Pokemon: Pick up Eevee at the start

Asking for a leave of absence and being tricked into participating in a competition, although it is considered voluntary if you study it carefully, Xia Chen is still a little depressed.

An old fritter like Yu Chaohua of course knows the truth of giving a date with a stick. After pulling Xia Chen to sign up for the World Youth Championship, he smiled and gave the school's reward for Xia Chen's victory in the Donghuang Youth Competition.

The school's rewards are nothing more than bonuses and points. They are all things that can be bought with money, and they are not particularly important to Xia Chen.

But something is better than nothing.

Especially the large amount of points rewarded is enough to exchange for the most expensive quasi-god cub in the point store.

But Xia Chen still has Xiaoduolong and the newly hatched Sticky Treasure in his hands, and he has no idea of ​​cultivating a new quasi-god, so he gives up for now.

Anyway, the points won't be lost there, and I'll wait until I come back from Padia to see if there are any new ones on the shelves, good things that are priced but not marketed.

One round of rewards from the competition side, another round of rewards from the school, one crown and two rewards, which relieved Xia Chen's depression a little.

"By the way, if you want to go to Orange College, you can go to Principal Clavier. He and I are old friends, and he will take care of you."

Before Xia Chen left, Yu Chaohua gave him a parting gift.

Xia Chen nodded to express his understanding, then walked out of the principal's office and went to the office floor of the ghost department teacher on the top floor.

The administrative office building of Shangjing University has eighteen floors, and each floor represents an attribute.

I don't know if it's just a coincidence, but the ghost department happens to be in the most delicate number eighteen.

Not only that, as soon as he went upstairs, Xia Chen felt an unusually gloomy atmosphere.

It was clearly broad daylight, but the corridor was terribly dark. There were no windows everywhere, but from time to time one could feel a gust of cold wind blowing from behind.

In the room, there was a faint cry of a baby, which was very similar to the place where those urban campus legends took place.

No need to prepare, this is the best place for horror film shooting.

It is estimated that Geng Guimeng Yaomo is playing tricks again.

Xia Chen muttered to himself, but on the surface he walked towards Teacher Mo Lan's office calmly.

Having dealt with a frightening Geng Gui before, he knew that in this situation, the more frightened he was, the more likely he would be tricked by the ghost elves.

Fortunately, the ghost elves here belong to the teacher, and they won't do too much to the students.

Scared twice by the cursed doll falling from the ceiling and once by Mibi Q crawling out from under his feet, Xia Chen arrived at the deepest destination, Teacher Mo Lan's office, without any risk.

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The one who opened the door was Mengmeng Genggui again.

Xia Chen found that this elf was the favorite of many ghost-type trainers, and they would basically bring one in the team.

There is nothing wrong with this, he is handsome and capable of fighting, and it is even more convenient in the wild. Not only can he hide in the shadow of the trainer as a personal guard, but he can also stuff things in his stomach to reduce the burden on the trainer.

If he hadn't met a suitable one, Xia Chen would have wanted to raise one himself.

"Gengar?"

Geng Gui tilted his head and asked Xia Chen why he came, his chubby body tightly blocked the half-open door, firmly guarding the trainer's safety.

Xia Chen nodded politely, and said with a smile, "I'm Teacher Mo Lan's student. My name is Xia Chen. I have something to do with her. You can ask Teacher Mo Lan. She should have some impression of me."

As soon as the words fell, Geng Gui stared at Xia Chen with its big blood-red eyes in surprise, as if he had heard about him.

"Gengar!"

The half-closed door opened, and Geng Gui stepped aside, indicating that Xia Chen could go in directly.

It seems that Teacher Mo Lan should have mentioned me in private, but I don't know if it is good or bad.

Feeling Geng Gui's cold glance, Xia Chen felt that something was wrong.

It's normal, after all, Mr. Mo Lan should have studied it for a long time when I made up some "Ghost Eevee".

As a result, Ibrahimovic the Specter became Zoroark the Specter, which meant that her research for a long time was wasted.

With sincere apologies, Xia Chen followed Geng Gui into Teacher Mo Lan's office.

It's more like a library than an office.

Under the dim light, at a glance, there are only books or books.

Xia Chen met Mr. Mo Lan with dark circles under his eyes, who looked like smoky makeup, in the area of ​​"Documents of the Partia Region".

