Pokémon League Chronicles/Farming, Pokémon Trainer!

The terrain here is steep and dangerous, and the valley is surrounded by a strange mist all the year round, even the trees are tightly covering each other, and the whole reveals a strange atmosphere that the living should not enter.

Ordinary people may never come here in their lifetime, but Wang Luo is obviously not among them.

He flipped over the stones blocking the road familiarly, then ducked down to avoid the thick branches in the middle of the road, and walked a few hundred meters along the path that could hardly be called a "road", and his vision instantly widened stand up.

A crystal clear brook tricklingly flows between Wangwangluo and the opposite bank.

Compared with the wildly growing forests in the periphery, the other side of the creek is more orderly and lively.

The hermits have set aside a small piece of land in the four corners of the southeast, northwest, and planted all kinds of vigorous plants in an orderly manner.

In the center of the field on the other side, there is a large dark green tent.It can be seen from the details of the appearance that this tent is made of high-quality materials and well-made, and it looks like a valuable high-end product at first glance.

Of course Wang Luo knew that the tent was of extraordinary value, but he did not judge it from the eyes of the businessman, but because of another simpler and purer reason.

Because he bought the tent with his own money, it almost hurt him to death when he paid for it.

The owner of the hermitage had no cash himself, but he needed a place to stay, so Wang Luo could only buy such a tent for the other party at a high price at his own expense.

Although expensive, Wang Luo thinks the deal is worth it.

After paying the salary of the Ginkgo Chamber of Commerce for half a year, he finally learned a lot of secret knowledge of history and mythology from the owner of the hermitage, which cannot be bought outside with money.

Although he is a businessman, Wang Luo is more curious about unknown things than worldly cash.In order to satisfy his curiosity, he is not stingy to pay any price.

Since then, Wang Luo has come to this hermitage regularly to bring some fresh goods to the owners of the hermitage.On the contrary, the other party will tell him many historical secrets that ordinary people do not know.

Looking around the tent, Wang Luo found the owner of the hermitage, who was sitting there elegantly and quietly as usual.

The woman was wearing a gorgeous black one-piece dress and a well-made lady hat with three white roses on it. She had an extraordinary temperament at first glance, as if she was a lady traveling in a rich family's home.

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In front of her, there was an exquisite small round table, on which was placed an exquisite tea set, with beautiful patterns on the teapot, which looked like a precious antique in terms of structure.

No, not "as if" - that was an antique.

When Wang Luo saw this woman for the first time, she was taken aback. Regardless of food and clothing, almost everything she had on hand was valuable antiques, even the watering pots used to water plants, The pot for cooking rice is no exception. This makes Wang Luo, who loves to explore history and collects antiques in his spare time, very sad. He accused women of such wasteful behavior several times, but all he got was a faint answer from the woman: "But , I have been using them for watering and cooking?"

Wang Luo shook his head and put the memories of the past behind him, crossed the stream, said hello to the woman, and showed a hearty smile: "Long time no see, I think, how are you doing?"

The lady in black called Wu Si didn't respond to him immediately, but gently blew on the hot black tea in the cup without raising her head, and said calmly, "You seem to be in a good mood. Did something good happen?" ?”

"Is there? Haha, I met a very interesting little guy a while ago, okay?"

Wang Luo walked up to the woman, opened the backpack on his back, and slowly took out one item after another.While holding it, he smiled and said: "This is the goods for this time, ten catties of black tea leaves, fifteen catties of smoked taro, and various other miscellaneous items, please check them one by one."

Wusi didn't take any action, but looked at Wang Luo's goods on the round table, and tapped the table lightly with his hand: "This time, you sent a lot of goods... because the things you want to ask are more important than what you want to ask." Do you usually need more?"

"That's right." Wang Luo grinned, "Do you have time?"

Wusi tilted his head slightly: "The clothes I washed yesterday have just been dried, and the fruits to be dried are also hung on the tent. I'm still relatively free for the time being...but it's only for a while, and I will be there soon Wash the rice and cook, and I don't care about your food."

Words full of life, such as washing clothes, watering flowers, washing rice, and cooking, are so strange to hear from this elegant lady in black.Judging from the appearance alone, it should be in line with her image that she does not eat the fireworks of the world. It is hard to imagine that such a beautiful and mysterious lady would do things that ordinary people would do, such as eating and drinking.

Wang Luo also had some dramas at first, but after getting along with women for a long time, he gradually got used to it, and always laughed at himself in his heart:

No matter how mysterious and majestic she looks, she is just one of thousands of gods.Since it is life, it must follow the laws of nature. How can there be no reason not to eat?

"The first thing I want to ask you is this."

Wang Luo took out a few crumpled papers from his backpack and placed them on the table.

The surface of those papers was red, the corners were black, and even the words on them were a little blurry. It seemed that they were old.

Wu Si's eyes were attracted by these papers, she frowned slightly: "This is..."

""Ancient Poems", that's what I call them." Wang Luo smiled and said, "I collected them from various places in the Xicui area. It is said that they were created by a mysterious ancient poet hundreds of years ago. Many legends of ancient Sinnoh are described in detail. Although the number may not be complete, but there are so many, it is worth studying, right?

