Pokémon Dream Walker

Smith was in a bad mood because his good friend died in the fire last night.

In the elf world, unless it is an extremely serious fire, a trainer with an elf will not be trapped in the fire.

In particular, the building on fire was a two-story wooden building, which looked like a paper toy to most trainers.

But even so, Choct couldn't escape from it.

After the residents of the town suppressed the fire and went in to search and carried out several charred corpses, they finally realized that Choct had been killed.After forensic identification, there were other fatal wounds on Choct's body, and it was clear that the fire was not the main cause of death.

This is a murder, and a fire is used to cover up the murder scene!

The traces of battle on the bluestone path when we arrived further prove this point.

Everyone who got the news couldn't help but feel sad, but this is normal in the elf world.

After Smith got the obituary, he just thought that Choct had provoked a murderer on the black market.

For many years, his despicable behavior in the black market was to test things by the river. How could there be a time when his shoes would not get wet?This time, he directly put his own life on the line, and his rotten soul, full of the smell of copper, returned to the spirit world in advance.

When Shang He called to talk about the commission, he had no time to care about Choct's affairs and concentrate on solving the troubles he encountered.

Your own livelihood is the most important thing, and the troubles in the mine must be solved quickly.

Then consider the sales channels.

A hidden sales channel must be found. If the harvest from the mine is sold on the market normally, the trainers association and rangers will take a very high share, which will directly reduce their harvest to one-third.

Such a harsh commission is completely understandable.

After all, an evolution stone can be sold for a high price, and the purchase price of elven props such as magnet rough embryos and hard stones is also not low...

Employees must be restricted with "heavy taxes"!

Feiyun City officials have formulated such a policy, which is in line with the concepts of "driving away birds on one side" and "blocking is worse than sparing".And as long as the miners do not expand the scale of mining and only have sporadic small groups working in the mines, the harvest after taking a commission can make their lives comfortable.

During the phone call, the two quickly agreed on a time and place to meet.

After leaving the city, Shang He directly drove his sword and hurried on. The continuous towering barren mountains gradually came closer before his eyes. The mountains in the daytime were more spectacular than under the night sky, like a giant lying on his side, supporting his head with one hand and lazily watching the bay. view.

His target direction is southwest of the mine.

Standing on a high slope, we stopped briefly and looked further west.

The boundless yellow sand is the famous desert area of ​​Hezhong, where ancient civilizations are buried deep in the desert.

Under the protection of this rolling barren mountain, the ancestors of Hezhong resisted the invading yellow sand and established the highly developed Feiyun City.

Road No. [-] is laid on the Gobi Desert in the middle, crossing the entire desolate area directly to Raven City. It is like a belt tied around the waist of the Yellow Sand General, pointing out the way for those who have lost their way in its raging power.

After seeing the majesty of nature, Shang He plunged into the barren mountains with his sword and continued to move forward.

There will be no shortage of opportunities like this in the future.

Shang He's heart surged when he thought of those magnificent and famous scenic spots in the Elf World.

Soon after, looking down from a high place, I saw three black bean spots.

They were three blurry figures.

Although they couldn't see their faces clearly, their dark complexions were very eye-catching, and you could see that they were shouting and waving to you.

"Single scabbard, let's go down!"

YoYo!

The response of the single scabbard came from the howling wind. He adjusted the angle of the sword and plunged down, carrying Shang He into the blue-gray desolate mountain col.

Taking a brief look at the surrounding environment, there are obvious traces of cutting and axing on the mountain wall and the ground.

It seems that the valley is not a natural formation. An engineering team quarried stones here, and later opened up a large enough activity area before opening a deep cave at the foot of the cliff not far away. This is where the mining industry was once heavily mined. It is mine number thirteen.

"Mr. Shang He, welcome to visit our working environment. I'll leave it to you this time."

Smith and his two black brothers came forward enthusiastically.

The Hezhong Alliance is a Western social environment, so Shang He did not hear the terms of endearment such as "old brother" and "old brother".

The polite title "Sir" is very common. 【Note 1】

Shang He also smiled and nodded in greeting, and then said: "Mr. Smith, please don't worry. If you use money to do things, I will definitely help you handle the troubles inside."

The two tower-like black brothers quietly watched Shang He and their boss chatting.

They were as silent as a gourd. They did not question their strength and made provocations, which made Shang He very satisfied. It could also be seen from the side that Smith, the black guy, had a good command of his subordinates.

After exchanging a few words, the two of them walked to the mine before finally returning to the main show.

"Shang He, do you need us to go down with you? We can still take care of each other."

"No, I'll just go down by myself."

After all, my purpose for going down is not simple. Should I take you to watch me kill people?

Shang He shook his head and joked: "I'm here to make money, not to help. Let's go down together and solve the trouble inside. Then it won't be easy to get the commission fee."

