Elf Dark Insect Master

Huashan City, the elf center.

The Elf Center on weekends was a little busier than usual, with a dozen trainers waiting in the lobby.

Some of them are sitting on stools playing with live communicators, chatting with friends, or operating in front of the elf computer, and some even exchange or compete with friends remotely on the second floor.

However, in the lobby on the first floor, there was a young man in black wearing a mask, leaning quietly on the wall next to the door of the emergency room, lowering his head so that his appearance could not be seen clearly.

He waited as motionless as a statue for nearly an hour until the red light above the door of the emergency room finally went out, which meant that the emergency surgery inside had ended.

When the door was opened, he did not immediately grab Miss Joy and ask questions like other common trainers.

Because the first thing pushed out from the door was a mobile hospital bed, and the mandible ant was lying on it, and its head was now wrapped with a large circle of bandages.

Miss Joy walked out of the hospital bed. After seeing the impressive masked boy, she didn't have a good expression. She just said coldly: "You are lucky, that child is fine."

"Thank you." Wutong bent down to express his thanks sincerely. He knew that although the Joeys all looked similar, their personalities were very different. As the trainer of the severely injured mandible ant, he could not escape his responsibility no matter what. This attitude toward oneself is understandable.

"The ant still needs to stay in the hospital for observation for one night, and then if there are no problems, you can take it away. However, it is best not to let it do strenuous exercise within a month. It is best to let it rest in the first few days. After a week, let it slowly undergo appropriate rehabilitation exercises, do you understand?"

"clear."

Wutong didn't say much, and then separated from Miss Joy at the fork in the road. He followed the direction of the hospital bed and walked to the ward room inside the Elf Center.

The brown body of the ant is particularly conspicuous on the white hospital bed. It is still sleeping at this time. It must have been given anesthesia or other means to make it sleepy during the previous surgery.

Something like this happened today. Wutong sat beside the hospital bed and accompanied Big Jaw Ant, and began to reflect on whether he needed to slow down the pace of training and reduce the intensity.

However, after careful consideration, Wutong decided not to change the current training plan for them.

A large part of the reason why this accident happened was because of the mandible ant himself. Wutong wanted to take the responsibility as much as possible on himself, but he couldn't.

If the Big Jaw Ant had enough communication and understanding with him, it would not have escaped Wutong's sight when everyone was escaping.

At that time, Wutong was sure that he did not see this little guy in his field of vision. He probably was hiding in a corner and was lazy.

If it had been within his visual range at the time, he would have put it back into the Poké Ball and run away quickly.

In that case, there would be no need to go back again, and Hong Feather and Thorn would not be seriously injured. They would need at least two days to recover from the several deep bruises on their bodies.

Thinking of this, Wutong turned to look at this little guy. If there was really no other way, then he could only sell it or give it away as a favor.

Otherwise, raising a foodie for nothing will cause instability in your team, and dangerous incidents like this one may happen again.

Moreover, its mouth is also picky. It can taste food that is not rich in energy in its mouth, and then spit it out decisively. It has refused to eat it several times to show that Wutong cannot feed it with such inferior food.

In order to avoid disturbing the rest of the elves here, Wutong left here and returned to the hall after confirming with his own eyes that the mandible ants were really fine.

Turned on the communicator and contacted the Damu Research Institute.

"Hello"

To Wutong's surprise, the person's avatar that popped up turned out to be Dr. Omu.

After sorting out what he wanted to say, Wutong nodded in greeting and then said: "Hello Dr. Omu, I am a new trainer who received a mandible ant from you not long ago. Now I have some questions about this child and I would like to consult. you."

Dr. Ohmu's right hand was holding his left elbow, and his left hand was rubbing his chin. He seemed to be thinking about who the masked boy in front of him was. After a few seconds, he immediately thought about it. He clenched his right hand into a fist and clapped the palm of his left hand, and shouted : "It turns out it's you, oh oh, I know, what's wrong with that mandible ant?"

Wutong answered truthfully: "That's right. When he was in the research institute, he also liked to laze in the desert and bask in the sun. But after I took him away, this behavior intensified. When he was eating, he basically Even if he is sleeping or in a daze, he often ignores my orders and is unwilling to participate in the daily training of other elves."

After hearing the description of the masked boy, Dr. Omu rubbed his chin again, this time for a particularly long time.

After dozens of seconds, Dr. Ohmu muttered: "There was indeed a sign of this in the past. When he used his skills, he promised to give him delicious food before he would cooperate well. If this phenomenon is usually nothing more than There are two reasons. One is that its natural personality is like this. The other possibility is that it is actually accumulating more energy for evolution, so it does not want to move. Another small possibility is that it is probably You may not have fully recognized it yet.”

Dr. Ohki spoke very directly, and the last small possibility was quite hurtful.

Wutong smiled bitterly at this and did not answer anything. These reasons were really broad and empty, and to put it bluntly, they were of no use. He himself was not an idiot. He had already tried to find the reasons and considered these possibilities.

Dr. Oki seemed to realize that he didn't really make any useful suggestions, so he added: "By the way, when it was in the research institute, the skills it released were more powerful than other companions. Personally, I prefer Since it is accumulating abilities for better evolution, maybe you can communicate with it more deeply and understand its real thoughts. After all, this is what you trainers should do."

Wutong nodded and said seriously: "Thank you very much for your suggestion. Sorry for bothering you."

As for his heart, Wutong didn't complain or have any other ideas. It was good that a big shot on the other side was willing to talk to him for a few minutes for Xiaogang's sake. After all, even if he became a new ranger, compared to Dr. Omu's status To put it simply, there is still a gap between an elephant and a mouse.