I'm really not the Pokémon King

Crimson Reserve, Lucheng.

Although it is raining outside, half of the sky is still stubbornly shining with light.

The sun shines through the low-hanging cumulonimbus clouds towards the city, and the raindrops hit the bluestone paved road, splashing and falling, like fingers beating on the keys of a piano, extremely agile.

On both sides of the road, the leaves of paper mulberry and sycamore become greener after being washed by rain.

Several petite four-season deer followed two adult budding deer. They walked on their short limbs and were caught in the slanting rain. They shook their heads and squinted their eyes, enjoying the food that their parents had shot with flying blades. New leaves.

Not long after, two tall budding deer raised their heads and let out a long cry. Behind them, several well-fed four-season deer lined up in a row, following their parents towards the square in the center of the city.

There is a spring water there called Huanquan, which comes from Dream Mountain east of Lucheng and west of Wencheng.It is the magical stream that gave birth to the world tree. It has the effects of strengthening the body, strengthening the body and nourishing the body. For humans, it can also be used to treat hair loss, prevent aging, etc. It is very magical.

At the same time, it is also the most important drinking water resource in the Red Red Reserve.

Along the road, the sprouting deer family continued walking.

The shops on both sides of the road, large or small, are very simple, with basically no decoration except for the plaques on the door.

Although thousands of years have passed since the horrific nuclear war, and humans have returned to the surface from the dirty and messy underground, most humans in the protected area still pursue streamlined pragmatism.

Further forward, unknown vines with lavender flowers climbed up the building in the No. [-] residential area in the north of the city.

This community was built 800 years ago. Although it is renovated every year, the traces of time can still be seen in its old blue bricks.

Those rattans grew thick and long, completely sealing the windows on the first and second floors, leaving almost no one living on the ground floor.

However, the Lucheng people did not waste it. They concentrated all the scrapped arms here.

Before I knew it, the sky darkened.

At dusk, in a certain apartment building in Residential Area No. [-], Yang Xiaoshu was sleeping on the sofa and opened his eyes. He felt like a hangover after sleeping for a long time. He sat on the sofa for a long time before he recovered.

"I actually slept until now."

Yang Xiaoshu rubbed his eyes and walked to the bathroom.

After washing, he put on a white shirt, white trousers, and white sneakers and walked out of the house.

His house is not high, only the 18th floor. He can go downstairs in about 5 minutes, unlike the residents who live on the top floor, who can't get downstairs in 20 minutes.

When going downstairs, Yang Xiaoshu met Zhao Cheng and his partner Bay Ye who lived on the 26th floor. The aroma of spices instantly hit his nostrils.

This is the unique smell of bay leaves, fresh and delicious.

Yang Xiaoshu and Zhao Cheng were not familiar with each other, so they just stopped and waved to each other.

When Zhao Cheng saw it at the bottom of the stairs, he just smiled and said nothing.

Then, in Yang Xiaoshu's surprised eyes, two vines shot out from the tender yellow bay leaf from his neck, one wrapped around the handrail of the stairs leading to the upper floor, and the other wrapped around Zhao Cheng's strong waist. With a whoosh, Lian Bao Kameng and others rushed up together.

This is too convenient, right? Yang Xiaoshu was surprised, shook his head, and continued walking downstairs.

After not eating for a day, he was very hungry now.

"I'll go to Koda Duck Noodle House for a bowl of shaved noodles later, and then I'll buy some Frosty Milk Fairy ice cream and go to Zhulu Park. Well, I decided happily like that."

While Yang Xiaoshu was thinking this, he came to the first floor. After seeing him, Aunt Zhang in the duty room at the door lifted the reading glasses on the bridge of his nose and said with a smile: "It's Xiaoshu, where are you going?" "

Yang Xiaoshu stopped and smiled back: "Aunt Zhang, I'm going to eat."

"We're going to eat, so hurry up and there won't be anything to eat if it's too late."

"Okay, see you Aunt Zhang."

After saying that, Yang Xiaoshu trotted out of the apartment.

