Pokémon Dreamer

I saw a large wooden sign hanging on the wall directly in front of it, which said various soup bases and ramen combinations.

Ibrahimovic was the most impatient one, jumped off Liang Yin's shoulder in a few steps, jumped onto the front desk, raised his right paw and pointed to the thickened signature tonkotsu ramen: "Bu Yi Bu Yi Bu babble!"

Ibrahimovic wants the signature tonkotsu ramen, plus five pieces of char siu!

"Guest," the boy who entertained the guests looked at Liang Yin, "Do you need to provide special Pokémon food for your Pokémon? We have all kinds of tree fruit flavors in our restaurant..."

Pokémon food?Is that the grainy thing that looks like dog food?The little fox's face instantly wrinkled into a ball, sobbing and jumping back into Liang Yin's arms.

"Okay, okay, stop acting." Liang Yin, who had no resistance to the little furball's coquettishness, couldn't help but slightly raised the corners of his mouth, poking Ibrahimovic's deflated little soft belly, "Then let's have two signature pork belly first." Let’s have bone ramen, um, one of them will add five extra servings of char siew——chaomeng, what do you want to eat?”

"..." Chaomeng was silent for a moment, "Same as you."

Immediately afterwards, the elf ball containing Zeraora in Liang Yin's pocket also heard an "Ola" sound.

The meaning of electric cat is also very simple, that is, "it is the same".

So, Liang Yin, who listened attentively, turned to the young guy and added again: "Two more signature tonkotsu ramen, and five more char siu pork."

The rain and dew are all wet.

Chapter 147 Heading to Rota Street

In a separate private room, after the young man in an apron brought all four bowls of noodles to the table, Chaomeng raised his arm slightly, and slowly stretched out his ball-shaped fingers from the wide black sleeve.

The blue light representing the activation of the super power is on.

A very high-precision thought power extended from the fingers, like an invisible hand, gently closing the door of the private room, and then skillfully "clicked" the door lock to lock it.

After doing all this properly, Chaomeng took off the hood on his head to cover his face with confidence.

Then he glanced casually at his bowl of ramen, which was stuffed to the brim with red-colored char siu pork, and then said, "So, Liang Yin, you haven't told me yet, find that guy Meng Meng and go to Luota What's the deal with the place on the street?"

Now that the hot ramen for dinner is already in front of him, it is time to talk about some serious business according to the human practice it has learned from searching for information.

"Oh, talking about work is something that can only be done when socializing at the wine table-and our daily dinner, shouldn't it be chatting normally?"

Liang Yin kept his head shut while smiling and staring at the little fox "sucking and sucking" with his head buried in his face.

Hmm, watching the cute and fluffy Ibrahimovic eating and broadcasting, no matter when and where, it is a very satisfying thing...

Thinking of this, he took out two paper towels from the side, folded them together a few times, and tied them around the little guy's neck—this way he wouldn't be afraid of the soup splashing on the cream-colored neck hair.

Zeraora, who came out of the Poké Ball, first glanced vigilantly at Chaomeng, who was sitting opposite and also had feline features, and then slowly picked up the bowl and took a sip of the soup, holding it with difficulty. Chopsticks, poked a piece of char siew meat into his mouth.

Well, the actual portion of this piece of char siew meat is much larger than it looks... Dianmao chewed without changing his expression, then poked two more pieces of meat from his own bowl, and placed them on Liang Yin's pasta .

After ordering so much extra char siew, Liang Yin really didn't give up the idea of ​​feeding me like a mongoose chop!

Now he must be colluding with that guy Ibrahimovic, and he wants to play with me!It comes to mind so firmly.

Zeraola still hasn't forgotten the super high evaluation that Liang Yin gave to the chubby mongoose Zhan in the player lounge of the "Best Cat" selection contest.

However, Liang Yin didn't think deeply about the little Jiujiu in his black-skinned cat, only when Zeraora was generously sharing his food with him, he accepted its kindness with joy.

"You and your Pokémon have such a good relationship."

Chaomeng took a deep look at Liang Yin, and while using superpowers to control the barbecued pork in his bowl to automatically fly into his mouth, he said something like this.

"Of course, Ibrahimovic and Zeraora are very important partners who travel with me..." Liang Yin paused, then added with a heart, "There are also family members."

