Pokemon the wrong way

On the liaison ship leaving Honglian Island, Xiaoyou saw Masako's "influence" again.

"Good afternoon, Dr. Oki." Masako bowed slightly to the screen, even when talking on the phone, her etiquette was still so perfect that no one could fault it. "long time no see."

"Ah, it's Masako..." Dr. Oki on the screen of the video call smiled very reluctantly, and beads of sweat kept slipping from the corner of his forehead. "I haven't seen you for a few years, it has changed, become more beautiful..."

"Well, Dr. Oki..." Xiaoyou leaned in front of the screen and said, "I want to send a sickle helmet to my sister, I wonder if it is possible?"

"I heard from Xiaoyou that the sickle helmet is a rare ancient elf, right?" "If it will cause trouble for you, Doctor..."

"No, no, no trouble at all!" Dr. Oki, who was still thinking about it, immediately shook his head like a rattle, "I'm going to send the sickle helmet here! That's it, goodbye!"

Then hung up the phone with a snap.

"Sister Masako..." Xiaoyou's head dripped with cold sweat, "When you were in Zhenxin Town, besides forming the Zhenxin Group, did you do anything to Dr. Oki?"

"It's nothing... It's just that I was discovered by Dr. Oki when I was 'taking care of' Xiao Mao, and I was taught a lesson. So I slipped into the doctor's research institute, and then released the elf inside to play." Masako tilted her head and thought for a while, "Well, this kind of thing is not done very often, only about thirty times..."

"...How long did you live in Zhenxin Town that time?"

"More than a month, probably."

That is to say, basically once a day.In addition to doing research, Dr. Oki's research institute is also a place where the trainers in Zhenxin Town store redundant elves. If the elves there are released to run around once a day... it shows that Dr. Oki's nerves are really tough. No neurasthenia or anything...

While talking, there was a flash of light on the teleporter next to the phone, and a poke ball was teleported over.

"Sa, this is the sickle helmet I told you about, I caught in Dasha Valley." Xiaoyou picked up the elf ball and handed it to her sister, "Look, it should meet your requirements."

Masako Busushima's elf, in her own words, of course the swordsman's elf must also be able to use the sword, so after traveling outside for so long, only two elves, Flying Mantis and Kudao Minion, have been subdued.So Xiaoyou thought of the sickle helmet he caught in Dasha Valley—although it is not a particularly powerful guy, but at least it is a guy with a knife, and it can also enrich the attributes, isn't it...

Masako came to the deck with the poke ball and released a sickle helmet as tall as a person.The sickle helmet seems to be living very well in the Damu Research Institute. Not only does it not look as thin as when it was seen in the cave, but the carapace is also smooth and smooth, and a bunch of scythes are shining in the sun.

Masako looked at the narrow and sharp eyes of the sickle helmet: "Yeah! This guy has good eyes, and he has the qualifications to become a swordsman!"

"Ah, that's right." Xiaoyou suddenly took the elf ball and retracted the sickle helmet, "Miss Masako, defensive or offensive elves, which one do you prefer?"

"Of course it's the offensive type." Masako was puzzled by her brother's question, "My sister is a swordsman."

"Offensive type..." Xiaoyou pretended to nod his head, and quickly clicked on the system store in his head to enter the elf feature area. "(The characteristic of the sickle helmet is...it was originally a battle armor, and it can be replaced by brisk and broken armor...OK! Just replace it with broken armor, which reduces defense and increases attack...)"

The 1500 yuan flew away, and Xiaoyou handed the elf ball to Masako: "It's good luck, the characteristic of this sickle helmet happens to be offensive."

But Masako didn't reach out to catch the ball: "Well, let it go."

"Eh?"

"Well, let it go, and then I will tame it." Masako nodded with a smile, "For my little elf, naturally I have to tame it myself."

"Uh, okay." Xiaoyou said that it was expected, no wonder he wanted to come to the open deck. "Then do you want to use the Flying Mantis, or the Koma Saber Soldier?"

"Use this." Masako took out two metal wooden knives and spliced ​​them together...

"Nani?" Xiaoyou resolutely refused to hold back, "You mean, you want to... 'personally' subdue the sickle helmet?"

Masako nodded again and reiterated: "Of course, I am a swordsman, not a trainer."

"That... sister, don't you think about it again?" Xiaoyou was in a cold sweat. This sickle helmet is not a wild elf, but Xiaoyou's sickle helmet, a sickle helmet with system attribute bonuses!Even after being released as a wild elf, this attribute bonus will not disappear immediately, but will gradually decrease over time...

