Pokémon Dream Walker

The single scabbard does not exclude this unique fighting style.

The blue one eye on the sword grid rotated excitedly. He was even very satisfied with the experience and eager to try it again.

Sensing his thoughts, Shang He shook his head helplessly and laughed. He raised his hand and swung the sword to tremble with blood before letting go of it.

How can a sword be stained with blood?

You have also turned into life essence and been absorbed, it's just the body's muscle memory that is causing trouble, completing the unfinished steps of the sword.

He was just enjoying it for a little while, and could only rely on his swordsmanship skills to show off his evil deeds during his novice stage.

When the opponents he encounters in the future become stronger, if he dares to play like this again, it will be superfluous and completely become a burden to the elves.

YoYo…

The single scabbard groaned nostalgically, controlled the shadow to drop the metal box into Shang He's arms, and then shook the ribbon to pull the scabbard back.

"I want to kill-"

Jones roared hysterically, but was interrupted by Abel raising his hand to cover his mouth. His bloodshot eyes were as big as copper bells, and he wanted to eat Shang He's flesh and blood.

"Go, run away!"

After informing his companions, Abel hurriedly took back the slippery boy, no longer paying attention to Jones, and turned around to run out of the dark alley.

Jones was not stupid. After being reminded, he no longer thought about fighting to the end.

He glared hard at Shang He again, his white teeth probably crushing him. He took back the black-eyed crocodile lying in a pool of blood and fled with Abel.

But how could Shang He let them get their wish?

"How could I let you go so easily when I finally delivered the fat sheep to my door?"

"Single scabbard, shadow sneak attack!"

Clang!

The sword was automatically unsheathed and struck out.

this moment.

The shadows in the alley came to life, wriggling strangely like tentacles, and quickly intertwined into an arm-like entity, dragging the two people back from the alley entrance.

"Damn it, what the hell is this?"

"Asshole! Let us go quickly, or you won't get the good news!"

Shang He was unmoved and looked at them with a smile.

Abel could only bite the bullet and threatened sternly: "We are members of the Fierce Poison Gang, the largest gangster organization in Feiyun City. If you dare to attack the two of us, you will definitely receive thunderous revenge from our boss!"

Jones responded with a stern expression.

"Yes, the police can't do anything to us, so I don't believe you can withstand the crazy revenge of our poisonous gang!"

Shang He laughed strangely: "Hey, let me take care of things that the police can't handle."

"Asshole, our boss will kill you!"

"Friend, there is no need to draw a line between us. We have admitted defeat this time. How can you let us go?"

Shang He turned a deaf ear.

In the worried, resentful, anxious eyes of the two people, they turned around and said something.

"You can do whatever you want, just don't get yourself killed."

Exactly what he said to the scabbard.

Although the two gangsters didn't know what kind of elf it was, they speculated from the scene where it controlled the shadow just now that it should have ghost attributes.

Food for ghost elves...

Their bodies trembled violently, their hearts were frightened, and they hurriedly surrendered.

"We were wrong, go around us, we won't dare anymore..."

"Don't...don't come here...go away..."

"what!"

"damn it!"

"woo woo woo woo……"

The blue ribbon of the single sword's scabbard covered their faces, causing them to sob and unable to make a complete sound.

Amid the painful cries and howls, Shang He's heart was as cold as iron. He walked farther and farther without stopping, and finally his figure was blocked at the entrance of a narrow alley.

He had long planned to find some bastards to temporarily provide food for the single scabbard.

These two people just arrived at the door.

The Poison Gang are no ordinary gangsters.

Blackmailing merchants, stealing goods, selling white powder, loan sharking, robbing elves... these are all within their business scope.

The crimes are so heinous that they are too numerous to write down.

Even the original owner who "squats at home" has heard about them, so one can imagine their bad reputation.

Ordinary gang members are like leeks, and they can't be caught.

The core personnel are hiding in a secret stronghold, which is said to be in the underground waterway of Feiyun City. A maze-like building structure provides them with shelter.

In addition, the crime was not serious, so there was no need to go to war.

Over time.

The Fierce Poison Gang has become a stubborn problem in Feiyun City, causing headaches for the city's law enforcement officials.

Shang He didn't have the slightest psychological burden to attack such people.

Besides, it's not maiming or causing death.

Just making them seem to be seriously ill and weak for a period of time can be regarded as eliminating harm for the people and allowing the harassed small merchants to calm down for a while.

It didn't take long.

The single scabbard flew out with satisfaction, and there was no sound in the alley behind him. It was obvious that he had finished eating.

Shang He was not reassured and looked back.

The two of them struggled feebly and lay down on the ground. They looked closely at the slight rise and fall in their chests and then paid no more attention. They turned to warn the scabbard.

"In the future, don't look for people to eat privately, and don't harm the lives of innocent elves, otherwise I will punish you severely!"

Shang He looked serious and his tone did not allow for any discussion.

YoYo…

The single sword scabbard whispered in agreement, which did not touch the rebellious mentality. The eyes on the sword grid rolled around in aggrievedness, like a little doormat.

"I will solve the food problem for you."

"Sorry, please bear with me for a while, I promise to find you a suitable ration."

Yo!

The little guy's sadness suddenly turned into joy, and he hummed understandingly.

