Above the mountain of elves

Chapter 639 A Letter from the Messenger Bird
"Gudong Gudong Gudong..."

After Mo Yan drank the whole bowl of soup in one breath, he couldn't help sighing with satisfaction from the warmth from the inside out.

"I can't even imagine a life without Brother George." Mark sighed happily while holding the bowl.

George smiled, picked up the spoons and added another bowl to each of them, "Drink more if you like. It will definitely be colder after climbing the mountain. It is important to replenish your energy."

"Yeah," Mark replied, and couldn't wait to pick up the bowl and continue to chug.

"Cuckoo~"

A bird's call sounded faintly, which was particularly obvious in the silent snow and ice, and everyone couldn't help but look up.

"It's a messenger bird! I didn't expect there to be a messenger bird in the Sinnoh area!" Mark stood up excitedly. The messenger bird is a unique elf in the Johto area, and it is difficult to see it in other places.

"Goo!"

The messenger bird screamed in surprise, its two small hand-like wings waved in a panic, and flew away from the spot in a flash.

But this messenger bird was obviously a bit stupid, and in a hurry, he left the gift bag he was carrying with him.

But at this moment, a gust of cold wind blew gently, and the gift bag flew unsteadily in front of Mark and was grabbed by him.

"Goo!"

The messenger bird turned pale with fright, and the frightened facial expression was completely beyond what an ordinary bird could make.

It swooped down and flew straight towards Mark, pecking at his head violently.

"It hurts, hurts... stop it!" Mark ran away with his head in his arms, but he was still holding on to the gift bag, and the messenger bird couldn't snatch it back.

Tear!

There was a clear and audible tearing sound, and Mark and the messenger bird stopped, and slowly turned their eyes to the gift bag.

"Goo!"

The messenger bird yelled in despair, and then lay straight on the snow, as if accusing Mark.

The bag is in the bird, the bag is dead and the bird is dead!
"Ok?"

Suddenly, Mo Yan let out a little surprise, got up and walked slowly towards a person and a bird, and then picked up... a letter that fell out of the gift bag?

"No wonder its bag is so precious, it turned out to be a messenger." Mark marveled, but didn't notice Mo Yan's frown.

"Eh? Boss, you just opened the letter. It's someone else's stuff. It's not very good," Mark said blankly.

And the messenger bird who was lying on the ground pretending to be dead got up in an instant and flew up again trying to grab the letter in Mo Yan's hand.

"Marina!"

"Cow pull!"

A black shadow flashed past Mo Yan, and the messenger bird who hadn't gotten close was directly knocked into the air, and fell into the snow again, leaving only two little yellow feet exposed and trembling.

"Is there something wrong with this letter?" George keenly sensed something was wrong and asked curiously.

Mo Yan quickly read the envelope in his hand, then handed it directly to George, then turned to look at the messenger bird in the snow.

"Cuckoo!"

Mo Yan grabbed the Messenger Bird by its feet and picked it up. The sudden weightlessness woke it up, and the Messenger Bird began to struggle desperately, but it was useless.

Theoretically, elves like messenger birds are extremely bad at fighting, and without evolution, there are only two skills that can be comprehended only by leveling up, gifts and pecking drills.

But messenger birds are not useless. They are born to use their feathers to make a gift bag, and the gift bag has a huge capacity.

Today, the space backpack widely used by trainers is said to be researched based on gift bags.

Just like its name, the messenger bird has been used as a messenger in ancient times, even if the two places are far apart, it can find its way home.

Today, in the era of increasingly advanced electronic communications, messenger birds are gradually being eliminated, and they are even on the verge of extinction due to their low survival ability in the wild.

But currently, messenger birds are still being used to transmit important information and materials, as far as Mo Yan knows, there are...

"Team Rocket!"

Mark tilted his head and stared at the envelope in George's hand, glanced at it casually, and couldn't help but exclaimed.

Yes, Team Rocket!

In the case that the elf remote transmission system is strictly regulated by the alliance, it is a good way to use the messenger bird as a transmission tool.

But this is the Sinnoh area, when did the Rockets stretch their hands so long.

"The Rockets you're talking about is that underground force in the Kanto region?" Zhulan also came over, obviously she didn't know anything about the Rockets.

"From this letter, it seems that a Team Rocket member named Miyamoto came to the Sinnoh area alone to track down the whereabouts of... the magical Pokémon Dream." George quickly read the contents of the envelope and said succinctly.

"It is said that Mengmeng lives in the World Tree. Could it be that the World Tree is in the Shen'ao area?" Zhulan raised her eyebrows and asked, she was very interested in these things.

"Miyamoto, female, one of the Rockets' twin emperors, is the person with the highest status besides the current Rockets leader."

"hiss……"

Mo Yan's abrupt introduction caused Mark to gasp, and even George and Zhulan looked at him in astonishment.

Everyone present had heard about how strong the Rockets were, but they never imagined that just a messenger bird would be able to pull out a big shot.

"Then how strong is this Miyamoto?" Zhulan hesitated, but couldn't help asking.

"I don't know." Mo Yan shook his head, and added after a moment of pondering, "It should be at least a heavenly king trainer."

In the previous life, when Mo Yan went to the Rockets headquarters to "worship the pier", the twin emperors had already become a thing of the past, and the new leader was Sakagi, the king of the earth.

According to the news handed down at the time, Miyamoto mysteriously disappeared during the search for Dream.

And the other of the twin emperors is actually Sakagi's mother, the current leader of the Rockets.

Of course, Mo Yan didn't know exactly when Sakagi took over the Rockets from her mother, maybe it was during this time?

"Then...then shall we still go this way?" Hearing that it was a king-level trainer or an underground force Rocket Team, Mark's questioning was actually not considered cowardly.

Knowing that you can't beat it but still being tough, that's really stupid.

"Although I met the messenger bird by accident, it doesn't mean that Miyamoto himself is nearby. If it is really destined, even a detour will not help."

George said mysteriously, but stared at Mark without blinking.

"Look...look at me! How could I want to meet such an enemy!" Mark yelled guiltily.

Obviously...it was obviously the fish-lipped messenger bird who came to provoke him by himself, and Mark didn't take the initiative!

I'm so wronged (*'へ'*)
"Anyway, let's deal with this messenger bird first." Mo Yan finally said, and the messenger bird in his hand had already foamed at the mouth and stopped struggling.

"How to deal with it? Or... bake it?"

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