elven searcher

"According to the rules, 300 elf coins belong to me. Net"

An arrogant young man stared at a group of little devils snorting with snot and bubbles with an expression full of contempt. The surrounding area was in a mess, with craters on the dilapidated mounds, and inside lay the charred little elves who had been electrocuted. .

At first glance, each of these elves was panting heavily, and it didn't take long for them to regain their energy.

When the elves saw the green-furred canine elf with snarling teeth, they all looked frightened.

"I was too careless. I thought I had the strength to challenge you. I am willing to admit defeat."

The boy on the other side, wearing shorts and a crew cut with a round face, angrily took out a glass jar from the bamboo basket behind him.

Kazuji Funakoshi, an older boy who usually didn't talk much and was not easy to get along with, saw the boy taking out the glass jar so clumsily and was quite suspicious of what he did.

Unexpectedly, the boy in shorts smashed the glass tube, carefully picked apart the broken glass shards, and found a few crumpled banknotes inside.

"300 is round, you count."

After taking the 300 yuan, Funakoshi crumpled it all into a ball and stuffed it into his trouser pocket without thinking about it. The corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, "You have made no progress after so many times. I gave you the money because you are diligent. Don't worry, this battle will only be... This last time, you won’t have a chance to meet me anyway.”

Speaking of the people who fought with these children, it was said that their family lived on the mountain at the head of the village. Funakoshi had no father or mother since he was a child, and the villagers did not want to interact with him.

No one wants to be friends with Funakoshi until he is 10 years old, and he has not even received formal education. But who would have thought that this kid was so lucky that when an outsider went to the mountains to play, he happened to meet a middle-aged man, and they met. Although they are very different in age, they both like each other very much, and they have become friends and teachers.

Until the age of 12, one day two years later, the teacher who was deeply concerned by Funakoshi left the mountain village.

From that day on, Funakoshi yearned for the life outside the village. Every night, when he was sleeping alone on the bed, he couldn't help but think of the outside world that his teacher once talked about.

The outside world is a melting pot that can bring people of all kinds of personalities together. This melting pot is generally called society in society.

When it comes to preschool education, Funakoshi is a black man in the mountain village. He is not qualified to study.

Funakoshi knew that this bit of knowledge would not help him gain a foothold in society, and apart from his declining life experience, he had nothing else to lose.

"The last time? What are you talking about? If you beat me, you want to leave, but that won't work. You have to let me beat you at least once."

When the short-short-haired boy heard this, his face turned pale blue, and he looked directly at Funakoshi, who was a head taller than him, with a pair of resentful eyes.

Funakoshi got tired of staring, and snorted coldly: "You first become the number one here, dominate a village without me, and then go to the outside to find me. I will be waiting for you to challenge me at any time."

Before mentioning the colorful world outside, Funakoshi had already been saving money silently. The mountain outsider applied for an elf bank card for him. Every time he earned money, he had to go over the mountain to the bank in the town to deposit.

Over the years, I have won a lot of money by playing elf competition with my children, and I have saved some money with the belief that I will win every battle.

When Funakoshi first followed his teacher to the outside of the town, he already knew the economic conditions of the outside world.

He has earned at least 5 Elf Coins from competitive sports over the years. At least today, he won 300 Elf Coins in a competition with the village tyrant and the only short-sleeved brat with a color TV in his family, and his total wealth has accumulated to 4000 Elf Coins.

In the eyes of his peers in the village, he is a standard wealthy person. He eats lollipops and can lick the candy wrapper arrogantly on weekdays. net

Funakoshi knew that in the outside world, his 4000 elf coins were nothing.

"You want to go out?"

The kids in the village didn't understand, and Funakoshi said it was not their fault, because they were destined to be poor in their lives from birth.

The gap between the rich and the poor in the elf world is very obvious. If you don't have the determination to fight for it even if you die, you will be ignored by the villagers all these years. Besides, leaving here is also for the sake of future life. It is impossible for people to live forever. Suffering from poverty, besides, he is still a man.

"Yes, I am going to the outside world, and I will leave tonight, so you should work hard."

Funakoshi glanced at the short-short-headed boy. Lying at the short-short-headed boy's feet was a red and white spiny-tailed insect born with poisonous horns.

"Does what you say still count?"

"Of course, you have to win everyone first, and then you can find me."

"Then before I beat you, I can't lose to anyone else. You can promise it."

