Eye of Darkness

"Xiao Zhi, these energy cubes can be used together with Pikachu when training, which can improve Pikachu's ability to absorb the training effects."

Handing the box in his hand to Xiaozhi, Yan Ming raised his eyes and looked at Xiaozhi who was staring at the box intently.

"As for other potions suitable for other elves... I am still making them, and it will take some time. When they are ready, I will send them over."

When Xiaozhi heard this, his eyes flashed with light, he looked at Yan Ming with surprise, and said in an excited tone.

"Thank you so much, Xiaoyan!"

Waving his hands, Yan Ming didn't say anything more. He just left the message that he would stay with Dr. Omu for a while, then turned and left.

Watching Yan Ming leave, Xiaozhi's expression gradually calmed down.

At some point, Hanako was already standing behind Xiaozhi, with one hand gently placed on Xiaozhi's shoulder, looking at Yan Ming's leaving figure, and said softly.

"The child's heart is even more determined."

Xiaozhi also smiled slightly when he heard this. He didn't know Yan Ming's past. When he met Yan Ming for the first time, he was a little concerned about the solitary temperament exuding from him. .

A youth nurturing house, a powerful trainer, superb cooking skills, etc.

He still doesn't understand why Yan Ming, who has these labels, is still so bitter in his heart.

but.....

None of this matters, what matters is that I like this person very much!

He could clearly see the small details of how he treated the elves, the tender emotions that were revealed involuntarily...

The setting sun has set, and the incomplete afterglow in the sky has gradually dissipated with the evening wind.

Yan Ming was walking alone on the straw road, and everything that happened today kept popping up in his mind. The touching scenes kept playing out, as if they were endless, but in the next second, those emotions disappeared like bubbles.

Yan Ming lowered his eyes and stepped on the straw with his feet, making a rustling sound, which seemed particularly clear and lonely in this silent environment.

"Whoo~"

He took a long breath. To be honest, he was a little reluctant to leave the small little house.

However, he still has to go on the road, and the moment of pause in his heart is enough, isn't it?

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew up, rolling up some yellow straw on the ground, accompanied by a faint fragrance of grass.

With the wind blowing on his face, Yan Ming subconsciously closed his eyes and stretched out his hand, feeling the touch of the strong wind brushing against his body and the debris flying through his fingers.

"Little words?"

A pair of hands came out from his side and held the few strands of debris in his palm. Yan Ming turned around and saw a slightly tired face.

The moment he saw Yan Ming, surprise, anger, and a hint of helplessness suddenly appeared on his face.

Is it...Xiao Mao?

Xiao Mao looked at Yan Ming who was stunned at the moment, and the original frustration in his heart gradually dissipated. He looked at Yan Ming and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Hey! Xiaoyan, have you forgotten something?"

"Ah...ah? Probably not...no..."

Looking at Xiao Mao's sharp eyes, Yan Ming, who was originally in a daze, came back to his senses instantly.

"Oh~ so~"

"Ok!"

Hearing Xiao Mao's slightly joking tone, Yan Ming frowned slightly, wondering if he had forgotten something. Thinking like this, Yan Ming looked away from Xiao Mao uncomfortably.

"Xiaoyan! My lunch! I've been waiting for you for a long time. Did you die with Xiaozhi? The battle won't take so long. If you don't reply to the message, you won't come back. Look what time it is now. , I’m almost dying of anxiety!”

As if he was afraid that Yan Ming would really forget, Xiao Mao immediately pulled Yan Ming's sleeve and kept talking.

Looking at Xiao Mao who was holding on to his clothes, Yan Ming twitched the corners of his lower lip slightly.

"Sorry...I forgot to send you a message, because Aunt Hanako is too enthusiastic..."

As he spoke, Yan Ming seemed to remember something and took out the packed lunch box from his bracelet.

"But I brought you delicious food. Let me tell you, I prepared this specially for you, but it took me a long time and it's all because of this that it's so late!"

Yan Ming spoke without blushing, as if his heart was not beating.

"You...forget it, come with me quickly. It's almost time to spend the night. Grandpa is also very worried. Go back first! And the gift he prepared for you has also arrived. That thing has taken me a long time. !”

"The most important thing is that I haven't eaten dinner yet and I'm starving to death!"

After hearing Yan Ming's apology, Xiao Mao was startled for a moment, then loosened Yan Ming's sleeves and said with gritted teeth.

Hearing this, Yan Ming looked at Xiao Mao and felt a little sorry. When he thought of Dr. Omu's worries and the gifts they had prepared, he agreed directly without delay.

"it is good!"

When Xiao Mao saw this, he didn't say anything nonsense. He pulled Yan Ming and ran back.

In this way, the two of them ran back to Dr. Oki's research institute.

"Hey, Xiaomao and Xiaoyan, you are back..."

Dr. Ohmu, who was holding a teacup and preparing to drink water, saw his face suddenly changed when he saw Xiaomao's dirty clothes when he came in. He almost choked on the tea at his mouth and quickly wiped it with a tissue.

"What did you do? Why are you so dirty?"

Xiao Mao was speechless on the spot when he saw Dr. Omu's appearance.

"Why don't you always force me to buy vegetables and cook them... but after cooking for an entire afternoon, the dishes were burnt... I might as well get this guy Xiaoyan back, I'm afraid. I’ll be hungry even for dinner!”

"Ha ha...."

Xiaomao's words made Dr. Omu blush and laugh a few times in shame.

Yan Ming:......

"Ahem, that's it. I won't tease you anymore. Xiaomao, you go back to your room to take a shower and change clothes. Xiaoyan, come in with me."

After that, Dr. Omu walked towards the research room, while Xiao Mao curled his lips, glanced at Yan Ming sadly, then turned and walked back to his bedroom.

Seeing this, Yan Ming shook his head helplessly. Anyway, the lunch box was enough to fill his stomach.

Without thinking any more, Yan Ming quickly took steps to catch up, following Dr. Omu into the research room.

"Hey, this is for you. I searched for it for a long time before I found it..."

Opening the palm-sized box in his hand, he revealed a mechanical object about five centimeters long inside. The thing was silver-white in color and was filled with bright white light spots of different sizes and orderly divisions, matched with several The connecting black lines look very technological.

Dr. Omu looked at Yan Ming expectantly and said.

"This is a small mobile magnetic field shield. When opened, most of the electromagnetic fields within three meters can be gradually dispersed, thereby shielding the signal transmission. In addition, if the tip is opened, there is a simple data connection inside It can download or upload data without being detected by external means..."

Listening to Dr. Omu's step-by-step introduction, Yan Ming's gaze became even more intense when he looked at the shield in his hand. This thing is indeed a very useful commodity for his current status. It can even be said that it will be used in his future actions. , brings a lot of convenience.

Looking up at Dr. Omu's inexplicable gaze, Yan Ming knew clearly that Dr. Omu must have guessed that he had some secrets through these few times, but even so, Dr. Omu still gave this thing to him, which also represented Dr. Omu's treatment of him. attitude.

"Well, you kid, you always encounter some dangerous incidents. Having this thing by your side should be able to help, which makes you feel more at ease."

With that said, before Yan Ming could say a word of thanks, he pushed Yan Ming to rest first on the grounds that there was still an experiment.

In the bedroom, Yan Ming was silent as he looked at the warmly decorated room, the many things on the table that interested him, and some of the information Xiao Mao had left about some of the contestants in this competition. Word.

Holding the shield in his hand, Yan Ming held it slightly hard, but felt inexplicably at peace in his heart.

Xiaomao, Dr. Omu...