Shang He gently stroked the scabbard and sighed helplessly.

If you keep devouring the life essence of living people, is that okay?

A replacement must be found quickly!

Alas, it is too difficult to cultivate an unconventional ghost elf...

Shang He just left.

Abel, who was lying dead in the alley, managed to muster some strength to take out an elf ball from his arms and throw it.

Boo Boo!

This is a bean pigeon.

Seeing the misery of its master, it flapped its wings anxiously and cried eagerly from its mouth.

"Don't...leave me alone..."

"Fly...go out, follow...follow a young man with a sword hanging beside him...see where he is going!"

"Hurry...go quickly!"

Abel was so weak that he struggled to even speak, as if he was on his deathbed.

Boo Boo!

Boo Boo!

Doudou Pigeon refused to leave and anxiously circled around its owner, tears falling from its eyes.

"Leave me alone, go and follow him, you idiot, can't you understand me?"

Abel roared while using his neck, his pale face full of ferocity, like a white-faced evil ghost.

Boo Boo!

Doudou Ge was startled, and flew out of the alley with fluttering wings.

Jones regained some strength and roared in a hoarse voice: "Damn it, I will drive him into cement piles and sink him into the dock area!"

"Revenge is certain, but we have bigger troubles!"

Hearing this, Jones' expression turned even worse.

The two of them blocked Shang He, but there seemed to be another reason?

……

Walk east along the harbor streets and feel the virtual reality come to life.

The flow of people is like weaving.

They are all dressed up in suits and leather shoes, looking like business elites.

Walking hastily, eyes not squinting.

The fast pace of the city hit him, which infected Shang He, and he became much less lazy after his rebirth.

To the left are towering skyscrapers.

Erected near the port, the glass curtain wall shines brightly, like a mighty soldier wearing silver armor, protecting the city.

Battle Company, Elf Center...

Along the way, Shang He has become very familiar with these landmark buildings.

But there were more parts that were not mentioned in the game, which made him overwhelmed and dazzled.

On the right is the bustling pier.

There are a total of five docks along the way. Feiyun City can be compared to a palm, and they are the five fingers sticking out.

They all correspond to different routes, and their naming highlights their own characteristics.

The fourth pier from the west.

Shang He was deeply impressed by this place, which was named "Tourist Boating Point" and where a famous cruise ship... "Royal United" was docked!

Stop here.

He stared at the cruise ship in the port. The hull was mottled and old, like a woman whose appearance was gone and her clothes were outdated.

"The Black and White Hero?"

After being stunned for a moment, Shang He looked stunned and murmured to himself.

"Yes, the time is wrong!"

"[Royal United] is a new ship. It may just be a project now, or it may still be in the shipyard.".[-]

"It seems like we should pay attention to the stars in the future? When will there be a disaster like a meteor falling from the sky?"

End of the east side of Harbor Street.

This is a station, similar to a highway toll station. You can go to the Sky Arrow Bridge through the gate.

The bridge piers stand tall and iron chains cross the river.

People walk on the top and drive on the bottom.

Arrows from the sky pierce the clouds, majestic and majestic.

Shang He stopped to watch for a moment and vaguely caught the shadow of the Brooklyn Bridge.

"Stop thinking about old scenes and stories, and try new tea with new fire."

"Poetry and wine...take advantage of your youth..."

Shaking his head and sighing, he hugged the box and left, looking for a poison gym that had never appeared in the game.

YoYo…

"Little guy, from now on we are the only ones who depend on each other. Don't make me unhappy."

YoYo…

People, live in the present.

After asking passers-by, Shang He took the scabbard of his sword into the woods and followed the forest path to an elegant courtyard.

The courtyard architecture is also Yingzhou style.

In such a world, Shang He is indifferent to strange things and does not think about abnormal cultural customs.

There is a square iron plate embedded in the wall on the left.

The words "Poison Gym" are very conspicuous, and the owner of the gym is stated on the lower side as Mr. Kazuo Ando.

The antique wooden door to the courtyard is closed.

The tung oil on the surface of the wooden door decomposes in the long-term sunlight, forming a mottled scene.

The cards hanging above caught Shang He's attention.

"I went out to collect medicine and my return date has not yet been determined. If there is nothing urgent, please wait."

Shang He's face suddenly turned dark.

I turned over the cards and checked several times, but I couldn't find any contact information, and I couldn't help but feel a little desperate.

Can I still see Mr. Kazuo Ando in three days?

Shang He wanted to leave his contact information, hoping that the old man could see it when he came back, but when he thought of objects like "mobile phones", his face became darker.

How can there be such a thing in another world?

According to the estimated timeline, instant communicators may not yet be available, let alone holographic image communicators, Rotom phones... and other communication devices.

Now...a Poké Device?

How could the original owner, a "sword crazy", have such a high-tech product?

The original owner didn't even have a TV at home, only a broken radio that his father listened to to relieve his boredom. The original owner had never used it.

In the opinion of the original owner, wouldn’t it be nice to do an extra set of basic training if you have the time?

"￥%#￥@￥#@......"

Shang He finally broke his guard and vomited a series of complaints that the amount of grass and milk contained seriously exceeded the limit.

Wait a while.

Hungry surged in his stomach, so he had no choice but to go back home.