Pokemon’s Fifth Elite

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It is quite undesirable to carry personal emotions at work, especially in service-oriented professions.

It can be seen that Betty restrained herself very much. Seeing that she did not send her emotions to Baby Pokemon, she vented her anger with Luther, and Luther just chose to give in.

However, Luther felt a little unreasonable when she took Miya incidentally. He could hear that the conflict between her and Miya lies in the “professional” and “hobby”.

Luther feels that this is actually difficult to judge right from wrong. Breeder is an industry that requires a lot of energy and love, and also values ​​technology and experience. Formal academics look down on hobbyers who have no diplomas and certifications in practice. They may appear in any industry. The key point still depends on whether the hobbyists are experienced.

If you insist on saying this, Betty’s behavior can be understood as caring for Pokemon babies, fearing that they will have problems due to improper feeding. The starting point is good.

But working with Miya for so long is impossible and still not clear about Miya’s work ability. If there is no such ability, why should Miya apply for the job?

When Luther decided to say something, Miya probed in and hugged Corsola. She was shocked. Her eyes swept back and forth between Luther and Betty. She keenly noticed that there was a medicinal smell between these two people.

Miya very clear about what Luther’s current actions mean. Every time Luther is a little angry, he will try not to look at people. He is afraid of being hooked out by other people’s expressions. Once he is angry, he will become very cold and mean.

Luther lowered his head to feed Marill and Ralts oranges to each minding their own business. He heard Miya calming Corsola beside him, took a breath and calmed down.

“Can you show me a tour of your Day Care?”

Luther wanted to leave Betty as soon as possible. According to Betty’s life-and-death character to distinguish right from wrong, sooner or later he would be forced to stand in line on the question of whether he is better professional or better hobby.

And Luther thought it was too stupid.

Leaving the lounge and passing through Day Care’s hatching area, Miya took a bunch of small keys and opened the one he was responsible for.

This is a room about ten square meters. The Ground is covered with a thin red blanket. On the blanket are some small toys. There are also some building blocks and a small seesaw.

The first impression of Pokemon after hatching is actually very important. Compared with a cold house and a crowd of people watching, Miya feels a quiet environment with a relatively soft tone will make these children have a dim peace of mind about this World sense.

There are only 2 Pokemon eggs in the room, and there was a Corsola before.

The remaining eggshells after Corsola Shell Smash are still in the corner of the room.

“Some owners have hobby collections. They think that keeping the eggshells of Pokemon after hatching is a very memorable thing, so we cleaned the eggshells and put them in the room until they came back to receive the Pokemon and asked if they wanted Take it away.”

Miya explained, took the brown eggshell and put it in Luther’s hand.

The thickness of Corsola’s eggshell is about half a finger. As for the hardness, Luther didn’t dare to try hard, after all, I heard Miya said that the owner of Corsola might take it away.

Because of the hot weather, Day Care’s non-incubation areas are all air-conditioned, so the incubation area is relatively open for heating and temperature control.

It’s no wonder that Miya was sweating just now. It’s not too uncomfortable to check the Pokemon eggs and record the data in the boring weather.

A Pokemon egg with a warm yellow pattern and a Pokemon egg with a shallow black pattern were wrapped in a blanket and stood in the middle of the room. Miya hit a basin of water from the outside, and then quickly closed the door.

Luther stood by the door, enjoying the air-conditioning that came in when the door opened, and happily “Ah” came out with the Pokemon.

Miya moistened the towel with water, and then carefully wiped the Pokemon egg.

“What are you doing?” Luther was puzzled.

“Oh, the room temperature has been set. Normal said that this temperature is the most suitable temperature for Pokemon egg incubation, but considering that the heating cannot be turned off and the room is too dry, I have to give them some water from time to time.”

It sounds cumbersome…

After wiping, Miya took the water basin out again and put it outside the door, waiting to be used next time before bringing it in.

Luther noticed that Slowbro had been slowly circling the 2 Pokemon eggs, shaking and swinging, jumping up every time he walked, stomping Stomping Tantrum, making the sound of neither too big nor too small, the posture was very funny, and Usually he is completely different.

“Slowbro’s walking posture, it reserves a beating…”

When Luther saw Slowbro’s posture, he thought of the famous expression, “Last time I walked like this, I was beaten 7 times in one night.”

Miya wiped off his sweat, raised his head, took out an orange from the bag and peeled it to Slowbro. Watching him open his mouth blankly, Miya laughed and explained, “In fact, this is a way I don’t know if it works.”

“I always thought that Pokemon babies who were placed in Day Care and were not accompanied by Pokemon during their incubation were very lonely.”

Luther dumbfounded.

“Speak out, don’t laugh at me.” Miya saw the expression on Luther’s face, and then said, “Imagine that when you first became conscious, it was pitch black for 4 weeks and there was no sound. You started to want to get rid of the things that bound you. , It turns out that 4 weeks is very hard, everything you do is in vain.”

“Such attempts will continue for a long time, but their power is too small, so small that we can’t even notice them, and every Shell Smash action initiated by their stockpile amount is often due to the absence of the person raising him. I was ignored by my side.”

“There is a statistical data in academia. About 80% of Pokemon eggs hatched successfully, and 20% are dead eggs. They are not qualified to see this World and end their life very quietly in the eggshell.”

The topic is unexpectedly heavy, and I think about it. How could the incubation success rate be 100%? Compared to the huge number of Pokemon in this World, 20% dead eggs is actually a very scary figure.

“There must be someone to accompany them. Although academics say that the Pokemon baby still in the eggshell is actually very Normal and it is difficult to hear outside voices, but 10000 one…”

“As soon as 10000 hears one, he will always gain some courage, and he will always know that someone is with him. After the hardest period of time, until the end, he can listen to the outside voice and see this World with his own eyes. In that moment.”

Can you kill Pokemon’s loneliness?

Luther was silent for a while, handed the Pokemon egg in his hand to Chansey cautiously to hold it, and then clapped his hands. He felt that the only way he could be worthy of Miya’s contribution.

Everyone’s feeding methods are different, each has its own advantages and disadvantages. Except for the traditional data, the rest is their own experience. Through a lot of practice, they will eventually form a new Sect and knowledge.

Luther didn’t know whether the Breeder circle would find Miya’s actions ridiculous, but Luther didn’t find it ridiculous. It was the awe and love of life. If you can laugh out of it, you might not be qualified to be Breeder.

Seeing Luther vigorously Encore, Miya blushed, pretending to get some drinks for Luther and Pokemon, put the papers aside, and walked out of the room.

Luther squatted next to the two Pokemon eggs and compared them back and forth with his own Pokemon eggs.

Luther reached out and touched the Pokemon egg on the shallow Black shell. He found that the texture of the Pokemon egg had an ink painting feel, which was very attractive, which made him feel a little uncontrollable.

“Click …”

Luther was stunned.

The place Luther stroked, cracked…