Smith advised again: "Shang He, safety is the most important thing. As long as the trouble can be solved, the commission fee..."

But before he could finish speaking, Shang He turned his back and waved his hand, jumped on the sword and flew into the mine, his figure being swallowed up by the darkness in the depths.

Smith shook his head and sighed, then motioned to the two black brothers beside him: "Let's go, forget about us if you don't need us. Let's wait in the shade of the mountain over there... If there is a mining accident, we might as well seek rescue as soon as possible."

"Good words are hard to persuade, damn it!"

"Brother, don't be angry because of this rotten guy, let's just wait and see how much he weighs!"

"It is! It is!"

"Let this kid go down and suffer a little, otherwise he will really treat us like trash! If the trouble below is so easy to solve, where will it be his turn to make this money?"

The two black brothers complained one after another, and only then did they reveal their dissatisfaction with Shang He.

"Okay, just stop saying a few words! Alas, money is hard to make and shit is hard to eat. It's not easy for anyone!"

The two tower-like strong men immediately stopped talking and followed obediently behind the black boss Smith.

Smith whispered softly: "What we should do most now is to pray that he can solve the trouble inside. This mine needs peace and we need life... There must be some special treasure in the mine. Unfortunately, we are not strong enough. It’s delusional to even look at it.”

The strong black man on the left suddenly showed a ferocious look on his face: "Brother, if he can solve the trouble inside, shall we..."

He raised his palms flat and lightly scratched his neck.

Smith paused, his cloudy old eyes sharpened suddenly, and he turned his head to glare sternly at the proposer.

"Are you an idiot? Use your pig brain and think about it for me!"

The strong man on the right helped: "Ted, you'd better give up this dangerous idea. He can solve the trouble inside, so why can't he solve us easily?"

The strong black man named Ted stammered: "But...it's so dangerous inside, so he won't be hurt?"

"Ok?"

"Forehead?"

The words awakened the dreamer, and the three black guys looked at each other, with an emotion called greed surging in each other's eyes.

In this wonderful world, there is beauty and distance, as well as cunning and danger.

When a trainer is training himself in the wild, he may become a plump prey in the eyes of others because of a rare elf he carries!

Shang He was unaware of the changes in people's hearts above him.

At this moment, he was marching down the dark mine tunnel with his sword, and a candlelight spirit stood on his shoulder to dispel the darkness for him with the faint purple candlelight.

"Oh, I forgot to buy a miner's lamp...embarrassing!"

"Fortunately, I have a lot of candlelight in my hand, which can be used to illuminate the mine tunnels. Compared with the miner's lamp, it is easier to alert others, but the dark tone is a bit troublesome."

The road underfoot was stumbling, and the tracks that used to carry mine carts had not yet been demolished, so it was easy to fall due to the eerie light of the Candlelight Spirit.

Shang He is currently flying with his sword thirty centimeters above the ground.

He felt that his current posture was very similar to the walking movements of the two sword fairy skins in a certain pesticide game in his previous life, except that he was tall and did not have that fairy aura, and the scabbard of the single sword under his feet was not long enough.

However, go ahead and cherish it!

After the single scabbard evolves into the double scabbard, it will no longer be possible to handle the sword with ease.

From Lippi's dream, we learned that Marcus didn't pay much attention to the attack on him. Now Marcus is probably still waiting for Lippi to contact him, not knowing that Lippi has been sent to him early this morning. To the spirit world.

"So, even if the warning method set up by Marcus finds me, he will only treat me as an ordinary trainer who comes here to hunt for treasure. Unless he sees me face to face..."

Shang He paused for a moment, then suddenly raised his brows slightly, with a hint of joy on his face.

"No, he has been in the mine for a long time. At that time, I had not had any conflict with the Baidu Plague. He most likely did not know me. Unless someone had sent my files to him... Hey, I almost forgot again. When I recalled it in my dream in the early morning, Lippi only described my figure and signature elf to him."

"But these are not enough... It is certain that unless I stand in front of him, he will not realize that the trainer who breaks into the mine tunnel is the target he wants to kill!"

"This is good for me!"

"I guess he will just send out a powerful elf to force me out of the mine just like he did to Smith and others, preventing me from reaching the depths and interfering with his opportunities."

"This just creates the perfect opportunity for me to 'lead the snake out of its hole and defeat them one by one'!"

Shang He narrowed his eyes and made a sinister—(cross out) clever plan.

While Shang He was talking to himself, the speed of the single scabbard never slowed down.

I don't know how much time passed, but the single sword scabbard suddenly stopped and the brightness of the purple candlelight increased, allowing Shang He to see the surrounding situation clearly.

They came to a spacious staging area where the mine tunnels branched off and expanded in different directions.

[Note 1]: There seem to be different languages ​​​​in the elven world, it seems that it is in Hezhong or Kalos, which will not be considered in this story.