This trainer of elves is super surge

Embarrassing, very embarrassing.

As for Shen Zong, he immediately fell into an unusually excited state after getting the elf ball he made. He should have said something proud about it, or turned around and followed Long Bo to verify the tungsten steel for the funds.

Now it was as if his mouth was sewn shut and his legs were glued to the leather carpet. He could only stare at Shen Zong, who could not take his eyes away, and stood there indifferently.

Sensing something was wrong with the master, Shen Zong, who originally wanted to wait until the two of them left the room, then use his super power to scan the Poké Ball inside and out, suddenly regained his clarity and calmness in his eyes.

"Master Tungsten Steel, it seems that you have encountered some difficulties. Can you tell me in detail?"

Seeing Shen Zong put the Poke Ball in his hand lightly back into the small alloy box on the table, he looked directly at himself slowly and sincerely and said these words.

Tungsten Steel, who was shy to the point of being withdrawn, secretly gritted his teeth and looked sideways at Long Bo's reaction. After making sure that the young master's housekeeper was not dissatisfied, he raised his hand and scratched the back of his head, and breathlessly said in an ordinary voice:

"Master Shen Zong, please see that the Slowpoke Temple wants to hold our Jupi Town accountable. Can you be kind and help us?"

"Master! Once the money and goods are cleared, it's time for you to leave!"

As soon as Tungsten Steel finished speaking, before Shen Zong could think of a response, the stiff-faced butler Long Bo standing next to him immediately raised his arm and pointed in the direction of the door.

"I'm making a request to Master Shen Zong! Please don't interrupt without permission!"

With an expression on his face, he firmly refused Long Bo's move to see him off. He knew in his heart that once the Slowpoke Temple punished him, Hinopi's composure would gradually be lost step by step, and now only the tungsten steel with this little autonomy was left.

Then he put aside his arrogance as a Poké Ball craftsman and bowed down to look at the calm Shen Zong on the sofa, waiting for the decision of the culprit and the only savior of Huipi Town.

The atmosphere in the room instantly turned serious. Sure enough, Weng and Kodak stood silently on both sides of the sofa. Slowpoke, who was held in Shen Zong's arms, rested his chin on his shoulders and stared blankly at the wall.

Until more than ten seconds of silence passed...

"I'm sorry, I can't do anything about the problem of Slowpoke Temple. I have to let Hinopi Town solve it on its own."

Hearing Shen Zong's polite refusal, Tungsten Steel felt that he had experienced the longest wait in his life. He couldn't help showing a trace of bitterness on his face. He picked up the five bearer savings cards on the table, turned around and walked quickly out the door.

"Click." (Open the door, pause)

"Master Shen Zong, if I, Tungsten Steel, sincerely offer you no penny for the Poké Ball I built for you this time, you can help Huipi Town overcome this difficulty."

"No, I've already told you, the problems in Huipi Town must be solved by themselves."

After getting this final answer that was enough to make him give up, Tungsten Steel's lips instantly turned pale, and he couldn't help but tremble twice.

But when he was about to step out of the room, the corners of the room's lips rose inexplicably, and Shen Zong smiled softly. Shen Zong, who was stroking the soft back of Slowpoke, seemed to be casually pointing to him and said:

"Do you, the people of Jupi Town, have the determination to leave the Slowpoke Temple?"

"Joining the Genji family and becoming the head of the family, can you personally make the decision on their behalf?"

"You want to be the savior of Jupi Town without the support of everyone. You really think too highly of yourself."

Shen Zong's harsh tone made Tungsten Steel's pale and weak face look even more ugly, but his heart suddenly calmed down.

He turned around and walked back to the coffee table in three steps. He opened his big hands and put five debit cards on the table. He looked at Shen Zong, who was as steady as a mountain with a slight smile on his face, and asked again in a solemn voice:

"As one of the top elf ball craftsmen in the entire town of Jupi, I think I can get the support and recognition of most of the craftsmen and the mayor."

"As long as you, Master Shenzong, are willing to help Huipi Town overcome this difficulty, then I will ensure that you will gain the friendship of all local craftsmen."

Hearing that Tungsten Steel finally understood that the exchange of interests was the key to asking him to take action, Shen Zong slowly glanced at the Poke Ball in the alloy box and said with unhurried approval:

"Since Master Tungsten Steel, you know where your advantages lie, don't blame me for telling you."

"I certainly cannot replace the family's consent to confront the Slowpoke Temple head-on, but I can still show you a way to solve the problem."

After saying that, Shen Zong stood up gracefully and walked to Tungsten Steel, stuffed five debit cards into his waist pocket, and whispered in a calm tone:

"In a word, if we, the Minamoto clan, come to Huipi Town to customize Poké Balls in the future, local craftsmen must start making them on the same day at a reasonable price."

"As long as you agree to this and get the autographs of all the local Poké Ball craftsmen, I will tell you how to get rid of the Slowpoke Temple in Hinoki Town once and for all."

Tungsten Gang, who originally wanted Shen Zong and the Genji family behind him to help resolve the Slowpoke Temple accountability crisis, saw that Shen Zong was so confident that he mentioned the words "once and for all."

His firm mind couldn't help but feel a wave of hesitation. Can this young master in front of him, who has not officially reached adulthood according to traditional family calculations, really be able to do what he says...

Hesitating for a moment, he looked at Shen Zong, who could only reach the height of his chest muscles even if he stood upright.

At the same time, he thought in his mind that no matter how bad the situation in Jupi Town was, it would not be as bad as Tungsten Steel being annexed by the Slowpoke Temple. He gritted his teeth and secretly said in his heart: 'Gamble! '.

Then he resolutely took out the list of craftsmen, handed it to the elegant Shen Zong, and shouted loudly with a slightly decisive expression:

"This records the ancestral home of the craftsmen of Jupi Town, as well as the notarized signature of each Poké Ball craftsman when he or she left the profession."

"I am willing to write a letter of guarantee and pledge it to you first. After I collect the signatures of all the craftsmen of Jupi Town, I will exchange it for you."

"Now you can tell me the method you just mentioned."

Facing Tungsten Steel's anxious heart, Shen Zong, who actually didn't want to push him too hard, had an approachable smile on his face.

He raised his hand and pushed the list of craftsmen back into his thick palm, turned his head and winked at Long Bo, and said in a gentle and honest voice:

"I believe in your character, Master Tungsten Steel. I will ask Long Bo to follow you to the local craftsmen later and ask for their signatures."

"As for the difficulties faced by Jupi Town...it's actually not as serious as you think. You should also know what this town is most famous for."

"One is Slowpoke, and the other is Poke Ball. The energy contained in you Poke Ball craftsmen is much stronger than a mere Slowpoke Temple."

"As long as we create high-end Poké Balls in exchange, the trainers who come to beg for help can become friends tied to the interests of Huipi Town."

"Then... sit in neutrality and let the confusion disappear."