Xu Qiansu frowned, the hand hanging by his side suddenly tightened, and then he suddenly opened his eyes, "Vulpix!"
The bright moon hung high in the sky, and the disc-like silver moon came into his eyes through the gaps in the branches of the trees.
The watery moonlight spreads on the ground, and there seems to be a faint fluorescent light emerging.
Xu Qiansu looked at her outstretched right hand... The joints were distinct, but there were scars all over it. However, the wound had stopped bleeding and even scabbed, and she could smell a smell... like medicine, but more pungent and bitter.
Xu Qiansu didn't have time to think about it. The empty feeling in his arms made him a little worried... Where is Vulpix? Her poke ball is damaged, so it should be in my arms?
He held his hands on the ground and tried to stand up, but after sitting for a long time, his whole body was weak and his legs were sore, making him stumble.
"Huh!?"
Xu Qiansu was slightly startled... Huh? Which Pokémon's cry is this? Isn't that what Vulpix is called?
He stood up and supported the tree trunk. He heard the sound and looked around. The evening wind blew by, and the illusive fireflies in the air were slightly fluttering, but there was no Pokémon.
This is...a forest?
Where's the forest?
Xu Qiansu didn't think about it. He touched his lower back, trying to confirm the safety of Kirulian, the small marsupial and the Vine Snake... He didn't touch anything. Their pokeballs were gone...
Xu Qiansu's hand holding the tree exerted slight force, subconsciously mobilizing the power of the waveguide in her body.
Click————
The wood splintered, and a handprint appeared on the tree trunk.
Xu Qiansu took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down.
After this period of special training, Kirulian and the others have improved rapidly in strength, and they will never encounter a life-threatening crisis casually... But what if they were captured by a Pokémon experimental facility like Hass Cobb... And Miss Mali, I don’t know if she was injured...
Xu Qiansu took another deep breath and forced herself to calm down for the second time.
If so, they have no reason to let him go... It should be because it was lost accidentally.
Miss Mali should be protected by Morubeke and the others who reacted, and she would not be seriously injured.
I hope that the quality of the Poké Ball is not good enough to break it, so that the Pokémon can come out... But it seems that the Pokémon can choose to come out of the Poke Ball on its own, but Kirulian and the others have never done so. …
Xu Qiansu frowned. There was no point in thinking about this at this time. The top priority was to confirm the current time, place and situation before being able to find the Pokémon. Otherwise, wandering around like a headless fly would only consume unnecessary energy and time. .
He lowered his eyes and looked at himself. In addition to the elf ball, everything such as keys, watches, and some cash had also been lost. Fortunately, his cell phone and backpack were still there... In the backpack were the supplies he had prepared for outdoor living.
He took out his cell phone, but there was no response no matter how hard he pressed it... It must have been burned by the flames.
However... there are no traces of burns on his body...
Xu Qiansu pondered for a moment, put the phone away, and then turned her head to look.
Less than ten meters away, there was an ordinary bush.
Xu Qiansu looked away and looked at her right hand, which was full of wounds from breaking the glass... It was obvious that medicine had been used, but the technique was not very good, and there were still some residual marks on the skin next to the wounds.
He turned his head to look at the trees again.
After a moment, he looked away again, took out a can of elf food from his backpack, opened it, put it on the spot, and then left the place.
…
five hours ago.
The dim light of the setting sun caresses from the sky, slowly passing through the lush tree branches, showing patches of mottled light and shadow on the grass.
The air in early spring is moist and slightly warm.
A small gray fox about 0.6 meters tall and well-proportioned was stepping on the soft grass, sniffing the ground with the tip of its nose, looking for some tree fruits to eat.
It's not quite accurate to say it's a fox.
Its neck is wrapped with white hair like a scarf, its tail is pure white, fluffy and cute, and even its head is covered with a ball of pure white hair that looks like a ball of cotton. A pair of golden eyes were bright and gorgeous, but with a bit of timidity.
Zoroa, but not Zoroa.
For one thing, it's heterochromatic.
On the one hand, it lived 1,000 years ago from modern times and is an ancient species of Zoroa. It can also be called Zoroa - the green form.
On the one hand, Zoroa is a ghost turned into a resentful Pokémon that was persecuted to death by humans and other Pokémon... And this Zoroa was born from an egg, has a mother, and has not been persecuted, so it is I don’t know what resentment is…
The evidence is that as a manifestation of resentment, the tips of the hair on Zoroa's neck and forehead should have been blue and float upward, but this Zoroa's fur has only a slight hint of light blue... Bye As a result, this Zoroa is undoubtedly much weaker than the average Zoroa, and it cannot even master the racial skill 'Transformation'.
