Above the mountain of elves

Chapter 43 Calm
"Xiaoyan, come down to eat!"

"coming."

Mo Yan's right hand was wrapped with a bandage, and he walked down the creaking wooden ladder. Below, a nearly seventy-year-old grandmother was neatly arranging the bowls and chopsticks.

In the small living room, an old man with a pouty white beard was watching with great interest the clips of last year's Chengdu District League game.

"Look, come and eat quickly, people are getting old..." The old lady pointed at the old man with a completely different attitude towards Mo Yan, and then muttered about what she was complaining about.

Mo Yan sat obediently in his seat, waiting for the meal to be served. After a long while, the old man with white beard wobbled to the restaurant less than ten meters away from the living room.

"Xiaoyan, I think that in the Yusan family in the Chengdu area, there is a big crocodile..."

"boom!"

"Eat!" The old woman threw the bowl in front of the old man, gave him a hard look, and then gently placed the second bowl of rice in front of Mo Yan.

"Thank you Grandma Takeno"

"Hey, I burned a piece of fish today, you should eat more"

"Um"

The old man on the opposite side opened his mouth, but didn't say anything, he could only silently pick up the white rice, planed a few mouthfuls viciously, and picked up some side dishes casually, the fish in the middle was not touched at all!
"Here!" Zhuye personally picked up a piece of fish without spines for the old man, and didn't persuade him, just ate it on his own.

"Put more spicy next time," the old man took a sip pretending to be picky, then smacked his lips and commented.

"Next time you come to burn?"

"Haha, I think the taste is pretty good, Xiaoyan, don't you think so?" The old man retreated and found a step for himself by the way.

"Yeah, delicious!"

Mo Yan smiled slightly, the taste of the old couple was bickering, you said something to me, like two children.

Grandma's name is Zhuye, and she is a native fruit farmer in Lingguo Town. She mainly cultivates some blue oranges, sweet peaches, etc., which are very common and have a large circulation.

The white-bearded old man named Zhengxin is also a native of Lingguo Town, but when he was young, he went out to become a trainer and traveled for a while. When he was the strongest, he had a quasi-king Heracross as the main force.

When he found that his dream was getting farther and farther away, and the reality was gradually approaching, he had no choice but to return to Lingguo Town, and usually helped the villagers and neighbors deal with some problems such as elves stealing tree fruits, and lived a leisurely life.

Mo Yan obediently listened to the gossip of these parents, and his heart gradually calmed down.

After eating, Mo Yan walked out of the house, both Zhuye and Zhuye knew that Mo Yan was a good trainer, so after reminding him to come back for dinner on time, they ignored it.

After leaving the ghost ship organization, Mo Yan always had a sense of crisis and felt that his own strength was not enough, so he almost arranged the training plan to the fullest.

Of course, with more training, the elves will improve faster, but there are also many hidden dangers.

The first is skill proficiency. Except for a few attack skills that are frequently used, other skills are in a state of being useful, and they are useless in actual combat.

Zoroark has a dark blasting facade, so it is not very obvious. Ghoststone is different. Except for shadow balls and sludge bombs, the effects of other skills are very average.

Secondly, after entering the elite level, the most important thing is not to quickly increase the level, but to display one's abilities as much as possible, such as the unique characteristics of elves, the bonus of character to combat, the proficiency and in-depth development of skills, etc.

"Zoroark's hallucination feature needs to be practiced. For more than 3V3 battles, using the hallucination feature for zone defense and surprise attack is almost always accurate!"

While talking, Mo Yan wrote down the important points in his notebook, but at this moment a veiled gaze fell on him.

Mo Yan, who had a keen sense, immediately spotted the other party, glanced at him, and saw a little dark boy carefully hiding behind a big tree, his eyes full of curiosity.

"Whoosh!"

Seeming to have been discovered, the little boy hid behind a tree in panic, not daring to show his face for a while.

Mo Yan looked at the ball of thread who was being amused by Ghost Stone, and it should be these two guys who attracted the little boy's attention.

Mo Yan continued to immerse himself in making training plans, first Zoroak, then Ghost Stone, Yukira and String Ball.

After sorting out their training plan one by one, Mo Yan took the string ball and Guisi to go deeper into the forest, and then released the remaining Zoroak and Kira.

For several days in a row, Mo Yan lived such an ordinary life. The amount of elf training was not very large, and more was to get familiar with his own abilities.

And that little boy also clocked in on time every day, but he just hid behind the tree all the time, watching silently's training quietly, without stepping forward to disturb him.

Mo Yan didn't care, he would not release Yukira outside the forest, and the little boy only saw Zoroak and the others.

The so-called one-hundred-day injury, although Mo Yan's physical fitness is much better than that of ordinary people, but the disease cannot be fully recovered in a few days.

Moreover, Lingguo Town is very peaceful and peaceful, except for the boss who comes to harvest the fruit every half a month, there are almost no other people who come back.

Finally, after the little boy peeked persistently for a week, Mo Yan walked towards him with some interest.

The first thing that catches the eye is a dark pot head, and then there are wheat-colored arms exposed to the sun.

Although Mo Yan is not very big, it has been growing crazily during this period of time, and it is already nearly 1.5 meters tall.

"Is there something wrong?" It's been a long time since he spoke condescendingly to others, and Mo Yan has a little more affection for the little boy for a while.

"It's...it's nothing, I just took a look..." The mischievous child among the friends shook his head in panic in front of Mo Yan, as if he was being bullied.

"Really?"

"……real"

"Then don't bother me in the future." Mo Yan said with no expression on the surface, but suddenly a little devil said something in his heart.

"Ah? Me, me..." The little boy blushed, a little angry and a little desperate.

"Walk slowly without sending."

"I...I have something to do!" The little boy stopped Mo Yan who turned around and wanted to leave.

"Then tell me, what's the matter?" Mo Yan picked up the ball of thread that was naughtily pulling his trousers, and asked nonchalantly.

"I want to be an elf trainer!" Although the little boy felt that there was a gap between silent words and what he had imagined, he still expressed his thoughts.

"and then?"

"Then? What then?" The little boy asked Mo Yan in a daze.

"Then what do you want from me?"

"I……"

The little boy was at a loss, why did he seek Mo Yan?It's just that some time ago, he heard that an elf trainer came to the town, so he couldn't wait to run over to see what kind of trainer he was looking forward to.

But it seems a bit wrong, are all trainers like this?He doesn't believe it!
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