Not Everyday Elf

"So, you met my sister"

In the dormitory between the two of them, Ye Ye looked at the fifth letter with a shocked expression on his face.

He had just finished the afternoon class on dragon elves in the military academy. When he returned to the dormitory, he saw this dusty and ragged roommate.

In any case, at their current age, if they dare to venture into the Shennong Primeval Forest alone and come back safely, Fifth Feng's courage and strength are worth learning.

"Yes, your sister is very easy to talk to. I'll be back after a good night's rest."

"Good talk. Are you sure you are meeting my sister?"

Ye Ye became even more confused.

He knew very well what kind of person his sister was. She was someone who had bullied him since childhood. Adjectives like "easy to talk to" were completely incompatible with her.

"A fierce biting land shark and a three-headed evil dragon. Apart from your sister, I guess no one in the world can have such strength at such an age."

"Then did my sister say anything?"

"Well, I didn't accomplish my original goal. Your sister agreed to help me, but the favor is owed."

The fifth letter recalled that they didn't communicate much in the cave of the Gu Niuniu clan. They just chatted for a few words and then went to rest.With such a top-notch warrior guarding him, Wu Feng slept particularly soundly.

When it dawned the next day, a Gu Niuniu woke up the fifth Feng from his deep sleep. Ye Ye's sister was nowhere to be found.

When things were over, he simply ran out of the Shennong Primeval Forest, and as agreed, went to the research institute to pick up Ye Yu, who had made no progress, and returned to the military academy together.

“The bed is still comfortable”

The fifth letter suddenly collapsed on the soft bed, and all the bones in his body were aching.

He has been busy with too many things recently, and his energy has been exhausted for a long time. He must stop for a while, slow down a little, and by the way, study and train what a military student should really do.

The next morning, just as he was halfway through his dream of winning the fifth title, just as he was about to defeat the Four Heavenly Kings and successfully ascend the throne, he was pulled back to reality by Ye Ye's ruthless iron hand.

He is a student. It has been more than a week since school started, and he has not even stepped through the classroom door. He really shouldn't.

The ghost department classes were arranged in the early morning, and the fifth letter was full of resentment about this.

It is obvious that dusk and night are the most active time periods for ghost elves. Even if it is to experience reality, you should not start class so early.

He complained all the way, gnawing on the buns and wandered into the designated classroom.

Fortunately, the style of the classroom is still very reliable. If you didn't push the door to enter, you would never know that it would be a dark dungeon inside just from the outside.

There were no regular tables and chairs, and there was no blackboard or chalk, just haystacks spread on the ground. Four candles were hung on the walls, barely illuminating this special "classroom".

When the fifth envelope arrived, there were already about three or four students sitting on the floor, forming a semi-arc, as if waiting for the teacher to arrive.They didn't even raise their heads to the fifth letter that came through the door, as if they hadn't seen it.

"Oh, interesting."

The fifth one was not a chatterer either. He just found a corner, followed their example, and sat down.It's just that the haystacks that are too dry are a bit brittle and it hurts my butt.

The course teacher of the ghost department is an old woman with a stooped figure, walking very slowly on crutches.After entering the door, I glanced around with my ultra-thick reading glasses with countless degrees.

"Oh, there are a lot of missing students today."

As if fingertips were tracing across a blackboard, the voice of the old woman's words made people feel uncomfortable all over and felt like a cat scratching their hearts.

"Come on, Mimic Q, register the names of the students present."

Under the curious eyes of the fifth letter, a dark elf ball rolled out of the old woman's chicken claw-like hands, and a very strange elf came out of it.

Mimicq can be regarded as an alien among ghost elves, that is, an alien among aliens.What its ontology is has not been studied yet.The rag doll that was affected by its energy and transformed into a Pikachu shape completely covered itself, only revealing the outline of its eyes and mouth.As for the "thing" behind the puppet, the legendary unknown energy mass, no one can find out.

Just like this, an alien Pikachu jumped up and down from the door, handing over the list paper prepared by the old lady one by one, asking the students to write down their names.

When we got to the fifth letter, the situation changed a bit. Mimic Q did not simply hand over the paper as before. Instead, he tilted his head and stared at him with strange eyes, which made the fifth letter feel a chill in the back of his head. Risk.