It is worth mentioning that the Zoroa species is not a social Pokémon, so this Zoroa had just gone through its growth period when it was asked by its mother to live independently in the wild.
This kind of request is actually very unreasonable, because compared to the same race, this Zoroa is smaller in stature and weaker in physical fitness, and has just gone through the growth period... It is one month younger than the small marsupial, completely All like a little kid.
But Soraya's mother naturally had her own considerations in doing this...perhaps because in the world 1,000 years ago, the concept of survival of the fittest and survival of the fittest was more deeply rooted in the hearts of wild Pokémon than in modern times.
Soraya's mother cannot protect it for the rest of its life... Sooner or later it will have to face the pressure of survival alone.
Soraya understood this truth, so although he couldn't bear to leave his mother in his heart, he still left his home where he had lived for more than a month and embarked on a journey alone.
Today is the fourth day since it left home.
……hungry.
Find something to eat first.
Zoroa sniffed here and there, and in the end he actually smelled an extremely alluring aroma... He couldn't learn 'transformation', but it gave him more outstanding abilities in other areas.
It followed the smell, climbed over boulders, flowed through streams, and got into the bushes. Finally, under a tree, it saw an unconscious human being...
Humanity! ?
Zoroa hurriedly retreated into the grass to hide his body, trembling all over and feeling extremely scared.
I heard from my mother that humans are the most evil and violent race in the world. They have a hundred ways to eat foxes, steamed, grilled, boiled, sliced, skewered...what else? I can’t remember exactly, but it was scary!
I also heard my mother say that whenever you encounter a human being, whether an adult or a child, you should run away directly and don’t look back!
Zoroa wanted to run away, but when he met a human for the first time in his life, his limbs trembled, his whole body became weak, and he couldn't run at all, so he could only huddle in the bushes and tremble.
But...it smells so good~
It subconsciously moved its little nose again. After all, the child's curious nature and appetite slightly defeated the mother's warning, and it quietly poked its little head out of the bushes and looked at the human.
Red jacket, white undershirt and black trousers... Well, the clothing is very different from the humans in this world, but Soraya has never seen other humans.
But he saw this human being with his eyes closed, leaning against a tree, his head hanging down. The setting sun on the horizon reflected a little dust in the forest, and sprinkled it diagonally around him... Based on Zoroa's experience, he could only feel, This scene is very relatable, and this human doesn't seem to be as scary as his mother said.
The point is, it smells really good~
Zoroa observed for a moment, his pure white fluffy tail lying nervously on the ground, and then he took the first small step.
There was no movement.
Soraya breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but still stared at the human man warily... and then took the second step.
Still no movement.
Soraya continued to move forward, one step after another. The distance was less than ten meters, and he let it go for nearly half an hour.
As the distance got closer, Sorok's little heart beat faster and faster, but until it walked in front of humans, nothing happened.
It breathed a sigh of relief, and its cute big tail that had been lying on the ground finally started to shake slightly.
Soraya looked up at this human's face... Based on his experience, he couldn't tell the difference between humans. He just thought they all looked the same.
So it just glanced at it and then looked away, then moved the tip of its nose slightly, following the scent, and looked at... the human's backpack.
Naturally, it doesn't think humans are delicious, and it has never thought about eating humans. It would be satisfied if it could just have a piece of fruit to eat.
Suddenly, the tip of its nose moved slightly.
A faint smell of blood was mixed in the aroma... Until this distance, Zoroa could barely smell it.
It turned its head and looked, only to see that the human's right hand was covered with scars and hanging limply on the ground. The blood had soaked the surrounding grass red.
Zoroa glanced at the human again, immediately took a few steps back, turned around suddenly, and slipped into the grass without knowing where he was going.
…
After another half hour passed since Xu Qiansu left, a deliberately suppressed swallowing sound finally came from the bushes.
Zoroa jumped out of the bushes, his big golden eyes staring straight at the elf food on the ground... What is this? It smells so good! Never seen that before!
It glanced at the handprints on the tree with some fear, then looked around and slowly approached the elf food. After making sure that no one was around, it immersed itself in eating.
It has been hungry all day, and its nose is filled with the alluring aroma of this food, and it can no longer stand it.
After eating about a third of it, it raised its head again and licked the food crumbs from the corners of its mouth and the fur on its neck.
Not eating... She wanted to take this delicious food back to her mother to try.
It hooked the lid of the can with its front paws and closed it. Although it didn't fit perfectly, it just rolled it up with its fluffy tail. I'm so smart.
It judged its location and left quickly with brisk steps.
