He is a streamer and a part-time Pokémon trainer.

Mo Qiu nodded, indicating that he didn't mind this, and instead praised Jasmine a few times.

"You have to be careful when you go out. It's a good thing to have this vigilance."

There was one thing he didn't say - if he really wanted to bully the children, this Blue King would probably be of no use.

Hehe, the fairies are just targets for comets.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Jasmine sat up straight and looked at Mo Qiu.

"So... may I ask, you are so... nice to me, do you want to get something from me?"

"More Z Pure Crystals? You must be a strong trainer. Sorry, I only have Z Pure Crystals with fairy attributes. But when I return to Alola, I can find someone to buy them for you. The price will definitely not be cheap. , if I hadn’t been short of money now, I wouldn’t have exchanged Z pure crystal for travel expenses.”

Mo Qiu took a sip of tea. Although he was a little moved, he still shook his head.

"We'll talk about this later. In short, I'm attracted to your painting ability."

Jasmine blinked and shook her head in confusion.

"I can't give you the painting just now, nor can I give you money."

"..."

Mo Qiu was a little speechless. Why are you still thinking about your painting? !

shallow!

"No, that's not what I meant."

"I want to collaborate with you, Jasmine, and let's create comics together."

"Don't make a decision in a hurry. Listen to my script first."

Mo Qiu recalled the memories of his previous life, slightly modified the plot of the first volume of the special episode, and told it to Jasmine from the beginning.

Because the carrier of comics is fundamentally different from novels, the speed at which the plot is described is also different.

About ten minutes later, Jasmine stared at Mo Qiu with her eyes straight, her expression very anxious.

"What's next! What's going to happen next?!"

"What happened in Shion City! Has Qinglu's control been lifted?!"

"Is Red Red and Blue Green going to have a formal confrontation?"

"Does Team Rocket really have that much technological power?"

It was obvious that the entertainment industry regarding Pokémon in this world was still a blank slate. Mo Qiu casually applied a few strokes, which made little Jasmine fascinated.

Children her age, regardless of gender, have little resistance to adventures, conquering Pokémon, heroic battles, and stories about punishing evil and promoting good.

A playful smile appeared on Mo Qiu's lips.

"Down there? The bottom is gone."

"If you want to know, draw what I said first."

"Don't worry, I've made arrangements. You can draw this comic while going to Yan State to sketch and collect materials. I will give you the script. When you finish drawing, we will talk about other things."

"Oh, by the way, I will pay you, don't worry about that."

Jasmine's expression suddenly fell.

This black-hearted future boss!He actually broke the chapter!

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Little lolita are still easier to deceive than slightly older girls.

Perhaps because it did not conflict with the destination, Jasmine readily agreed to Mo Qiuyanguo's travel arrangements, and said that the plots he mentioned already had pictures. At her speed, she would have a first draft in three or two days at most. After reviewing it at that time, ask him to provide the script for the next volume as soon as possible.

Jasmine had a hunch that this set of comics would be a big hit. Needless to say, the character prototypes in it must be the two champions of the Kanto region. The prospective boss in front of her seemed to have a good relationship with these two, and he could actually understand that. Details of the two's adventures that year!

interesting!She likes this kind of interesting comic script.

As for Mo Qiu, he doesn't plan to completely reprint the special chapter - he is familiar with the protagonists in the first few volumes, so it's probably not a big problem. But he doesn't know the ones in the later volumes, and it will be troublesome if they are found.

Use the first few volumes of the special series that have been tested by the market as a gimmick to build a reputation, and then you can write all other stories. At that time, this comic will also serve as a public opinion channel for Mo Qiu to use.

He personally accompanied Jasmine to buy a ticket to Shanghai, gave her a dozen change, and watched her board the ship. After contacting the person in Shanghai to pick her up, Mo Qiu breathed a sigh of relief.

This is talent!Valuable strategic resources!

After everything was settled, the sky was already dark. Although he felt that the Lightning Bird could fly at night and fly directly to Yuhong City, the current schedule was obviously not that compact, so there was no need to be so anxious.

Have another night's rest in Kuye City, and it's not too late to set off tomorrow.

With this feeling, Mo Qiu planned to find a place to stay in Kuye City for one more day.

As a result, as soon as he left the port area and entered the city, he was stopped by an old voice.

"Oh! This trainer! Please stay!"

Mo Qiu turned around warily and saw a man dressed as a gentleman who looked very older.

He wore a crisp suit in the summer world, held a cane that looked luxurious, wore sunglasses that covered half of his face, and the top hat on his head also made his overall image look a bit more serious.

"Sorry...are you calling me?"

Mo Qiu said in shock, he really didn't know this person.

"That's right - your Pokémon looks very close to you!"

The old gentleman came over and looked back and forth at the Eevee on Mo Qiu's shoulder and Lucario next to him, exclaiming in amazement.

"We are of the same kind! Hahaha! Would you like to come in and sit for a while and have a cup of tea?"

Following the old gentleman's finger, Mo Qiu saw the flashing neon sign.

"Pokémon Fans Club".

Mo Qiu suddenly understood, it turned out to be here!

This is not new to me. You can get a bicycle by chatting with me and make money with your blood. In the first generation of the game, if you didn’t get the exchange coupon from the old gentleman, you couldn’t afford a bicycle even if you were using Goldfinger.

This enthusiast club is also a worldwide organization. It is said that the presidents of each regional league are basically rich people at the tycoon level. This club is just a hobby and is willing to spend money, so it has developed very quickly.

The members here are not very interested in battles, but have a special liking for the gorgeous contest. The president of the Pokémon Fan Club is the resident judge of the gorgeous contest, and has a strong voice. This club is quite influential in this world. Portion.

