1 years before elves

Chapter 269 Elf Ball!
"Tsk tsk."

He Chen went to the theater.

The bag dragon followed the coalition army and continued to move forward, and He Chen was like a baby among them.

Fortunately, the bag dragon is an elite class, if it is an ordinary class, it can't be moved at all.

Of course, it seems that there are creatures in the pouch, which is also beneficial to the bag dragon.

After all, it's weight training.

"Roar!!!"

There was a fight over there, and the Blazing Roaring Tiger was attacking the smaller Thunder Spinosaurus in various ways.

And the seemingly big Thunder Spinosaurus was also struggling to deal with it, it seemed that it had been injured before,

After all, in He Chen's previous life, Spinosaurus was also a carnivorous dinosaur, able to compete with Tyrannosaurus rex.

After a while, the long canine teeth attached to the flame of the Blazing Roaring Tiger inserted into the throat of a little Thunder Spinosaurus, and then ran away with it in its mouth.

It caused the elite-level Thunder Spinosaurus to groan endlessly, and at the same time, several huge leaves on its back flickered with lightning.

But it was too tired and too weak to fight back.

In the end, the Thunder Spinosaurus group, which had been on all fours, stood upright, leaving the little Spinosaurus behind and fled.

It seems to be worried about being chased by the Blazing Roaring Tiger.

"Alas, all kinds of Frost Sky compete for freedom."

No way, natural selection, normal biosphere, predators prey, it's not easy to interfere, right?
Here we are looking at the loss of a Thunder Spinosaurus offspring, but on the other side, there may be a litter of fire-spotted cats waiting to be fed by the Blazing Roaring Tiger.

After a while, He Chen withdrew his attention.

He suddenly saw an elf that he had never seen in his previous life, so he took a second look.

Now that I've seen it, I'm not interested.

Predation and prey are too common to be new.

"Well, continue to study making poke balls."

That's the big deal.

The previous black cones have been destemmed, leaving only a round ball.

He Chen remembered the person who made poke balls in his previous life, hitting the red-burned cones with a hammer.

I don't know whether to use heat instead of electricity?

He doesn't understand either.

However, the power of the waveguide is still a little reliable, because He Chen can feel that if the power of the waveguide is densely distributed throughout the fruit wall.

He Chen's injuries are too severe, and he hasn't recovered from the injury he suffered when he broke the spirit world and the real world.

After all, this time, He Chen almost released all his strength.

This was too much harm to him at a young age.

However, there should be some distance from the battlefield. According to Frozen Bird, the battlefield is very close to the ice field.

But now, He Chen and the others still haven't left the prairie.

He Chen suspected that this prairie might be as big as the two Inner Mongolias combined?

This side is very suitable for development, and there are very few tribes. If giant tribes, such as Haoyang or Yunjiao, come over, it will be very good.

Of course, he has not forgotten what the Yunjiao Tribe did to He Chen, and he will have to settle it when he goes back.

"call……"

He Chen took a deep breath and stopped thinking about it, but continued to study the black cone in his hand.

With the black cones, when the time comes, I will take the big murderous, or...

He Chen's eyes lit up.

Or... go and subdue an elf you like!
For example, the Thunder Spinosaurus just now, such as the Turtle Turtle I met before, such as Bangira...

With the poke ball, wouldn't He Chen be able to see one knocking out the other and subduing the other?
In a world without Poke Balls, in a world without Pokémon League.

Without the limit of six pokemon per person, wouldn't He Chen be able to hang dozens of Pokéballs on his body?

Cool!
After the battle with Deoxys was over and they were driven away, He Chen would transplant the cones back when he returned.

It is said that the pulp of the cones has some tiny seeds, and it will be time to plant them to see if they can be planted.

If you can, it will be easy to handle.

He Chen didn't know when the elf ball was invented in the world of Zhiye in the previous life, but now, he has the opportunity to create the elf ball in prehistoric times.

The elf civilization is created by him!
It's very touching to think about it!

In the future, before others use the Poké Ball, they will always think of a great pioneer in prehistory that is older than super ancient civilizations and ancient civilizations.

Gee.

However, it must be produced first.

Although the skin of this fruit is very hard, the knife of Commander Chop is sharper.

Nearly 80.00% of the semi-finished product in He Chen's hands has been injected with waveguide power by him.

Only the last bit remains, the center of the fruit, the hole where the stem has been pulled out.

He Chen was dedicated, and he had to hold his breath at the last and most critical moment, otherwise all previous efforts would be for naught.

"Well, the last one is also the most complicated, probably because the method of removing the stem is wrong."

To take out the stem is to pull it out directly, which probably hurt the veins of the fruit itself, so He Chen needs to inject the power of the waveguide very carefully, otherwise it will end in explosion or destruction.

"The last point... the last point..."

Because He Chen used too much force, the wound was involved, but he still didn't say a word.

This is the only tree fruit that can be found now.

Breaking this is worse than breaking the body, at least he thinks so.

In the pouch of the marsupial dragon, He Chen could see that the fruit in front of him was shining faintly, only the small opening at the top was still dark.

But at this moment, a faint light flickered around the small mouth.

"Om-"

The fruit trembled slightly.

Become!

He Chenyong was holding the black fruit in his hand, crying all the time.

How many years... well, no, it seems to be less than a year.

Never mind, anyway...

The Poke Ball is finally done!
He, the Lord of the Great Desolation, the Morning Witch of the Great Desolation, finally came up with a black technology!
No one knows how to make pokeballs better than me.

but……

"How does this thing work?"

He Chen was dumbfounded.

When this thing is thrown, it hits the elf, which is equivalent to throwing the peel of an orange without pulp, right?

"Hmm...maybe there's still a plugged hole?"

He Chen scrolled back and forth to check, but he didn't know how to make it.

"Get a cork? Well, let's try it and see how it works first."

If you make a cork, wouldn't it be...

Monkey King, do you dare to agree to my call?

or……

Great Devil Piccolo, I will accept you today...

He Chen quickly shook his head, not thinking too much about that weird feeling.

Well, tame a Snorby, and quickly plug the cork.

Yes, this is touching.

"Huh, do you want to try the effect?"

He Chen was eager to try with the ball, then raised his head to look at the marsupial dragon.

Or, subdue Da Mama?

Forget it.

There is no need to subdue or subdue elves with fetters. Their relationship is more like friends than subordinates.

The elf ball should subdue some unbound ones.

"Well, for example, the big steel snake in the wilderness, hehehe."

He Chen had wanted to subdue the big steel snake a long time ago, and it was simply not too convenient to use it to dig the ground and open tunnels.

"Ok, deal!"

Then He Chen threw out the semi-finished "Poke Ball" and gave it to Yang for safekeeping.

He Chen's bone pole, the knife blade of Judao Xiaobing, and other valuable things are all kept by Yang.

"Well, let's bring the blade of the Kodao Xiaobing and see if there are any other special effects."

(End of this chapter)