Elf Invasion: I live broadcast popular science Pokémon

That was not such a good memory.

As the tree of the beginning of the world lost the light source it relied on for survival, it gradually collapsed. As a result, all kinds of elves who had benefited from the feeding back of the tree of the beginning of the world scattered and fled in all directions.

Only Zoroya and some of the elves stayed because of various reasons.

subsequently.

A secret realm is created.

In a place where resources are gradually being exhausted, after that, there is no glimmer of hope in sight.

With the gradual depletion of food, the elves who chose to stay on the original tree of the world began to die one by one.

Soraya is no exception.

Filled with unwillingness and despair, Zoroya stared at the direction of the tree of the beginning of the world, and his soul began to undergo a strong mutation.

It also wants to continue to live in this world.

No matter what method is used, Sorolla still wants to see Yaren again.

so.

If there is no food, then devour everything you can, and turn it into nutrients that can survive.

As for the evil Zoroya, its soul naturally focused on the ghost-type energy that it was already extremely sensitive and transformed from countless dead elves.

For a long time.

Zoroya finally completed its transformation and successfully evolved into a ghost form Zoroark.

but.

It's like the curse doll absorbs the resentment of the humans in Ziwan Town, and is finally affected by the resentment of humans.

Zoroark was deeply affected by the hatred of reality that those dead elves felt.

As Chen Mo guessed.

Zoroark completely ran amok on this barren land.

But the only good news, and also the sad thing, is that there is not a single living elf in this secret realm except Zoroark who has turned into a ghost.

The runaway Zoroark can't hurt anyone, and can only vent its dissatisfaction and resentment toward the seal of the World's Primal Tree.

If nothing unexpected.

Zoroark may gradually die in the day-to-day madness.

after all.

Although ghost elves have a long lifespan and can easily survive without food, this does not mean that they will not die.

The unrestrained release of energy will exhaust Zoroark's vitality sooner or later.

That is at this time.

A human being suddenly visited this secret place.

The crazy Zoroark, who had already lost his mind when he saw the other party, immediately attacked him without the slightest hesitation.

but.

The expected bloody scene did not happen, and Zoroark was defeated by a white elf sent by humans in an almost crushing manner.

"White elves?"

Chen Mo frowned and fell into deep thought.

Zoroark, the ghost born from devouring too much resentment energy, is quite powerful. Even if he is in a bad state due to long-term rampage, not any elf can easily crush Zoroark.

"Do you still remember what the elf that defeated you looked like?"

Chen Mo asked curiously.

The big fox who reused the phantom to disguise himself as an ordinary Zoroark shook his head.

"Sorry, I only remember that the elf is white, very beautiful white, the rest...I really can't remember..."

"That's it, it's okay, I'm just asking casually, you can continue talking."

Chen Mo waved his hand indifferently.

White sprites have so many possibilities.

Chen Mo was curious because the opponent defeated Zoroark who was running away with only one elf, and his strength should not be underestimated.

Does such a powerful trainer really exist in Zhuxia?

Zoroak didn't know the doubts in Chen Mo's heart at the moment, or even if he knew, it wouldn't have any effect because he knew little about Zhu Xia.

Its thoughts drifted to a long time ago.

Among those vague memories, Zoroark still remembered that even if he wanted to kill the opponent, the human who entered the secret realm accompanied by the white elf still did not hurt himself too much, but simply restrained himself He got up, as if he wanted to try to resolve his resentment.

It has to be said that this approach is really very stupid.

Even the current Zoroark looked back at his past self, and felt from the bottom of his heart that the possibility of him waking up was extremely slim.

According to the practice of the waveguide envoys, in general, most of these situations will be solved directly and sealed.

But that human chose the most stupid way with the lowest success rate.

Zoroark could no longer remember.

During those countless days and nights, what exactly did that human being say to him.

But Zoroark remembered.

He works hard.

Obviously he has nothing to do with him, but he seems to be desperately trying to save something, trying hard to redeem himself, a beast that has lost himself.

