That wasn't such a good memory.
Because the original tree of the world lost the light source it relied on for survival, it gradually collapsed. As a result, all kinds of elves who had benefited from the feedback of the original tree and lived harmoniously on this land fled in all directions.
Only Zoroa and some of the elves stayed for various reasons.
Subsequently.
A secret realm is formed.
In a place where resources are gradually drying up, there is no hope at all after this.
As food gradually ran out, the elves who chose to stay in the original tree of the world began to die one by one.
Zoroa is no exception.
Full of reluctance and despair, Zoroa stared in the direction of the original tree of the world, and his soul began to undergo strong changes.
It also wants to continue living in this world.
No matter what method he uses, Soraya still wants to see Yaren again.
so.
If there is no food, then devour everything you can and turn it into nutrients to survive.
As for the evil-attributed Zoroa, its soul naturally focuses on the ghost energy that it is extremely sensitive to and is transformed from countless dead elves.
Over a long period of time.
Zoroa finally completed its transformation and successfully evolved into a ghost form Zoroark.
but.
Just like the cursed doll absorbed the resentment of humans in Aster Town, it was eventually affected by human resentment.
Zoroark was deeply affected by the hatred of the dead elves for reality.
Just as Chen Mo guessed.
Zoroark completely went berserk in this desolate land.
But the only thing that is fortunate, and also sad, is that except for Zoroark, who has turned into a ghost form, there is no living elf in this secret realm.
The rampaging Zoroark could not hurt anyone, and could only vent its dissatisfaction and resentment towards the seal of the original tree of the world.
If there are no accidents.
Zoroark may gradually die out in the madness day after day.
after all.
Although ghost-type elves have a long lifespan and can easily survive without food, this does not mean that they will not die.
Uncontrolled release of energy will sooner or later exhaust Zoroark's life force.
It was at this time.
A human suddenly visited this secret realm.
The crazy Zoroark, which had already lost its mind when it saw the other party, immediately attacked him without any hesitation.
but.
The expected bloody scene did not happen. Zoroark was defeated by a white elf sent by humans in an almost crushing manner.
"White elf?"
Chen Mo frowned and fell into deep thought.
The ghost Zoroark, who was born after swallowing too much resentful energy, is quite powerful. Even if he is in a bad state due to his long-term rampage, not any elf can easily crush Zoroark.
"Do you still remember what the elf that defeated you looked like?"
Chen Mo asked curiously.
The big fox, who reused the illusion to disguise himself as an ordinary Zoroark, shook his head.
"Sorry, I only remember that the elf was white, very beautiful white. The rest...I really can't remember..."
"That's it, it's okay. I'm just asking casually. You can go on."
Chen Mo waved his hand indifferently.
There are so many possibilities with white elves.
Chen Mo was curious because the other party defeated the rampaging Zoroark with only one elf. His strength should not be underestimated.
Does such a powerful trainer really exist in Zhuxia?
Solo
Yake didn't know the doubts in Chen Mo's mind at the moment, or in other words, even if he knew it, it wouldn't have any effect as he knew very little about Zhu Xia.
Its thoughts wandered to a long time ago.
In those memories of Mo Lake, Zoroark still remembered that even if he wanted to kill the other person, the human who entered the secret realm accompanied by the white elf still did not harm himself too much, but simply killed himself He was restrained and seemed to want to try to resolve his resentment.
I have to say that this approach is really very stupid.
Even now, when Zoroark looks back at his past self, he feels from the bottom of his heart that the possibility of him waking up is extremely slim.
According to the methods of the waveguide messengers, most of these situations will be solved directly and sealed.
But that human chose the stupidest way with the lowest success rate.
Zoroark can no longer remember clearly.
During those countless days and nights, what did that human being say to himself?
But Zoroark remembered.
He works hard.
It was clear that he had nothing to do with him, but he seemed to be desperately trying to save something, trying hard to redeem himself, a beast that had lost himself.
"He succeeded and accomplished something with a success rate of less than one ten thousandth."
Zoroark's face showed great tenderness.
"With his help, I finally regained my sense little by little."
"To be honest, Master Chen Mo, even now, I still think he is a complete idiot, but I also respect him from the bottom of my heart just like I respect Master Yaren and Master Chen Mo. "
"I felt that if it was him, he must have the potential to become a waveguide user, so when I parted with him, I gave him the note left by Master Yaren."
The warm bonfire reflected Zoroark's face.
It looked at the dark sky with a nostalgic expression.
"I don't know how he is doing now..."
Zoroark once had the opportunity to leave the secret realm with the unknown Zhuxia man.
but.
The driving force that prompted Zoroark to become Ghost Zoroark was to enter the original tree of the world and find Yaren, the waveguide messenger who was missing inside.
Therefore, after his memory was awakened by the Zhuxia man, Zoroark chose to stay in the secret realm.
Chen Mo didn't see any regret on Zoroark's face.
He thought for a moment and said softly.
"I think he has probably become an extremely good waveguide user."
Zoroark was stunned.
Immediately afterwards.
It smiled slightly and said softly.
"I guess so."
——
soon.
It's time to make dinner again.
Chen Mo, who had already regained his strength, gave Geng Gui a day off after two days of hard work, and chose to do the work himself and start preparing today's dinner.
Gengar, who had nothing to do, started playing around with Pikachu, Turtle Shark, Jirachi and other elves.
The entire camp was filled with the cheerful shouts of several elves.
Zoroark sat on a long dead branch, silently watching the elves chasing and fighting around the campfire, as well as Bibi Bird and Absol, with helpless expressions on their faces, but they would still try their best to cooperate. look.
Suddenly.
Zoroark recalled the time when he and Yaren traveled around the world.
