This trainer of elves is super surge

The time came the next morning.

The corner of Jinhuang City Commercial Street.

In the black private car, two slender thighs were occupied by the philosopher Kodak, and Shen Zong was fondling and kneading the really big head with one hand.

Looking at the meteorite museum that was about to open for business not far across the road, he calmly took out an orange fruit from the backpack beside him and stuffed it into the duck's long and flat mouth without haste.

Then he came back to his senses and put his calm gaze on Long Bo, the butler in the passenger seat. He let go of Guo Ranweng's slippery sea-blue body and said slowly:

"Uncle Long, I'll get out of the car and go shopping by myself later. Could you please drive to the Golden Department Store with the driver?"

"Help me buy some golden banana fruits, puzzle fruits, and other rare varieties of tree fruits. Also buy some on the way."

"I remember that my mother still has a lot of credit. Let's use the points on that card first this time."

"Hu∽Rainbow Gym..."

Hearing the young master's instruction to bring the aura of a superior, and the last slightly dull exhale, a faint haze could not help but appear in Long Bo's old and turbid eyes.

I remember it seemed to have started three years ago. After the Rainbow Gym got involved with the Sasaki family, it directly tore up the Genji family and the Rainbow Gym, which had maintained a cooperative relationship for decades.

Instead, all kinds of precious tree fruits produced were handed over to the channels of the Sasaki family for sale. The fruit trees that the Genji family once placed in the Rainbow Forest are now being delayed and refused to be returned.

As a result, the Genji family now has to go to the Quartz Plateau's exclusive area or the sixth floor of the Golden Department Store to buy some of the fruit they cannot grow themselves. Therefore, the relationship between the two parties has deteriorated a lot in the past two years.

If it hadn't been for the outbreak of the Sinnoh War at that time, and most of the family forces rushed to the Tianguan Mountains, I am afraid that the excited Minamoto clan members would have broken through the gate of the Rainbow Gym...

Whenever he thinks of these bad memories, the 73-year-old Long Bo can't help but get angry and curse Rainbow Gym in his heart.

"Yes, Master, leave this matter to me."

After getting the usual respectful reply from Long Bo, Shen Zong turned sideways and handed him the Elf Ball, the cat boss. Shen Zong, who didn't seem to be worried about his own safety, lightly grabbed the handle and opened the car door.

At the same time, he hugged Ke Ke Ya with his arms, which could barely be called his waist. He smiled and shook his head to reject Guo Ranweng's hopeful look for a hug, and then said to Long Bo gracefully and calmly:

"Don't embarrass the staff at the mall. Come back immediately after buying all the fruits."

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Stepping out of the car, holding the yellow duck in his arms, he led Sonas slowly towards the newly opened museum.

It was simple and clear to the several trainers who were guarding the entrance, scanning the surroundings with vigilance, and took out the VIP cards sent in advance by the curator last night.

Ignore the envy of tourists queuing up in the aisle next door and walk leisurely into this large independent building that is said to have the most meteorites in the entire continent and is allowed to be visited.

Shen Zong, who understands that facial expressions serve him, had a scorching sun-like smile on his face as he looked at the surveillance camera above his head that looked like it was in the 90s in his previous life.

He looked straight ahead and trotted over. He deliberately wiped the sweat from his forehead with a white handkerchief, pretending to be nervously waiting in the office for a long time. He flattered himself and said hello to the museum curator, and then said casually:

"I recently want to collect a batch of meteorites. Could you please introduce me to the relevant identification knowledge?"

"Of course, no problem. Master Shen Zong, please move to our VIP exhibition hall. Most of the real meteorites in the museum are stored there."

There were no greetings that showed aristocratic upbringing, no so-called euphemistic melodies, only orders that did not conceal their purpose.

That's right, it's a cold command.

The curator, who has been tested in all kinds of battlefields of human relationships, after just two seconds of thinking, determined that Shen Zong did not want to waste time and wanted to directly use his power to suppress others.

In a low voice, he complied with the request of the young master in front of him, then turned sideways and respectfully led one person and two elves into the VIP exhibition hall, which was usually not open to the public.

"This piece is called Tiger Rock Pan, which belongs to the stony meteorite category. It is the most common classification among meteorites."

"This piece is called Silver Armored Chrysalis, an iron meteorite. It contains more than 90.00% iron molecules inside."

"The singing voice of Menas is the rarest tektite in the world today, and its total value is immeasurable."

"..."

Walking along the passage of the exhibition hall, I explained in detail the more than 400 precious meteorites collected in the museum and the specific methods to identify their authenticity.

I vaguely noticed that Shen Zong didn't seem to pay attention to the value of the meteorite itself during the visit. Instead, he seemed to be using his superpower to scan for something.

He carefully glanced at Shen Zong's golden eyes, and after controlling the dangerous thoughts spreading in his mind, he pinched the corner of his clothes with a tangled expression, and said hesitantly:

"Master Shenzong, if you feel that there are too few meteorites in our museum for you to enjoy, perhaps Mr. Hengshan can help you."

Suddenly hearing the curator mention this name, Shen Zong, who was standing between Guo Ranweng and Ke Ke Ya, suddenly showed a strong curiosity in his eyes.

"Mr. Yokoyama? Are you talking about Yokoyama Yunhei, the famous member of the Elf Association, seeking the disgrace of a nobleman by marrying Gardevoir?"

Seeing that Shen Zong was obviously interested in his proposal, he finally stopped and took a breath. The owner, who was anxious to see the young master off, hurriedly affirmed:

"Yes, that's Mr. Hengshan. As a member of the Elf Association, he often comes to Golden City to give promotional speeches, so the two of us occasionally meet up for a drink."

"There was one time half a year ago when he drank too much and insisted on dragging me to Yuanyue Town to see his collection. At that time, I was so drunk that I didn't know why I got into a competition with him."

"Later I went to his secret manor and saw that there were more meteorites in his private collection than in my museum. There were more than 800 genuine meteorites."

Using the straight-line fluctuation judgment of his super power, Shen Zong knew that the museum owner was not lying. He felt curious about this well-known 'noble shame'.

He turned around and walked to the meteorite counter No. 283, pointed at the dark stone inside the glass booth, took out an anonymous savings card from his pocket, and placed it on the introduction sticker on the edge of the counter.

A mysterious golden light quickly lit up in his eyes. He used his mind power to destroy the lock cores at the four corners, removed the thousand-jin glass shield, put the meteorite into his space backpack, and then smiled at the museum owner behind him and said:

"There are a total of [-] million elf coins in this card, and now they are all yours."

"Write down the address and contact information of Yokoyama Yunhei's secret estate on paper for me."