Pre-registration of elves

Chapter 32 Black people?

There were no clichés trying to find fault, and no good-looking young ladies blocking the way. Luo Bai just walked in like this, and no one came over to make a sound until he reached the innermost part.

Those who are fighting are fighting, those who are chatting are chatting, those who are walking alone are reading some books, or communicating with their own elves.

They all looked very serious.

He was completely ignored.

Seeing this, Luo Bai didn't think about not wasting the time of double experience card, taking the initiative to find something to challenge or something, but found an empty seat to sit down, and let out his big milk can.

"are you hungry?"

Luo Bai tried to ask.

After going through the formalities from the homestay, he went directly to the trainer's house. The illustration book stated that there is a food service here, and he just happened to be together, so he didn't eat breakfast outside.

"Da~"

The big milk pot nodded happily.

The way to order food is to enter the internal order system of the trainer's house through the illustrated book, and someone will deliver it.

What Luo Bai ordered were two cups of kumquat green with ice and a serving of Ga-style ramen. According to the description, it is a unique food in the Galar region.

Consumption is obviously much more expensive than outside, just these, let Luo Bai's account lose 500 Union currency.

As for the food in the big milk tank, of course it is the energy cube.

The speed of the special staff was quite fast, and it was brought up in a while, but Luo Bai felt cheated. The so-called Galar region's unique Gamma noodles were exactly the same as the pasta in memory, and even the taste was similar.

The Pokémon world's version of pasta.

And the charges are... indescribable...

After eating less than half of it, Luo Bai was patted on the shoulder, and when he turned his head, he saw a man about his age.

"Hello, can I sit here?"

"can."

"Thank you."

The man's skin was not the yellow that Luo Bai was familiar with, but the black that represented backwardness in his impression, which made him a little surprised, but he didn't think about it, and continued to eat.

To be honest, I mean... Bah!

Kamian is delicious.

After all, this is the real world of elves, and it must be normal to have different skin surprises, and there is no need to go into a dead end and waste brain cells for this.

There are many seats here, and they are arranged in a pattern of a few rattan chairs surrounding a wooden table in the middle. The place where Luo Bai sat was empty at first, and he didn’t have many friends. If he wanted to help a friend to occupy a seat or something, it was impossible. Just do what the black guy wants.

After the black elder brother sat down, he quietly took out a book and read it without making any sound, while Luo Bai accelerated his eating speed.

After all, although I don't really care about it, it's still a bit awkward to sit next to someone who hasn't eaten and is sitting quietly when eating.

Soon, the plate was bottomed out, and the drink was also sucked up by him in one go.

At this time, the old black man who had been reading quietly closed the book.

"Sir, are you interested in making friends? My name is Louis Wanfu. You can call me Wanfu directly. I like my friends to call me that."

Saying that, he stretched out his hand towards Luo Bai.

If Luo Bai reached out to hold him in the same way, then it would be regarded as making this friend.

But he felt very strange.

The reason why this black man sits here and reads quietly is to make friends after I finish eating?
This is too polite.

"Very interested, Mr. Wanfu, my name is Kusakabe Ruobai."

After thinking about it, Luo Bai still stretched out his hand to hold Louis Wanfu's hand, and declared his identity in the elf world.

Although, he didn't know why this black old man found him out of nowhere, and why he still wanted to be friends with him out of nowhere.

But he still likes to make friends.

After all, if you don't have friends you know in this world, you should expand your network, and it looks like a black man, which is different from the mainstream yellow people here.

"It's an honor to meet you, Mr. Kusakabe." Hearing Luo Bai's self-introduction, Louis Wanfu was a little surprised, and then looked at the big milk pot.

"Mr. Kusakabe, this big milk tank is really good."

After finishing speaking, his eyes disappeared from the big milk pot and returned to Luo Bai, but he always glanced at the big milk pot intentionally or unintentionally.

Luo Bai finally understood the reason why this black old man, Louis Wanfu, came over to communicate with him, probably because of his big milk can.

"Thank you for the compliment." Luo Bai replied.

"Mr. Kusakabe, are you a branch of the Douglas family? I'm sorry, it may be very abrupt to ask, please forgive my presumptuousness."

Ok?
Luo Bai was a little strange.

This black old man has been very strange since he came here. First, he waited quietly for himself to finish eating, then took the initiative to make friends, and then stared at his big milk pot intentionally or unintentionally, and finally said [Douglas family] , this term is extremely unfamiliar to him.

"Douglas? What's that?"

Luo Bai immediately expressed doubts.

He didn't follow the old black brother's words and say that he was from the Douglas family.

Because it's silly.

[Douglas Family] This name is very compelling at first glance, and there are side branches, it must be tall, maybe it is a big family.

If I am a fake,

Wouldn't it be embarrassing if it was exposed, maybe something would happen,
What if the other party really thought he was from the Douglas family, and what happened?
It's better to answer this kind of thing honestly.

There is a reason for everything, and it is impossible to be like this for no reason.

So what made this black man think so?
It can't be that my handsome face has inherited the good genes of the Douglas family?

He thought of the old black person staring at his big milk jug frequently,

Is it because of the big milk jug?

He looked at his big milk jug.

The latter is still eating his own breakfast at this moment, gnawing on it earnestly, and has no reaction to the arrival of the black brother, Louis Wanfu, nor does he stand in front of Luo Bai for protection or anything, maybe he didn't notice the danger .

"Isn't it? That's right, the offshoot of the Douglas family doesn't have the surname Kusakabe." Wan Fu seemed to be talking to himself,

"Then Mr. Kusakabe, can you have an elf battle with me? You should be an entry-level trainer who has just passed the assessment, and I have just passed the assessment. I really want my partner to compete with your big milk tank. A battle."

Louis Wanfu raised his head and said so.

The eyes are very sincere,
He really wanted to fight Luo Bai, or in other words, he wanted to fight Big Milk Can.

"Give me a reason to fight you."

"I guess, you must be very curious about what the [Douglas family] is, and thinking about why I think you are an offshoot of this family. I can tell you these questions if you fight with me, and follow-up treatment I will pay for it."

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