She looked up at the uninvited guest with sleepy and blank eyes, and after a long while, she realized who it was.

…………

"Xia Chen?"

From Teacher Mo Lan's short words, Xia Chen heard surprise, surprise, doubt, and slight resentment.

The word resentment may be a little heavy, but it can express Teacher Molan's emotions—like a child who was deceived that there is a Santa Claus in the world and then discovered the truth.

"Teacher, I was wrong!"

Xia Chen bowed ninety degrees to apologize, and offered the gift he had prepared for a long time with both hands, a Q-version doll of the ghost Zoroark.

This was custom-made by Xia Chen before he came to Beijing. It may be a little childish for elementary school students, but it should be just right for Teacher Mo Lan.

"Do you think I'm a child? Like such childish things?"

Teacher Mo Lan's eyes were shining brightly, but his mouth was still rigid.

For this kind of arrogance, Xia Chen has his own way to deal with it.

He said helplessly: "Teacher, I found someone to do it for you. If you don't want it, I don't know what to do."

If it was a person who was really angry and didn't want the doll, her answer would have to be "throw it away", but Teacher Mo Lan played a wave of standard tsundere operations.

She lowered her eyelids lightly, but the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, and she reached out to take the doll.

"I really can't do anything about you, so I will accept it reluctantly."

Xia Chen heaved a sigh of relief, since he accepted the gift of apology, then half of the purpose of coming this time has been achieved.

The remaining half is naturally handed over to Zoroark himself.

While Teacher Mo Lan was fondly playing with the doll, Xia Chen quietly took out the elf ball containing Zoroark.

The white light flashed away, and a gray-white human-shaped demon fox with a slightly hunched body appeared in the small space.

"Ghost Zoroark!"

Teacher Mo Lan, who is bouncing around with the doll, looks like a child in an amusement park.

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"Sorry, Teacher Molan, I said that just because of Zoroark. You also know that there are many bad people in this world. Not everyone loves ghost elves as purely as you do."

The so-called thousands of wears and thousands of wears, flattery does not wear.

After a set of three tricks, Teacher Mo Lan has completely put the grievances behind him.

After all, the main reason for her anger was Xia Chen's deceit, not that Zoroark the Specter was inferior to Eevee the Specter.

"Next time, don't do such a thing as deceiving the teacher again."

Teacher Mo Lan said this as if teaching elementary school students not to lie, which also meant that she completely forgave Xia Chen.

Xia Chen also satisfied her educational desire, nodding obediently like a primary school student.

After the matter was over, Xia Chen also relaxed, looked around and looked at Mo Lan's "office environment", rows of neatly arranged bookshelves as high as the ceiling.

He asked casually, "Do you usually read books here when you don't have classes?"

Mo Lan didn't stop groping on the furry Zoroak, and replied: "Yes, the mysteries of ghost elves are endless, and grandma has never finished studying them all her life. This is also my hobby. and the pursuit of a lifetime of hard work.”

"The reason for the formation of most ghost-type elves is still an unsolved mystery. For example, the little wood spirit, it is rumored that the little wood spirit was born from the soul of a child who got lost and finally died, but no one has ever witnessed it with his own eyes. Another example "Snow Fairy"

When talking about ghost-type elves, Teacher Mo Lan was like a different person, and immediately turned into the most profound doctor of ghost-type elves, talking freely.

Maybe it's because she's usually lonely and doesn't have anyone to chat with, but when she catches Xia Chen, she just chats nonsense.

Seeing that Teacher Mo Lan was out of control like a flood that burst a bank, Xia Chen hurriedly interrupted.

"By the way, teacher, I'm going to travel to the Padia area in a while, and I can't go to class. I will ask you for a leave."

Mo Lan waved her hand casually, and said, "Oh, it's okay, please, let's continue talking about the single scabbard. Wait, where did you say you were going?"

Mo Lan, who had reacted, was stunned, and repeated: "The Partia area?"

Xia Chen nodded, and wondered, "Yes, what's wrong with the Padia region?"

After thinking for a while, Mo Lan said to Geng Gui who was beside him: "Ghost, go and help me get that "Padia Chronicles" here."

"Gengar!"

Geng Gui, who had no neck, reluctantly made a nod, then floated up gently, flew to the upper bookshelf, and took down an old and heavy book.

