Pokémon Dream Walker

Yadi was immersed in artistic creation, while Muli lowered his breath and stood watching the painting. The huge museum was quiet.

Shang He didn't make any noise intentionally.

He slowly approached and turned to look at the situation in the museum.

The first floor is the museum exhibition hall, displaying various rare treasures.There are weapons-like bones; golden masks for sacrifices; stone slabs engraved with strange words; fossils wrapped in hard armor; space meteorites the size of human heads...

Looking around, it is very empty.

There is an atrium structure in the building, and you can see the floors above clearly when you look up.

The collection of books above the second floor is dazzling. Standing here, a scumbag like Shang He feels like he is being drowned in knowledge.

Mu Li finally noticed Shang He and opened his mouth to speak, but when he saw Shang He's hissing gesture, he nodded slightly without saying anything.

The two of them stood behind Arti and looked at the painting.

It has come to the end, and what I painted is just an ordinary skeleton, which can be regarded as a half-smoked abstract oil painting.

Larulas was shaking restlessly, always eager to do something to the oil painting. Shang He grabbed him from his shoulder and imprisoned him in his arms.

After finishing the last stroke, Arti threw the brush into the paint tray and jumped up suddenly, as if he was resurrected with full blood.

"Brother Muli, come and check out my painting. How do you think it is?"

"Eh? Are you?"

Yadi turned his head and found that there was someone behind him, but he didn't care and patted Shang He on the shoulder casually.

"Hello, I must have been looking at it for a while, right? What do you think of my painting?"

Mu Li pushed up his glasses and commented with a smile: "It's very good. I think I can keep it and frame it and put it next to the skeleton... Of course, you know what I said doesn't count. Whether you can do this depends on your sister Aloe Vera's wishes." .”

"Haha, Sister Aloe will definitely recognize my art!"

Yati looked at Shang He expectantly: "Friend, what do you think of my painting?"

Shang He raised his brows slightly, controlled the corners of his mouth that were about to twitch, and barely made any impolite moves.

When it comes to his own works, Adi is very concerned about other people's opinions.

But what about an evaluation?

In my previous life, we were majoring in management. We were not exposed to art, nor did we learn art appreciation. We were in a cultural desert.

Facing Yadi's beautiful blinking eyes, Shang He felt a little numb.

To be fair, is this painting good-looking?

- A bit abstract.

These four words alone can express Shang He's true views.

"Um…"

After pondering for a moment, Shang He gave his own evaluation.

"I hope you can draw it as it looked in ancient times - shuttling through storms on the sea, flying back and forth around the world, the majestic image of the dragon as blazing as the sun."

Arti's eyes widened and his mouth opened slightly in surprise.

"awesome!"

"Your description is so perfect! Inspiration is pouring into my mind continuously. I want to draw it right away!"

"I need to act quickly!"

Arti suddenly felt full of energy and reached out to grab the brush in the paint tray.

Lalu!

Larulas couldn't bear it anymore, and his voice sounded sulky, like a mysophobic who couldn't stand having dirt in front of him.

Teleport!

As soon as the light flashed, he broke away from Shang He's arms, used his mind power to snatch Yati's paintbrush, took off the oil painting on the drawing board and replaced it with a new canvas.

Arti looked at Larulus in shock, then turned to look at its trainer Shang He.

Shang He was also surprised by the little guy's reaction and decided to indulge and apologize to Ya Di.

"Sorry, my Larulus seems...to like drawing? Can you wait a moment? Give the little cutie a chance to show off."

"Yes, yes."

Arti nodded in agreement and looked at Larulas strangely, actually looking forward to its art.

Laruras entered a strange state, as if he knew nothing about painting, and painted colors on the canvas.

It certainly doesn't know the correct steps for painting in oil.

But this does not prevent the little guy from drawing the keel in his mind, with perfect lines and realistic colors...

Muli and Atti were stunned, their worldview seemed to be shattered by Larulas with a paintbrush.

Shang He didn't care about art. Looking at Larulas waving the brush with ease, he seemed to see a heroic female swordsman.

It seems to be very talented, and it seems to be pretty good at learning the sword.

But here is the problem.

——Where can I find a sword for it that is almost like an appendage to the body?

——Its strength is special attack, and it is good at special attack moves. How to combine its attack method with the way of the sword?

After ten minutes.

"It's incredible. I can see that it has never studied painting, but it is a well-deserved genius in this field!"

Arti looked at the simple paintings and couldn't help but said.

