Pokémon Invasion Marvel

"Ah, Emerson, are you all right?"

Seeing Emerson like this, Felicia immediately stopped and asked with a worried expression.

"Felicia, let's settle the elf eggs first."

Seeing the silly apprentice being cheated like this, Wilson couldn't stand it anymore, and took the elf egg as an excuse to forcefully pull her away.

"Hey, Emerson, I'll come and see you!"

Seeing that she couldn't break free, Felicia immediately reassured Emerson who was injured by him.

"You are teasing Felicia again, be careful that this girl falls in love with you."

Aning held the elf egg in one hand, and lightly patted Emerson on the shoulder with the other hand, jokingly said with a half-smile.

Emerson really didn't expect that Aning would still be jealous, and it was a little girl's jealousy!

However, his strong sense of survival made him make the right choice.

"She's just a child, how can she know these things?"

Emerson was talking nonsense in a serious manner. People who didn't know the truth would think he was really talking about a child.

Little did they know, the child he was talking about was already a big girl.

"Do you know what kind of spirit is inside this egg of mine?"

Aning gave him a blank look and let him go.

However, she, who was already leaning on Emerson's chest, pointed to the elf egg in her arms and asked.

"I really don't know, not even my own."

Emerson shook his head with a wry smile, and then an elf egg appeared in his hand.

"Hey, what did you get?"

Aning became curious. You must know that after she came back, she had already lived with Emerson, who had shown her relationship.

The two of them were almost inseparable for the past two days, and she didn't notice the appearance of this egg.

"Kari has reached his highest form, so I can start breeding new spirits."

Emerson didn't explain to her when the elf eggs appeared, but just said why he had a new elf egg.

"Didn't you say the hunt has just begun?"

Anin asked puzzled.

"That refers to Kari's strength, but his form has reached the final form of the race."

"oh, I see."

Aning understood what he meant, and turned to look forward to his own elf egg.

She is looking forward to what kind of elf she will get.

"Okay, now you should prepare a suitable environment for your elf eggs, and it's time for me to hatch my elves."

Emerson kissed Aning's forehead lightly, and then whispered in her ear.

"Can't we be together?"

The two had just been together, and Aning didn't want to be separated from him.

"My elf needs a special environment, and there may not be places with sufficient water sources around.

You don't want your pokemon eggs to lose sight of you the first time they hatch, do you? "

Emerson understood her intentions, but persuaded her anyway.

They are currently only gaining a foothold in the world, and it is not yet time to rest.

Aning doesn't understand this truth, but he understands it!

Aning's water-type elf eggs require an easy-to-find environment, and a large enough river can meet her needs.

And Emerson's new partner is not so satisfying.

Chapter 49 Ghost Department

Emerson settled down with Aning first, and helped her find a quiet and suitable place before leaving to hatch her second elf.

As for Wilson and Felicia's elf eggs, he has already told them all the precautions, and the rest will depend on Wilson.

The identities are different, there is no such kind of personal guidance from Aning.

After taking care of everything, Emerson came to the largest slaughterhouse in New York alone.

Slaughterhouses are generally involved with underground forces. On the premise that Wilson had already said hello, Emerson enjoyed VIP-level treatment.

"plz follow me."

Old Jack, the person in charge of the slaughterhouse, dressed as a western cowboy, has a healthy body, stronger than many young people.

Emerson nodded and followed him to a clean room without saying anything.

In the environment of the slaughterhouse, it is really not easy to have such a clean room.

In this era when smartphones are not popular, there is no shadow of a fully mechanized slaughterhouse.

The slaughterhouse Emerson came to basically relies on manpower.

Blood stains and peculiar smells can be said to fill the entire workshop.

"If you need anything, just ask."

Old Jack is obviously not a person who often flatters others, his face is stiff, which shows his inner discomfort.

"Okay, trouble."

Emerson agreed and let him go about his own business. If he continued to stay like this, the two of them would be very awkward.

Emerson clearly heard that after the old Jack went out, he let out a big breath.

