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Life in the Latin American tribe is very fast. Xiaomao, who has a strong home attribute, likes the closeness to nature of the tribe here. He also settled down quietly and adjusted his elf's physical condition.

During this period of time, a lot of tree fruit was consumed. When raising the big stomach king Tyrannosaurus, Xiaomao's stock was almost used up, so he left Fengzi's house after arranging training for his elves. , Hike to the outskirts to pick berries and fill your own berry boxes.

The Little Elf Reserve itself is a large piece of grassland, and only sporadic trees began to appear on the periphery where it is close to the natural wilderness area. Xiaomao has gone further and further away these days, gradually leaving the scope of the reserve.

When stepping on the slightly dry grass in autumn, there will be a "rustling" sound. After taking two steps, Xiaomao realized something was wrong. He turned his head and looked around, but found no wild elves nearby.He started to walk again, but the rustling sound behind him sounded again.

Could it be that the fire dinosaurs were worried and started to follow and peep again?This kind of thing happened a few days ago, but once he recognized the curly tail that the six tails accidentally raised in the grass, and once he saw the flame tip on the tail of the fire dinosaur, and was caught several times After that, the elves learned to stop following him.

Xiao Mao tightened his hold on the little Ballang, and walked forward calmly, and he felt that his elf was not natural enough to follow him closely to make such obvious noises on the withered grass.Their camouflage and noise reduction techniques are very good. Take the last time as an example, if Shakira hadn’t accidentally touched the fire dinosaur’s butt, and the two had an internal quarrel, Xiaomao really didn’t notice that there was something wrong behind him. place.

Although it is temporarily unclear what the other party's background is, Xiaomao didn't feel any malice, and he couldn't see the shadow of another creature after observing with the corner of his eye for a long time, so he had to give up.

The dry grass stretches forward for a long stretch of land. Xiaomao occasionally squats down on the ground to pick up dried fruits. This is the favorite snack of the Latin American people, and it can become delicious after being cooked with a secret recipe.

Xiaomao ignored the slight rustling sound behind him all the time, and followed the route he had planned in the morning through the savannah to the edge of the lake.

Decades ago, it was rumored that a rare elf miniature dragon appeared here, causing a large number of hunters to come here to try their luck. Although they did not find the legendary elves, they were unwilling to return empty-handed. The wild elves in the wild wilderness area were captured by a large number of Captured, nearly extinct.

After the league learned of the situation, it urgently took restrictive measures and issued new regulations, forcing each trainer to use a maximum of [-] field balls to catch elves.

On the first day Xiaomao entered the wilderness area, he ran into Mr. Caesar, the guard here, and got [-] wilderness balls from him, but it has been more than half a month now, and he has not subdued a single elf .

When he came to the lake, he happened to see Mr. Caesar, the guardian of the garden, standing by the water and staring at the water with a dazed expression.

Such a scene is actually not uncommon. It is not the first time that Xiaomao accidentally snooped on such a secret, but he considerately did not bother, and consciously took a detour to leave here.

"Xiaomao, I heard from Katie that you've been walking around the lake for the past few days." Caesar didn't turn his head to look at him, but his eyes on the lake were no longer as tender as before.

The voice of the other party was filled with indescribable concentration and alertness. Xiaomao sighed and explained: "This area is rich in water and grass, and the fruit grows vigorously. I often come here to stroll around and pick tree fruits. Can't meet miniature dragons."

Caesar's body froze unconsciously, and after a pause, he said in a cold voice: "...there are no miniature dragons here, it's just a silly rumor, I advise you to leave here early, outsiders are not welcome in the wild wilderness area."

There is a regulation that does not allow long-term stay here. If Xiaomao had a certificate of a middle-level investigator of the alliance, Caesar would have expelled this unstable factor long ago.

This kind of reaction is basically that there is no silver 300 taels here, Xiaomao is more and more sure of his guess, there is something tricky in this lake.His expression didn't change at all, and he was still smiling: "Did you bother Mr. Caesar, I'm sorry, I will leave here immediately."

"Don't play dumb! I'm not leaving this lake, I'm telling you to leave the wilderness area!" Caesar's facial muscles trembled unnaturally, and he pulled out a child's arm-length shotgun from his waist and aimed it at his head.

If Caesar pulled the trigger, with the lethality of this type of pistol, half of Xiaomao's head would be blown off, but he didn't panic, and looked back very calmly: "30 years ago, it was Mr. Caesar himself who found out here. I killed the mini dragon, if you shot me today because of your nervousness, once the matter is exposed, the alliance will definitely understand that there is another mystery here, and will send special personnel to investigate."

"I've said it before, the miniature dragon is just a boring rumor!" Caesar gritted his teeth, put the shotgun back, and warned, "Hurry up and use up your wild balls, stay away from here."

"I'm sorry to bother you." Xiaomao said it again, spreading his hands to show that he didn't have any malice, and slowly backed away, getting farther and farther away from Caesar who was on alert.He regretted his negligence for not bringing the elf with him, even if there was an elf by his side, he would not be so passive.

