Elves: Goal, help Pokémon fulfill their wishes

"But let's take a look at the contents of the last commission first and then consider it." Liang Yin clicked on the last envelope, and illusory words emerged from the letter paper.

[Commission: Mewtwo’s Wish]

[Introduction: Mewtwo, the strongest artificial Pokémon, was exploring the meaning of his life, but was told by Team Rocket's boss Sakaki that he lived for humans, otherwise he would have no value. This statement made Mewtwo realize that he had been deceived, and believed that if despicable humans were allowed to continue to rule the planet, the world would be doomed. Please help him fulfill his wish to rule the world. ]

[Reward: 500 points of gratitude]

Liang Yin: …

Sakaki, look at what you have done! If you don't know how to educate your children, don't educate them! You played a good hand of cards badly!

He couldn't take on such a hot potato. If he helped Mewtwo rule the world, not to mention that his position as a human was awkward, if he really did it, he would probably be hit in the face by a friendly punch from the righteous super rookie.

He sighed and put Mewtwo's envelope aside.

Is there still a need to choose in this situation?

Although to some extent, all four commissions are more or less outrageous, Meowth's wish of picking the tallest one from the short ones is a little more reliable - after all, the other three commissions are related to legendary Pokémon, so how could it be an easy task?

Liang Yin confirmed the next commission in his mind, but he was not in a hurry to set off immediately. After all, there was no word "urgent" before these commissions.

He picked up the mobile phone on his desk and took a look at the wealth balance in his blue app.

Well, although renting a house outside is far from enough, it is still possible to go out for a meal tonight.

"I have to think about how to make money," Liang Yin stroked the two Poké Balls and put them into the waist bag he had prepared long ago, "I can't feed three mouths just by working part-time in the cafeteria."

At this point someone might ask, hasn’t he been an office worker in the virtual world created by Xuwuyide for several years? He should have quite a bit of employment experience.

But the virtual world is generated based on Liang Yin's memory, so many things learned from it may not be applicable to real life. For example, Liang Yin learned programming in the virtual world, but that was just an "impression" fabricated based on his memory, and most of the logical syntax was wrong; however, if it was a rhetoric, it could be used in real life...

"Let's take Ibrahimovic and Zeraora out for a nice meal first, as a welcome ceremony." Liang Yin weighed his spending power and searched nearby for the most cost-effective... food stalls on his phone. "This one is good, and they have private rooms. Their specialty dishes are mainly seafood, which Ibrahimovic and Zeraora both love."

……

"Sir, are you sure we want to serve the food now?" the waitress asked one last time. "Your friend hasn't arrived yet. If we serve the food now, it will get cold and won't taste good."

Liang Yin waved his hand and said with a smile: "Yes, there is no one else, just me." Because the remaining two are not human.

After hearing what he said, the waitress looked Liang Yin up and down with a strange expression.

Although this guy looks strong, he doesn't look like he can eat so much food, right?

Even though she had some doubts in her mind, out of professional ethics, she had no intention of pursuing the matter further. She asked for all the dishes to be served, then she stepped out of the private room and closed the door behind her.

"Come out, Eevee, Zeraora."

Liang Yin took out two Poké Balls from his waist bag, pressed the switch, two blue rays of light shot out, and the figures of Eevee and Zeraora appeared in front of him.

"Liang Yin, Liang Yin!" The little brown beast jumped into Liang Yin's arms as soon as it came out, "Is this... Has Eevee come to Liang Yin's world?"

Liang Yin scratched the fluffy hair on Eevee's neck, which made the latter gurgle in his throat with a tingling sound: "Hey, hey, hey, yes."

"Liang Yin, your world smells so good, there are so many nice smelling things."

Smelling the aroma of grilled fish in the air, Ibrahimovic widened his black eyes.

Hearing this, Liang Yin couldn't help laughing: "It's just the smell of grilled fish. Come, let's eat first."

Unlike Ibrahimovic, who was clingy, Zeraora just nodded calmly at Liang Yin, then pulled out a chair and sat down without any instruction.

"Well, let's get started, everyone."

Seeing that both Pokémon were more or less impatient, Liang Yin picked up the chopsticks first, setting an example.

"Boo-boo-boo, oo-boo-boo!"

The little fox stuck out its pink tongue and rolled the fish meat dipped in soup that Liang Yin had given it into its mouth, chewing it a few times with a "smacking" sound. The moment the juice burst out, its taste buds, which had never tasted human spices, immediately cheered, and they all cheered, sending pheromones to its brain, indicating that it wanted more.

Then, Ibrahimovic's eyes lit up, and his tail rubbed against Liang Yin's palm, with the tip of his tail spinning in the latter's palm, as if urging him to quickly pick up a piece.

Who can resist this kind of coquettishness?

"Okay, okay." Liang Yin, whose blood was already drained out, agreed repeatedly.

Zeraora naturally disdains to act cute and beg for food.

It first carefully observed how humans held chopsticks, and then picked up the chopsticks in the same way.

But these two little wooden sticks, which were so obedient in Liang Yin's hands, became rebellious and erratic in its claws, as if they were deliberately going against it and did not obey it at all.

Zeraora tried several times before he finally picked up a piece of fish with trembling hands.

"Clap!"

But the next moment, its powerful claws actually broke the chopsticks directly, and the broken part was charred by the unintentional release of electric current.

The front half of the chopsticks fell to the ground along with the fish meat that it had picked up with great difficulty.

Seeing this scene, the black face of the electric cat became visibly darker, and this time it was almost like ink.

It seems that although its four-fingered short claws are definitely much more flexible than Eevee's, it is still difficult for it to manipulate chopsticks.

Realizing this, Zeraora had no choice but to take the spoon and scoop a mouthful of seafood paste. He slurped it into his mouth, smacked his lips, and exclaimed in admiration:

"Ora."

This is much better than the canned vegetables we ate in those days, but if there is no pot of fragrant grilled fish next to it...

After thinking for a moment, Zeraora gave up the idea of ​​using his claws to catch the fish directly - of course, this was only because he was worried that his fur would get stained by the boiling soup, not because he wanted to continue to maintain an elegant and reserved impression in front of this human!

"Zeraora, you should try it too. This grilled fish is delicious."

Perhaps Liang Yin noticed the predicament of the electric cat and did not want to favor one over the other, so he very tactfully put a piece of fish meat into its bowl with his chopsticks, then turned around and continued to serve his "little ancestor" Eevee.

The whiskers at the corners of his mouth trembled with pleasure. Zeraora picked up the ceramic bowl, scooped the fish meat into his mouth with a spoon, then picked out the thin fish bones with his barbed tongue and spit them aside gracefully - how could a cat get stuck with a fish bone while eating fish?

"Eebubububub," Ibrahimovic, who was eating too fast, pointed at his throat with tears in his eyes, and then tugged at Liang Yin's sleeve pitifully, "Liang Yin, fishbone, throat..."

Don't get me wrong, since foxes are canines, the previous statement still holds true.

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small theater:

Outside the door, the waiter who had missed a dish by mistake was about to make up for it, but was surprised to find that the door was locked.

She listened carefully and heard strange sounds of "bu-yi-bu-yi" and "ola-ola" coming from inside. The key point was that the tones were ups and downs and each had its own rhythm. It was hard not to suspect that someone inside was going crazy.

Waiter with trembling pupils: Uh... college students nowadays have many talents, maybe there are some who are good at ventriloquism? I won't bother you, I'm leaving first.