can holder pushed away the people in front of him with an apologetic smile and came to the stall with a serious face.
"You keep your word? Whatever I prescribe will be mine?"
The can seller laughed.
"Of course, everyone here is a witness. No one can tell lies. Even if a treasure from ancient times is discovered... it has nothing to do with me."
"Okay! I'll try."
After touching his pocket, the can holder counted out ten copper coins and pointed to the can on the ground.
"I want that."
After collecting the copper coins, the can seller handed the can to the can holder.
After looking around at the curious crowd around him, the can holder held the can in his hands with a solemn expression, as if he wanted to drop it directly, but suddenly found something wrong and hesitated on the spot, arousing the curiosity of the onlookers.
"If you drop it, what if there is a gem inside? Wouldn't it be broken?"
Some spectators raised questions.
"I have a small can-opening hammer here. It originally cost 1 copper coin. Since you are the first, you can use it for free."
"Thanks."
Put the round can on the ground, take the hammer from the can holder, and give it a gentle blow solemnly.
There was a crunching sound, and the pottery pot cracked. Pushing aside the broken pottery pieces, the man picked up a white bone the size of a fist with a disappointed look on his face.
"It seems that your luck is not very good. This should be an ossuary jar, not a gem jar for the Shurima royal family, nor an equipment jar containing magical treasures."
The can seller explained, seeming a little helpless.
Everyone watching attentively shook their heads in disappointment and were about to leave when the man who bought the can spat and spoke.
"Give you money, and give me another one from his grandma! If you can't get anything out, I'll have to beat you to death!"
"Brother, it's not up to me whether I can produce something...Which jar do you want? Or should I choose it for you?"
"The one on the edge."
"Okay, here comes the jar~"
Gritting his teeth, the jar holder decisively smashed open the second jar amidst the ridicule of many onlookers.
There was a crisp cracking sound, and under the sunlight, a deep purple light shot out from the pile of pottery shards. The sarcasm on the onlookers' faces instantly froze, a woman screamed, and the scene became eerily silent for a moment.
Shakingly pushing aside the fragments of the clay pot, the pot holder carefully held up the disc-shaped finely ground purple crystal with an expression of disbelief.
"Is this, is this true?? There are really gems? I, I am rich!?"
Although he looked 'unwilling', the man selling the jars still nodded, looking like he was vomiting blood because of the loss, and said with a 'forced smile'.
"Oh, opening the can is such a beautiful thing...
Congratulations, this should be the relatively rare Shurima purple agate, which is a [common] burial object for the descendants of the Shurima royal family. You are really a person favored by the goddess of luck. Maybe I should keep these jars and open them myself and sell them. It’s a copper coin, what a huge loss…”
After receiving the final confirmation from the can seller, the eyes of everyone present turned green, and their emotions completely exploded. Those with money began to push and grab the cans on the spot, while those without money pushed away the crowd angrily, and quickly went home to find someone to borrow money.
"There are more than a hundred jars, treasures from ancient times, all of the best quality, first come, first served!"
"Give me one!"
"I want to cover all of this jar~"
"Where's the gem? Where's my gem? His grandma's, why not a gem?! Another one!"
"Guests, don't forget to pay the can opening fee..."
…
Outside the bustling crowd.
"Grandma, don't we buy one? What if we happen to get a purple gem?"
The little boy holding the bone ball still looked innocent.
"Silly boy, that's a lie. If there was a real treasure in the jar, he wouldn't let you open it. He would have smashed it and sold it for money.
The people who can produce good things are the ones they have arranged for early. "
Tasia smiled and shook her head, took the little boy's hand and walked away.
"My grandma taught me that when you feel that you can be favored by fate, you must understand that this fate has probably been arranged for you by others. No matter whether you are grateful or vigilant, you cannot accept it as it should be." A gift from fate, otherwise you will suffer a big loss sooner or later.
Now, I have told you this truth that you will remember for a lifetime. Please remember it carefully. "
"Um!"
"Let's go, grandma will take you to eat something delicious."
"Great!"