It's a pity that the above content can't help but be vague, and it's all written in the ancient Shennian language. Although I can roughly see that the content it tells is related to the legends of ancient Shennian, I really can't understand some details.So I’m here to ask you, a history expert, to help you analyze it. "

Without saying a word, Wu Si received the old papers that Wang Luo called ancient poems and essays, and couldn't help sighing while flipping through them.

"What's wrong?" Wang Luo raised his eyebrows: "Did you see anything?"

"No." Wusi shook his head: "I just didn't expect..."

Unexpectedly, my previous handwriting was so ugly.

Chapter 2 Doubles

"In the distant past, there was a town called Kamikai.

Once upon a time, the residents dispersed, and no one mentioned the name of Shenhe.

After an unknown amount of time, a group of worshipers of Sinnoh came here across the sea.

They are divided into two factions, worshiping different Sinnoh lords.

Contradictions arise from this, and disputes arise from this.

In order to show their own orthodoxy, both factions call themselves the people of Shenhe.

The name of Shenhe reappeared in the world, but the hearts of the ancients are no longer there. "

After parsing the ancient text on the old paper with an emotionless tone, Wu Si gently pushed it back to Wang Wangluo.

"Is this the content of this ancient poem*?" Wang Luo took the piece of paper, and slowly stroked his chin: "Shenhe...is that the so-called ancient Shenaoren?

As far as I know, the ancient Sinnoh people lived in the Xicui area the first time, and they built many ancient ruins of Xicuidi, such as the random remains of the Red Lotus Wetland, and the Xuefeng Temple in pure white frozen soil.

And later, the ancient Sinnohs dissipated, and the King Kong and Pearl teams came across the sea, claiming to be their descendants, worshiping different Sinnohs..."

There was a sneering smile at the corner of Wang Luo's mouth, but he quickly shook his head and pointed to the remaining pieces of paper in front of Wusi again: "Then what are the remaining ancient poems about?"

"These articles..." Wusi's slender and white fingers lightly slid across the withered paper: "They all tell about the same thing, so I'll explain it to you all at once."

"No claws or teeth, human beings are so fragile in front of Pokémon.

One day, thunder fell from the sky and hit ten Pokémon.

The Pokémon struck by lightning has since become the help of fragile humans.

I just don't know if the falling thunder was the mercy bestowed by the Great Lord Sinnoh. "

"Once upon a time, there was a hero. The hero led ten Pokémon and challenged Sinnoh.

In that great war, human beings proved their strength.

Sinnoh recognized people's strength and returned to a world that does not belong to the human world. "

"The ten Pokémon who follow the ancient heroes and leave the responsibility to the children and grandchildren are the promises passed down from generation to generation.

People came to the battlefield and laid down the utensils for worship, which was a reward for Pokémon.

Fresh food and clear water are symbols of endless gratitude. "

"Let people's thoughts reach the sky.

Such wishes circulated among the people, prompting them to pile stones on the summit of the Mountain of Heaven.

People move together with Pokémon, and people carve the gathered stones into the shape of Pokémon.

The ten Pokémon that were carved were the ones that were once illuminated by the light of Sinnoh. "

After analyzing the four ancient poems in one breath, Wusi stretched out his fingers to pinch the teacup, took a sip, and looked at Wang Luo thoughtfully.

"The ten Pokémon mentioned in these poems are the Pokémon taken care of by Team Pearl and Team King Kong?" Wang Luo clasped his hands together, pressed his chin, and explained slowly: "Pearl Team King Kong and Team King Kong have a total of ten field leaders, taking care of five "kings" and five mount Pokémon respectively, which just corresponds to what is said in this poem, doesn't it?"

"As you can imagine, I didn't write this poem." Wu Si quietly blew on the tea: "I'm only responsible for translating the above content, and I won't accompany you to ponder what the poet thinks. "

"Okay, then I have to figure it out by myself later." Wang Luo shook his head with a smile, put away all the ancient poems, and then took out a new one.

It was a purple-black rectangular brick, one side of which was engraved with indecipherable ancient characters, which seemed to describe something.

Wusi looked at the slate and couldn't help but shook his head: "I suggest, you should change your hairstyle. It's not good for your eyes to always cover half of your face with bangs."

"Oh? What do you say?"

"I mean your vision has gone bad." Wusi said unceremoniously: "Although I don't know what this board is, it is obviously a replica, which is completely different from the other antiques you brought. It's not a level thing."

"This...don't be in a hurry." Wang Luo smiled and said, "Of course I know it's a copy—I copied it myself."

Wusi frowned her beautiful and slender eyebrows: "You copied it yourself? What about the original?"

"Give it to someone, I gave it to a very interesting little guy."

Wang Luo flexed his fingers and flicked the duplicated slate: "Maybe you don't know? Some time ago, a few strange thunders were split from the space-time crack at the foot of Tianguan Mountain, causing kings and queens everywhere to panic." I fell into a strange state of rage and made a lot of noise, which caused a lot of impact on the people around me, and also made it difficult for me to do business during that time.

