Pokémon Decomposition Device

"Wow, that's awesome," Zhang Yiming exclaimed, "If you compress a few more level [-] Pokémon"

"Due to the irreversibility of certain shaping factors, the device is temporarily unable to compress level [-] Pokémon."

Zhang Yiming: "Why?"

Device: "Do I need to tell you more? You are a fool who is not even a novice trainer. I got these two Pokémon for you. You want to compress level [-] Pokémon? You want to go to heaven?"

Zhang Yiming: "How can you be so awesome and unable to compress a small level [-] Pokémon?"

“West Nesine”

Installation: "The skin is gone"

Zhang Yiming: "The boss drinks tea"

The ruthless dividing line

"Son" A burst of noisy footsteps sounded from outside the door, and several people pushed the door open and entered.

The man and woman at the head were luxuriously dressed and distinguished, while the following people were all wearing suits and should be domestic servants.

When the leading men and women saw Zhang Yiming, they burst into tears, and then they turned their heads slightly.

"Woc, what the hell is this?" The man swore directly.

Zhang Yiming followed their gaze and saw a pink and white "hairball" huddled in the corner.

"Why has this Eevee evolved and reached level [-]?" The man and woman looked confused.

"Nothing, Ji Cao, don't be six, sit down." Zhang Yiming waved his hand: "By the way, who are you?"

Although he has already guessed that this man and woman are his cheap parents, they still have to pretend.

"Son, you finally woke up. We are your parents." The man's face was full of panic.

"Oh." Zhang Yiming responded calmly.

The man looked confused: "No, you shouldn't believe it at this time. Why did you answer so simply?"

"I don't know who my parents are anyway, so I'll hang out with you two since you two are rich." Zhang Yiming shrugged.

"No, my son couldn't speak when he was in a coma. Why can't he speak more than ten words now without changing his expression?" The woman's face showed doubt.

Zhang Yiming felt a thump in his heart and secretly thought something bad was going on. Just as he was about to continue explaining nonsense, the man suddenly spoke: "It will be good when my son wakes up. What kind of bicycle do you want?"

The woman nodded and said nothing.

The man suddenly held Zhang Yiming's face and said softly: "Son, call me daddy."

"Pfft hahahahaha" Zhang Yiming laughed directly. This expression coupled with these words was really inexplicable joy.

The man wiped the saliva on his face and showed an intoxicated expression, as if Zhang Yiming's saliva was fragrant.

Zhang Yiming was a little confused. After looking at the favorability score, he realized that his father's favorability score for him had reached 255max, so these actions were not surprising.

"Son, you Eevee" the man asked curiously.

Zhang Yiming used the explanation he had already thought of: "I dreamed of an old lady with a white beard who handed me a pink stone and patted my head, and I woke up."

The man looked thoughtful. After a long moment, he opened his mouth and asked, "There's nothing wrong with your language, but can you tell me why the old lady has a white beard?"

md, Zhang Yiming felt nervous because he was careless and said quickly: "It's an old lady with a fake beard."

"Oh." The man obviously still didn't believe it, but the 255max favorability made him say no more.

Zhang Yiming breathed a sigh of relief and almost finished playing.

"Let's go, follow me to certify new trainers first." The man held Zhang Yiming's shoulders.

"Oh." Zhang Yiming responded, put Eevee into the elf ball and followed the man out of the room. His eyes suddenly opened up. The scarlet-blood marble and the magnificent dome complemented each other. The purple-red walls revealed simplicity and vicissitudes, as if everyone It is written on every corner: "I am rich"

"Woc" Zhang Yiming's eyes almost fell down, and a trace of saliva overflowed from the corner of his mouth. After all, he was once a very poor man. Seeing such a noble house at once, and thinking about it, he would live here permanently.

The man led Zhang Yiming toward the inner room. Zhang Yiming was a little confused, but he didn't ask questions because he believed in the 255max's favorability.

Entering the inner room, Zhang Yiming was immediately stunned. There was an "ATM" machine inside.

"Come here." The man went through fingerprint verification and iris verification, opened the "ATM" machine, and then waved to Zhang Yiming.

Zhang Yiming walked over, his jaw almost dropped: "This, this, this"

The man showed a coquettish smile: "Yes, this is a private authentication machine, with one-click authentication."

"woc" Zhang Yiming was shocked, that's weird

"I thought it was a private teller machine, wasting my expression." Zhang Yiming whispered.

"Come here quickly for certification." The man patted Zhang Yiming on the shoulder.

Zhang Yiming took out the Poke Ball containing Eevee and was about to put it on the machine when the man quickly stopped him: "No, this private machine does not support the recognition of Pokémon above level [-] for the time being. I will go find one for you first."

"No." Zhang Yiming took out the Elf Ball containing Sweet Bamboo Bamboo and placed it on the machine. The machine started running and beeps sounded one after another.

"Facial recognition has been completed, fingerprint recognition has been completed, iris recognition has been completed, DNA recognition has been completed and certification has been completed. Novice trainer: Zhang Yiming Pokémon: Sweet Bamboo Bamboo."

A watch-like object was spit out by the machine. Zhang Yiming grabbed it and put it on his hand.

"The mission has been released, please join the trainer academy. Reward: Special A-type elf ball"

"What is this A-type elf ball?" Zhang Yiming was curious, turned around and typed out this line on his phone.

The device didn't reply to him, so he had to give up.

"No matter what, the device must produce a high-quality product. Anyway, this must be a good thing." Zhang Yiming thought to himself.

"By the way, you are already 14 years old, it's time to study. You will go to the trainer academy in a few days."

Zhang Yiming was worried about how to mention this to his cheap dad. He was really sleepy and someone offered him a pillow, so he quickly accepted the offer.

"Trainer Academy, I, Zhang Yiming, am here."