Zoroa walked through the trees, crossed the stream, and crossed the boulders, facing the moonlight like water, and ran towards the direction of home in his memory.
But Zoroa can smell the aroma of fairy food, and so can other Pokémon.
For example, the dark crows that appear at night and like to rob other people's food in groups...
"Gah!"
Soraya trembled and looked up, only to see four dark crows standing on the branches, staring at him coldly.
"Uh...yeah."
Soraya stamped his feet on the spot, his big golden eyes showing a bit of fear, but he held on and did not dare to run away.
I heard from my mother that when you encounter Pokémon like Dark Crow, you must not run away... They form groups because they are weak to bully weaker Pokémon. If you run away, they will only be chased and bullied. a few days.
Therefore, it exposed its sharp teeth and let out a milky, threatening sound from its throat. Even the fur like a scarf began to flicker gently, with a faint blue halo, trying to transform into its mother. His appearance scared away these dark crows.
It's a pity that it failed...it hasn't mastered 'transformation' yet.
Among the four Murk Crows, the one who was obviously the leader sneered disdainfully. He couldn't understand what was going on with Zoroa, a Pokémon group that always let some weak children out to wander alone.
Originally, it was too lazy to bully such a weak Zoroa, but who could smell a scent that it had never seen before... There must be delicious food on it!
The Dark Crow extended its wings, raised its head to the sky and sang, then suddenly lowered its gaze and looked at Zoroa coldly.
"Ugh!"
Soraya immediately became furious, but he could not hide the fear in his eyes.
The Dark Crow leader no longer threatened, but lowered its wings, then pressed its paws slightly, and swooped towards Zoroa like an arrow from the string.
With the speed of this dark crow, Zoroa couldn't react in time at all. It could only use its tail to protect the can more tightly, trying to push through.
Right now.
call out!
A stone sliced through the air, causing a harsh sound, and it hit the Dark Crow head first and last.
"Gah?" The Dark Crow leader was slightly startled, completely unaware of where the stone came from.
boom!
Some of the dark feathers fell, and the Dark Crow's head was hit so hard that it was a little dizzy. When it came to its senses, it saw an upright creature standing up to attack it.
Um? Humanity! ! !
I heard the crow leader in the previous tribe said, if you are bullied by any Pokémon, come back to me, and I can lead the tribe to help you get back on your feet, but if you offend a human... then swallow your breath. , don’t even mention it... Human beings are cunning and cunning, and they are extremely vindictive. No one wants to go back to look for food, and their home is burned down.
I also heard that a Pokémon provoked a human before. Although he won the battle, the human summoned a large group of people in the middle of the night and burned the forest... My crow, the fire spread half way through the forest. For more than a month, countless Pokémon lost their homes and perished in the flames. If it hadn't been for a heavy rain, there would have been even more casualties...
Humans have lost their forests, and they still have fields and towns, but if Pokémon lose their forests, they have nothing...
The revenge of human beings is truly endless.
And he doesn't care about whether it's innocent or not. He will beat up a Pokémon when he sees one. If he can't beat him, he will use despicable means to attack the Pokémon's weak points, burn down the house, snatch cubs, drive wolves and eat tigers... ...The Dark Crow Chief does not want his unborn little Crow to be stolen and stewed by humans.
Therefore, the moment he saw this human being, the Dark Crow Chief made a decision.
Run! ! !
"Gah!" It called to the other three dark crows, flapped its wings, and flew away in the distance, escaping in a hurry.
Xu Qiansu looked at the four dark crows fleeing away, dropped the stones in his hands, and frowned slightly.
Dark Crow...is he so afraid of people?
But he could roughly guess the reason.
He lowered his eyes and looked at Zoroa, who was holding his little head in his two front paws, his tail wrapped tightly in the elf food and tucked under his buttocks, silently.
Here... is Xicui.
The Sinnoh region thousands of years ago.
A time when humans and Pokémon were hostile to each other, but began to understand each other.
————Pokémon Research Notes————————
"Zoroark, the rumored incarnation of resentment, is feared by countless humans and Pokémon."
"Although Zoroark in the Washui region looks very unconventional, his degraded Zoroa is quite cute."
"But maybe I have a Shining Talisman? I always meet some Pokémon of different colors."
"Huh? That doesn't seem right. I've only met one different-colored Pokémon in Kirulian, the Poker and the Vulpix... There's another reason."
……………………
Entering the main plot of this volume.
Drawing on the experience of the first two volumes, I must make the Canghua chapter more reasonable than Yinfeng, and more tear-jerking than Cuixue!
(End of chapter)
