Elf Dark Insect Master

That night, Lu Qiao and Du Luo guarded the elves lying on the hospital beds at the elf center, while Wutong and Jerof got on the plane.

There is a Tower of Heaven in Hezhu. As an area with a higher level of technological development than Kanto, it still retains this ancient elven tomb tower. However, the original elven tomb tower in Ziyuan Town in Kandu has been moved to In the town's House of Memories, the old site was converted into a radio station building.

Jerov took the box containing the Bulbasaur seeds and walked up the spiral staircase step by step. Some people dressed as witches were wise enough not to disturb him at this time.

The box is not big, only about the size of a football. It is a special device used to store some inanimate space equipment.

No staff were needed. Jerov and Wutong removed the slate mechanism in front of the tombstone and put the box in. With this storage device, even a Kirby can be buried in this tower. inside, occupying only a small space.

When he put the body box in, when he pulled back the slate cover, when he stood up and gave way to the craftsmen to start carving the tombstone, it was as if a big stone weighing on Jerov's heart had fallen to the ground, and his tense heartstrings finally relaxed at this time. Come down.

He turned to look at Wutong, but saw that even though the mask covered his face, this masked boy made people feel a sense of loneliness and loneliness at this time.

"I've done this too."

Wutong watched the craftsman carefully tapping the tombstone with a hammer and chisel. Once upon a time, it was obviously not a long time ago, but it seemed that a long time had passed. At that time, he also made a tombstone for it again and again.

When Jerov heard this, he opened his mouth and wanted to comfort Wutong, but he didn't know what to say. He originally thought he would be so sad, but he never realized that Wutong, who was younger than himself, was I have spent more than half a year in this school with this experience.

Wutong's gaffe only lasted a few seconds. He regained control of his emotions and sold his wounds to increase his influence on others. Although this was very effective, it was not something he would feel. Things that are fun and enjoyable to do regularly.

"I want to avenge Bulbasaur."

After laying flowers, leaving the Tower of Heaven, and flying back to Raven City from Fukiyose Airport, Jerov suddenly said this.

Wutong just turned his head and glanced at the young man calmly. He believed that Jerov's desire to avenge Bulbasaur was true, but he still doubted whether Jerov had made enough determination and had enough willpower to complete it. Revenge is such a meaningless thing.

Yes, revenge is meaningless, even if he is doing it, it is precisely because he is doing it that Wutong understands that this kind of thing is meaningless.

No matter how perfect the revenge is, the hurt he has suffered will not turn back time, and the dead will not be resurrected, but this is still something he must do.

But Wutong didn't attack Jerov. He just responded calmly, "What should I do to kill those elf poachers and avenge Bulbasaur?"

"Of course not." Jerov immediately shook his head and replied, "Letting them spend the rest of their lives in prison is the punishment they deserve."

Hearing these words, Wutong suddenly remembered the statement he had seen about superheroes not killing people when he was reading comics. He now felt that the setbacks Jeroff suffered were not enough. Maybe he should learn from the clown, and he only needed to learn from Jeroff. A gentle push from behind

"You're right." Wutong smiled softly and stopped refuting. If it was enough for Jerov to just put those murderers in prison, then there was no need for him to say anything more.

After returning to Raven City, Wutong did not encounter anything unexpected in the next two days.

Although he wanted to go back and see what was going on in the laboratory, it was not easy to get out of here right now, so he could only stay there.

During this period, Wutong mainly used the equipment here to examine the body of the giant needle bee in more detail. Miss Joy, who discovered the poor physical condition of the giant needle bee, did not give him any lectures.

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