Mo Qiu touched his chin, feeling that the gentleman president's expression was a bit ambiguous and strange, but he didn't think about anything else.

When he first came to Deadleaf City, he had also heard of this urban legend. The president of the fan club would often look for trainers who had a deep bond with Pokémon and a high degree of intimacy to communicate with them. Sometimes there would be prizes. This The old gentleman can be described as the money-splitting boy of Kuye City.

But Mo Qiu had no interest.

He is still a rival at heart, so forget about the Gorgeous Contest. When he studied the Gorgeous Contest before, he just did homework for making tree fruits. If he really wants to participate in the competition, he has little interest.

Mo Qiu, who was about to decline politely, suddenly heard something that concerned him.

"Well, although I am a bit nosy when I say this, I can see that there seems to be something wrong with your Ibrahimovic state. Do you want me, a person who has experienced it, to give you some advice?"

Mo Qiu was immediately shocked.

Can this be seen?

The Eevee on his shoulder is soft and weak, acting cute from time to time, with a delicate bell tied around his neck. He sleeps on Mo Qiu when he has nothing to do. And Mo Qiu sometimes plays the Eevee when he is stressed. You will be healed instantly.

Who doesn’t love a fluffy little fox.

Nothing seems wrong, right?

To outsiders, it looked like this, but Mo Qiu knew in his heart that something was wrong with Ibrahimovic.

This Eevee has two personalities.

The other, more ferocious Eevee, has not appeared for several days. No matter whether it is day or night, the supple Eevee personality controls his body. Mo Qiu even has the illusion that the ferocious Eevee personality has never appeared before. .

Looking at the president of the audiophile club in front of him with a frown, Mo Qiu thought for a few seconds and felt that the old man must have seen some clues when he said this. It wouldn't hurt to go with him, if he could really provide some constructive suggestions. , then his trip is considered worthwhile.

The decoration in the club is splendid and covers a large area. Even though it is already night, there are many members sitting in separate areas and playing with their Pokémon. The atmosphere is full of harmony between people and Pokémon.

Mo Qiu was led into a tea room by the president. Not long after, a girl dressed as a maid served fine black tea.

He had some time to drink tea and casually exchanged a few pleasantries with the enthusiast president opposite. He planned to get to the point directly.

"I'm sorry, but with all due respect, what did you mean when you said outside that Ibrahimovic was not in good condition?"

Mo Qiu hugged Eevee on his shoulders and looked at her worriedly.

The fan club president touched his beard, smiled like a master, gave Mo Qiu a "you're still young" look, coughed lightly, and was ready for a long speech.

"Ha, young man, it's a long story."

"Listen to me telling you a story!"

"..."

After about an hour, Mo Qiu's eyes widened - this old man is really good at nagging!

What's there to say about the fact that your Flame Matthew's hoof was kicked and two ribs were broken?

It's not a glorious thing to be thrown into the sea by teleportation when Cathy was masturbating!

You seem to feel quite proud when you tried to ride a toucan but was thrown away by it and almost died!

Why on earth can you live till now?

You are also a super newbie, right?

To be honest, Mo Qiu was quite happy listening to the stories told by the president of the enthusiast club. After this old man reached middle age, he basically spent his life falling in love and killing his Pokémon. Still enjoying it.

After refilling five cups of black tea, the frothing president opposite finally took a deep breath and ended the story session in which he was the protagonist.

"Young man, this Eevee of yours is obviously in a mood."

"I think getting along with Pokémon is almost the same as falling in love between a human man and a woman."

"Sometimes, it's normal for a Pokémon and its trainer to have a estrangement and have a cold war."

"Just like your Eevee, although she looks well-behaved on the surface, I can actually tell that she has something on her mind."

"Pokémon's emotions cannot fool me."

"I've been through this before. Back then, I often had quarrels with my little Casey, Aqiao, and Lieyan. Their behavior was similar to that of your Eevee. They forced a smile, but in fact they were suffering psychologically."

"Listen to my advice, trainers and Pokémon, if they fight at the end of the bed and fight at the end of the bed, what's the trouble?"

Mo Qiu was a little confused - "Senior, I understand the truth, but should you use your words carefully?"

Tell the truth, when you wanted to "ride" your toucan, was it a normal ride?

Why did I feel that your expression was so bad when you just said these words?

"No, young man, this is for you."

"Whether it's Lucario or Eevee, I can see that they deeply trust you as Pokémon."

"You must be a very good trainer."

"Don't betray their trust!"

Perhaps because it was late, the president of the Pokémon Fan Club personally sent Mo Qiu out of the house, along with a strange little gift.

It's a special candy.

The night is already deep, and the sky outside the window is full of stars.

He put Ruyue, who had been following him all day, back into the elf ball to rest. Walking on the streets that were already sparsely populated, Mo Qiu stopped under a dim streetlight, calmed down, and turned his head to look at Eevee on his shoulder.

Conveniently, Mo Qiu fed Eevee a small gift, the luxurious Pokémon, which was a gift from the president of the Pokémon Fan Club.

Hmm... maybe eating some sweets will make people feel better, and the same thing applies to Pokémon.

Although there was some suspicion of prying into other people's privacy, Mo Qiu had just secretly asked Ruyue to use a waveguide to detect Ibrahimovic's psychological activities, and the information Ruyue fed back to him did not surprise him.

"Ibrahimovic, how long has it been since the other you...hasn't appeared?"

"Three days? Five days? Or ten days?"

Mo Qiu stopped and muttered to himself.

Since the Grand Canyon, another Eevee has never appeared in front of him. Instead, this supple Eevee personality controls his body all day long.

"..."

"I probably understand why another you appeared in the first place."