"family?"

Chaomeng put down his finger, and a piece of char siu pork that had just "take off from Wuhu" less than half a second also fell back into the soup with a "plop", sinking to the bottom of the bowl like a "sorrow".

As a friend, Chaomeng can understand a thing or two, because the boy who used the "personality correction punch" to it also said similar things.

But the words of the family...

"Shouldn't family refer to individuals who are related by blood?"

It's like the blood of "father" flowing in its body.

Of course, there is also the dreamy genetic part that makes it extremely tangled and contradictory.

"No, some things cannot be defined with narrow and rigid words," Liang Yin shook his head and explained, "Caring for each other, taking care of each other, and forgiving each other's shortcomings... That's what I think family."

And speaking of it, he has grown up so much, and he has never met any family members who are related by blood, including his parents.

Even in the illusory world woven by Xuwu Yide, the faces of the parents imagined by Liang Yin are also blurred.

However, if there is a wife and children in the future... He picked up a chopstick ramen with some amusement.

Tsk tsk tsk, is this something that a guy who doesn't even have a girlfriend is qualified to consider?

At this time, Zeraola raised his head and glanced at Liang Yin, and recalled the emotional speech this guy gave in front of the children in the camp.

Return to old business?

It's called on Blue Star...it should be called "Zui Dun", right?

Forget it, let’s eat the noodles first, if soaked for too long, it will turn into unpalatable lumps.The electric cat shook its head, but the electric light dancing on its beard revealed the joy in its heart at the moment.

"So, brother Zeraora just isn't honest enough." He drank two mouthfuls of hot soup with a "gulugulu" and the bright-eyed Ibrahimovic smacked his lips and whispered to himself, "If it had a tail, At this time, it is obvious that it is about to jump into the sky."

Therefore, it is really very lucky to say that there is no disobedient tail, which is always inadvertently awkward in Zeraora.

……

"Ouch—" Liang Yin staggered to a tree, held onto the trunk tremblingly, lowered his head and spat out an indescribably twisted "rainbow" on the ground.

As for Ibrahimovic on his shoulder, he had already realized something was wrong from the very beginning, and jumped down very wisely, and distanced himself from Liang Yin with a few quick steps.

Mew-two:"……"

The next moment, it snapped its fingers, and the blue superpower poured out from its fingers, wrapping up the sour and smelly things that humans spit out, and erasing all of them on the material level.

"I'm so stupid, really," Liang Yin felt empty, leaning against the tree with his hands on his stomach, his eyes glazed over, "I only remember that teleportation would make my head dizzy, but I forgot that the undigested noodles in my stomach also There will be a ruckus..."

"Little Ibrahimovic, come here and let me hug you." He urgently needs a soft ball of hair to warm his stomach.

Ibrahimovic rolled his eyes at this, and then jumped into the arms of his own trainer in a few steps - he was ashamed to say that Ibrahimovic played a lot, and he didn't look at who Ibrahimovic learned from.

Chaomeng on the side shook his fingers, as if something dirty was on them.

I've heard of motion sickness, seasickness, and airsickness, but how can there be teleportation... This human being, shouldn't he have dual attributes of poison and fighting?

After all, only a guy with four times weaker superpowers could have such a violent reaction to the teleportation of non-attack moves.

"A few more steps forward, you will be on Rota Street."

It pointed to the medieval-style town not far from the opposite side. As the sky was getting late, there were already dots of lights lit up there—soft and lingering.

Chapter 148 The World Tree Was Left to Me by My Father

As the night grew thicker, the original residents of Rota Street also returned to their homes one after another, only a few scattered people still stayed on the street.

They cast very curious eyes on Liang Yin and his party who entered the town with the afterglow of the setting sun on their backs.

Although it is a tourist town, Rota Street does not have any evening shows.Therefore, usually at this point in time, most tourists have already left or returned to the hotel to rest.

But at this moment, Liang Yin and the others, who had just arrived late, seemed a little "out of place".

"Oh, oh, it really deserves to be a tourist town that develops historical and cultural heritage. The ancient buildings here are indeed well-maintained." He was amazed, and strolled with Liang Yin, who had the most "out of tune" style in this town. The cobblestones of Rota Street.

