I'm just a narrator

"Even if there is no way to solve it, as long as you don't use powerful electric skills in the future, it should be fine, right?"

This situation is fatal to a trainer, because it means that Xiaodian can't participate in the battle, but it doesn't matter to Lin Xuan.

If the trainer is inappropriate, he should be inappropriate. He is an up master and researcher, and raising a small one is not an easy task?Safety is still the most important thing.

"That's hard to say." Zhao Qi shook his head, "After all, no one knows whether this situation will continue to deteriorate. If you don't do something, maybe you will get out of control from time to time."

What Zhao Qi said made Lin Xuan think of Cattleya in the Pokémon world, a person with extremely powerful superpowers, but because of her superpowers, she would lose control from time to time. The situation seems to be somewhat similar to this.

"Your principal, what can you do?"

"No~ But you can ask Dr. Siming Sun about the situation of the electric flying squirrel, he may have a solution."

"Dr. Sun Siming?"

"You don't think he only studies Ibrahimovic, do you? You can ask him anything related to elves." Zhao Qibai gave Lin Xuan a look.

"Okay!" Lin Xuan nodded solemnly, and seeing that Zhao Qi didn't seem to want to continue, he prepared to leave too.

"Then do you have anything else to do?"

"No, close the door when you go out, I'll sit here for a while~"

Seeing Lin Xuan walk out of the lounge, Zhao Qi stretched his waist like a sigh of relief, still muttering something.

"It's the mess left by those guys again. Can't we just do experiments like Lao Sun? I have to do some fancy things and kill myself. I'm still busy. This electric flying squirrel Leave it to the old grandson to have a headache~”

After saying these words, Zhao Qi touched his head again, and finally brought down another hair, which made the hair that was not rich even worse.

"Ah, one less!"

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Zhao Qi was more talkative than Lin Xuan expected, or...a bit too talkative, and he didn't have any airs of leadership at all.

Lin Xuan was thinking about smaller problems while walking. He had sent a message to Li Yuan to tell him to leave first, and the class seemed to be quite lively. After all, he won the championship. There is no one before and no one to come after, and it is almost the same.

But the joys and sorrows of people are not the same, and Lin Xuan has to worry about a little bit of trouble here.

Originally, Lin Xuan felt that he had time-traveled. Could there be anything more miraculous than this?

So does God think that only special elves can match his identity as a time traveler? ?No!He just wants to be a commentator!

"Dandan?"

Looking at Lin Xuan's expression on the side, Xiao Dian also raised his head and asked, this guy is still in Lin Xuan's arms at this moment.

"It's okay, I just feel that today is another day that increases the thickness of my life."

smaller:? ? ?

Why does he feel that he is getting more and more unable to keep up with the brain circuit of his master?

I don't know if it's an illusion, Lin Xuan always felt that there seemed to be some other meanings in Zhao Qi's words, including asking himself to find Dr. Sun Siming, it always felt a bit like throwing the blame.

Lin Xuan first sent a message to Dr. Sun Siming, asking if he had time, otherwise it would be inappropriate for him to rush over and find that he was not there or had no time.

Dr. Siming Sun: What's the matter?About Ibrahimovic?

Lin Xuan: No, some private matters, do you have time? (tears.JPG)

Dr. Sun Siming: Come here directly

Lin Xuan: ok~

After asking the question, Lin Xuan took back the phone, continued to hold Xiao Dian with both hands, and then raised him up as if doubting something.

"Speaking of which, could you be the son of some kind of beast? Anyway, you are flying with electric power. Could you be related to the lightning bird? It shouldn't be sliced, right?"

This kind of element should be quite popular in fantasy novels. The only problem is that it seems to be inconsistent with the painting style of this world. If it is a world of self-cultivation, Lin Xuan has already made a decision.

"Dandan..." (lll￢w￢)

By the way, not long ago he saw an advertisement for the St. Elizabeth Mental Hospital on TV, do you need to report it to the owner?

Lin Xuan also quickly noticed Xiao Dian's eyes, and immediately made a statement.

"I'm not sick, you're the one who's sick, you have to find Dr. Sun Siming to see if there's anything you can do~"

Lin Xuan quickly took a taxi on the side of the road and went to the location of the research institute quickly, because he had been there several times, and he walked into the research room very well.

"Why did you come here specially? Is there nothing wrong with the Ibrahimovic egg?"

While eating instant noodles, Dr. Sun Siming greeted Lin Xuan. When talking about something, his first reaction was the elf egg in Lin Xuan's house.

"No, Ibrahimovic's eggs are all normal now, the problem is my little one."

As Lin Xuan spoke, he held Xiao Dian in front of him. After hearing Lin Xuan's words, Dr. Sun Siming put down the instant noodles and walked up, poking the electric sacs on both sides of Xiao Dian's cheeks.

"There is indeed a problem. It should be due to excessive force, which used up all the electricity stored in the body. It will be fine after a short rest. It's not a big deal~"

"It's not about this, but..." Lin Xuan recounted the small situation to Dr. Sun Siming, and Dr. Sun Siming's expression changed from the initial doubt to the final shock.

Probably: (◎-◎;)—→w(?1?9Д?1?9)w

"Wait, you said that your principal asked you to come to me?" For some reason, Dr. Sun Siming seemed to be particularly concerned about this matter.

"Ah."

"The guy with less hair than me?"

"Uh..." Lin Xuan didn't know how to answer this question for a while, "Compared to yours, yours is more lush, what's the problem?"

"Hey~ You're cheating on me again." Dr. Sun Siming sighed, but didn't say much, and turned around to find something in the cabinet below.

"Anyway, let's check your electric flying squirrel's physical condition first... let's draw some blood first." After speaking, he took out a needle from nowhere, and Lin Xuan looked at it in a daze.

"You still have this thing in your laboratory?"

"Be prepared, it's a formal research institute after all."

"Dandan!"

[I don't want injections! 】Σ(っ°Д°;)っ

The moment he saw the needle, the little dot seemed to explode with inexplicable power, and it went straight into the collar of Lin Xuan's clothes, and was pulled out by him.

"It's not an injection, it's just a blood draw." Dr. Sun Siming seemed to comfort him,

Lin Xuan: You are more terrifying like this, okay?