After Yang Xiaoshu left, the elderly Aunt Zhang couldn't help but lowered her head and complained: "It's almost the college entrance examination, why is this kid still eating out? Ms. Xia Yu is also really running out day by day, she will be old in the future She has regrets."

To the north of Residential Area No. [-] is a commercial street.

Because it's next to Zhulu Park, business here is booming.

Yang Xiaoshu walked in the afterglow of the setting sun, looking at the pedestrians talking and laughing in twos and threes around him, and felt a little lonely inexplicably.

However, it is lonely

Yang Xiaoshu has long been used to it.

For him, walking alone, eating alone, sleeping alone, watching TV alone, and listening to music alone are nothing but lonely.

Five minutes later, Yang Xiaoshu arrived at Koda Duck Noodle House. Perhaps because it was getting late, there was no one in the store today. Yang Xiaoshu was a regular customer here. As soon as he walked in, he was spotted by the sharp-eyed boss Ge.

"It's a little tree, come in quickly, come in quickly"

"Here we come, Uncle Ge"

Hearing the sound, Yang Xiaoshu walked in quickly and found a seat to sit down. As soon as he put his hands on the table, he saw Boss Ge, who had a shining head, bring out a bowl of noodles from the kitchen and put it in front of him.

"I was planning to close, but I thought you hadn't come yet, so I deliberately waited for a while."

"Thank you Uncle Ge"

Yang Xiaoshu felt warm, picked up a pair of chopsticks from the side, and squinted his eyes to enjoy the food. However, the noodles, which looked the same as before, tasted much different today.

Yang Xiaoshu bit off the noodles and couldn't help but ask: "Uncle, where's the duck?"

"Hey, don't mention it. When I woke up today, my little Ke evolved and is still undergoing examination at the Sixth Hospital." Boss Ge sighed and said with a frown.

It turns out that today's noodles were made by you. No wonder it tastes so bad. Being used to Kodak Ya's cooking, Yang Xiaoshu felt that the noodles made by Uncle Ge were really hard to swallow.

"Xiaoshu, come and help me with my advice."

Boss Ge didn't care about Yang Xiaoshu's attitude. What he wanted to ask now was another thing.

"Didn't Xiao Ke evolve? You said, should I replace the door plaque with Gotha Duck Noodle House?"

"If you want to change it, just change it."

Yang Xiaoshu bit off two noodles with difficulty and said casually.

Boss Ge hesitated for a moment and said, "But it's so expensive. It costs more than 2000 treasure coins."

The treasure coin mentioned by Boss Ge is a virtual currency that is only circulated in the protected area, with a face value equivalent to RMB, and is mainly paid through the multi-functional navigator.

However, Yang Xiaoshu was a little confused after hearing this: "Uncle Ge, didn't you say last month that you paid 1500 in commercial tax alone? According to the tax rate of [-] and [-] in the red reserve, you can still make that little difference?"

Boss Ge smiled: "Silly boy, what are you thinking about? I only earn about 3000 yuan a month."

Yang Xiaoshu was stunned for a moment: "So, you pay 50 RMB in taxes every month."

"Yes." Boss Ge nodded, "Now I am the only one in the family. The house and this noodle shop we live in are also allocated by the council. Xiaoke and I can't spend much money, so we might as well use the money wisely to build our... protected area."

Yang Xiaoshu's hand holding the chopsticks shook.

It was really hard for him to understand the feelings of family protection that adults spent their entire lives pursuing.

Yang Xiaoshu remembered that once, when Aunt Zhang was sewing her school uniform, she said that Uncle Ge, like her, was a soldier who retired from the expedition team. After he retired, he was assigned here.

He wondered what kind of power was supporting them. One in his sixties was still guarding the apartment, while the other was cutting back on food and clothing but had to hand over the money to the reserve.

Is it responsibility or great love?

He couldn't figure it out, and he didn't want to figure it out.

Boss Ge's angry voice was still echoing in his ears, but Yang Xiaoshu didn't listen to a word. He just wanted to finish the noodles and leave here quickly.