Pokemon that travel the wrong way

"Uh, what kind of place is this..." After riding Duduli and arriving along the road to what Bi Diao said was "a large building with many humans," Xiaoyou discovered that this was really a... slightly strange place.

Located on the edge of the forest, there is only a sparsely populated path in front of the door. The architectural style of the civil structure is like an ancient house from hundreds of years ago, but there are bursts of noise coming from behind the high courtyard wall...

"This place reminds me of the light red gym..." Xiaoyou frowned slightly and looked at the thick wooden door in front of her, "Isn't it possible that as soon as I push the door, wooden stakes or buckets will hit me?"

After thinking about it for a while, Xiaoyou decided to find a more "safe" method to satisfy her curiosity. Taking out the elf ball and taking back Duduli, Xiaoyou walked to the wall and took out another elf ball...

"(Gardevoir, use telekinesis on me and slowly raise me up.)"

So a purple ponytail slowly appeared on the wall of the courtyard...

"Well, it doesn't look like a gym..." Xiaoyou, who was suspended in mid-air by Gardevoir's superpower, leaned against the wall and poked half of his head out, looking at the scene in the yard. A simple battlefield was drawn with white plaster in the spacious courtyard. A Nidoking and a Haoli were fighting "passionately" on the field - after all, Xiaoyou only saw the two of them. They have been playing philosophical wrestling; there are various exercise equipment around the yard, and more than a dozen elves are performing various moves or physical exercises with their owners...

Well, that's right. The elf trainers here are all very strangely doing the same exercises as their elf: One trainer is lifting a barbell with his elf Longlongyan, which is a very easy weight for Longlongyan The little fat man's face turned red from holding it back; on the other side, two teenagers were shouting, punching and kicking with their Savarang and Aibilang...

"...Is this meaningful for training?" Xiaoyou, who was lying on the wall, broke out in a cold sweat.

Forget about these trainers who lift weights, jump rope and run with the elves, but that girl over there, you are holding an ax and splitting wood with a flying mantis. What kind of trouble is it... If you are brave enough, use your hands...

"Well, judging from the situation, this shouldn't be a mechanical castle like the light red gym. It shouldn't be dangerous to enter through the main entrance...Gardevoir, you can let me down." Xiaoyou, who was thinking like this, was about to retract his head...

"what!!"

Suddenly, a red figure jumped out from the grass on the wall - the inside side - and headed straight for Xiaoyou's head that had not yet retracted -

"Ugh!"

There was only a muffled sound, and Xiaoyou received a solid blow on his forehead, and fell from the wall with a scream.

"Who is it?" A rather majestic shout came from within the courtyard wall, followed by a burst of chaotic footsteps.

"(Come back, Gardevoir!)" Xiaoyou, who fell to the ground, took the Lich Star back into the elf ball as quickly as possible, "(Gengar, come out and use hypnosis towards the door! The content is...)"

After passing through the confusing forest full of ghosts and Gengars, Xiaoyou discovered a new use of the hypnosis skill besides putting elves into sleep. And the hypnosis used by Gengar now emerging from the shadow is this new application: creating hallucinations...

Soon the door to the courtyard was opened, and several boys and girls ran out, led by an old man with gray hair and a mustache wearing a wide robe and long sleeves, a retro samurai uniform. As soon as the group of people came out of the door, they saw Gengar, whose eyes were glowing strangely red. Then they lowered their heads again and noticed that the upper part of the head lying next to Gengar had been blown away, and the blood was mixed with brains. The horrific corpses lying on the ground...

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Horrified screams suddenly rang out from the pale-faced crowd, and several of the girls with weaker psychological endurance fell straight down on the spot.

"How, how could this happen!?" The mustachioed uncle behaved a little better, but his face was also ashen, "It's impossible for Zhengzong to do such a heavy hand..."

"Master, master, master!" A boy with a flat head asked in a crying voice, his legs trembling, "What should we do!?"

"...Anyway," the bearded uncle took several deep breaths and managed to calm down, "Anyway, we first send someone to the town and call Miss Junsha...

