The red rose of the age of elves

Chapter 3 Exercising Agate Jellyfish
With Mo Ran's talent and current strength, it's not a big problem for Dr. Elf to be his underdog. After all, he is the one who sneaked out of the research institute most valued by the Seven Sages of the Plasma Corps.

Mo Ran has come into contact with a large number of elf databases, including the cultivation and nurturing of elves. Although he has had partners before, he is familiar with doing it again.

Glancing at the agate jellyfish who was looking at him curiously, Mo Ran put the backpack behind his back on the lawn, and said to the agate jellyfish: "Since you have become my elf, let's work hard together, you don't want to lag behind your former companions, Is it right."

The agate jellyfish froze for a moment, then waved its tentacles to cheer itself up.

Mo Ran showed a smile, the good thing about this elf is that he is a blank sheet of paper, let him write in the future.

"Agate jellyfish, use your two tentacles to attack that tree." He pointed to a towering tree beside him, and he could see that the tentacles of Agate jellyfish are still very weak. You know, many parts of his life will be Time is on land, what should you do if you encounter a sudden battle but cannot move freely?
The agate jellyfish saw a hint of warmth in the red eyes under Mo Ran's bangs, and felt like she was full of strength. She waved her tentacles vigorously to show that she understood.

Although the most suitable environment for the agate jellyfish is the sea, the elves who become trainers can live on land, but it is very necessary to replenish water.

Moreover, the lifespan of agate jellyfish is very long, unlike the insect-type elves, it is easy to cultivate and evolve, but its lifespan is very short.

Mo Ran doesn't want to cultivate a short-term partner, and the lifespan of elves is also very important.

Although Mo Ran knows that according to this requirement, the first choice is the dragon type, followed by the ghost type, and the latter is equivalent to the existence of immortality. If they don't deliberately kill the ghost type elves, they can survive forever.

Seeing that the agate jellyfish turned to the big tree, constantly waving its tentacles and hitting it, making a knocking sound that only he could hear, he felt relieved.

He then took out a set of tools from his backpack, which was the basis of his life.

Spreading the bought fruit on the grass, Mo Ran half-kneeled on the lawn, and began to put the lemon fruit in his hands, and looked at them carefully.

He chose the ones that were better developed. Even Mo Ran would not be so stupid as to buy the other half's unsightly and immature lemons.

"What a waste of resources." Mo Ran said lightly, holding up the lemon fruit.

Owning a lemon fruit means owning a lemon fruit tree, which is a pile of golden fairy coins.

Of course, why the cultivation of middle-aged people failed is out of his consideration.

Mo Ran's current movements are cautious. In fact, he has repeated this movement thousands of times, and made the elf cube again, which made him feel a secret joy that practice makes perfect.

These are all money. Mo Ran watched as the originally green fruit peeled off its outer skin, and the white flesh was kneaded in his hands, then cut with tools, and after heating, a yellow-green square gradually formed. .

Hearing that the movement of the agate jellyfish beating the tree trunk not far away slowed down, Moran looked up and saw that the agate jellyfish was panting with difficulty, and the originally bright yellow tentacles had turned red after a short period of beating.

"Okay, agate jellyfish, stop."

Mo Ran stopped the onyx jellyfish and wanted to hug him, but hesitated for a moment. The weight of the onyx jellyfish was comparable to that of an adult, and it was delusional to want to hug him with his 14-year-old body.

If he continued exercising, he would be dehydrated, and dehydration meant that Mo Ran had to go back to the beach again to let the agate jellyfish re-absorb water, and judging from the appearance of the tentacles, he knew that he was not paddling during this period of time.

"Wait a minute, agate jellyfish, I'll give you something good to eat." Mo Ran gently stroked the top of the agate jellyfish's head, the tentacles were smooth, and he couldn't help touching it again.

The body of the agate jellyfish is mostly composed of water, and fortunately the place Mo Ran chose is a dense forest, otherwise the agate jellyfish would have been dehydrated long ago after being exposed to the sun.

Mo Ran opened a small box, took out a green-yellow elf cube from it, and stretched out his hand in front of the agate jellyfish.

The agate jellyfish seemed to smell some peerless delicacy, he had never smelled such a good smell in the sea!

Under Mo Ran's smiling gaze, the agate jellyfish put the elf cube into its mouth.

Immediately, his originally gloomy eyes smiled and waved his tentacles at the same time. He had never eaten such delicious food.

At the same time, the agate jellyfish also felt that his originally consumed physical strength was recovering slowly and steadily, and felt that his whole body was full of strength.

That's right, the characteristic of lemon fruit making elf cubes is that it can increase the power of an elf. For the current agate jellyfish, it can make his tentacles stronger, whether it is from strength or toxicity.

"This thing is very sour." Looking at the smiling agate jellyfish, Mo Ran, who was under a lot of pressure, smiled slightly at this time.

Putting away the agate jellyfish, thinking about how to train him, put away the box of elf food, took out a black hooded coat from the backpack, and covered his glaring white hair.

If it weren't for someone who wanted to see his face on purpose and approached him deliberately, no one would be able to see Mo Ran's current appearance clearly.

Where there is light, there is shadow. Although Mo Ran really wants to sell the elf cubes to the elf cultivation association, it is a flaw that he does not have an identity card, so there is only one choice left.

That is the underground market.

Or the black market.

Only there can he sell these little sprite cubes.

Putting the onyx jellyfish poke ball behind his waist, he carried his heavy backpack and headed for Kaina City.

After passing by many tourists, avoiding the patrolling guards, Mo Ran walked forward along a narrow alley.

After hearing about this place from Kaina Bazaar, he planned to come here to deal with his long-term expenses. After all, the things on the surface were too complicated.

Mo Ran, who used to be a researcher of the Plasma Corps, knew the dark side of the Alliance. He stood in the darkness and stood under the blue sky. He had a faint sense of distrust for the Alliance.

It's the same as when he has a sense of distrust for elves.

The disobedience of the close elves in the past made him completely lose his trust in the elves, which cannot be erased by time.

The little elf should still be somewhere in the Hezhong area.

A trace of sadness flashed in Mo Ran's eyes, and then he cheered up and pulled the hood lower.

The entrance to the black market has arrived.

(End of this chapter)