At that time, they often went camping in the wild. Well, in other words, they spent most of the year doing activities in the wild.
but.
Zoroark wasn't annoying.
It still remembers very clearly that when night falls, the gentle and considerate Yaren will be there for Lucario.
Accompanied by the seniors, dinner is prepared for these elves.
As the youngest and most favored Zoroa, he used to play with the seniors who were silently doing their daily practice work.
Whenever that time comes.
The seniors always look helpless, but they try their best to cooperate with themselves.
Um.
Very much like the current Bibi Bird and Absolu.
"Pika~Pika Pikachu~"
A shout suddenly came from below.
Zoroark suddenly came back to his senses and found that the elves were no longer around the campfire in front of him. When he lowered his head again, he saw Pikachu holding something in his hand, calling to him happily.
Zoroark stood up and fell gently from the treetop.
"Pikapi~"
Pikachu handed out a bag of red-wrapped items and motioned for Zoroark to take it.
Zoroark watched Pikachu gently shake the red package. At this moment, it could still hear the "squeaking" sound inside.
"What's this?"
"Pica~"
"potato chips?"
"Pikapi~"
"Tomato-flavored potato chips?"
Zoroark tilted his head, looking a little confused.
but.
At Pikachu's urging, Zoroark subconsciously took the tomato-flavored potato chips handed over by Pikachu.
"Pika! Pika Pika!"
Pikachu could tell at a glance that Zoroark was a novice and had probably never seen this kind of snack before, so he danced and quickly gave instructions.
"Is this so..."
Under the gaze of all the elves, Zoroark slowly tore open the jagged opening above with his red claws.
As the gap appeared, the gas in the bag of potato chips instantly escaped. Zoroark moved the tip of his nose slightly and smelled the strong smell coming from inside.
And Zoroark, who hadn't eaten normally for a long time, swallowed subconsciously.
Seeing this scene, Pikachu urged again.
"Pika pika!"
"Is this... going to be given to me..."
"Pika Pikachu!"
Pikachu nodded quickly.
After hesitating for a moment, Zoroark followed Pikachu's instructions, put his paws into the bag, picked up a thin potato chip, and then slowly put it into his mouth.
Chew gently.
A taste you have never experienced before instantly invades your taste buds.
Zoroark's eyes lit up.
Pikachu also cheered up.
Pikachu, who felt that he had found a kindred spirit, was about to hand out another bag of potato chips to Zoroark, and when he asked Zoroark what he thought, a helpless voice came from behind.
"How many times have I told you not to eat snacks before meals, otherwise you won't be able to eat anything later, huh? Well, you guys even brought Zoroark with you!"
The tone of the second half changes completely.
Zoroark looked at the figure walking over quickly and explained hurriedly.
"Well, Lord Chen Mo, has nothing to do with Pikachu and the others, it's me..."
Before Zoroark could finish speaking, Chen Mo grabbed the potato chips and handed them to Pikachu in Qidudu. Then he pushed Zoroark, who looked confused and panicked, towards the camp beside the bonfire. .
"Don't get me wrong, Zoroark, I don't mean to blame you, it's just that dinner time is here, come and have a meal together."
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Looking at the table full of steaming delicacies in front of him, Zoroark was stunned.
It felt this was a bit rude.
But at this moment, its feet seemed to be immobilized, unable to move.
"It stands to reason that the digestive systems of elves and humans are different, and you are a ghost-type elf, so you shouldn't have too many worries about food. But I think that because you haven't had a normal eating activity for a long time, so , it is better to drink a bowl of hot soup first to moisten your esophagus and let your body adapt to this eating rhythm."
A steaming bowl of hot soup made from many tree fruits and top-notch ingredients was placed in front of Zoroark.
Chen Mo smiled.
"Try it first and see if it suits your taste. Don't be polite to me. Before entering the secret realm, I asked Gengar to bring a lot of food. Don't worry!"
"Lord Chen Mo..."
Zoroark lowered his head.
There is an unspeakable emotion brewing in its heart.
When it was a child, it met the gentle Yaren and a group of reliable seniors; when it went berserk, there were people who were willing to spend a lot of time and energy to wake it up when it was lost, regardless of past grudges; and now, it has met someone who is equally gentle and kind. Powerful waveguide messenger.
In my life, I have always met all kinds of kind-hearted human beings.
I…
Zoroark looked at the fragrant hot soup, tears constantly falling from the corners of his eyes and dripping into it.
"In such an environment, you can still maintain yourself and move forward firmly. To be honest, I admire you very much. You are very strong, stronger than me."
Chen Mo gently stroked Zoroark's head with a gentle tone.
"Zoroark, I will definitely help you. I will do my best to bring you into the original tree of the world!"
"So, Zoroark, can you make a promise with me?"
Zoroark raised his head and looked at the soft-faced human youth in front of him.
The other party said softly.
"If...I mean if, Yaren is no longer here, and we have solved the problem of the original tree of the world, would you like to come with me and go see the outside world."
"Of course, if you want, I will try my best to help you. To be honest, I still have some energy in the Zhuxia area. As long as I come forward, there should be many people willing to cooperate with me to help you find the person who once was The people of Zhuxia who have helped you."
"..."
The young man chattered.
Zoroark didn't feel any impatience at all.
It looked at the young man's face.
Suddenly, he seemed to recall the appearance of another person.
But then.
Zoroark denied again.
Although they are both gentle, Master Chen Mo and that person have two different temperaments. One is as bright as the rising sun, and the other is as silent as the moonlight in the dark night.
No matter how you look at them, they don't look like the same person.
but…
Zoroark glanced at the direction of the original tree of the world, and then at the elves around him who were looking at him expectantly. He nodded slightly and said one word to Chen Mo.
"good."
