Chapter 43
"Xiaoyan, come down to eat!"
"Here."
Mo Yan right hand wrapped in bandages, crunching The sounding wooden ladder came down, and an old grandmother who was nearly seventy years old was arranging tableware and chopsticks quickly.
In the small living room, an old man with a white beard with a shrunken mouth is watching the excitement of last year's Johto Region Alliance game with great interest.
"Look, come to eat, people are getting old..." The old grandmother pointed to the old man with a completely different attitude towards Mo Yan, and then beeping Hoothoot didn't know what he was complaining about.
Mo Yan sat obediently in his seat and waited for the meal. After a while, the white-bearded old man wandered to the dining room less than ten meters from the living room.
"Small words, I think in the Three Initial Starters of Johto Region, Feraligatr..."
"peng!"
"Eat!" Grandma throws the bowl In front of the old man, fiercely glared at him, and then gently placed the second bowl of rice in front of Mo Yan.
"Thank you Grandma Takeno"
"Hey, I burnt a fish today, you can eat more"
"Um"
The old man on the opposite side opened his mouth and didn't say anything. He could only silently pick up the white rice, fiercely sliced a few bites, and randomly picked up some side dishes. The fish in the middle was not touched at all!
"Here!" Takeno personally gave old fogey a piece of fish with no spines, and didn't persuade him, but just each minding their own business to eat.
"Put more spicy next time" old fogey pretended to be critical and took a sip, then slapped his lips and commented.
"Next time you come to cook it?"
"Haha, I think it tastes good, don't you think it's a small word?" Old fogey retreated and found himself a step up by the way.
"Well, it's delicious!"
Mo Yan slightly smiled, the taste of these old couples is bickering, you say something to me, like two children.
Grandma's name is Zhuye. She is a fruit grower native to Spirit Fruit. She mainly breeds some blue tangerines, sweet peaches, etc., and Berry, which is in circulation and is very common.
The white beard old man named Zhengxin is also a native of Spirit Fruit town. However, when he was young, he went out as a trainer and traveled for a period of time. When he was the strongest, he had a Pseudo-Elite Heracross as the main force.
When he found that his dream was getting farther and reality was approaching, he had no choice but to return to Spirit Fruit town, and he usually helped the villagers and neighbors deal with some Pokémon and Berry problems. Leisurely.
Mo Yan listened obediently to these parents, and his heart calmed down slowly.
After dinner, Mo Yan walked out of the house. Both Zhuye knew that Mo Yan was a good trainer, so after reminding him to come back for dinner on time, it didn't matter.
After leaving the ghost ship organization, Mo Yan always felt a sense of crisis. He felt that his strength was insufficient, so he almost arranged the training plan fully.
Of course, with a lot of training, Pokémon will improve faster, but there are also many hidden dangers.
The first is the Ability proficiency. Except for the frequently used attack abilities, the other abilities are in a state of being able to use them, and they are of no use in the actual combat process.
Zoroark has a dark blasting support facade, so it is not obvious. Haunter is different. Except for Shadow Ball and Sludge Bomb, the effects of other Ability are all Normal.
Secondly, after entering the Outstanding level, the most important thing is not to quickly increase the level, but to display your own skills as much as possible, such as the unique characteristics of Pokémon, the character’s bonus to combat, and the ability Proficiency and in-depth development and so on.
"Zoroark's Illusion feature needs to be practiced. For 3V3 and above, the combined defense and Sucker Punch through the Illusion feature are almost the same!"
Mo Yan said, While writing important points in the notebook, a vague sight fell on him.
Mo Yan, who is keenly aware, immediately spotted the other person and glanced at it. A little dark boy was cautiously hiding behind the big tree with curiosity in his eyes.
"sou!"
Seems to have been discovered. The little boy hid behind the tree in a panic and did not dare to show up for a while.
Mo Yan looked at Spinarak who was being teased by Haunter flying into a rage out of humiliation. It should be these two guys that attracted the little boy's attention.
Without multi-management, Mo Yan continued to make training plans, first Zoroark, then Haunter, Larvitar and Spinarak.
one after another After sorting out their training plan, Mo Yan took Spinarak and Haunter to go deeper in the forest, and then released the remaining Zoroark and Larvitar.
For several days in a row, Mo Yan has lived such a dull life. Pokémon does not train very much, but is more familiar with his own abilities.
The little boy also clocked in on time every day, but he just hid behind the tree all the time, watching Mo Yan's training quietly, without going up to interrupt him.
Mo Yan didn't care, he wouldn't release Larvitar outside the forest, the little boy only saw Zoroark and them all the time.
The so-called injury for a hundred days, although Mo Yan's physical fitness is much better than that of Common people, but the illness can not be completely recovered in a few days.
Moreover, the town of Spirit Fruit is very peaceful and peaceful, except for the boss who comes to collect Berry every half a month, there are almost no other people coming again.
Finally, after the little boy kept peeking for a week, Mo Yan walked towards him with some interest.
The first thing that catches the eye is a dark lid, and then the wheat-colored arms drenched in the sun.
Although Mo Yan is not big, it has been growing wildly during this period of time. It has been nearly 1.5 meters high.
"What's the matter?" Mo Yan hasn't spoken condescendingly to others for a long time, and Mo Yan has a touch of affection for the little boy for a while.
"No...it's okay, I just look..." The naughty child among his friends shook his head in front of Mo Yan, losing one's head out of fear, as if being bullied.
"Really?"
"...really"
"Then don't bother me in the future" Mo Yan has no expression on the surface, but suddenly inside A little devil said something.
"Ah? Me, me..." The little boy flushed his cheeks, a little angry and a little desperate.
"Walk slowly."
"I...I have something!" The little boy stopped Mo Yan who turned to leave.
"Then what are you talking about?" Mo Yan picked up Spinarak who was naughty pulling his trousers and asked indifferently.
"I want to be a Pokémon trainer!" Although the little boy felt that Mo Yan was a little different from what he had imagined, he still expressed his thoughts.
"Then what?"
"Then? What then?" The little boy was a little dumb and asked Mo Yan.
"Then what do you want to do with me?"
"I..."
The little boy was a little at a loss. What did he come to do with Mo Yan? It's just that some time ago, I heard that a Pokémon trainer had arrived in the town, so he couldn't wait to run over to see what the trainer he was looking forward to was like.
But it seems a bit wrong, is this the same for trainers? He doesn't believe it!