Pokémon Dream Walker

This underground research institute is not big, but it has all the internal organs.

Burta was a fastidious person and kept every room very neatly, with a faint fragrance of flowers and plants floating in the air.

Shang He had the knowledge of making incense in his mind, and after a few sniffs he knew it was a secret incense recipe.

I only feel the effect of calming the mind and calming the mind.

Shang He likes this kind of airy atmosphere very much. It's not that he is arty, it just feels like he is closer to his hometown in his previous life.

Ancient people in previous lives liked to make incense and burn it.

When reliving a new life, I always like to find things related to the past life and cherish the memories deep in my heart.

In short, he likes this underground research institute more and more.

Workspace.

Four large computers are placed in the four corners of the room, and there are small storage racks on each table, with documents neatly arranged on them.

The leather mouse pad has handwriting printed on it, indicating the areas of knowledge stored in each computer and classifying them into categories for easy search by the user.

Shang He raised his eyebrows lightly, quite satisfied with this.

Four computers connected together form a huge poison database.

In this era, which is equivalent to the 90s of the previous century, the circulation of knowledge is inconvenient, so it is the most precious treasure. With this vast sea of ​​poison knowledge, he can become an expert in the field of poison as long as he is willing.

If Mr. Ando were dragged here, he would probably fall into madness instantly.

More than [-]% of the poison knowledge stored here is from the Alola region. The poison knowledge on the four tropical islands is extraordinary. In the future, Mitsuki, a young pharmacist, will move to the island to show off his talents.

The joy of first meeting quickly passed.

Thinking about it carefully, Shang He shook his head again. For him, it can only be regarded as a good collection. After all, he has no idea of ​​​​cultivating poison elves for the time being.

cultivation area.

This is where Larulas first appears.

Just now outside the corridor, the little guy couldn't wait to fly up from his shoulders, pointing to the vent on the ceiling to introduce his feat.

Shang He gave Lalulas a thumbs up sincerely.

I really underestimated the intelligence of this little guy. He was able to come up with such a brilliant idea to break the situation without any guidance.

There are culture tanks of different sizes in the room, and custom-made machines stand on both sides.

Through the glass shield, one can clearly see the poisonous herbs growing vigorously below, which are probably extremely rare plants.

If it is just ordinary goods, Burta does not need to work hard to cultivate them himself, and can ask his partner Baidu Plague to collect them on his behalf.

"It seems that the electric switch must be repaired quickly. I hope that the power outage for a few hours will not affect their growth..."

On the console in the room, Shang He found an elf ball with a floating bubble inside. It was thought that it controlled the weather to affect the growth of plants here.Shang He did not ignore the threat of floating bubbles and locked the elf ball away.

Just now in the bedroom, he also took away Alidos, Armor Bird, Sweet Dancer and Super Bad Star.

Fortunately, he did not argue with the criminals, otherwise it would be very difficult for him to break in and defeat Burta.

There is no shame in admitting that you are weak.

After all, how long had he been reborn?

If you cannot build a team with an average strength of level 45 within three months, you can give yourself evaluations such as "not as good as Shafiya" or "not as good as the eldest lady".

If you can't build an 80+ level team within five years, you can make comments like "The crippled Red is better than you".

laboratory.

When he stepped here, Shang He once suspected that Burta had plagiarized Mr. Ando's ideas.

The layout is so similar!

The left and right sides are clearly distinguished.

Classical and modern are in opposition to each other, and the sharp contrast is shocking.

On the left is an ancient Chinese pharmacy, with the complex smell of herbal medicine. Various equipment for preparing medicinal materials are placed in an orderly manner. The dark brown solid wood medicine cabinets show a simple and heavy style. The red sandalwood solid wood floor renders the style of the left half of the space as Dark tones.

On the right is a modern laboratory. The pungent smell of chemicals is very strong. The metal brackets are weirdly shaped and fully functional. The beakers and test tubes are as clear as crystal. The neat marble test bench is full of rationality, and the bright marble floor tiles connect the right half of the laboratory. The space is rendered in a bright and majestic style.

Unfortunately, Shang He knew nothing about experiments, so such a perfect experimental environment could only be abandoned.

There are several small rooms inside. As expected of a scholar doing experiments, signs are hung on the walls at the door in accordance with his rigorous nature.

[Disposal Room]: Disposal of experimental waste, there is also an escape passage here

[Reaction Room]: A sealed space for observing dangerous drug reactions

[Garbage Room]: Stacking of miscellaneous materials for experiments

[Incubation Room]:……

Shang He checked back and forth, and finally came to the small door of the incubation room. Among the four functional rooms, this was the only one he was interested in.

The electronic lock was no longer functioning and was forcibly opened by a single sword weapon.

When you open the door, the first thing you see is a huge living biological culture tank, just like what was shown in science fiction movies in previous generations.

There was no curled-up Mewtwo inside.

It’s not the eye-catching surprises like Deoxys and Genesect.

What's even more gratifying is that there are no alien creatures inside, and there is no need to stage a vulgar drama of aliens fighting Pokémon.