... "

"Well, no need to bother..."

"!!"

In the horrified eyes of everyone, the miserable corpse on the ground slowly sat up, stretched out his bloody hand, and touched the top of his head that no longer existed: "It's just a look, there is no need to inflict such heavy pain." Hand?"

"Ghost!!" At this moment, even several boys were frightened and fainted.

"Ah, that's right." "Corpse" opened his mouth, as if he remembered something, "Gengar, release the hypnosis..."

"Kou Jie..." The red light in Geng Gui's eyes gradually dissipated, and Uncle Beard and others discovered that the body that looked curious just now had now turned into a "girl" with a purple ponytail, and was reaching out to touch it. Looking at the swelling on his forehead...

———Hypnotism———

"I'm so sorry..." In the living room of the house, Muramasa, an uncle with a mustache dressed in ancient warrior uniform, was apologizing to Xiaoyou in a standard kneeling posture. "Because there happened to be thieves here a few days ago, Zhengzong has been more sensitive recently..."

"Well, it's okay, it's just a small injury..." Xiaoyou, who had a big bandage on her head, waved her hands and said with a smile. The use of hypnosis to scare people was explained as Gengar's arbitrary prank behavior without the instruction of his trainer...

"Well, although it's a bit presumptuous, I still want to ask..." Uncle Muramasa leaned forward slightly, "Xiaoyou-kun, do you believe in the importance of data for elf battles?"

"Data?" Xiaoyou was stunned, "Do you mean ability values ​​and attributes? Of course those kinds of things are useful..."

"That's good..." Muramasa nodded, and then said seriously, "In that case, I have a gracious request... Can I ask you to have an elf battle with my son - in the name of a data-type trainer? "

"...Nani?"

"Actually it's like this..."

The previous situation is being explained.

It turns out that Muramasa, the mustachioed uncle, won many league championships when he was young. When he got older, he returned to his hometown and opened such an elf dojo to pass on his experience to young new trainers. . It's just that he may have been too focused on the management of the dojo and neglected the family education policy. The uncle's son Shingo has become a trainer with extreme data flow - so extreme that he thinks that the elves don't even need to fight, and the winner can be determined by comparing the data. Unfortunately...his son has a powerful elf that he carefully cultivated for him. None of the new trainers in the same dojo can be Shingo's opponent, making the uncle's persuasion completely ineffective.

The uncle who had failed in his persuasion and education had no choice but to play the role of bandit king. He hid on the forest path and used his giant mantis "authentic" to pretend to attack the passing trainers, hoping to find a trainer who could defeat Shingo and make his son "authentic". "Suddenly awakened" and "stepped onto the right path" again...

Then, Uncle Muramasa, who had been squatting on the mountain for a few days, met Xiaozhi...

Under the aura of the main protagonist, Shingo, a data man who relies on data analysis to fight, was decisively defeated by the hot-blooded idiot trainer Xiaozhi's wild animal intuitive flow tactics, and Shingo also successfully realized that the elf battle is actually very exciting. It's a very passionate thing, everyone is happy da☆ze...

Weird.

Since that day, Shingo's children's shoes no longer rely on information, but it seems that the change has gone too far and suddenly went to the other extreme... Now Shingo seems to have become a hot-blooded idiot like Xiaozhi, running to the store early every morning I went to the forest to "practice", and I fought with elves who kept talking to everyone I met. Some of the stronger disciples in the dojo were almost "beaten" with three meals a day...

"...So I would like to trouble you and ask Shingo to restrain himself a little bit..." Muramasa placed his hands on the tatami and bowed deeply to Xiaoyou.

Don’t finally get rid of the extreme data flow otaku, only to turn around and become a reckless and hot-blooded idiot - this is probably what Uncle Muramasa did not say.

[Side mission: Everything must be done in moderation! Use data analysis tactics to defeat Shingo. Reward: Elf naming function (already paid in advance, if the task fails, the reward will be withdrawn)]

"Oh! Wrap it around me!"