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"Thanks, ghost."

Teacher Mo Lan took the book, flipped to a certain page of this heavy ancient book, and said, "Recently, I happen to be researching the local chronicles of the Partia region. Look here."

Xia Chen looked curiously, but saw a very eye-catching sentence on it.

"The author has heard about [treasure box villains] strange legends in many places. Most of them appear in warehouses or antique shops. People who are approached by treasure box villains will be involuntarily obsessed with coins, not for You have to hand it over to the treasure chest villain. As long as you meet it, you will always be controlled by it, and it is difficult to escape. Another version of the legend is a villain carrying coins. Its speed is very fast. As long as Anyone who gets close will run away immediately. The author believes that this [treasure box villain] is also a kind of monster, but it is too hidden, and is often ignored by people as cargo.”

Xia Chen nodded secretly. This passage should describe the very rare and mysterious ghost elf Suo Cailing in the Padia area.

Because it has no evolution type, no combat power, and is very difficult to subdue, almost no trainers will subdue it.

Speaking of which, this book is really old enough.

Warcraft is the name of elves hundreds of years ago, right?

Withdrawing his thoughts, Xia Chen continued to read. He knew that this was not the only thing that Teacher Mo Lan could value.

Gently turning the page, the next page reads: "However, in Gulin Town, a place rich in gold, the author heard another legend. According to legend, someone saw a gold coin all over the place near the gold mine. The golden villain! But this person is a gambler, and the people around him only think that he is losing money and losing hysteria, and no one takes his description seriously. The author is not sure, I just record it for future reference reference."

This is the end of this local chronicle about Gulin Town.

Xia Chen raised his head thoughtfully and looked at Teacher Mo Lan.

Mo Lan introduced: "This was a thousand years ago when the Partia Empire was at its strongest. Nevin Moore III sent people to collect and write books in various places in Partia. No matter the credibility, the compilers were loyal. I recorded the local histories and legends of monsters that I was in charge of. It is a pity that the treasure of disaster caused a catastrophe in various parts of Padia. This local chronicle was destroyed by the fire before it was spread. In my hand, Maybe it's an orphan."

"So, maybe only I know about the legend of the golden villain, and now I have to add you."

Teacher Mo Lan smiled slightly, "How about it, what do you think about the secret of this golden villain?"

Xia Chen guessed, "The evolutionary type of Suo Cailing?"

Teacher Mo Lan affirmed, "If the gambler is not hysterical, I think the chances are not small. After all, there are very few elves in the elf world who have no evolved form, but are very weak."

Who said, there are speaker crickets.

Xia Chen complained silently in his heart.

Ah, no, I forgot that it evolved from Master Yuan because of its weakness.

After a period of evolution, there are only more than 300 race values, and there is no way to evolve again. I can’t find the second one in the illustrated book.

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"I don't like to go out. Don't you happen to be traveling in the Padia region? If possible, would you help me find out the truth of this legend? If I really found the evolution of Suo Cailing, I would definitely Thank you so much!"

Recalling Teacher Mo Lan's instructions, Xia Chen, who was sitting on the plane to Zhuotai City, frowned in distress.

What is certain is that, apart from that local chronicle, there is no record of the "golden villain" appearing in the wild in the Padia region.

Suo Cailing is already rare and difficult to catch, but it is still necessary to study Emptiness, do you know if there is an evolutionary path?

It's not a good life

Forget it, anyway, it will take a long time for Sticky Treasure to evolve into Sticky Beauty Dragon, and this blank period just happens to try to tame a Suo Cailing for research.

It can be regarded as a small goal set for myself by traveling to the Padia region.

Putting away his thoughts and looking at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window, Xia Chen entered a deep meditation mode.

The Donghuang area is extremely far from the Padia area, and the voyage is as long as eight hours.

Breathing out, my mind is clear, and my consciousness is in a trance, as if it has only been a few seconds, and it seems that a few days have passed.

Xia Chen, who was in deep meditation, was gently awakened by Xanadu's spiritual power.

A reminder sound from the speaker came to the ear.

"Hello, dear passengers, the plane is about to arrive at Juzi Airport in Table City, there may be some bumps on the way off the plane, please don't"

Xia Chen was refreshed.

The area of ​​Padia, Table City, has arrived.