Xiaomao is really interested in the miniature dragon known as the "Phantom Elf" because very few people have witnessed it with his own eyes, but tomorrow is the Latin American Elf Race Competition, and today is the last day he stays here .

He had originally planned that if he still got nothing, he would no longer demand to be subdued, but would come here with the protagonist trio to feast his eyes on it.As a passerby, he is very conscious.

But Caesar's anxious and vigilant attitude caught Xiaomao's attention. The wild field area is not a closed place, and every trainer who passes by can get [-] wild balls here for hunting.After such a long time, how many people have tried their best to find the trace of the mini dragon. The difficulty can be seen. Why is Caesar so disgusted with his vigilance when he goes to the lake?

...Perhaps the recent period of time is a relatively unusual day for the mini dragon and its evolution type, the hack dragon.This also explains why Caesar is nervous and walks around with two shotguns every day, and now needs to guard against poachers more than usual.

Xiaomao frowned, and went to the phone booth on the edge of the wilderness area to contact Dr. Oki.

Da Muxuecheng was pinching his nose to feed a stinky mud, and complained to the phone screen: "Xiao Mao, you said that Xiaozhi is real, he caught a stinky mud from Heiyun City without advance Say hello to me, my research institute has been turned into a mess..."

Halfway through the speech, the stinky mud lay down on the screen enthusiastically, and the mud falling from its body covered half of the screen.

It's really an elf-like trainer, similar to Xiaozhi's personality.Xiaomao didn't know whether to laugh or cry, nodded slightly at it, and smiled to show his kindness.

Smelly Mud happily slapped the screen with two big hands made of mud, opened his mouth wide and laughed, looking extremely happy: "Hi—Hi——"

"Okay, smelly mud, let me talk to Xiaomao for a while." Dr. Oki jumped up and down and took a lot of effort to get rid of the excited elf whose whole body was glued to the screen, panting for a tissue Wiping the camera, "Would you like to see the elf you fostered with me? The Flying Mantis and Gyarados are both in good condition."

"I don't need it for now, I'm relieved to know they're safe." Xiaomao looked down at the waterproof electronic watch on his wrist, "Time is limited, so I'll make a long story short."

Dr. Oki realized that his grandson had something serious to ask him, so he put away his joke and nodded: "Okay, you can rest assured to say it, and I will definitely answer you if you can answer it."

"Grandpa, may I ask if you know the habits of the line of Hackron miniature dragons?" After Xiaomao finished speaking, Dr. Oki frowned unconsciously, and immediately understood, and asked tentatively, "Grandpa doesn't have any Is there any relevant information?"

"Mini dragons, hakrons, and even fast dragons are very rare elves, and human research on their habits has just started." Dr. Oki was typing on his computer, and sighed while looking at the information displayed. "There are no relevant academic papers published within the alliance...but I think there may be some precious records within some research families."

These words hinted that he might get some unexpected gains if he asked Dr. Nishino Mori, who leaned against a big tree to enjoy the shade.Seeing that his grandson understood, Dr. Oki pressed a few keys on the computer: "Anyway, let me send you the information here, just some of the most obvious research results."

"Trouble Grandpa." Xiaomao hurriedly thanked him, looking at the lines of writing flashing on the screen with a moved expression, "Thanks to Grandpa's help, otherwise many of my researches would be difficult."

"It's outrageous to say that." Da Muxuecheng waved his hand indifferently, "I'm already very happy if you are willing to learn the knowledge of elves." Granddaughter and grandson have achieved a little at a young age, and he is an elder Only those who are proud of themselves.

After finishing the call, Xiaomao stared at the black screen for a long time, before calling out the information sent by Dr. Oki and browsing it carefully.

As Dr. Oki said before, this is only the most superficial record, and it simply records dozens of times when humans discovered the miniature dragon Hakron, as well as some related rumors.

Xiaomao sorted out these sightings, and made a table according to the month of occurrence, and found that the dates when humans witnessed this psychedelic elf were absolutely concentrated, and they all happened around mid-October.

It is mid-October now, which means that the activities of the miniature dragons and hackrons will be relatively frequent. No wonder Mr. Kaiser is so nervous and aggressive.

This is a rare opportunity. Xiaomao rested his chin and showed a thoughtful expression. He needs to do a risk assessment to see if it is necessary to take the risk of being shot and go near the lake to try his luck.

He was staring at the black screen in a daze, and there was a slight "rustling" sound behind him, just like the sound that had always accompanied him in the grass before.From the reflection of the screen, one could see that a small piece of withered grass had been crushed, and a light purple elf the size of a palm rolled out of it.

Xiao Mao was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to look over, just in time to meet the pair of black peas full of innocence.

"Cat purr cat purr?" The ditto who followed him all the way tilted his head and looked over, as if he was surprised by the silly expression of the human beings in front of him.