Chaomeng walked shoulder to shoulder with him.

Both sides of their bodies are full of medieval-style buildings, which seem to have gone through the vicissitudes of time but still have charm, like an elegant lady.

"Isn't it just some old houses? What's so good about this."

Ibrahimovic standing on Liang Yin's shoulder just yawned lazily, and he didn't seem to be interested in these things at all.

Feeling bored, the little fox flicked the tail behind his buttocks to the right, wrapped Liang Yin's neck like a scarf, then slowly lowered his center of gravity, and lay down on his stomach.

This kind of rest posture, which is extremely challenging for balance, seems to be very easy for Ibrahimovic.Of course, this is also a great challenge to Liang Yin's ability to resist scoliosis.

"Humans have the habit of assigning illusory value to certain dead things," Chaomeng said faintly, "They will not only lament the mountains and rivers, but also lament the setting sun and the moon-and for the things created by the ancients, they are even more cherished. Hazy longing, longing, and desire to explore."

"It's really Chaomeng. If you don't sing, you will become a blockbuster. It's such a philosophical statement." Liang Yin naturally shifted the focus of embarrassment to Chaomeng, applauded and said, "The culture that has accumulated is precisely these The value of ancient buildings lies."

Mew-two:"……"

"However, these so-called ancient buildings in your mouth are actually mostly built to match the overall style and tone of the town, and they have been newly built in recent years." It's just that there is nothing wrong with Liang Yin's slightly "cheap" praise. The plan to save face for him, "So there is no such thing as cultural accumulation."

"Hahaha, Liang Yin is so stupid, so he dared to brag without even knowing the real year, right?" Ibrahimovic, who was still napping on his stomach, suddenly pricked up his ears, and immediately told himself The trainer made a laughing taunt.

This little guy is really taking a nap!

Look at your embarrassing face, I don't know who I learned from.After casually catching the little fox in his arms and rubbing it for a while, Liang Yin coughed twice again to cover up his embarrassment.

"To the north of Rota Street is the location of an ancient battlefield. And if you continue northward, you can reach the dream residence I know-the tree of the beginning of the world, which is also the world tree."

He couldn't care less about keeping secrets and leaving suspense, so he hurriedly changed the subject, trying to direct everyone's attention to the real purpose of this trip.

"World Tree? Do you mean World Tree?"

Like a sound of spring thunder, this familiar term suddenly exploded in Chaomeng's mind, and it took a long time for it to dissipate.

A few details that had been ignored by it before came to my mind at the right time - it seems that when I first met "Father", "Father" also mentioned the World Tree.

"Ah? What happened to the World Tree?"

Liang Yin, on the other hand, quickly grabbed its wrist and walked into a small alley. Seeing that there was no one around, he asked aloud.Chaomeng's reaction just now was unexpectedly violent, and the black robe on his body could hardly cover up its turbulent superpower blue light.

"Huh—" Chaomeng let out a foul breath.

Although it was just a heavy exhalation, this was the first time Liang Yin heard Chaomeng making a sound other than telepathy, which was enough to show that it lost its composure.

"Dream's residence?" It squeezed its knuckle-boned fists, but it didn't make the crisp sound of beans popping. "So, now, that fellow in Dream lives in the World Tree?"

"Uh, probably... yes?" Liang Yin hesitated.

Even if it is a dull guy, it is time to smell something unusual from Chaomeng's serious tone at this time - except of course Dagu Moonbird, Slow Beast or Kodak and the like.

"The World Tree was planted by my 'father' himself. There is absolutely nothing wrong with that." Chaomeng seemed to have regained his composure on the surface, or he was suppressing deeper emotions. Yu Li, that should also belong to me, something left to me by my 'father'."

And Mengmeng uses it as a residence, in its mind, it is almost the same as the shameful act of "dove occupying magpie's nest".

Once "Father" or "Dream" is involved, Chaomeng is always unable to maintain a calm state of mind-but now it turns out that both are involved at once, how can it keep it calm?

Liang Yin on the side was also a little confused, and things seemed to have become confusing again in an instant.

The world tree, the tree of the beginning of the world, is Chaomeng's "father", that is, the super ancient human species?No, can this thing "plant"?