New Years Eve in Pokémon World

Chapter 92 Darkrai’s home cooking method (2 in 1)

Zuoyu and Matsuno went out for a while, and it was almost evening when they came back. During this time, Duan Xiaopang of Zuoyu's family was so hungry that his chest touched his back.

However, Duan Xiaopang is not a person who just sits around and waits for hunger. If there is nothing to eat, he will create something to eat. If he cannot create something, he will create someone who will deliver the food.

He turned on his phone and watch, and while bursting into tears, he recounted his tragic experience of not having a meal at noon.

Half an hour later, Que Suan came to the door carrying a cream cake.

After hearing the knock on the door, Zhulan's Lucario naturally protected Xiaopang behind him, but he froze when he saw the person coming in.

Isn't this the human who suddenly turned into a giant lion that day?

However, Que Suan's reaction was even greater when he saw Lucario, and he blurted out: "What is this, a dog? This thing is bred specifically for fighting."

After finishing speaking, he quickly asked: "Where did Zuo Yu get this?"

Duan Xiaopang waved his hands repeatedly and pointed to himself: "He didn't do it, it was me. I rescued her from the pet shop!"

After finishing speaking, he set his sights on the cream cake and hurried to the kitchen to get a knife and tableware.

"Zou Yu, that treacherous son, he didn't prepare anything for me, and even confiscated all my snacks."

Duan Xiaopang cut himself a piece of cake with cream flowers, and his face was covered with cream. However, he couldn't stop himself from eating and kept mumbling.

"Otherwise, if I don't want him anymore, how about I recognize you as my son again?"

Que Suan choked: "No, no, no, let's forget it."

A spiritual plant such as the Millennium Ginseng will be surrounded by mythical beasts that protect it, and these guardian beasts will be recognized as godsons by the transformed spiritual plant. This is a tradition that has existed since ancient times.

Zuo Yu's status is much higher than that of Qing Shi, so Que Suan is not qualified to grab this position, and of course he has no intention of doing so.

Actually, being Duan Xiaopang's godson is a bit...

That's it.

Looking at Duan Xiaopang who kept beating his chest because he ate the cake too fast, Que Suan hesitated for a moment and then took out a carton of milk from his bag and handed it over.

"Eat slowly."

Duan Xiaopang didn't pay much attention, he just put the straw in and started drinking. As a result, he choked as soon as he drank the milk in his mouth, and then he quickly started to look at the milk carton.

"What the hell is this!"

"It's nothing, just drink it." After getting the box of milk, Que Suan chose to report it. At present, the entire box of milk has been taken away, leaving only this box.

Lucario stood by quietly and tilted his head when he saw the carton of milk.

What's so strange about this? Zhulan's family only buys this kind?

"Don't just eat. Let's talk about business first." Que Suan interrupted: "Where did Zuo Yu go? He didn't even have time to order takeout for you?"

Duan Xiaopang shook his head: "He didn't say where he was going, but he planned to order takeout for me before going there, so he probably hasn't decided yet."

This is worth pondering, but don’t you encounter any dangers along the way?

Que Suan could only guess that Zuo Yu was much stronger than him. If he encountered a danger that even he couldn't handle, it would be meaningless for his mother to save him by herself.

Why don't you try calling again?

Watching Que Suan take out his mobile phone, Duan Xiaopang showed his phone watch: "It's useless, I tell you, I almost called him nearly 20 times, but none of them got through!"

However, the call had already been dialed while he was talking. Unexpectedly, the next second, Zuo Yu's cell phone rang outside the door.

outside the door?

"Little Fatty, open the door, it's me!"

Zuo Yu entered the door in a mess, without looking at anyone. He walked straight to the table, picked up the cup and filled it with a large glass of water. He wiped his mouth carelessly and began to talk impatiently.

"I just discovered a place similar to a secret realm."

Secret realm?

"It's not far away, just in the nearby suburbs."

After Zuo Yu finished speaking, he saw Que Suan's disbelieving eyes: "Discovering a secret realm in the suburbs of the city? Are we crazy or is the secret realm crazy? It actually appeared in a place like this."

