Pokemon’s Fifth Elite

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It’s not simple to figure it out, two people take turns.

Anyway, we are all dissatisfied with this rule, it is better to use the rule to do something together.

At first, Luther was worried that his body could not stand it. He planned to toss once every 3 to 5 times. At this moment, he had a new idea.

His proposal was approved by Morgan. He directed his Mimikyu to contact the nearby Wild Pokemon, and learned Luther’s way to draw in some willing to help, and prepare for him when he was not in the camp.

That being the case, Morgan didn’t sleep anymore, and simply stayed up until dawn, and then slept until dark, and it was him tonight.

Luther, who had agreed with Morgan, returned to the camp, and after inquiring about Aggron and Wild Pokemon, he went around the forest area personally, and after confirming that there was nothing wrong, elated had a good night’s sleep.

It was close to noon when he woke up again. After a whole night of tossing, Luther of stomach rumbling with hunger had just finished his lunch. Azumarill suddenly pointed to a tree not far in front and pulled his hand vigorously.

“Didn’t I feed you food? This is not on the island, so you can save some food…” Luther subconsciously thought that Azumarill would like to add another meal.

Then I thought about it and found it was wrong.

Because Azumarill had already taken a step forward and ran forward.

Azumarill’s ears kept shaking, and followed the sound to a big tree with lush branches.

Luther follow closely from behind, following Azumarill’s line of sight…

Looking at it from the front, a ball of sky is blue, the fleshy irregular spheres are looking at Luther and Azumarill curiously with small eyes.

The cotton-like wings contracted, like white fluffy balls.

The two dull hairs on the head were trembling slightly because of the constant movement of the body.

Although it has long known that the Swablu and Altaria villages in the Valley in front of his forest area are active, and they often come to the nearby forest area for activities, this is the first time Luther has met.

Probably because the forest area is well protected, Swablu is not afraid of people, but flies down in front of Luther.

It’s just that when I flap my wings, my posture is a bit unnatural.

Swablu stuck directly to Azumarill, rubbing his head against Azumarill’s belly.

In the color of the body, the two Pokemon are very similar, so he has a very good impression of the large Swablu in front of him, but this makes Azumarill a little not knowing what to do.

While Swablu was intimacy with Azumarill, Luther checked it carefully and found that Swablu did not have anything like a sensor.

“This one doesn’t seem to come out of the group observed by Celadon University.” Luther concluded.

I thought that Celadon University wrapped all Swablu in circles and used them for observation and research.

This made Luther’s mind alive.

For nothing else, Swablu can’t fly with him, but Altaria can!

Because Azumarill’s body was very cool to the touch, Swablu now simply spread its wings and hugged Azumarill’s belly without letting go.

It feels like… I suddenly found a cooling air conditioner in the wild in the scorching sun.

Azumarill seems to be wrapped around a belt. If the card slot can be inserted again, Transform will show you the next second.

Wait…

Luther was just thinking about it, but suddenly felt that it seemed to be a good idea.

This World has a lot of Pokemon creations and a lot of fantasy creations…

It seems that no one has proposed a plan similar to the card face to fight.

“Looks like a mess?” Luther touched the chin, always feeling that he had found a new way to make money.

When Luther was thinking dreamily, Swablu held the “air conditioner” he had found and still didn’t let go, his trainer didn’t speak, and Azumarill couldn’t do anything with Swablu, so she had to keep her hanging.

came back to his senses, Luther smiled and said: “Go, let’s go back to the camp first.”

Azumarill had followed Luther for a long time, and immediately knew what Luther wanted to do. Shyly, he abducted Swablu back to his camp.

Wigglytuff and Darkrai thought that Azumarill had been parasitized, and came up to observe them curiously.

Swablu, who has been holding Azumarill’s belly without letting go, seems to have insufficient strength and “snap” and slid down, flapping his left wing continuously, seeming a little depressed.

Luther took the opportunity to try to pick him up, but Swablu didn’t resist, letting Luther fiddle.

In fact, Luther still wants to confirm whether there is a sensor. After all, this is a researcher’s paradise. A bunch of observing subjects are active. If Luther catches their baby, he may decide what will happen later.

Looking at the fluffy cotton on his wings hesitantly, Luther stretched out his hand and squeezed it with very light force.

A bean-sized object was felt by Luther from the cotton on his left wing. He was about to poke the cotton aside to find out. Swablu suddenly jumped up anxiously, slapped Luther’s face, and stepped on Luther’s head. , Flapped his wings in a somewhat unbalanced posture, and flew into the sky.

It happened suddenly. Swablu, who was very clingy and talkative, turned his face.

The flying silhouette made Luther sighed, feeling like he was hated.

As long as he confirms that the bean-sized thing is not a sensor, he will lose the ball decisively, and maybe he can own an Altaria before Silver can fly.

“Pity…”

Silver, who had been chasing a ladybug for a long time, had just returned to the camp, followed by Furrret like a bodyguard.

Furrret has tasted the sweetness since the first night, and now he is haunting Luther’s tent every day, waiting for Wigglytuff to give himself rations and arrange his own work.

Taking some food part-time, and picking up a little on the road, the speed of collecting food in winter is greatly accelerated.

Seeing Luther’s face depressed, Silver also bit a Berry and stuffed it to Luther’s mouth, motioning to eat some.

Luther smiled and took the Berry, took advantage of Silver’s mouth to put it in her mouth, and then held it down.

“You should eat it.”

Mocking Silver is also a blind regulator in such a boring forest life.

Luther gradually understood the boring mentality of local forest rangers about the boring daily life.

Therefore, I will look for external stimuli to get some fresh experiences, and then set such a rule for this reason.

It’s just too childish, he really doesn’t like it.

The night was getting deeper, and throughout the day, Luther did not encounter anyone to harass him, and to discuss with him.

The act of picking up camp all the way last night was very shocking, and the nightmare probably also had a good effect. It is estimated that it will take a long time after waking up.

The local rangers were not at all defeated. Many people are planning to organize manpower to fight back against Luther at the same time.

There is only one person in Luther, and he also needs to rest. It is impossible not to rest out every night.

They still have an advantage in number.