A smile appeared involuntarily, Emerson shook his head, and ignored the old cowboy.

Turning around and looking at his room, Emerson noticed some small details.

All kinds of traces in the room are proving that this room was cleaned up temporarily.

Although the room was clean, some details still did not escape Emerson's eyes.

Traces of items placed on the ground, as well as brand new items.

All proved Emerson's judgment.

"Well, no need to infer."

Emerson picked up the tag next to the mattress and gave a wry smile.

The price tag has not been removed, is this intended to be reimbursed by yourself?

Tucking the tag under the mattress, Emerson sat on it.

Stretching out his hand to call out the hunting poke ball, Emerson pointed the poke ball at the table, and a pokemon egg appeared on it along with the beam of light.

It was Emerson's second elf egg!

"You can't come out here!"

Without bothering to look at the elf egg, Emerson quickly pressed the elf ball in his hand.

It turned out that Kari saw him summoning the poke ball, thinking he was about to let him out, and was planning to get out of the poke ball.

Emerson didn't dare to let him come out now, otherwise, the building would be crushed and collapsed.

You must know that the body shape of the hunting is not the same as before.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly and stopped Hunting in time.

"Roar!"

However, it was obvious that Hunt was in a bad mood when he was suddenly stopped.

The questioning roar echoed through the poke ball throughout the room.

"Don't you know how old you are?"

Emerson wouldn't let him get used to this problem, and immediately scolded him.

After hearing Emerson's words, the hunter in the poke ball turned his head to look at his body, and silently fell back into the water.

He who has just evolved, obviously hasn't adapted yet, and often forgets his new body shape.

"Okay, just stay here and watch, don't even think about coming out."

After all, Emerson relented, and instead of taking back the Poké Ball, he put it on a corner of the table, so that the hunter could see a little bit of the outside world through the window.

"Roar!"

Same sound, different meaning.

The hunting cry was full of joy, obviously it was very satisfying.

"He is really a child who is easy to satisfy. I hope you will be so happy when you go to special training."

Emerson, who got the response, thought secretly in his heart.

After solving the hunting problem, Emerson turned his attention to his elf egg.

With the special connection with the elf egg, Emerson can clearly see it.

Wisps of blood-red smoke are converging from all directions to the side of the elf egg, and then seeping in from the eggshell.

Seeing this scene, Emerson felt at ease.

The environment of the slaughterhouse is really suitable.

In fact, it was not Emerson's decision to come to the slaughterhouse.

What he felt from inside the elf egg was the coldness and dead silence.

At that moment, he knew that his second elf was a ghost elf.

Originally, he wanted to find a relatively large cemetery to incubate his ghost elves.

However, Arceus stopped him and told him to find a slaughterhouse.

The slaughterhouse was Emerson's idea, and Arceus' original intention was to let him slaughter it himself, and the target was human beings who are the elders of all spirits.

However, Emerson rejected his offer.

Although he is not a good person, he has his own bottom line.

Let him slaughter the same kind for no reason, just so that the elf eggs can hatch better.

He still can't do this kind of thing.

Finally, Emerson came up with the idea of ​​the slaughterhouse.

Fortunately, his guess was correct, and the slaughterhouse can also play a role in elf eggs.

Just when the people who got the elf eggs started to hatch their own elf eggs.

A playboy with countless net worth was staring at the old business card in his hand in a daze.

If it was in the past, Tony wouldn't even take a look at this kind of thing.

But today is different, if Emerson hadn't lied to him, this business card might be a stepping stone to the extraordinary world!

"Damon, what changes do you think he will make?"

Tony looked at the business card again, then turned to ask Damon beside him.

"..."

Dimon, now upgraded to Tony's No. [-] bodyguard, didn't know how to answer for a while.

As one of the parties involved, he also knew the origin of this business card.

But if you ask him to tell you how to kill someone, he will understand.

He really doesn't know anything about this kind of mysterious incident.

Fortunately, Tony didn't expect Dimon to answer either.

He took another deep look at the business card and put it on a tray beside him.