And in this case, there is a newcomer to the Galaxy team.He is particularly good at capturing Pokémon, and he is also good at fighting Pokémon, even better than the group of "Pokémon Tamers" on the Ultramarine Coast. He is the perfect candidate to deal with violent kings.

Under his efforts, two kings were quickly pacified.With such achievements, he can be regarded as a topical figure in the entire Xicui area.And when I went to Zhuqing Village last month, I accidentally learned that he was still planning some Pokémon battle competition. It seemed that he wanted to use this to dispel people's fear of Pokémon... Interesting person, right?And also very capable.Given time, he is very likely to be able to make a difference. "

Wu Si was silent for a while, and raised his eyelids: "So, you gave him that slate as an investment? A businessman's vision?"

"You can understand it this way." Wang Luo smiled: "Although I don't need him to help appease the violent king or something, who knows if I will need him to help me in the future? It's not worth making more friends. Bad thing.

Pulling away, let's get back to the topic.

I had just bought this stone slab from Ultramarine Coast not long ago, and gave it away before I could analyze the words engraved on it, so I had to make a temporary replica.Although I don’t know what this slate is used for, my vision is unmistakable. This is definitely not an ordinary antique, and the words on it must be very particular.

Come on, I think, translate for me, what is written on this slate? "

Wu Si silently stroked the engraved text on that stone slab, and a feeling of nostalgia rose from my heart.

"It seems that there are many pieces of this stone tablet, and there are only a few sentences recorded on a single stone tablet. Are you sure you want to listen?"

"Of course." Wang Luo's eyes were burning like a torch: "Even if there is only one word, I still want to know what it says."

Wusi was silent for a moment, then sighed.

"Its violent clone was given to the back of the world."

Chapter 3 How can a well-trained body be comparable to Pokémon

Half a year has passed since the Vajra Festival ended and Mingyao returned to Zhuqing Village.

Unfortunately, although he had vowed during the Diamond Festival that he would make this world his ideal Pokémon world, after half a year, the progress of this huge farming plan has been minimal.

Even a few months ago, Bei Shang combined his professional intuition as the "former" battle manager and the actual experience he interviewed from the relevant players in the King Kong team who were in charge of the doubles match at that time, and wrote the full text with a brush. The two-pound Pokémon battle report was detailed and thoughtful, and it was neatly bound, and it was sent to Mingyao early, and this matter hardly got any progress.

Because Mingyao didn't even have time to read the report that was as thick as a ghost.

It's not even just the matchups, almost everything in his hands has been dragged down by something.

In the past six months, his frequency of spawning monsters in the wild has dropped significantly compared to before, from the original daily spawning to no more than once or twice a week, and the completion of daily and weekly tasks has also been slowed down. As a result, Mingyao's funds and skill learning machines have not been accumulated as expected.

And similarly, because of the decrease in actual combat opportunities, the growth rate of Mingyao's original Pokémon and a few new Pokémon are not as good as before, and it can only be said to be unsatisfactory.

But this is not to say that he has not gained anything in the past six months—on the contrary, Mingyao has gained a frightening amount of growth in the past six months.It is no exaggeration to say that the current him can beat himself five and a half years ago without breathing.

Well, fighting means hand-to-hand combat.

He has greatly improved his physical fighting skills.

The cause of the incident had to be traced back half a year ago, when Mingyao had just returned to Zhuqing Village.

——Melee Combat——

On the second day after the King Kong Festival ended, Mingyao had just returned to the long-lost Zhuqing Village when he received a verbal order from the Xingyue team leader from the guard brother:

"Tell Mingyao to bring his Pokémon with him when he returns to the village, and immediately come to the training ground to find me."

Mingyao didn't think much about it at the time. After thanking the doorman, please ask Xiaozhao to settle down Dr. Raben, who was drunk last night and is still not awake, and Huo Xia, who still has plaster bandages on his legs and has to rely on crutches to walk. After coming down, he trotted to the training ground on the west side of the village.

It just so happened that, according to his original plan, after returning to Zhuqing Village, he also had a lot of things he wanted to ask Team Leader Xingyue.

For example, the grievances between the Galaxy team and the guy Ah Shun, why they let Ah Shun off so easily on the stage and battlefield, and I also want to ask her how to use Casey's teleportation so smoothly. What skills, can you teach our Kirulian something...

As a result, when he came to the training ground, the Xingyue team leader who had been waiting for a long time threw a wooden knife at his feet and said flatly, "Use that knife to compete with me."

Mingyao reacted for a full five seconds, and then the urge to run immediately rose in his heart.

Team leader, we are still young, we don't want to die yet!

Others don't know the combat power of Team Leader Xingyue, how can Mingyao not know?

At that time, Xingyue retreated more than a dozen Pokémon by himself on the stage battlefield, and the scene of killing more than a dozen Pokémon in one hand with a knife in one hand is still vivid in my memory!

Fighting with such a land god?He won't think his life is too long!

Don't talk about giving Mingyao a wooden knife, just give him a few Yitian swords and dragon swords, vowed victory swords, Thompson submachine guns, etc. He has to weigh whether he can carry them, and he will not talk to the Xingyue group Long hand-to-hand fights.