"He succeeded, completing a thing with a success rate of less than one in ten thousand."

Zoroark showed an incomparable gentleness on his face.

"With his help, little by little, I finally regained my sanity."

"To be honest, Lord Chen Mo, even now I still think he is a complete idiot, but I also respect him from the bottom of my heart just like I respect Lord Yaren and Lord Chen Mo. "

"I think that if it's him, he must have the potential to become an envoy of Bird, so when I parted from him, I gave him the notes left by Mr. Yaren."

The warm bonfire reflected Zoroark's face.

It looked at the dark sky with a nostalgic expression.

"I don't know how he is doing now..."

Zoroark once had the opportunity to leave the secret realm, together with the unknown Zhuxia man.

but.

The driving force for Zoroark to become the ghost Zoroark is to enter the tree of the beginning of the world and look for the waveguide envoy Yaren who disappeared inside.

Therefore, after being awakened by the Zhuxia people, Zoroak chose to stay in the secret realm.

Chen Mo did not see the expression of regret on Zoroak's face.

He pondered for a moment, then said softly.

"I think he has probably become an extremely good waveguide envoy."

Zoroark was taken aback.

Immediately afterwards.

It smiled slightly and said softly.

"I think so."

——

soon.

It's time to make dinner again.

Chen Mo, who had already regained his physical strength, gave Geng Gui, who had been exhausted for two whole days, a day off, chose to do the surgery himself, and started preparing today's dinner.

Having nothing to do, Geng Gui started playing around with Pikachu, Yuanlu Shark, Kiraqi and other elves.

Next to the entire camp, there are a few elves full of cheerful calls.

Zoroak sat on the branch of a long dead tree, silently watching the elves chasing and fighting beside the bonfire, as well as Bibi and Absol with helpless faces, but they will still try their best to cooperate look.

Suddenly.

Zoroark recalled the time when he and Ajin traveled around the world together.

At that time, they often camped in the wild, um, or in other words, they spent most of the year in the wild.

but.

Zoroark is not annoying.

It still remembers very clearly that when the night falls, the gentle and considerate Master Yaren will prepare dinner for them, these elves, accompanied by Senior Lucario.

As the youngest and also the most beloved Soraya, he used to play with the seniors who were silently doing daily practice work.

Whenever that time comes.

The seniors are always full of helplessness, but they will try their best to cooperate with themselves.

Um.

It looks very much like the current Bibi Bird and Absolu.

"Pika~Pika Pikachu~"

A cry suddenly came from below.

Zoroark suddenly came back to his senses and found that there were no elves beside the bonfire in front of him. He lowered his head again and saw Pikachu holding something in his hand, calling himself happily.

Zoroark stood up and fell gently from the treetop.

"Pikapi~"

Pikachu handed out a bag of things in red packaging, motioning for Zoroark to take it.

Zoroark watched Pikachu gently shaking the red package, and at this moment, it could still hear the sound of 'crashing' inside.

"What's this?"

"Pickup~"

"potato chips?"

"Pikapi~"

"Tomato chips?"

Zoroark tilted his head with a puzzled expression.

but.

Under Pikachu's urging, Zoroark subconsciously took the tomato-flavored potato chips handed over by Pikachu.

"Pickup! Pickup pickup!"

Pikachu saw at a glance that Zoroark was a noob, and I'm afraid he hadn't seen this kind of snack before, so he danced and quickly instructed.

"Is that so..."

Under the gaze of all the elves, Zoroark slowly tore open the jagged opening above with his red claws.

As the gap appeared, the gas inside the bag of potato chips instantly overflowed, and Zoroark's nose moved slightly, smelling the strong smell coming from inside.

And Zoroark, who hadn't eaten normally for a long time, swallowed subconsciously.

Seeing this scene, Pikachu urged again.

"Pika pickup!"

"This is...do you want to give it to me..."

"Pika Pikachu!"

