I am a legend

The Viridian Forest has lush trees and all kinds of elves living here carefree, creating a peaceful and peaceful scene.

"One two one, one two one" came as the sound came, breaking the silence of the forest.

I saw a slender and tall figure in the forest, chanting slogans.

Following the sound of his slogan, a blue and white snake-like Pokémon was rising and falling in place.

It looks like he is doing sit-ups, but because he has no arms and legs, it looks a bit weird.

While Zhang Mo was looking at the training mini dragon, his thoughts were wandering to nowhere. Remembering that he was leaving yesterday, Xiao Junsha couldn't help but give herself the reward and the collection that she had treasured for many years.

Fortunately, he refused on the spot, otherwise, for a tall, seven-foot-tall man, he would have become a freeloader.

"Hmm, even if the soft rice is delicious, that's all." Zhang Mo thought shamelessly.

But the police department is really very generous. I really didn’t expect that such precious props could be given out as rewards.

Looking at the bell tied around Ibrahimovic's neck, maybe this soothing bell seems useless to others.

But for Ibrahimovic, it is the kind that will not be replaced by peerless treasures. It can play a vital role in the training plan arranged by Zhang Mo for Ibrahimovic.

Zhang Mo originally planned to grab enough money to try his luck at a company that specializes in selling elf props, but he saw it in the police station's reward list.

Zhang Mo must have chosen this prop unceremoniously. After all, even if he didn't want it, they would just leave it in the warehouse to gather dust.

Coupled with the cash reward of 500 million yuan from the police station, Zhang Mo feels that he has become well-off and should not worry about money for the time being.

"Woo, woo!" The mini dragon, which had completed the task assigned by Zhang Mo, climbed up to Zhang Mo at some point and wanted Zhang Mo to arrange new training.

Zhang Mo came back to his senses and looked at the mini dragon, who was exhausted from training but extremely energetic. He couldn't help but show admiration.

He leaned down and held it in his arms. As the milky white energy entered the mini dragon's body from Zhang Mo's hand, the mini dragon's body returned to normal after a while.

This was the reason Zhang Mo dared to train the mini-dragon not long after it was born. The name given by the holy power in his body seemed rather cool.

It can heal the physical injuries of elves, treat the fatigue caused by training, and can also eliminate the hidden injuries caused by strenuous training. This is why Ibrahimovic has become so strong in just a few years.

Speaking of strength, Zhang Mo discovered a long time ago that the division of strength in this world is not as simple as shown in anime.

It is mainly divided into five major levels. Most of the Pokmon in the infancy stage, that is, the Pokmon that novice trainers have just obtained, are at that level.

And further above is the elite level. This level is very general. As long as an elf can skillfully control the energy in his body and use his skills skillfully, he can be called an elite level.

But when it comes to elite-level elves, the division is even more detailed.Because every step above the elite level is very difficult.

Therefore, even if they are of the same level, the gap is very large. A strong elite level elf can defeat a group of weak elves alone.

Therefore, above the elite level, there are four sub-levels: primary, intermediate, advanced, and peak.

There are also quasi-kings, kings and champions above this. Zhang Mo doesn't know if there are any levels above.

But as far as Zhang Mo knows, there is only one champion in each region in the league. The four kings and quasi-kings are all rare masters.

Zhang Mo was able to learn this knowledge because he had a mother with a high status in the alliance, and he was able to access some relatively private books.

Like other civilian trainers, they can only cross the river by feeling the stones. As long as civilian trainers stand out and achieve great results, the hardships they endure are beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

After all, cultivating elves requires resources and knowledge. Zhang Mo himself has spent almost all his mother's savings over the years.

Coupled with the special effect of his holy power, it took so many years to train Ibrahimovic to the elite peak level. However, it may take several times more for civilian trainers or alliance trainers without resources. The time is not limited.

And Eevee spends so many resources, and the effect is very obvious. One elf can easily defeat Scarface and a group of people.

Although only a few of Scarface's elves have reached the elite-intermediate level, most of the others are at the elite-beginner level.

However, Ibrahimovic's current strength has also reached a bottleneck. He doesn't know how to break through to the quasi-king of heaven Zhang Mo in the next wave. He can only take one step at a time and wait and see.

Now I can only let Ibrahimovic get familiar with the pacifying finger bell recently. If there are no problems with his ideas, he might be able to break through to the strength of the quasi-king.

However, it is still necessary to train this little guy now. After all, it is a quasi-god Pokémon. As long as it evolves to the last form, it can directly reach the terrifying potential of the quasi-king level.

Now that I have obtained it, I cannot waste its potential, not to mention that my holy power can help it train without any side effects. With the experience of training Ibrahimovic, the road for this little guy to become a strong man should be much simpler.

Zhang thought silently as he watched the mini dragon squinting and enjoying it comfortably in his arms because of his holy power.

This little guy may not know what he will go through from today on. Once his training starts, there is no reason to stop.

I hope this little guy can still be so motivated by then.

Mini Dragon felt a chill on his back, as if someone was plotting against him. He raised his head in confusion, looked at Zhang Mo with a pair of big watery eyes, and looked at Zhang Mo with small doubtful eyes.

"Okay, you've almost recovered. Let's start the next step of training, Mini Dragon. If you finish it, I'll double your dinner for you."

Zhang Mo sent the mini dragon to the ground, thought of the training plan for a while, and said with evil intentions.

"Chew Mi, Chew Mi" Hearing Zhang Mo's words, the mini dragon's eyes showed an expectant look, and he puffed up his little chest, looking like he was brave and not afraid.

Ibrahimovic, who was next to him, looked at his silly little brother, so ignorant and fearless, and couldn't help but show an expression of asking for blessings.

Thinking about how he was tricked into completing various trainings by Xiao Zhang Mo's sweet talk and tortured to death, Ibrahimovic suspected that if he hadn't been lucky, he probably wouldn't be where he is today.

The feeding training plan is to do whatever you want to do to induce death. If he hadn't made rapid progress, Ibrahimovic would have even doubted whether the feeding person wanted to kill him.

That is all my own history of blood and tears, and I would shed tears if I talked about it too much. I thought about whether I should remind this little brother that he would be fooled by food at such a young age. It was really uneasy for the elf.

Zhang Mo seemed to see through Ibrahimovic's thoughts and smiled kindly: "What's wrong, Ibrahimovic, do you also want to train with the mini dragon? I have a training plan here, do you want to try it?"

Looking at Zhang Mo's smile, Ibrahimovic felt as if he had seen a devil's smile. He couldn't help but shuddered and his little head shook rapidly.

Zhang Mo looked at the cowardly Ibrahimovic, smiled with satisfaction, and stopped teasing him. In fact, the main reason is that ordinary training has no effect on Ibrahimovic now.

He said, "Okay, let's all take a good rest. We'll start after dinner."

"Bu Yi Bu Yi"

"Chirp Mi Chir Mi"

Ibrahimovic shouted feebly, and the corresponding voice was the voice of the mini dragon full of vitality.