In the lavender nutrient solution, a purple-patterned elf egg slowly floated.

Which race is this descendant of?

Shang He suppressed his curiosity and looked at the other culture tanks on both sides.Although it is not as conspicuous as the two-meter-high tank directly opposite, it is one meter high and about half a meter in diameter. There are also elf eggs soaked in nutrient solution inside the tank.

Lalu?

The little guy suddenly flew up from his shoulders and shuttled back and forth between the tanks, showing his eagerness.

Finally, she flew back to him, her red eyes filled with tears, and she begged.

People who have been caught in the rain want to hold an umbrella for others.

Let's describe it this way... But Larulas was an accident that time. What it regarded as imprisoned was the incubator, but no one watched it before hatching, and no one took it out of the incubator when the egg moved. That's why it was locked in a glass jar after hatching.

It thought these elf eggs had suffered the same fate as it.

The only difference is that they are enclosed in a slightly larger container, while it is enclosed in a glass jar that makes it very difficult to even stretch its arms and legs.

"Be good, it'll be fine as long as I'm here. I'll help them."

Shang He rubbed the little guy's pot head and promised it very gently.

But what happened to these elf eggs in front of me still needs to be checked over. Being stuffed into culture tanks and soaked in nutrient solution is obviously not a formal incubation procedure.

Shang He approached the first elf egg on the left and turned his head to look at the iron nameplate on one side.

"Tiantianzhu?"

"Suck it~ The prototype of this thing seems to be mangosteen? Not only humans like it, but also elves like to eat it. It is said that it is about to be eaten to extinction like the green onion duck..."

"Pooh!"

"My fellow time-travelers, I have really not brought shame on our nation. At this time, the first thing that comes to my mind is eating..."

Shang He quickly shook his head, returning his thoughts to the current business, and continued to read the words on the nameplate.

"The nutrient solution is changed every seven days, and the ingredients are..."

"Is this the number of years? The first one is the time of insertion? Was it actually fifteen months ago?"

"Something's wrong. How can the elf egg last for so long? Logically speaking, it should have hatched long ago. The gestation period of a human is only ten months. Is your Sweet Bamboo the seed of a mythical beast? It's actually longer than the gestation period of a human? "

Shang He looked back at the time again.

This thing is like the birth and death years marked when introducing great people, but the string of times marked behind the nameplate is obviously in the future, and it is not specifically marked on a certain day. The specific range given is only next month.

Does it mean that the marinating will not be completed until next month?

Shang He suddenly frowned and had a guess: "Could this nutrient solution be used to inhibit the hatching of elf eggs? Burta, a crazy poison master, likes to keep the eggs laid by his elf as collectibles?"

He had just bought a Sweet Dance Ni and suspected that the elf egg was the descendant of Sweet Dance Ni.

"Maybe there is another possibility..."

"According to the logic of some fantasy levels, this may be a foundation-building liquid that can help elves improve their qualifications and have a better starting point. For example: stronger strength, faster speed, stronger recovery, faster upgrades... …”

"After all, as a trainer, there is no reason to kill one's own elf descendants, right?"

This is what Shang He considered from his own starting point.

As everyone knows, not everyone loves elves as much as he does. Some people just regard elves as a tool to gain profits.

"I'll go take a look at his dream later. I hope all the elves here can still hatch."

Since he has promised Larulas, he must do it, release these unlucky ones/lucky ones from the jar, hatch them and give them freedom.

Shang He moved slowly to check the elf eggs in other tanks.

"Alola, stinky mud!"

"Stinky mud! Is this a comparative test?"

"Orb silk spider! It's just ordinary."

"Hundred-legged centipede! There are a bunch of them in the Yacar Forest..."

"Meow Meow? Is it Alola's? Isn't it called Meow Meow Big?"

"The Night Thief Salamander! Female? I don't like it regardless of gender."

"The Variety Monster? Mark the suspected [Transformer] characteristic... It doesn't matter whether you like it or not, this kind of elf is of great use!"

"Clamp-tailed scorpion!"

"Bad frogs!"

……

Looking at the type of elves marked on the nameplate, Shang He frowned more and more. The eggs in the jar seemed to be just collectibles.

Until you came to the largest culture tank in the room, you stared at the distinctive lavender nutrient solution.

After a long while, Shang He turned his head and looked at the explanation on the nameplate.

"UB: Sticky..."

Shang He quickly rubbed his eyes to make sure he was hallucinating.

The writing on the metal nameplate has not changed.

Shang He stared, his dry lips trembled slightly, and he carefully licked his tongue twice to bring stimulation, making sure that he was not in a dream now.

"Yeah, because of my special abilities, I can no longer dream..."

The dull look in Shang He's eyes turned fiery.

"This unique naming method actually contains an elf egg of the ultimate alien beast!"

"By the way, whose code name is Zhan Nian?"

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Sorry for being late.

It’s extremely uncomfortable on rainy days. After writing for a while, I have to straighten my back and take a few long breaths. It’s so fucking ridiculous, I feel like I can’t breathe.