"Don't believe it, it's true."

Zuo Yu is a man of action and wanted to pull Que Suan out on the spot, but his hand was thrown away the next moment.

"Don't worry, it's still daylight now, let's go when it gets dark."

If it was during the day, they were afraid of being discovered by humans, so they could only use transportation, which would be much slower than running with their own bodies.

"Okay." Zuo Yu took out his mobile phone and prepared to call Matsuno.

But there was a mechanical sound coming from the phone.

"Sorry, the user you dialed is currently on a call. Please call again later."

……

Matsuno was also on the phone at this time, and the person he called was Zhulan.

Back in his minivan, Matsuno, who had just been hit on the head in a fight, began to calm down and began to recall the scene that had just happened.

As a top student with very good grades since childhood, Matsuno basically never got into fights, whether in the orphanage or in school.

But what happened just now made him feel that his outlook on life was somewhat broken.

He took out his mobile phone and saw that the photos of ghosts he had taken in the haunted house had been uploaded to the post bar. Unfortunately, this post did not attract the attention of netizens. There was only one reply, and it was to criticize him.

"You're so fake." The netizen replied.

Then this post completely disappeared.

Matsuno didn't feel anything at all. This situation was expected by him. After sitting alone in the car and calming down for a while, Matsuno picked up the phone and dialed Zhulan's number.

The phone was picked up not long after it rang, and Zhulan's gentle voice came from the phone.

"Hey, Xiaosong? What's the matter?"

"Komatsu?"

Hearing Matsuno's delay in answering, Zhulan asked a question strangely, and only then did Matsuno react.

He originally thought that, according to what Zuo Yu said, after removing the core of the haunted house, everyone, including Sister Zhulan, would disappear.

Fortunately, they are all still there.

"...It's okay, Sister Zhulan, I just want to ask, do you need to prepare anything for traveling tomorrow?"

Zhulan flipped up her hair in confusion.

"There is no need to prepare anything special. Matsuno can just bring some ordinary things... Is there anything else you can do?"

Matsuno hesitated: "No, it's nothing, I'm just asking."

He was just confirming whether these people were still there.

After hanging up the phone, Zhulan continued to pack her suitcase, but while packing, she felt something was wrong.

"This kid...shouldn't he have realized it?"

……

Today is an ordinary day for others, but for Matsuno, it's a hell of a day, really.

After making the call, Matsuno checked the time. It was already around 8:00 in the evening and it was getting dark.

He simply drove directly to the orphanage. During the day, he carried a fire extinguisher can to kill gods and block Buddhas. But as soon as it got dark, the faces of the ghosts he saw during the day became terrifying. He did not return to his home. Instead, prepare to sleep somewhere with more people.

The road leading to the orphanage was winding. Matsuno turned on his headlights, which immediately made the road ahead clear and bright. From a distance, he saw Aunt Chu waiting for him at the entrance of the orphanage, as if he had predicted in advance that he was going to Same as coming here.

It seems that everyone who cares about him has this ability. Aunt Chu is like this, and Qianli's adoptive father is the same.

Aunt Chu moved her somewhat bloated body to Matsuno, looked him up and down, then her eyes fell on his shadow, and she stopped moving.

"Aunt Chu, are there any beds available now? Can you let me stay for one night?"

Most people are not willing to sleep in a place with many children. After all, it is really noisy, but what Matsuno needs most now is the "popularity" of such a noisy one.

"Yes." Aunt Chu's eyes looked a little cloudy in the dark night: "Your room is still in the same place, and it has been reserved for you."

Matsuno was stunned: "Okay, thank you Aunt Chu."

He is not a character who is good at expressing emotions. He only keeps the good things others do to him in his heart. He turns around and walks towards his room. The dim light stretches his shadow longer and longer, even vaguely revealing it. Inhuman appearance.

Nightmare God Darkrai opened his eyes and found that the world in front of him had changed drastically.

What is this place?

He slowly floated out of the shadow, looking at his surroundings somewhat helplessly.

