Pokemon’s Fifth Elite

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Not all amateur players, hobby players are incompetent, inexperienced, and not all professional players have professional ethics. You still have to use a dialectical method to see people and things, not one-sided.

Luther told himself this in his heart, because Betty’s actions and sayings made him a little disgusted with the word “professional”.

Fortunately, Miya didn’t seem to be affected too much. Judging from the speed at which Luther’s grilled meat skewers disappeared, if Miya didn’t turn grief into appetite, then he really liked his craft.

“You only eat meat skewers with paprika, try this, more cumin, more pepper, and garlic powder, coated with honey, I will tell you, praise!”

After listening to Luther’s words, Miya ate a bunch of skewers, and then the speed became faster.

Because Roasted meat is a tedious job, Luther brought a helper.

Chansey’s short hand grasped 2 skewers, and Luther served smoke to other Pokemons.

Although I have fed Pokemon food before, it is not a problem to watch them drooling now.

After each Pokemon can eat a bunch, Luther sits in his seat and eats his share.

Miya has been in a daze after eating. Luther knew that Miya was struggling with the afternoon.

“One more string?”

Miya looked at the meat skewers that Luther handed over. He wanted to refuse, but after thinking about it, he accepted it.

After a while, Miya said softly: “I was in poor health when I was a child. I got the Pokédex quota very early, but because of my health, I was always held at home. For a long time, I played alone at home.”

“When I get bored with all kinds of games, my father will buy me different toys. I can see that he cares about me, but he is too busy. I only see him twice a day. I get up in the morning. He said good morning to me, and then when I finished breakfast, he had already left home. Another time I was sitting in bed every night waiting for him to come and say goodnight to me.”

Luther slowed down eating the skewers, and raised his head to look at Miya who was a little confused.

“At that time, I always had a cold and a fever. I didn’t stop, as if I was caught in bad luck. My father took me to the doctor. After I was cured, I would have a cold and fever again soon…”

Miya smiled bitterly and took a bite of meat: “I don’t know what games other children play. I saw other people play hide-and-seek on TV. Then I let my family play with me. As a result, I win every time. I just want to I can win.”

“It’s boring, really boring. I’m not a fool, I hope they can play with me, not to make me happy in a different way.”

“At that time, there was no Pokemon in my house. My father thought that Pokemon might make my condition worse. All Pokemon was driven away. Originally, there were a lot of Butterfree and Masquerain near my house. Bellossom was also helping to take care of the courtyard. My dad With an order, they were gone.”

“For this I lost my temper, but my father was very tough. He explained to me that he was for my good. But what I care about is whether he treats me well? I hope someone will accompany me!”

“Do you know who my first Pokemon was?”

Luther thought for a moment: “Eevee?”

Miya smiled: “I know you guessed it wrong, it’s Corsola, she flew to our house.”

fly?

Wait a minute, the super class is super class. Even if Groudon can fly any day, Luther thinks it is acceptable. After all, it’s mythical beast.

How does Corsola fly? Catapult start?

“It’s really flying.” Miya recalled something and smiled happily. “Although I can’t leave the house, I can go to the courtyard to play. I don’t allow my family to follow me. I just squatted down alone. Looking at the distance in a daze on the Pokemon meadow.”

“Then I suddenly made a bang on a straw pile not far away. When I looked up towards the sky, a Fearow that seemed injured hurriedly flew away. I ran to the straw pile and found one. Pokemon eggs!”

“Because of my family’s presence, I couldn’t get the Pokemon Eggs back to my room, so I hid the Pokemon Eggs in a warehouse near my pasture, and set an alarm clock. When everyone was asleep, I moved the eggs back. My own room. You don’t know. At that time I was weak and small. Corsola’s eggs were half the size of mine. I was so busy until dawn that I put the eggs in my closet.”

Luther imagined a young version of Miya holding an egg and moving step by step to his room like Thief at night. After laughing, he felt a little sour.

Miya saw Luther smile and smiled happily herself.

“No Rest, the price of running out in the middle of the night was that I was ill again, a very serious one, I was drowsy, and when I woke up I found myself in the hospital. My first reaction was, how many days did I sleep? , I have to go home, the Pokemon egg is hidden in the closet. It is covered by clothes and no one takes care of it. Something may happen.”

“I was so stubborn and scary. This time, my father couldn’t persuade me, so I got out of the hospital and invited a doctor to take care of me.”

“After I got home, I opened the doctor and opened the closet. I found that the egg was still in the pile of clothes, and I could feel the obvious temperature. Although I have never hatched Pokemon, I still feel that Pokemon is in good condition.”

“I took medicine on time every day, followed the doctor’s advice to train, and I became a good baby. Then through these good performances he asked him to feed Pokemon books. They stipulated that Rest was required after 10 o’clock in the evening, and I went black. , Wait for them to finish checking the room and look in the bed with a flashlight.”

“For more than 2 months, I went from being ignorant to being able to simply practice the knowledge in the book, and Corsola was also incubated at that time.”

Corsola heard Miya talking about herself, and jumped to Miya’s feet. Miya reached out and touched her head and continued.

“This guy is the kind of perfect hatch, not only lively, but also energetic. After she recognized me as a friend, she wandered around in The Bedroom every day. Once, because she was too noisy, she was almost spotted by the doctor who came to the rounds. “

Corsola bounced around, seeming to protest that Miya was discrediting herself.

“Who insisted on having supper after the dark light, begging me to steal it from the kitchen? Who stole the afternoon tea cake and got me misunderstood and taught me the doctor for a long time? Who uses Water Gun? Wet my quilt and let me be considered bedwetting.”

Miya poked Corsola with her finger: “It’s you, it’s you, or you.”

Corsola turned around unconvincingly, and pushed Eevee, who was listening to the story, to Miya.

Miya was taken aback, a nostalgic expression appeared on his face.

“Yes, you are not all tricks. If you hadn’t taken me out to play by the river, I wouldn’t have met Eevee, who didn’t know how to swim at the time and almost drowned.”