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When Chaomeng came back, a chubby Kuailong followed behind his butt.

Xiaomao couldn't help taking another look. When he came to Xindao last time, Chaomeng brought a Kuailong back from somewhere to do coolies, but that Kuailong was not the same as the current one.

Kuailong is not a commodity on the roadside, you can find it casually, even the miniature dragon is called the little elf of the mystery, let alone its final evolution type Kuailong?Where did Chaomeng find Kuailong in three days?

Xiaomao thought a little bit more gossip. Could it be that Chaomeng also has its own Kuailong manufacturing space, which can automatically produce Kuailong every once in a while?

Just after thinking about it, he was hit on the head. Chaomeng didn't care about the throbbing tail, and looked at him expressionlessly: "What's in your head?" Thinking about it often makes it speechless.

"Actually, I also want to ask this sentence, why are you still so confident in peeping into other people's thoughts?" Xiaomao rubbed his head dissatisfied. It's my mother's fault, I blame Sakagi, the irresponsible guy who cares about the birth and care, the Rockets' family education is really bad.

The consequence of thinking this way was that his head was hit twice in a row, and Xiaomao covered his forehead and rolled his eyes: "I've calculated, according to the current progress, it will take about a month to rebuild the institute-this is still You are also counted, if you want to finish the work early, you must stop running around and being lazy."

Chaomeng thought about it in his heart, one month is definitely not enough, its birthday is half a month away, and it must be completed before that, and then officially start its own counterattack on the birthday.

This thought made his expression more condensed: "This can't work, you have to speed up the progress."

Xiaomao spread his hands helplessly and said, "Then when you saw the rebuilding of the research institute last time, did my elf and I get lazy and refuse to work hard? Didn't it take a month and a half? Human resources are really limited."

Chaomeng looked at him rather dissatisfied, and slapped him: "It's all your fault, I wasted too much time participating in that orange alliance!" After getting along for half a month, it was about to be separated. It took a month to be exhausted like worker ants, wasted on building the research institute, and Chaomeng regretted his behavior of destroying the research institute.

"It's all your fault for throwing a shadow ball at the building." Xiaomao sneered back, not to be outdone. Seeing Chaomeng's expression was cloudy and uncertain, he smiled wryly and asked why he was arguing with an elf, and took the lead to take a step back. "Can you get more fast dragons?"

Chaomeng looked at the chubby elf standing behind him, lowered his head and thought for a while: "I stole the fast dragon twice, the Rockets probably will further strengthen the guard, things may be a bit troublesome."

——It turns out that these fast dragons are pocket money from your mother?Xiao Mao, who finally got the words out, thought about it in his heart, and said with a smile: "Actually, it doesn't have to be Kuailong, other elves are also fine."

Chaomeng's eyes suddenly brightened: "I can use the replicating machine to make more elves, anyway sooner or later I will make a lot of replicas."

After saying these words, Xiaomao's expression became quite strange. He lowered his voice and asked, "What do you want to do to make the replica?" It actually has such big ambitions, does it really want the clone to dominate the world?

Chaomeng was obviously shocked by the chicken-and-eggshell analogy it heard, and stared round its eyes for a long time before snorting angrily: "You wait for me!"

It flicked its tail and left angrily, Xiaomao waved the handkerchief at it from behind, and sat down on the lawn quite annoyed after seeing Chaomeng's figure.

When he first came to Niijima, he had already tried his best to find the replica machine he restored with Chaomeng before, but he did not find any machine parts in the ruins. Obviously, when Chaomeng destroyed the Niijima Research Institute , the copy machine has been transferred.

Xiaomao didn't know whether this arrangement was Chaomeng's whim, or to prevent himself from doing bad things-well, he really wanted to do bad things. When he learned that Chaomeng really wanted to make a large number of replicas, his first thought Just destroy that damn machine fast.

Xiaomao scratched his hair. If one day the replicas really unified the world, then he who helped Chaomeng restore the replicating machines would really become the legendary "traitor", and would leave a mark on the history of humans and elves. A completely different record.

Xiao Mao, a good boy who is unwilling to become a traitor to human beings, sighed deeply. He can only hope that this is a fairy tale world. How could there be such a profound theme as overthrowing the existing rule?

Even though he thinks so, he is still a little terrified, because of his intervention and intervention, even if he has almost forgotten the plot of his previous life, he can guess that a large part of the plot about Mewtwo has been affected, at least in the real animation. It is impossible to have the original story of Xiaomao helping Chaomeng rebuild the new island.

