Festival of the King of Elves

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Mengyuan Town, as its name suggests, is the place where dreams originate.

It's spring, the most beautiful season. In this ordinary and ordinary mountain town, the peach trees spreading all over the mountains from the west, the pink flowers blowing in the spring breeze, and the early morning sunshine complement each other. This small world is beautiful. Like oil painting.

At the gate of the town, parents and children gathered from one family after another, but today's children are no longer children, but adults in the legal sense.

One of the children, or rather a teenager, was about 1.6 meters tall, with a good-looking profile and a slender figure. He was lazily leaning on the fence at the gate of the town, holding a piece of dogtail grass in his mouth.

"This is really like the college entrance examination."

The young man looked calm, looking at the scene where those people seemed to be parting from life and death, and there was only some nostalgia hidden in his heart.

There were other parents who kept telling their children their thoughtful words before traveling. The mother, who was more delicate, even had tears in her eyes, telling her to be careful on the road. He was the only one, carrying only a big backpack. .

Ten minutes later, these parents finally dispersed, and the teenagers and girls also got on a bus one after another.

In the car, the black-haired boy took the left seat by the window in the last row as usual.

"Brother Haitong"

"ice cube"

Two hellos came to the young man, one from a girl with an oval face and a vigorous girl with braids to the sky, and a rich young man with a round face, who sat down next to him unceremoniously.

The young man named Haitong looked back at the two of them and spoke in a calm voice, like a cold stream on a summer night, saying: "Xiaolan, little fat guy."

That's all, and the boy and girl are not surprised. They both know that the black-haired boy doesn't like to talk much now.

Xiaolan had blue braids that skyrocketed to the sky, and her big eyes of the same color were very energetic. She smiled and looked at the handsome profile of the black-haired boy. She said seriously: "Brother Haitong, let's go to the research institute in the city later. After you have collected the elves, you are not allowed to steal them alone. We have agreed that the three of us will travel together."

"He will definitely steal it alone"

"Ayan, don't talk nonsense"

The round-faced fat man called Ayan looked innocent and jealous. He snorted unconvinced and stopped talking.

Xiaolan scratched her head. She felt that both of them were good friends. She didn't want them to dislike each other. But if she wanted to say who she liked more, she looked at the side face of the black-haired boy who seemed to be shining brightly in the sun. With long eyelashes, my heartbeat can't help but speed up. I feel like I still like this handsome Haitong brother who has become less talkative.

"Haha, of course a child without a father and a mother must be stolen. Otherwise, he would be so inferior to being with Yan, the richest man in town, all day long."

"Only the silly Tofulan would like to cling to orphans."

"Don't say that. If you fall into a river in the winter and are saved by a hero, you must also like orphans."

A few rows away in front, three boys suddenly turned their heads and spoke loudly. After speaking, they burst out laughing.

After Xiaolan heard this, she suddenly felt a surge of anger in her heart. She rolled up her sleeves completely unlike a girl, and wanted to rush over and have three "theories" with the other party. But at this time, a white and broad palm held her tightly. Firmly grasping her equally white but slender wrist.

"Be good, sit down." The black-haired boy smiled slightly, and with one word, the girl with braids sat back down like a well-behaved puppy.

Xiao Yan on the side looked heartbroken and cried out: "You are still not a man."

Haitong didn't speak. He just opened his mouth towards Xiao Yan, made a mouth shape, and said three words. Unfortunately, people in this world can't understand or understand this language called Chinese. These three words are "Ask your mother".

"Brother Haitong, I'm sorry, it's all me."

"I don't blame you, Xiaolan, stop apologizing, otherwise I will really steal it."

Xiaolan's face was full of guilt at this time. She glanced at the black-haired boy and heard what he said. She felt that tears were about to fall out and she could only quickly lower her head again.

Xiao Yan on the side listened. Although he liked the girl with braids, he couldn't say anything at this time. He knew that he could never compare to the ice cube man.

Because of the accident in winter, a crazy snow witch attacked her and her parents outside the town.

The Firestorm Monkey of Xiaolan's family was no match for the Snow Demon Girl. He was frozen when they met. The first ones to rush to the rescue were Haitong's family.

Haitong, his father and mother were both very kind and enthusiastic people. They used a mosquito-repellent incense and a powerful force respectively to fight the snow witch who had gone crazy for some reason.

No one knows what really happened, and the ending afterwards was not happy.

Xiaolan's parents were severely frostbitten, and Haitong's parents and the two elves were killed in the snowstorm created by the Snow Demon Girl. Xiaolan jumped into the freezing cold river in fear, and Haitong followed suit. came down, and finally brought the landlubber ashore downstream.

Since then, the black-haired boy and Xiaolan's family, the four of whom suffered frostbite, lay in bed together for several days before they recovered.

