Elf: Start with a stinky mud

Fang Yin and Qingmu's eyes met in the air, vaguely sparkling with some strange sparks.

"Thank you so much for taking action, I almost died."

In order to ease the embarrassment between the two parties, he coughed slightly, forced a smile, and asked: "Brother, are you a law enforcement officer?"

Subconsciously, Fang Yin's eyes fell on the thin young man in front of him, and he looked at him carefully and solemnly.

The Slow King, wrapped in telepathy, seemed to have completed his mission. He was leisurely floating in the air with his hands behind his back, as if he was watching a show.

Judging from the use of mental power, this Slow King is very strong!

He immediately came to this conclusion in his mind.

As soon as this thought came up, Aoki glanced at him with a cold face, then turned his head and ignored it.

However, Miss Junsha stepped forward, looked at the ferocious and evil Xiuni carefully, and said: "I am the law enforcement officer of the Heiyun City Alliance, Junsha, please show me your ID, I want to verify your identity. "

"Uh...sorry."

Fang Yin was stunned for a moment and took a step back slightly. At the same time, the mud covering half of his body slowly extended and condensed, turning into a nearly two-meter pile of mud. This was the true appearance of the smelly mud.

"I was in a hurry today and forgot to bring it with me, so..."

Hearing this, Miss Junsha, who was wearing a blue uniform, couldn't help frowning and glanced at Fang Yin dissatisfied.

She didn't have that much patience, so she continued to waste time and asked directly:

"So, how did you get into the underground waterway?"

"This one……"

After hesitating for a moment, he gritted his teeth and said:

"The barbed wire fence at the entrance to the sewer in the West District was broken. I happened to pass by there and heard a strange noise, so I got in curiously. Who knows..."

After saying this, he raised his head and looked at the two people in front of him:

"Miss Junsha, I hope you can gather people as soon as possible and rush to the entrance. Once the Rattas rush out, they may hurt innocent people!"

"What! The special barbed wire fence is damaged!"

Hearing these words, Miss Junsha was suddenly startled: "Oops, if those Rattas run out, there will definitely be another chaos!"

Although the slum area in Heiyun City is not large, it has a large number of residents. If there are large-scale casualties, Junsha cannot bear this responsibility.

"I understand!"

She took a deep breath, picked up the communicator on her waist, and started to call for support. Then she got on the police motorcycle, turned around, and sped away.

After Junsha left, Qingmu glanced at Fang Yin and threw out a fairy ball on his wrist. A burst of white light flashed, and a steel-armored crow more than 3 meters tall, covered in black and with metallic light in its feathers, appeared and flapped its wings a few times. , standing on the ground.

Qingmu, on the other hand, unceremoniously sat on the back of the steel-armored crow, fluttered its wings and disappeared into the night, heading towards Junsha!

"Huh~, it's so dangerous!"

Watching the two people leave one after another, Fang Yin breathed a sigh of relief. In any case, at least his life was saved.

If Junsha insists on checking the documents and determines that he is a criminal, then Fang Yin will be in complete tragedy. After all, he is the fugitive drug addict of Norton Company and a criminal.

"Forget it, the most important thing now is to survive..."

Fang Yin shook his head, calmed down, opened his backpack, took out a yellowed notebook, and turned to the goal he had set before, which read:

1. Main goal: hunt wild stinky mud and poisonous elves, so that the stinky mud can gain a certain degree of growth (note: improve its own potential and increase combat experience)

Holding the ballpoint pen, he made a tick and nodded.

Looking at Xiuni now, although there is not much breakthrough in strength, his aura is obviously different. Before, it seemed that he was fierce and cruel.

But after acquiring the split characteristic, it became sinister, with a hint of cunning, and a smile in the corner of its eyes that suggested a successful conspiracy.

"Nice job, Stinky Mud!"

Fang Yin touched Xianni's head and praised.

"Jie Jie"

Xiuni lowered his head, grinned, and let out an eerie laugh.

2. In order to deal with emergencies in the wild, you must have sufficient self-defense weapons.

This is the key to your own safety right now.

"Um……"

Fang Yin fell into deep thought.

Because he only has one Pokémon, Stinky Mud, if he encounters multiple enemies in the wild, he has no way to deal with them. He can only run away. He may be able to escape, but the probability is definitely low.

So, he wrote down lines of text in his notebook:

Firearms: pass, can’t get it.

Machete: pass, too conspicuous and inconsistent with its own combat effectiveness;

High-tech weapons, even if you don’t have money, you can pass.

Finally, Fang Yin thought for a while and wrote a few words,

1. Throwing knife: A long-range concealed weapon like this may be a very effective weapon as long as it undergoes special training...

2. Lime powder: The easiest item to obtain, but the threat is relatively small, suitable for sneak attacks in a small area.

3. High-strength pig herder: A weakened version of the stun gun, its power has been reduced a lot, but it is still more than enough to deal with ordinary people.

"Well, let's get these three first!"

Closing the notebook, he nodded and decided to learn the basic skills of throwing knives first.

The afterglow of the setting sun gradually dissipates, and the sky slowly darkens. In the city, lights and street lamps gradually light up, making the originally gloomy and depressing streets look like daylight.

A small beastly disaster formed by the countless Rattata in the sewer quietly broke out in the darkness.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

………………

a few days later.

On the seaside, near the power station.

The smelly sea breeze blew on the beach, creating ripples.

Next to a narrow path through dense woods. An abandoned bungalow stands in it. The surrounding bushes have long since withered and withered. Only the walls are peeling off, revealing the traces of vicissitudes left by the years.

This building has been abandoned for a long time, and except for the occasional mice escaping out, the entire yard is silent.

Suddenly, with a series of rapid banging sounds, several silver flying knives were inserted into the wooden target, and the handles of the knives trembled slightly in the wind.

The young man put down the flying knife in his hand, panted and wiped the sweat from his forehead, stared at the six rings on the target paper, hummed softly, and murmured to himself:

"This result is still not enough!"

He stared at his silver flying knife with deep eyes.

"There is still room for improvement. My shooting talent doesn't seem to be bad..."

This man was naturally Fang Yin who escaped from the sewer. During this period, he purchased a set of flying knives from the blacksmith shop, a total of six, all forged from the corpse of the big steel snake, and they were extremely sharp.

Not only that, Fang Yin was introduced by the shop owner and hired a professional to teach him a knife-throwing skill called "Jingzhe"!

To put it simply, through practice, you can double your knife throwing speed, accuracy, etc.