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Chaomeng looked at the dozen or so elves crawling out of the machine, his eyes fell on the complicated patterns on their bodies, he flicked his tail proudly, and looked sideways at Xiaomao with a complicated expression: "How about it, are you now?" Do you think the replica is much more beautiful than the original?"

Xiao Mao glanced at it silently, but didn't make a sound.Obviously, Banmu, who has been labeled as an "irresponsible bad mother", really didn't teach his son what is the correct aesthetic standard.

"Hmph, no matter how ugly they are, they can't represent the most beautiful form of the replica anyway." Chaomeng said angrily, turning his head to the side angrily.

Xiao Mao looked at it in amazement: "What does this sentence mean? They are the first batch of replica elves, they can't represent them, who can represent them?"

This was a big mistake, Chaomeng turned around and glared at him regardless of the arrogant posture.

"Oh, I was wrong," Xiao Mao suddenly realized, "You are the first batch of clone elves."

During the recent period of time, he has been devoting himself to thinking about how to prevent Chaomeng Great Demon King from unifying the world, and also to prevent himself from going further and further on the road of human sinners, so even when talking face-to-face with Chaomeng, he does not pay attention. Not very focused.

It took another two seconds for Xiaomao to understand the meaning of Chaomeng's words just now, and immediately raised his objection: "But I think Mengmeng is definitely cuter than you..."

Halfway through his speech, he turned his head to avoid Chaomeng's big tail, frowned and said, "Wave your tail again, and be careful that the wound on it will open again." He didn't know how many times he said this about Chaomeng. He has never been obedient once, and the wound has been almost half a month now, and it hasn't healed yet.

Chaomeng pursed the corners of her lips and kept a straight face without making a sound.

Xiaomao rolled his eyes at it, and knelt down to help it untie the bandage. Seeing that it was indeed stained with blood, he couldn't help scolding him: "If you keep doing this, I'm afraid the wound won't heal for the rest of your life."

Chaomeng's eyes lit up when he heard it, and he hurriedly asked: "So, you want to be with me forever?"

...Brother, why did your thoughts go astray like this?Xiao Mao was shocked by such a miraculous brain circuit. He was stunned for a long time before bowing his head and saying, "How is it possible?"

As soon as this sentence was finished, Chaomeng pulled his tail back, and said with a sneer, "Of course, who cares about being tied to a stupid human being like you for a lifetime?"

"... Chaomeng, I hope you can understand that I am just an ordinary human being, and you are a super divine beast, the representative of the most powerful force in this world." Xiaomao didn't care about its displeasure, and just kept going He took out the wound medicine from his backpack to help it deal with the open wound, "Don't say you can't be with me forever, our definition of a lifetime is different."

He understands very well that Chaomeng's current situation is like a possessive child, because he has a high degree of affection for him, so he unconsciously shows dependence.

"Time is a joke to you, but I have to go through normal birth, old age, sickness and death," Xiaomao rewound the new bandage round and round, "just like I have been refusing to keep Jenny turtles, its evolutionary type It can live for 1 years, if I die, what will it do next?"

In fact, many elf trainers are faced with this problem. Humans have a shorter lifespan than most elves, and one day they will face separation. Those two ghost-type elves I saw on the ghost ship? They have great power and infinite life, but they finally choose to fall asleep on the sunken ship... When I think that my elf is likely to be like this in the future, just Feel bad."

"They can, and so can I." Chaomeng raised his hand and patted his head. It was taller than Xiaomao, and the movement was smooth and natural.

Xiaomao looked up at it: "Stop making trouble, this world doesn't even have a pokeball that can subdue you." And he didn't think that with Chaomeng's arrogance, he would be willing to be his pokemon.

"The GS ball is the GS ball that that idiot named Xiaozhi is holding in his hand," Chaomeng said dryly, "When I followed you secretly, I went to see it out of curiosity. That GS ball can be used Those who subdue the super beasts."

Xiaozhi does have a special elf ball in his hand. Dr. Damu asked him to get it from Dr. Uchimu in the Orange Islands. Because Xiaozhi has not returned to Zhenxin Town, the unknown elf ball is still in his hand take it.

Xiaomao froze for a moment: "Is that so?"

Chaomeng nodded: "I'll grab it now!"

...why did their dialogue drift in this direction?Xiaomao turned pale with shock, and quickly pulled him back: "Don't—"

Before finishing a sentence, Chaomeng flicked his tail and left using teleportation.