"You sauce..." Masako smiled warmly at Xiaoyou—but it made Xiaoyou feel a chill down her spine for no reason. "It's okay, let's release the sickle helmet."

"...Yes." A certain pseudo-mother succumbed to her sister's inexplicable momentum, took out the elf ball and pressed the release button...

Masako held the knife in one hand, and faced the released Sickle Helmet sideways, posing: "Sickle Helmet, let's have a showdown."

"..." Sensing the provocation, the sickle helmet turned his head, showing two shiny scythes, his eyes widened...

Masako was completely unmoved by the scythe helmet's stare, and her aura became sharpened.

Xiaoyou stood aside, holding two poke balls ready to be thrown at any time, and Geng Gui was also ordered to prepare in the nearby shadows.If the situation is not right, Xiao Yuhui will immediately release the elf set fire to drop the sickle helmet in seconds.

"!" The sickle helmet lowered his body, rushed forward in a few steps, raised the sickle and slashed at Masako's head.

"The intention is too obvious." Masako turned sideways calmly, and the slash of the sickle helmet landed in the empty space.

"!!" The sickle helmet wielded the double sickles to attack left and right, and quickly swung several knives.

While retreating, Masako easily blocked the slash of the sickle helmet with the metal wooden knife: "There are too many extra movements."

"!!!" The sickle helmet opened its flat mouth angrily, spraying out a stream of dark brown mud at Masako.

"The speed is too slow!" Masako advanced instead of retreating. After a few quick run-ups, she jumped high, avoided the mud jet skill, and slashed on the top of the sickle helmet with a knife. "In actual combat, you are finished!"

Sickle Helm took a few steps back in pain, while Masako took advantage of the situation and swung the metal wooden knife, hitting the weakly defended joints of Sickle Helm's body continuously...

"..." Xiaoyou stared dumbfounded at Masako Busushima hitting the sickle helmet with a metal wooden knife like bullying a child, and the elf ball in her hand fell to the ground. "Geng Gui, lick me..."

"Kou, Koujie..." Geng Gui also stuck out his tongue with a dull expression, and casually rubbed against Xiaoyou's body.

"It doesn't hurt. Are we really dreaming..." Xiaoyou nodded with an expression of "so that's the case", "Uh, no! I'm immune to licking my tongue, so of course it doesn't hurt! Geng Gui uses a shadow fist!"

"Koujie!" Geng Gui jumped up and punched Xiaoyou in the stomach...

"Woo..." Xiaoyou squatted down in pain, "It's not a dream... But how is it possible, is it unscientific for human beings to torture elves after hand-to-hand combat?"

Here, the sickle helmet with a bruised nose and a swollen face, which was hit by a metal wooden knife, angrily raised its shining white sickle claws, and used its most powerful skill-cutting, but was still hit mercilessly by Masako: " The preparation time is too long, the work is too obvious, so you also want to hit people?"

The shiny sickle struck the deck, cutting a long gap in the deck, but Masako was the only one who didn't see it.But Masako had already dodged to the back of the sickle helmet, and then slashed fiercely at the back of the neck that the sickle armor shell couldn't protect——

"Poison Island Flow—Wacut Pheasant!"

"!!" After being hit hard, the sickle helmet staggered a few steps with a scream, and the damage accumulated at the previous joints made it unable to stand anymore, and fell to the ground with a plop.

"Xiaoyou, the elf ball." Masako waved to Xiaoyou who was dazed, and Xiaoyou quickly threw the elf ball that had just released the sickle helmet over.

"You are weak now. This is an indisputable fact." Masako took the elf ball and said to the sickle helmet who was struggling to get up on the ground, "Follow me, I will teach you how to become stronger."

"..." The sickle helmet hesitated for a moment, then stopped struggling.

Masako threw out the poke ball, put the sickle helmet into the ball, and the poke ball turned off the light without even shaking it—Xiaoyou felt that she was probably beaten stupidly.

"Papa..." There was a burst of applause from around.It turned out that when Masako was beating the sickle helmet, tourists came to watch one after another, but now there are only a few people on the deck.

"It's wonderful." An uncle dressed as a sailor came forward, "I'm the second officer on this ship, to be honest, this is the first time I've seen someone subdue an elf with only a wooden knife! "

"A little trick, I made you laugh." Masako, who had left the battle, returned to the same style as Yamato Nadeko, and replied with a smile.

The sailor uncle also smiled, pointing to the crack on the deck that was seen by the sickle helmet and said: "Then let's talk about compensation..."

"...Huh?" Sister Masako's smile was a little stiff.

ps: I'm sorry to go out with my mother today, the update is late. .There is no way, if you don't go, you will be punished by heaven. .