"Akutagawa, this is not your concern, just worry about it."

The two of them were chatting, and suddenly, the voices of the adults in the village came from afar. Their impatience and impatient tone made them somewhat uncomfortable.

So Funakoshi would avoid the villagers when he heard them talking loudly. He had done this often since he was conscious. He didn't know what they had offended since he was a child, and they had treated him like this since he was born.

Exclusion will not kill people, and swearing will not kill them. You'd better remember this.

His heart was bleeding, but on the surface he maintained a calm and calm attitude. His long-term non-resistance made Shan Ren arrogant and domineering.

Anyway, it's all over. Turning this page, he will have a better life to face.

"I'm leaving, you guys are fine."

After leaving a few words, Funakoshi turned around and left. After a green-shaped thunder beast carefully stared at the boy in front of him, Funakoshi followed Funakoshi.

Funakoshi is now 15 years old, which is already past the age required to be an elf trainer. Basically, a 10-year-old child can get the title of trainer if the legal guardian submits the materials.

Funakoshi was at a disadvantage because he had no extra money to hand in the materials. Each piece of material was insured by the association and could be submitted within a month. After passing the submission review, he had to pay a fee of 10 Elf Coins.

At first, the teacher planned to help him pay the fee, but he suffered from insufficient money to pay. In the end, Funakoshi was cruelly blocked by reality at the threshold of becoming an elf trainer.

This is the cruelty of reality, ruthlessly destroying a child's enthusiasm for elves.

Until the teacher left him, he only left a letter, telling him to open the envelope when he was still worried about realizing his dream in the future, and the trouble would be solved automatically.

After that, the letter was stuffed directly into the glass jar and sealed with dust.

"Okay, I'll go pack my things, and you can eat, Thunder Beast."

After returning home, he had already started to pack his luggage. Leaving here was the top priority. He simply packed up the worn clothes and stuffed them into his backpack. At the same time, he put on a second-hand full-length suit that he had been saving money for for a long time but was not willing to replace. A beige hooded coat, lined with a gray shirt, fat washed blue jeans underneath, and a pair of gray and black German imitation shoes.

The most valuable thing about the whole body is this outfit. If you want to become a real trainer, you probably shouldn't let outsiders see your cowardly thoughts. After all, the most expensive profession in the world is that of a trainer, and poverty is a major taboo in the trainer profession.

Having no money makes it difficult to move forward. Maybe this is the situation the teacher was in when he wanted to introduce himself to the trainer's door.

There was a slight sound of chewing in the hall. The Thundermon was very hungry that day. Funakoshi packed up his travel backpack and saw that the Thundermon devoured the food on the plate, with its entire face pressed horizontally against the plate.

As mentioned earlier, ordinary people get their first elf when they are 10 years old. What’s more, they are favored by elves at the age of 7 or 8. They lack a real identity, but they are separated from partners and comrades. With their identities as partners and partners, Funakoshi also took great care of Thundermon. Thinking back to the time when Thundermon met him, Funakoshi realized that this elf was the elf given to him by God. Even the encounters he encountered with people were so similar to his own. Roll your eyes.

Of course, Funakoshi also knew that a thunder beast living in such a mountainous area was very unusual in terms of actual conditions, and there must be a hidden secret.

The difference between humans and elves is that humans can communicate, while elves can only moan. Most elves understand human language, but humans do not understand Elvish.

The Thunder Beast was found in the mud at the banker's house at the foot of the mountain. His face looked the same at that time as it did now. It hungrily buried its head in the ground to dig for sweet potatoes.

The hateful old woman thought she had encountered a gopher that was destroying crops, so she crushed it with a stick. The beast's head was beaten to a bloody pulp. When it was discovered, the beast had already collapsed in the mud, dying. Funakoshi saw all this and used weeds to treat its injuries.

Funue was only six years old at that time, and after living together for many years, their tacit understanding was unmatched.

Those young men were defeated unjustly due to the close cooperation between him and the Thunder Beast.

For those children who have acquired elves for less than a year, and some of them have acquired elves for less than a month, it is normal for their actual combat ability to be inferior to that of the Thunder Beast.

Returning to the home in the mountains from the village, there is a simple wooden house.

Funakoshi waited for the thunder beast to finish eating, and then started to pack his luggage.

When everything was ready, Funakoshi put on his hiking backpack and walked out of the house, walking along the gravel road out of the village.