The low cement wall was covered with innocent graffiti in the style of children. Under the weather and weather, it gave off a sense of dilapidation and weirdness. The most terrifying thing was that Darkrai sensed that there were several graffiti in a radius. There was not a single Pokémon within ten meters.

He looked behind him with some guilt. He had vaguely felt an old woman standing behind him before, but now she was gone, so he simply started wandering nearby.

Silence, dead silence.

Not even the chirping of birds could be heard.

He walked through the narrow corridor. The rooms on both sides had the lights off and the doors closed. When he looked inside through the windows, he couldn't see anything in the dark, as if some monster was being conceived.

This made Darkrai a little flustered.

Suddenly, he turned a corner at the end of the corridor, and a petite figure suddenly appeared, startling him.

This is a human cub.

A cub that looks different from a normal child.

The girl's face was like glass that had been severely smashed and put back together again, extremely awkward and distorted, but her eyes seemed to hold a clear ocean, full of a thrilling sense of dissonance.

This was a girl with a facial disability. She raised her tiny arm, pointed at Darkrai floating in front of her, and said something indistinctly.

Then opened the door to the room.

In the room, the cribs were filled with children. They all woke up at this moment, as if some switch had been pressed. They all sat upright, turned their heads, and looked at Duck. Ley's location.

They vaguely acted as guards, blocking Matsuno who was sleeping soundly on the one-size-larger bed in the corner.

Each child has some disability, and their gender, age, and appearance are all different, but their expressions are exactly the same indifference.

Darkrai couldn't help but shudder. For the first time, he felt fear in a human cub. This scene was so weird that he couldn't help but turn around and run away.

What's going on with these humans?Is it the legendary robot?

Darkrai, who was only thinking about escaping, suddenly felt something hit his head and was bounced to the ground. He raised his head and found that the middle-aged woman who had just disappeared reappeared, staring with the same indifferent expression. he.

Aunt Chu stared at the guy hiding in Matsuno's shadow and couldn't help but frown.

"What is it? I've never seen it before."

Her back was to the window, and the window was facing the moonlight. The cool light outlined her outline, and the shadow gradually enveloped Darkrai on the ground.

Then he saw a scene that could be described as a nightmare.

The slightly bloated shadow of a middle-aged woman on the ground suddenly changed its shape before it came into contact with him. It was like a spring that was pressed to its tightest point and suddenly bounced up. The middle-aged woman was still the same middle-aged woman, but the shadow But it seemed huge.

The wings spread vertically and horizontally, with clearly defined feather canals, and above the wings, eight slender swan necks appeared, dancing non-stop. They opened their mouths silently, and emitted hoarse mocking sounds that directly hit the soul. The cry.

Among them, the head in the middle seemed to be very interested in Darkrai on the ground. He opened his long mouth and swallowed him up at once.

Like an osprey swallowing a fish.

However, after half of the "fish" was swallowed, the bird's head suddenly froze, and then it immediately vomited it out and retched next to it.

Darkrai with saliva still on his body: (???)

In the Forest Mansion, he could still manage to fight off the mythical beast Zoyu by relying on his special attack ability. However, facing this unattractive middle-aged woman, he couldn't even think of resisting.

This is the difference in strength.

At the same time, Aunt Chu looked at the completely frightened Nightmare God on the ground, frowned and showed a very disgusted expression, as if she was looking at a super trash.

"What a sin, it tastes so raw."

Aunt Chu sighed, then rolled up her sleeves, lifted Darkrai's smoke-like gray hair, like a rabbit, and carried him to the backyard.

"It tastes good, maybe it can be better."

Holding Darkrai with one hand, Aunt Chu stretched out the other hand and opened the large pickle jar placed in the shade in the corner. The strong smell of pickles suddenly came out, and it was very salty.

However, Aunt Chu was not intoxicated by the smell. She threw Darkrai in with all her strength, nodded with satisfaction after watching him land on a pile of mustard heads, and then put the lid back on.

The environment will subtly affect people, even non-human beings are no exception. The poor life in the orphanage made the ancient beast with no taboos learn to be frugal in a very absurd way.

The food doesn’t taste good?It doesn't matter.

What if it tastes better after being marinated?

In short, don’t waste it!

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