Pokémon from Xicui

Miyazaki Mountain is so big that Shen Lang, who was climbing the mountain, began to miss the strange-antlered deer.

When preparing to release the ring bear and fire dinosaur for lunch, Shen Lang looked at the two of them with hatred, making both elves feel that they had done something wrong and were careful about eating.

"As long as either of you evolves, I won't have to travel across mountains and rivers." Shen Lang ate the food with such resentment.

Even with Shen Lang's physical fitness, it was almost night when they found the archaeological camp.

The archaeological camp is not large, with only a few scattered tents.

Shen Lang took out the rookie illustration and successfully blended in.

In the archaeological camp, Shen Lang also met Sirona.

Even wearing an archaeological suit that looked like work clothes could not hide Sirona's charm.

She has flowing blond hair, a graceful figure, and a beautiful face.

At the age of only 17, he became the champion of the Ming Dynasty, the world's largest country. This gold content has to be said to be extremely high.

However, Shen Lang found that Sirona did not have the arrogance of a champion at all. Whether it was clothing or food, she was the same as the people in the archaeological team.

And given Sirona's status, she is not the core of the archaeological team.

"Hello, my name is Beidou. I am the founder of the archaeological team. You are a new trainer. This place is relatively dangerous." A young woman with blue hair introduced herself to Shen Lang.

"Hello, my name is Shen Lang. I come from the Ming Dynasty and am currently traveling in Kanto." Shen Lang kept looking at Sirona not far away. After Beidou spoke, he turned his head and introduced himself seriously.

"No wonder you keep staring at Zhulan, Zhulan, here is your trainer from the Ming Dynasty. It seems that he is still a fan of yours." Beidou called to Sirona.

Sirona walked over slowly. She now looked more like a confused girl than a powerful champion.

"Are you from Ming Dynasty? Which school are you going to?" Sirona asked in an equally friendly manner when she saw that Shen Lang was similar in age to her.

"I am very interested in ancient civilizations and am going to study at the National Academy of Sciences." Shen Lang stated that he would become Sirona's junior student.

"Then I look forward to meeting you in the National Court. Your Larulas seems to have a good relationship with you." Sirona said softly.

"Meeting between life and life is always a beautiful thing. The bond between me and Little Milk Tea..." Shen Lang thought of a passage he saw in the ruins, and touched Little Milk Tea's cheek lovingly. head.

"Have you been to the ruins? Can you interpret ancient texts?" Sirona suddenly approached Shen Lang, her eyes shining.

A faint fragrance reached Shen Lang's nose, making him a little intoxicated. Xiao Milk Tea gave Shen Lang a slight mental sharp blow to break Shen Lang's daze.

Only then did Shen Lang realize that Sirona was too close, and quickly took two steps back: "Well, maybe you know a little bit."

Beidou, who had not interrupted until now, also became interested. He quickly took out a pen and paper and wrote some ancient words: "Look, do you recognize them?"

Shen Lang looked at it and read in a low voice: "Pokmonian civilization?"

He knew the word, but he knew nothing about this Pocamonian civilization.

"Are you reading this?" Miss Beidou's interest became even higher, and she quickly wrote a series of ancient texts.

"The two forces that destroy the world, black darkness, blackening the sky, golden eyes, disturbing the energy, splitting the world into two disputes, human beings are helpless? What are these?" Shen Lang read out the ancient text record.

According to records, this should be a power only possessed by divine beasts, black divine beasts?A golden mythical beast?Or hostile?Shen Lang was a little confused. He could barely be explained as the Nightmare God Darkrai, but Cresselia looked familiar and his eyes were obviously pink.

"You are really good at interpreting it! There is a record at the back. It was at this time that the power to calm everything appeared and let everything return to the earth." Beidou's eyes were full of curiosity.

"So this investigation is to study the relics of this civilization? Why does it sound a bit like the legend of the Fangyuan area." When Shen Lang heard the ending, he felt that it was the story of the big-headed fish that could not fly and was finally suppressed by Rayquaza.

"Yes, we are here to unravel the reasons for the collapse of the Pocomonian civilization." Beidou said excitedly.

Shen Lang's knowledge of ancient writing turned him from a passerby to one of the main members of the archaeological team. From everyone's conversations, he also learned that although Beidou is young, he is already a doctor of ancient writing, and It was for this reason that Sirona became good friends with her.

After close contact with Sirona, Shen Lang discovered that this beautiful and gentle champion of the Ming Dynasty actually had some natural stupidity. She often made difficult choices and hesitated for a long time even when eating snacks.

With the addition of Shen Lang, the archaeological excavation work was proceeding in an orderly manner. Shen Lang also became familiar with the members of the archaeological team in nearly a week.

Almost none of the members of the archaeological team has strong fighting ability, and most of the elves they hold are powerful. The main function of elves like the construction veteran is to mine gravel and excavate ruins.

Every day, Sirona will send one of her elves to patrol and guard against wild elves. This is the guarantee that the archaeological team can carry out archaeological work wholeheartedly.

After a week of excavation, the archeology still yielded some results, including a black dumbbell-like thing, a conical bottle-like ancient artifact, and a bronze stone bell.

Every elf in Sirona is at the championship level, which makes Shen Lang daunted. Even though the elf remnants generally start to become trainers at the age of 15, Sirona is only seventeen. In two years, an entire team has reached the championship level. Compared to red, green and red, they are definitely not inferior.

Because Sirona has extraordinary achievements in ancient elven writing and mythology at the same time.

Shen Lang and Sirona wanted to talk a lot these days. With his understanding of the two dragons of time and space, a lot of what he said made Sirona extremely interested. While getting Sirona's friend status, he also fought with Sirona's elves. Face to face.

Among them, the elves who get along best are Sirona's biting land shark and flower rock monster.

These were the two elves in Sirona that were most difficult to show kindness to others, which surprised her greatly.

Shen Lang knew the reason. The Huayan Monster was a special spirit made up of one hundred and eight souls. Shen Lang personally witnessed the birth of the first Huayan Monster back then, and he even collected the souls one by one.

Tonight, Sirona's biting land shark was on duty again. Shen Lang leaned over with familiarity. The earth dragon biting land shark was no longer familiar to him. He knew the habits, tastes, and comfort zones of this clan. Like the palm of your hand.

While Shen Lang was teasing and biting the land shark, the tent in the camp suddenly flashed a black light, and with several screams, a huge Gengar suddenly appeared in the camp.

Wherever it passed, people and objects disappeared, as if they had been eaten by it.

At the same time, Beidou's room also shone with a burst of golden light.

Sirona also came to Shen Lang's side, biting Lu Shark and Shen Lang looking at the changes in the camp, as if they were facing a formidable enemy!

(The fewer readers there are, the more diligent I am! I’ll code another chapter!)