But no one knows that the real soul of Haitong has disappeared. The person who inherited this identity is also called Haitong in another world. Because of a car accident, he was in the hospital, surrounded by a group of people who were hypocritical but stared at his young and gently injured... Amid the cries of his relatives who lost the family business, he died unwillingly, but he did not expect to come back to life in this world of elves.

The three verbally provocative teenagers seemed to be doing it just for fun and did not realize how vicious their words were. Seeing that the other party did not respond, they immediately lost interest and started talking about a mobile game.

"Brother Haitong, would you like some snacks?"

Like a magic trick, Xiaolan took out a piece of peach blossom cake, a specialty of her hometown in Mengyuan Town, from her backpack and stuffed it into the black-haired boy's mouth. It was red and very beautiful.

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Haitong was speechless, opened his mouth, and bit down.

He lived a very unwilling life in his last life. When he was lying in the hospital bed unable to speak or move, he learned that the car accident was jointly directed by several trusted relatives and friends. He was only in his twenties, but relied on three-point luck. With three points of vision and four points of strength, using a new software program and business application ideas that meet the needs of the times, a company in the high-tech industry has raised tens of millions of dollars. Originally, everything was fine. The only problem was that he was too Be kind and underestimate the greed of others.

Now that Haitong has come back to life, he squinted his eyes and tasted the peach blossom cake carefully. The sweetness was rather cloying. Fortunately, he was now in the body of a boy, 14 years old, and had good teeth, so he was not afraid.

Everything in her previous life was like a passing cloud. Xiaolan felt guilty if she wanted to. He had already made a decision after he woke up a few months ago and clarified the situation.

He knew Elf World, and he was still an old fan. He had played the black and white first-generation game consoles and animations in his childhood, until he heard about the release of the latest Sword and Shield, which was also the year of the accident.

He cherished this opportunity to be reborn.

In this life, you must live well and live a wonderful life.

Outside the car window, the scene flies by.

The yellow soil on the ground, the bright green twigs sprouting on the trees, the still green grass, the occasional flash of white and light yellow flowers, and the spring wind also poured in from the car window, which was a bit strangely cold.

As one bungalow after another gradually appeared in his sight, Haitong knew that he had reached the outskirts of Getty City.

When the bus passed the city gate, a group of teenagers and girls looked up. Next to the plaque on the tall iron frame, there was a very conspicuous six-petal flower. Its name was the Gertie flower, and its symbolic meaning represented the city. The look of the city.

The car turned quickly and did not drive towards the city center, because the research institute was not far from the city gate.

A few minutes later, the bus stopped in front of a large house. The boys and girls looked at the back of the house, where there was still a large area.

"Okay, kids, the institute is here, get out of the car and pick up the first elf in your career as a trainer."

The driver honked the horn a few times, then turned around and shouted at a group of children he saw.

Haitong planned to get off the car last, still sitting in his seat, looking at the name Cynthia Elf Research Institute hanging on the main entrance of the institute.

The first person who ran out of the house to greet him was a young man with a crew cut. He looked very energetic, but he was definitely not Cynthia, because it was an obviously female name, and she had been to the primary school in Mengyuan Town to give these children Taken co-teaching classes.

There were a total of fourteen boys and girls here, and each one of them seemed very noisy even if they said nothing. The young man quickly led everyone into the house.

"Dr. Cynthia is taking care of the elves in the nursery. Everyone, follow me and don't run around."

After passing the hall of the main house, go to the corridor on the left. There are various rooms on both sides. One of them is filled with some precision instruments, and one has a sign of utility room. Obviously, the other corridor should be the house where people live. .

When they reached the end and opened the door, all the boys and girls' eyes lit up.

Only Haitong looked the calmest. He was someone who had seen "the world".

The scene in front of you is actually quite spectacular. The overall area of ​​the nursery is as huge as several football fields. By establishing a closed system of ecological circulation, the designer allows this nursery to allow a variety of elves to adapt and survive here. The first key point is To isolate the interference from external factors, the zenith is covered with special glass blocks, mixed with a mechanical skeleton, so that when necessary, the local zenith can be opened and closed freely to decide whether a certain area should accept the natural sunlight, rain and falling snow from the outside world. .

A qualified elf research institute must have a qualified nursery, and a qualified nursery must invest at least millions of funds.

"Look, it's Pikachu, he's so cute."

"There is a lake over there, I saw Squirtle"

The boys and girls followed the crew-cut boy for a while. They were fascinated by the various elves who lived here leisurely and were not afraid of humans at all.

Haitong finally saw the appearance of two elves that he liked in reality. Pikachu was a yellow electric mouse and Squirtle was a blue turtle. They were both rounder in size and quite cute.

After a while, they finally saw Dr. Cynthia.

She is a mature woman in her 30s, wearing a white coat, bending down to pick up a gopher.

Listening to the footsteps, Dr. Cynthia stood up straight, still holding the gopher in her hand. She turned back to look at the boys and girls. She had a bright face, shining brightly in the morning spring sunshine, and smiled brightly.

"Little trainers, welcome to Cynthia Research Institute."