This is not a compliment, Arti is telling the truth.Even if Shang He doesn't know much about it, he can still see Larulas' talent through this simple oil painting.

Fine line drawing.

Simple color rendering.

A lifelike dragon skeleton leaps onto the canvas.

This time Shang He was able to make an evaluation because he happened to know the oil painting style. In his previous life, there was a big man named Leng who reached the pinnacle in this field.

Hyper realism!

This simple painting is extremely realistic, with every detail in the picture and exquisite image.

Shang He thought about it carefully and felt it was normal.

After all, Larulas didn't know much about painting. At most, he painted whatever his eyes saw. It was only natural that he should paint in a super realistic style.

and many more!

What would it be like if we replaced the paint with rich attribute energy and used mind power as a sword/brush to paint?

Lalu!

His right shoulder sank, and the little guy returned to his exclusive seat.

Shang He patted its little head like a reward, turned around and met Ya Di's fiery eyes, and took a small step back in fright.

Arti wanted to bully him, but Larulas used his telekinesis to push him away.

"Friend, although it's presumptuous to say it, please let me be this child's painting teacher, so as not to delay his bright future in the field of art."

"It sounds great, but I live in Feiyun City all the time. I'm afraid it's not very convenient."

Arti licked his chapped lips and was ready to persuade.

After hearing Shang He's reply, his eyes widened immediately, with a look of surprise on his face.

"Really? Really? Is it really okay?"

Shang He smiled and nodded: "I think it's okay, but you have to ask about its wishes."

As he said that, he looked at Larulus and whispered a few words.

Lalu?

The little guy looked at Ati, snorted disdainfully, and raised his chin proudly.

The corners of Shang He's mouth twitched, conveying Lalulas' meaning truthfully.

"You can learn!"

Facing Yati's excited eyes, Shang He felt evil in his heart.

He turned around and said, "But I don't want to learn from you. Your technique is so bad that it was so angry that it couldn't bear to draw a picture by itself."

"Wow, you lied to me, right?"

Arti's face was full of disbelief, but when he saw Larulas' disgusted look, the highlight in his eyes gradually lost color.

After his bad taste was satisfied, Shang He spoke out to comfort him.

"But it doesn't matter, I am its owner, I make the decision to let it learn painting skills from you!"

The ideas conveyed by La Ruelas are unique.

It actually feels that painting is very similar to sword dancing and has a strong interest in this craft.

As a qualified trainer, of course you must make arrangements for the cub!

Arti muttered in a daze: "It's useless, my art has been rejected by others, wuwu..."

Shang He did not comfort him, but asked: "I live in Feiyun City and you live in Qibao City. They are separated by a cornucopia forest and a strait. It seems that the painting teaching of Lalulas cannot be carried out frequently, right? "

"It doesn't matter. I happen to be going to Feiyun City to take over the position of gym leader. I will be stationed in Feiyun City in the future. The new gymnasium is probably located on Gangkou Street, right?"

Arti waved his hands in frustration.

"That's convenient."

Shang He nodded slightly, with no surprise on his face, but secretly surprised that the plot was finally on track.

Muli pushed away the depressed Yadi and asked him to pack up drawing boards and other objects and sort out his mood first.

Then he pushed up his glasses and introduced himself to Shang He: "Hello, I am Mu Li, the deputy director of Qibao Museum. Are you here to see the exhibits?"

"Mr. Muli, I'm here to challenge the gym. Is the master of the Aloe Gym here?"

"She is here, I will inform her to prepare now."

With that said, Mu Li took a book from the display cabinet next to him and handed it to Shang He.

Shang He:? ? ?

Muli said: "You should also go to the second floor to take the test, right?"

Shang He suddenly remembered the steps in the game's plot and what happened to Blake in the special episode.

He raised his head and looked at the sea of ​​books on the second floor, dumbfounded.

"Mr. Muli, I have already obtained two badges. There is no need to undergo this kind of test again, right?"

"Absolutely necessary!"

"This is an assessment set by my wife. It is not just for fun. Every link in it contains profound meaning... She hopes to guide trainers to develop the habit of reading. When encountering difficulties, they will read more books. Only with enough knowledge can Only with a reserve of knowledge can you go further!”

Muli was very convinced of his wife and firmly upheld the rules she set.

Shang He was speechless and could only obey the arrangement.

Skillfully, he pulled out the sticky notes in the book and read the tips written on them:

——It is more difficult to deal with than being poisoned. Each round is stronger than the other, dragging the victim to death with an absolute offensive that suppresses breathing!