The red rose of the age of elves

Chapter 68 Redeeming Contributions, The Harvest Season
The number of people in the base of the Water Fleet was not as many as Mo Ran imagined, but on the training ground not far away, two vicious instructors were yelling at the newcomers of the Water Fleet.

Is this a change in policy? Mo Ran frowned slightly. What was the point of taking them to the desert island?
These water fleet rookies all look quite old, some of them are adults, and there are even many trainers in their 30s and [-]s.

Mo Ran watched for a while as the instructor distributed the pokemon balls containing supersonic bats, hyena dogs, and Arbo monsters to the newcomers of the Water Fleet one by one, and watched them release the pokemon one by one.

The elves randomly rioted because they didn't adapt or didn't recognize the status of the trainer.Soon, a newcomer to the Water Fleet was bitten by his neck by his supersonic bat.

Mo Ran turned his head away, he might understand.

For this group of water fleet newcomers, they already care about quantity rather than quality. In other words, their initial training method is to train ordinary water fleet soldiers, not ambitious dark group trainers who can climb up.

Mo Ran identified the location and walked towards the Exchange Center of the Water Fleet at random. He wanted to see what good things the Water Fleet had plundered after all these years of pirate career.

The exchange center is located in a domed building. Mo Ran pushed open the huge glass door and walked in. He saw rows of electronic machines, as well as water fleet trainers sitting in front of the electronic machines. Their fingers were on the screen. rowing.

Mo Ran took a closer look, and they were obviously using this machine to browse for materials that could be exchanged.

At this time, the person had obviously finished the exchange. He tapped the screen, and the sound of mechanically rotating gears came from the depression beside him. The props he bought were placed on the tray and slowly lifted up.

Mo Ran's observation quickly aroused the dissatisfaction of the person sitting in the seat, who stared at him coldly.

"roll."

Mo Ran sneered, completely ignored his threats, put his hands in his pockets, and walked forward.

The man snorted coldly and turned his gaze back to the screen again.

He quickly found a vacant seat, swiped his identity on the machine, and after inserting the reward card, the screen lit up.

"Elf area, combat item area, auxiliary item area, and elf block area..." Mo Ran's fingers moved on the screen.

His finger first touched the elf area, and the screen flashed randomly, and elf icons appeared on the screen, including their skills, characteristics, and some even carried props.

"...It seems that there are no Yusanjia, but this is normal." Mo Ran browsed and saw many rare elves, with prices ranging from [-] points to [-] points.

Of course, there are also cheaper ones. For example, the exchange point for a level 34 stinky mud is 15 points, while the price of a level [-] gas bomb instantly drops to [-] points.

"Hey, there are still sparkling elves for sale here, but at this price..." Mo Ran glanced at the big 40 contribution on it, and quickly stopped talking.

What I have now doesn't even have a fraction of 40.

At the same time, he was thinking about whether to buy an elf.

He doesn't want a pixie that's too high level, and it's very annoying if it doesn't obey commands.

"Since I have so many ghost-type elves, it's better to choose a fighting-type or insect-type elf..." Mo Ran thought, moving his fingers on the screen.

In his mind, the most suitable fighting system is, of course, the little elf with waveguide ability, Liluou.

But it's a pity that this kind of elf is also monopolized by the alliance, even if it appears on the black market, it will be snatched up in an instant.

Most of the time, the advantage of insect-type elves is that they grow quickly and can evolve quickly. Unlike the elves like Mo Ran, the evolution level is about 30 or so.

As for the bug-type elves, some even completed the final evolution at level 10, becoming powerful bug-type elves with both offense and defense.

The only weakness of the bug-type elves is that most of the bug-type elves don't have a long lifespan.

Not to mention other insect-type elves, just say Ba Dahu and Big Needle Bee. The lifespan of these two elves is about 5 years. Even if you spend 5 years to raise them to level 40 or even 50, they will There will be no increase in lifespan, and it will die naturally when it is damned.

"If I knew it earlier, I would have captured the previous research subject and let it become my own elf." Thinking that I have been in contact with it for a long time, the body wrapped in purple armor has an astonishingly powerful cannon on its back.

If only the elf can be captured. . .Mo Ran shook his head and ended the daydream.

This is thinking peach.

Forget it, let's think about elves when there are more contribution points. Mo Ran quit the elf area and started browsing in the item area.

This time, his speed was much faster.

Dark Stone. . .one thousand. . .Intermediate quality. . .Two thousand five. . .Upstairs.

Mo Ran clicked on it neatly, and exchanged [-] contribution points for a Dark Stone, at least to get the evolution props of the two elves first.

Immediately afterwards, he used [-] points of contribution to purchase a valuable evolutionary prop, the Cloth of the Spiritual World.

After finally purchasing a sharp beak, Mo Ran tapped the screen and exited the terminal.

He put the card away, and soon there was the sound of machine gears turning.

Mo Ran put the props into the bag and walked out of the redemption area.

There are still not many types of elves in the water fleet, Mo Ran thought, there are not many things that can be exchanged by the plasma group.

But it's good for Mo Ran.

It doesn't take long to walk out of the exchange area before you can see the accommodation area.

And there is an unwritten rule in the dormitory area, that is, members with high status can live on the upper floor, while those small soldiers and newcomers. . .It's better to live in the lower floor honestly and smell the humid air.

Mo Ran went up as a matter of course, and it was about night now. The soldiers of the Water Fleet came out of their rooms in twos and threes, found their faction members, and walked to the cafeteria.

Mo Ran stepped on the metal floor and walked up.

At the corner of the stairs, his footsteps stopped.

There was a burst of fragrance.

That's what he used to smell.

Ellie stood opposite him with her face covered, her right hand resting on her chest calmly.

"Kurosawa...Captain."

"Yeah." Mo Ran hummed lukewarmly, brushed past Ellie and walked up.

His main task now is to settle down a few of his elves and provide them with the elf cubes they need every day. As for Ellie, Ellie has nothing to do with him.

Under her mask, she gritted her silver teeth lightly.

(End of this chapter)