Pikachu nodded quickly.

After hesitating for a moment, Zoroark reached into the packaging bag with his paws according to Pikachu's guidance, picked up a thin slice of potato chips, and slowly put it into his mouth.

Chew lightly.

A taste that has never been experienced invades the taste buds instantly.

Zoroark's eyes lit up.

Pikachu is also refreshed.

Pikachu, who felt like he had found someone of the same kind, was about to hand out another bag of potato chips to Zoroark. By the way, when he asked Zoroark what he thought, a voice full of helplessness came from behind.

"How many times have I said, don't eat snacks before meals, or you won't be able to eat when you eat, huh? Okay, you guys, you even brought Zoroark with you!"

The tone of the second half changed completely.

Zoroark looked at the figure walking quickly, and hurriedly explained.

"That, Master Chen Mo, has nothing to do with Pikachu, it's me..."

Before Zoroark could finish speaking, Chen Mo grabbed the potato chips and handed them to the angry Pikachu, and then pushed Zoroark, who was a bit dazed and flustered, to the camp near the campfire .

"Don't get me wrong, Zoroak, I didn't mean to blame you, it's just that it's time for dinner, come and have dinner together."

"What!?"

Zoroark panicked even more.

But Chen Mo would not let go, and directly pressed Zoroark on the chair that had been set up.

Looking at the table full of steaming delicious food in front of him, Zoroark was stunned.

It felt that this was somewhat disrespectful.

But its feet, at this moment, seemed to be immobilized, unable to move.

"It stands to reason that the digestive system of elves and humans is different, and you are an elf of the ghost system, so you should not have too many scruples about food, but I think, since you haven't had a normal eating activity for too long, so , it is better to drink a bowl of hot soup to moisten the esophagus first, so that the body can adapt to this eating rhythm."

A bowl of steaming hot soup made from many tree fruits and top ingredients was placed in front of Zoroak.

Chen Mo smiled.

"Try it first to see if it suits your taste. Don't be polite to me. Before entering the secret realm, I asked Geng Gui to bring a lot of food, so don't worry!"

"Lord Chen Mo..."

Zoroark bowed his head.

There is an unspeakable emotion brewing in its heart.

When it was young, it met the gentle Yaren and a group of reliable seniors; when it ran away, someone was willing to spend a lot of time and energy to wake it up when it was lost; and now, it met another gentle and kind person A powerful waveguide messenger.

In my life, I have always met all kinds of kind human beings.

I…

Zoroark looked at the fragrant hot soup, and tears kept falling from the corners of his eyes, dripping into it.

"In such an environment, you can still maintain yourself and move forward firmly. To be honest, I admire you very much. You are very strong, stronger than me."

Chen Mo gently stroked Zoroark's head with a gentle tone.

"Zoroark, I will definitely help you, I will do my best to bring you into the tree of the beginning of the world!"

"So, Zoroark, can you make an agreement with me?"

Zoroark raised his head and looked at the soft-faced human youth in front of him.

The other party said softly.

"If... I mean, if Yaren is gone, we have solved the problem of the world's original tree. Would you like to go with me to see the outside world?"

"Of course, if you want, I will try my best to help you. To be honest, I still have some energy in the Zhuxia area. As long as I come forward, there should be many people willing to cooperate with me to help you find the former The people of Zhuxia who have helped you."

"..."

The youth chattered.

Zoroark didn't feel any impatience.

It looked at the youth's face.

In a trance, it seemed to recall the appearance of another person.

But then.

Zoroark denied it again.

Although they are both gentle, Lord Chen Mo and that person have two different temperaments, one is as bright as the newborn morning sun, and the other is as silent as the moonlight in the dark night.

The two of them, no matter how you look at it, don't look like one person.

but…

Zoroark glanced at the direction of the Tree of the Beginning of the World, then at the surrounding elves looking at him expectantly, nodded slightly, and uttered a word towards Chen Mo.

"good."