-180- Reveck

On March 18th, after a month's interval, the Twin Cities once again experienced lively days.

The last time it was this lively was during the Twin Cities Day.

Now, in the port city where the two continents meet - Piltover.

Piltover residents have been discussing one thing lately: how to get their children into the prestigious Twin Cities University for further education.

This massive building standing in the affluent district has completely captured the attention of all Piltover residents.

Not only the noble families of Piltover are paying attention, but even ordinary families in Piltover are also following this matter closely.

Councilor Mel, through Hextech broadcast, announced for several days that Twin Cities University, with Heimerdinger as the principal, Singed as the vice-principal, and superstar Seraphine as the music and dance teacher, has started enrollment!

No need for noble birth, no need for tuition fees. As long as you have a good skill, are talented in a certain field, you can try. 

As long as you pass the Twin Cities University's exam, you can become a student and receive the best education from both cities!

This is a great thing for ordinary families in Piltover!

You see, in the past, although Piltover University was open to geniuses, it had various requirements, such as noble birth and wealth.

The high tuition fees of Piltover University discouraged many families.

But now, Twin Cities University is entirely free!

Yes, Twin Cities University does not require tuition fees!

Free things are considered a fortune, and Piltover residents understand this principle very well.

After all, there is no one in this world better at business than Piltover people.

Moreover, this is a school led by Professor Heimerdinger, the founder of Hextech technology Councilor Jayce Talis serving as one of the dean.

The name Jayce Talis is well-known in Piltover.

His appointment as the dean of Twin Cities University proves the school's prestige.

Not to mention, compared to Piltover University, Twin Cities University offers more than a dozen smaller subjects and several major subjects.

And the deans of the major subjects are well-known figures from both cities.

They are:

- Dean Powder, head of the Weapons Science Department at Twin Cities University.

- Dean Zevi, head of the Mechanical Engineering Department at Twin Cities University.

- Dean Viktor, head of the Chemistry Department at Twin Cities University.

Even the smaller subjects have influential teachers. Music and dance are taught by the renowned idol Seraphine, mechanical processing and usage are taught by Ekko, and the economics department is personally taught by Councilor Mel.

There are also subjects such as transportation, forging industry, and more, all with influential figures as teachers.

These people are teaching classes for ordinary families' children?

This kind of thing, ordinary families in Piltover didn't even dare to think about, but now, it has indeed happened.

In any case, with just a glimpse of Twin Cities University, both cities' residents can't wait to send their children there.

"Praise be to the Goddess Janna!"

Zaunites, in reality, are not that hateful after all!

And Zaunites feel the same way.

"Goddess Janna above, people from Piltover aren't that bad either."

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March 19th...

March 20th...

Twin Cities University's recruitment exams lasted for several days, and afterward, they entered a period of tension and anxiety.

Both cities, from the excitement of the past few days, plunged into a quiet and nervous state, waiting for the announcement of the results.

Did I pass my exam?

Did my child pass the exam?

With these thoughts in mind, both Piltover and Zaun entered a calm before the storm, awaiting the announcement of the results.

Will it be disappointment and sadness, or joy and happiness?

On March 21st, on a commercial street in Piltover, inside a shop named "Corin Prosthetic."

The owner's name is Corin Reveck, a highly skilled artificer with exquisite craftsmanship.

Corin prosthetic crafting skill is well-known in Piltover, making him somewhat of a celebrity on this street.

His specialty is crafting exquisite prosthetics using brass components, incorporating intricate craftsmanship. Some have even said that Mr. Corin's prosthetics can be mistaken for real limbs, and the complexity of the craftsmanship makes the prosthetics perform even better than the original flesh.

While this is an exaggeration, it confirms Corin's exceptional skills, and his shop is popular.

Even people without physical disabilities come to Corin's workship to make purchases, perhaps as a unique hobby.

On a row of shelves are displayed arms and thighs for observation, with varying skin tones and sizes arranged by model. It might seem eerie at first glance, but prolonged observation reveals an appreciation for the artistry.

Upon entering the shop, the first thing one encounters is the bright daylight-like lighting.

Corin is different from other prosthetic shops; he doesn't deceive customers with dim lighting. In Colin's place, what is good is good, and what is not good is not good.

Deceiving customers is a sign of incompetence in business.

Corin is a meticulous and serious man.

At this moment in the shop, a tall and thin middle-aged man is holding a small figurine, looking displeased, and says, "How many times have I told you not to place your things randomly!"

He is Corin Reveck, the owner of the shop.

In front of Corin, a fair-skinned girl with a slightly rounded oval face, beautiful big eyes, and shoulder-length hair is saying with dissatisfaction, "Dad, the dolls I make will be liked by people. Have you forgotten that someone bought my doll last time? It sold for seven silver coins!"

"Ah, seven silver coins, quite a lot."

"But it takes you nearly a week to make one doll, and the income is not even half of what I make in half a day." Corin said while putting the doll he was holding on a display shelf, then sternly said, "I have given you a place. Isn't this the place I gave you to put the dolls?"

"This place is too remote, Dad. If I put them here, customers who like dolls will find it hard to see."

"Then that's your problem. When you have the ability, open your own shop. You can place your dolls wherever you want then. I won't interfere."

"Hmph!" Stomping her foot forcefully, the girl looks up at Corin, her tone carrying a bit of emotion. "You say that, but Dad, you never let me go out."

"Like this time, when Twin Cities University is recruiting new students, you didn't take me to the exam."

"What exam?" Corin is very disdainful. "Can the things taught in those academies earn you money? Your skills in making dolls are learned from me, and what those teachers can teach you, I can teach you too."

"My daughter, the outside world is not as good as you think. There are too many dangers in this world. Have you forgotten that we just escaped from the clutches of Noxian people not long ago?"

Corin looks at her, sighs, and says seriously, "You've grown up. You should put away your childish thoughts. The adventurous stories you like are all fake."

"..."

Disappointed, she pouted and nodded her head.

Watching his daughter pout, Corin felt a bit uneasy and quickly said, "Don't be upset. Next Wednesday, there's a concert by Seraphine at the Grand Theater. I'll find a way to get tickets for you."

"Really?!"

"Indeed, although the ticket prices are quite high." Corin's mouth twitched; one ticket costs twenty silver coins, enough for an ordinary family's meals for almost half a month, and that's just for an outermost seat!

"But I agree."

"Yeah!" The girl jumped up, and her hair scattered to the sides, revealing delicate earlobes, fair and tender.

Seeing his daughter happy, Corin also smiled.

"However, how did you know about the Twin Cities University exams these days?"

The happy girl suddenly paused.

The next second, she silently lowered her head.

Oh no!

She had no idea how to explain to her father!

But Corin found the answer himself.

"Oh, right, I'm really foolish. They've been mentioning this on the broadcast every day, and customers would surely discuss it in front of you."

Corin lowered his head and looked at his daughter, saying softly, "I was overly suspicious. You definitely didn't sneak out to take the exam on your own, right, my dear?"

Corin couldn't finish his words before the bell in the shop interrupted him.

A customer?

Corin turned around to see a beautifully crafted hoverbike stopping outside the prosthetics shop. Inside the vehicle, a young, handsome boy with brown hair was smiling and holding a letter. His smile was extremely sunny and infectious. He shouted loudly:

"Excuse me, who is Orianna Reveck?"