Elf, I am really a farmer

But who could have expected that trouble would come faster than he thought.

After Rotom got into the exclusive mobile phone, hey, it was able to communicate with people. Once it had this ability, it was like opening a chatterbox, and it kept talking "bilibili" non-stop.

Wherever Wenqi went, it followed him, and it never stopped talking, either about what it could do today,

He would just talk about the new and interesting gadgets he had previously seen, or ask Wenqi a bunch of weird questions.

At first, Wen Qi could still listen patiently and respond from time to time, but after a while, his head was buzzing with Rotom's nagging.

As he hurried on his way, Rotom muttered into his phone, causing him to almost go in the wrong direction;

He wanted to calm down and study the guide to raising elves, but Rotom was making so many jokes beside him that he couldn't think of a word.

Wen Qi couldn't help it anymore, so he stopped, frowned, and shouted to Rotom on the phone:

"Rotom, can you please be quiet for a moment? I have something important to do here!"

But Rotom continued to talk as if he hadn't heard anything.

At this point, Wen Qi was furious. He raised his voice with a dark face:

"Rotom, if you keep talking, I won't let you into the cell phone anymore. I'll put you in solitary confinement and teach you a lesson!"

These words were spoken with great force and a certain unquestionable authority.

When Rotom heard this, his voice suddenly stopped and his phone screen flashed a few times, as if expressing his dissatisfaction, but he didn't dare to do it again.

Wen Qi saw that it finally shut up, he breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed his temples, and smiled bitterly in his heart:

"My goodness, what trouble have I gotten myself into."

However, at least he had some peace and quiet and could concentrate on his own work again.

Wen Qi was so annoyed by Rotom that his head was spinning. He just suppressed its nagging habit temporarily and started to think about the follow-up matters.

He glanced at the night watcher who was standing next to him obediently, then glanced at Rotom who had been silent for a while on the phone, and an idea came to his mind.

He thought that although the gym was in urgent need of manpower, having Rotom's help would save a lot of trouble, and the little guy also expressed his willingness to submit to him.

But the problem is that the ghost-type elves have a temperament like the weather in June, changing at any time and very moody.

Rotom hasn't received any proper training, and if he were to be released into the public now, there's no telling what kind of disaster he might get into.

Thinking of this, Wen Qi slapped his forehead and decided to leave Nightwatcher and Rotom to Gengar for a few days.

He knew clearly that in the elf world, strength was everything, especially for the ghostly elves, who believed that whoever had the strongest fist was the boss.

They will listen to what others say if they want to, and ignore it if they don't want to. But if they dare to disobey the boss, the end will definitely be miserable.

Gengar is a king-level warrior, and with him here to keep things under control, Rotom will definitely not dare to cause trouble.

Wen Qi called Gengar over, pointed at Rotom and Nightwatcher, and said seriously:

"Geng Gui, I'll leave these two little guys in your care for a few days.

Rotom is too naughty. You have to take good care of him and teach him what to do when he is outside.

Don't get involved in anything. Don't let anything get you into trouble. I won't have the time to clean up the mess. "

Gengar floated in the air, grinning widely with a seemingly cunning smile, and nodded at Wen Qi, as if agreeing to the job.

Wen Qi looked at the Night Patrol Spirit again, frowned slightly, and thought to himself:

This night patrol ghost looks honest and should be easy to manage, but there are a lot of things going on behind it.

I heard that the Night Watchers are the guardians of the ghost world. The strong ones in the clan can open the ghost door and freely travel between the real world and the ghost world.

It would be terrible if we are not careful and let the farm and gym become a place where hundreds of demons roam at night.

So, Wen Qi reminded Geng Gui again:

"We need to keep a close eye on the night watchmen to make sure nothing goes wrong. Wait until they are well behaved before letting them out to help."

Gengar shook his body in the air and nodded again.

After making all the arrangements, Wen Qi breathed a sigh of relief, feeling relieved. With Gengar's help, he believed that Rotom would not dare to act naughty again, and Nightwatch would also be obedient.

Now, he can finally free up his hands and concentrate on other things without having to worry all day about these two little guys causing trouble.

Wen Qi, after settling Nightwatcher and Rotom safely, strode towards the gym.

As soon as I entered the gymnasium, hey, by coincidence, I ran into Zhou Zhiwen.

As for Zhou Zhiwen, his eyes were as big as copper bells, staring at Wen Qi without blinking, his eyes seemed to say:

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, please give me an explanation."

Wen Qi knew what he was thinking, but he just wanted to tease him.

The corners of his mouth slightly raised, his hands folded across his chest, he just stood there without saying a word, obviously waiting for Zhou Zhiwen to speak first.

Zhou Zhiwen's face turned red from holding back his anger. Finally, he could not help but stepped forward and asked in a hoarse voice:

"Gym Master, today is the time you mentioned last time. Where is Rotom?"

Wen Qi rolled his eyes, pretending to be confused, and deliberately widened his eyes with surprise on his face:

"Huh? What did you say? Rotom, does our gym have this Pokémon? Where is it? Go catch it!"

When Zhou Zhiwen heard this, his face was instantly covered with black lines, and the corners of his mouth twitched, and he was about to lose his temper. Wen Qi stopped when he saw that things were going well, waved his hand, and said with a smile:

"Old Zhou, I have two pieces of news, one good news and one bad news. Which one do you want to hear?"

Zhou Zhiwen's eyes lit up, thinking that it might be related to Rotom. After hesitating for a moment, he decided to take the pain first and enjoy the sweetness later:

"Master, you should tell me the bad news first."

Wen Qi cleared his throat and said seriously:

"The bad news is that Rotom won't be able to come these days."

"what?"

When Zhou Zhiwen heard this, his voice suddenly rose, and veins popped out on his neck.

"Master, you promised me before, how can you go back on your word!"

Wen Qi quickly comforted:

"Don't worry, I have some good news that might make you happy."

Zhou Zhiwen curled his lips and said with a sad face:

"Master, your bad news has hit me too hard. I really can't think of any good news that can make me happy, unless..."

As he said this, he was happy first.

"Let me inherit your Huabei."

(As soon as I said it, I realized I had said the wrong thing and scratched my head in embarrassment)

Wen Qi also had a dark face and rolled his eyes. He was too lazy to tease him anymore and said directly:

"The good news is that I've already arranged training for Rotom, and I'll be able to help you in a few days."

"Really!"

Zhou Zhiwen's eyes lit up, and he jumped up, waving his hands in the air.

"Master, this is great! Thank you so much. I have decided not to inherit your Huabei."

(He said this while laughing, and the gloom on his face disappeared)

Wen Qi raised his leg and kicked him lightly, then scolded with a smile:

"You are the only one who knows how to talk."

The two looked at each other and then burst into laughter. The laughter echoed in the gym. Others thought that these two funny guys were stupid.