I'm copying under one punch

Chapter 6: Soft and cute can deceive Pikachu (for collection)
It was drizzling and foggy.

Aomori was walking in the jungle with a leisurely expression, but his eyes never left the little yellow figure on the branch not far in front of him.

That's right, that is the yellow-skinned electric mouse that is rampant in this forest and can be seen everywhere. It is called the fourth largest evil force.

"Pika?" Pikachu tilted his head, showing a puzzled expression, and showed off his cuteness by the way.

This Pikachu obviously didn't understand the dangers in the world, but felt curious about the creature wrapped in animal skin and bare-chested before him, so he stopped and watched, but he didn't know that it was this stop that was doomed to a tragic end.

'Full focus!Thunder's Breathing Type!The super speeding martial arts thunder and lightning flash! '

Arriving at the place where one arrow hits, Aomori tore off the disguise to reveal his fangs, wrapped in electric light all over his body, and instantly came behind the bewildered Pikachu, using his hand as a knife, chopping it down.

boom!
Branches and leaves fluttered, tree trunks wailed, Pikachu was shot down to the ground, and without any surprise, he turned his mosquito-repellent eyes, unable to fight anymore.

The face of the opponent's Aomori did not relax for a moment, because the branches around him were already full of hostile Pikachus.

"Pika...Chu~"

Lightning soared into the sky, and the rain and fog dissipated.

A passing Bibi bird couldn't help but yawned, "Bibi~" (today is also a day of nuclear peace~)
……

The sun is high, and the fighting stops.

As the saying goes, "the hospitable big needle bee, soft and cute can deceive Pikachu", so the one who lost the battle was undoubtedly the Pikachu family, and lost to the human beings who were regarded as bad by the elves, which completely confirmed the title of waste cute.

After all, just as not all milk is moomoo milk, not all Pikachu are pikachu.

The only one who is called the Skin God is the one who has all the luck.

Aomori, who is a little black in the thousands of yellow bushes, is not unscathed, but has some scorched black from the electric shock. He raised his hand as usual, and the holy light fell, and the scorched black slowly faded, leaving only a slight blue.

It is now the fifth day of entering the dungeon. Since the last battle with the big needle bee, Aomori has not encountered a relatively large group of elves. He just hit little elves such as little Lada and walking grass along the way. The experience bar can be described as Was stagnant, until today met Pikachu, and...

【Ding!Congratulations to player Aomori for receiving electrotherapy stimulation and gaining energy +1. 】

【Ding!Congratulations to player Aomori for receiving electrotherapy stimulation and gaining energy +1. 】

【Ding!Congratulations to player Aomori for receiving electrotherapy stimulation and gaining energy +1. 】

After only one battle, the energy attribute has increased by three points!

Energy and spirit have always been Aomori's shortcoming. The ability to barely catch up with the physique depends on the free attribute points. Now that I have finally encountered a way to improve, how can I not be happy?

"Pikachu No. 1, I admit you, we can make friends." Aomori came to the largest Pikachu, randomly numbered it, and healed its injuries with healing. In, said so.

"Pika, Pika!" Pikachu No. 1 pointed at the Pikachus lying on the ground and bared his teeth.

"This is a misunderstanding. I wanted to get to know you better, so I chose this more radical method. After all, the collision of fists is the most direct communication between men. To show my sincerity, I can treat you first."

Quietly changing the title to "Da Shuai Bi" (charm +5), Aomori showed a springy smile, and the effect was outstanding.

Pikachu No. 1 suddenly felt that the human in front of him smiled beautifully, just like the innocent smile of Xiaohua in the next door village under the moonlight that night.

For this smile, it chose to temporarily lose its memory.

So, after Aomori's treatment, the dizzy Pikachu No. 1 took a group of younger brothers and Aomori to Pikachu Village.

……

Pikachu Village is located in a valley. There is a small waterfall on the edge of the valley. The water falls more than ten meters and merges into a small stream at the bottom of the valley. There are more than ten fruit trees beside the stream, which are the main source of food for Pikachu.

The whole village is full of singing birds and fragrant flowers, just like a paradise.

Standing at the mouth of the valley, Aomori caught sight of the small waterfall and couldn't help sighing: "What a good place!"

"Pika, Pika!" Pikachu No. 1 patted his small chest, proudly.

There were many Pikachu and Pichu in the village. After hearing the noise, they all came out of their dens and gathered around. The shouts of "Pikachu" could not be heard.

Although Pikachu is an elf with three stages of evolution, because it requires thunder stones to evolve into Raichu, there are only two forms of Pikachu and Pichu in the wild.

Some Pichu, who were only the size of a grapefruit, were very courageous, some curiously tugged at Aomori's animal skin pants, and some even jumped on Aomori's body.

Aomori didn't take it seriously, and kept a humble and polite smile.

"Pika!" Suddenly an old voice sounded, and the noisy Pikachus suddenly quieted down, and silently parted ways. An old Pikachu with a cane and a beard walked in front of Aomori, first nodded slightly at him, and then all the way The cane hit Pikachu #1 on the head.

"Pika pickup?!"

"Pika, Pika..." Pikachu No. 1 touched the swollen bump on his forehead in aggrieved manner.

"Pika, Pika." Old Pikachu squinted at Aomori.

"Pika, Pika, Pika, Pika..." Pikachu No. 1 began to explain, puffing up his biceps from time to time and knocking down other Pikachus to demonstrate the situation of Aomori beating Pikachu, and at the end, he burst into tears and held hands tightly with the beaten Pikachu A handshake and a passionate hug mean reconciliation.

After listening to Pikachu No. 1's story, the old Pikachu looked directly into Aomori's eyes. Aomori looked back with a smile, his eyes full of deep apology and sincerity.

"Pika Pika." Finally, the old Pikachu turned around and stretched out his lightning-like long tail to Aomori.

"?" Aomori understood that this was an expression of goodwill from the old Pikachu, but since he had no tail, which part of his body should he use to respond?

With dozens of Pikachu nervously watching around him, Aomori's heart was pounding. He slowly stretched out his right hand and gently touched the old Pikachu's tail.

"Pika Pika!" Old Pikachu laughed.

"Pika Pika!" All the Pikachu cheered, surrounded Aomori and entered the valley.

Straw was laid on the clearing in the valley, and Aomori was arranged to sit on it. Pikachu came and went, bringing colorful berries just picked from the trees and jars of brewed fruit wine.

After everything was arranged, old Pikachu waved his cane, and the open-air party began.

"Pickup pickup!"

The Pikachus either twisted their fat waists, or stretched their throats, singing and dancing, and fell into the carnival.

Only Aomori was still sitting upright, with an unchanging smile on his lips, looking out of place.

'It's really carefree, but this kind of life will only kill people's fighting spirit. '

"Picchu?" A little Pichu noticed Aomori, and jumped onto Aomori's lap with a fruit half the size of his body, and handed the fruit.

"Picchu Pichu!"

Aomori took the fruit, rubbed Pichu's head, and said with a smile, "Thank you."

"Picchu Pichu!"

Little Pichu's eyes bent into crescents, he let out a cry of joy, picked up a berry again, and gnawed it on Aomori's thigh.

Not far away, Pikachu No. 1 is holding a Pikachu with a tail in the shape of a heart, dancing Pikachu dance, aware of Aomori's gaze, and it winks triumphantly.

"Heh." Aomori chuckled and murmured, "It's such a good place..."

　Physical fitness, energy, and spirit are similar to essence, qi, and spirit, and can be improved through exercise.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)