This feeling was so weird. The Pikachu-like doll lay limply on the ground. When its head tilted like this, it felt like Pikachu had broken its neck.

What does this little guy want to do?

The fifth letter moved in my heart, and I suddenly wanted to be naughty. I imitated its behavior and tilted my head to see how it would react.

Sure enough, when Mimic Q was disturbed by him, you could almost see the question mark appearing on its head.If it tilted its head ninety degrees just now, now it has turned its head 180 degrees, turning into a look that is obviously scary, but makes people want to laugh.

"Hey, hey, little guy, what are you looking at, why don't you give me an autograph?"

Suddenly, the dilapidated doll outside the Mimic Q lifted a corner, and an unknown and ominous energy suddenly burst out, pushing its small body towards the fifth seal at high speed.

Like a small cannonball, Fifth Feng quickly caught it with both hands.Although you can't see its expression, it seems that you can feel a sense of dependence the moment you come into contact with it.

"Ouch, little guy, come down quickly. You stepped on my face. Ouch, don't step on my nose."

After finally climbing onto Fifth Feng's body, the Mimikyu Q immediately showed the flexibility of its puppet body, coupled with the stickiness of the unknown energy, it climbed onto Fifth Feng's face in just a few steps.

Feeling the coolness on the skin of his face, Wu Feng felt somewhat worried.

After all, the life experience of Mimic Q is still an unsolved mystery. What is the energy of its body and whether it is harmful to the human body are all unknown.It's really not appropriate to just let it touch your face like this.

"Hehe, this classmate is a bit strange. He seems to have something to make little Mimic become so clingy."

The old woman in front has been paying attention to what's going on here. Mimikyu is her elf. Although she hasn't conquered it for a long time, she still understands it to some extent.He has an indifferent attitude towards everyone, even himself, and doesn't like him much. Only this student actually makes him look like a well-behaved little milk cat, which is interesting.

"Teacher, isn't it good for this Mimic Q to be like this? Otherwise, take it back."

The fifth letter took some effort to pull the little guy down and hold it in his hand.

"It's okay, it's okay, just let it stay next to you and let's start class."

The old woman laughed and began to explain about the ghost system.

"Following what I said last time, the speed value of ghost-type elves is generally weak. Specifically, the speed value of elves is that very few elves can exceed 100. Compared with the elves with other attributes, it can be said that they are ghost-type. A big weakness”

The class was not short, and apart from the old woman's harsh blackboard-scratching voice, her explanations were in-depth and simple. The fifth self-written notebook was full of memorized information, all of which were useful information.

"Okay, that's it for today. Little Mimikyu is back."

Looking at the little guy lying on the fifth seal's shoulder, sleeping staggeringly, the old woman's eyes gradually turned to the fifth seal.

"Child, what is your name?"

"Fifth letter, new student in the special class."

"Oh, Fifth Letter, the surname Fifth is really quite rare."

The teacher of the ghost department seemed to have opened up a chatterbox, and as soon as he started chatting about common things, there was no end.

"Teacher, teacher"

The fifth letter quietly glanced at the time with his peripheral vision. He was about to have a course on restraining evil attributes, so he could only interrupt the old woman's interest.

"Teacher, I have classes soon, so I can only talk to you more next time."

"Ah, blame me, blame me, I forget the time when I talk, go quickly, go, little Miyuan, leave it to me."

With that said, she stopped shouting to wake up Mimikyu, and directly took it back with the elf ball.

"Then, goodbye teacher."

The fifth letter bowed, and in the eyes of the old woman, turned around and ran out.

It wasn't until his figure completely disappeared that the old woman, who behaved slightly strangely, slowly retracted her eyes, sighed softly, and walked away step by step with a cane.

"A person favored by Mimic Q"

"How long has it been since I last appeared?"

The voice was scattered in the wind, but it was a pity that the fifth letter was not heard.

He is now trying to make space in his mind, putting aside the knowledge about ghosts that he has just gained, and leaving it to the evil attributes.

If the ghost attribute is the self, then the evil attribute is the other. You cannot favor yourself over the other.