Pokémon White Hero

Nurturers, a cliché, are one of the absolute pillars of humankind in this world.

A large number of trainers are born in various regions every year, chasing their dreams one after another.

So the alliance that is the most supportive of trainers naturally needs a large number of initial elves to support the trainers.

The breeders are responsible for raising elves suitable for new trainers on behalf of the alliance. The trainers who have embarked on the journey will assist the researchers in their work, and the information is passed to the breeders, and a high-quality circulation system is born.

By the way, every year the Breeders Association wants to copy a new set of Yusanjia for a larger group of trainers, but there has never been a stable triangular structure attribute like grass, water, and fire. Such a thing There has been a delay, which has always been the biggest problem for the Breeders Association.

"What you are asking is all nonsense. Shouldn't you ask the elf what to eat to become stronger?"

N glanced at him: "What can the Rong Rong Sheep eat to become stronger?"

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Dylan was erect on the bed, and Green Mianniao and Victini were knocked to the ground. The effect was outstanding, but the price was a bit high.

After some daily operations, Dylan fixed his messy hair and came to N's side, reading the book with him.

The birth of elves, the growth of elves, elves and nature...

This guy should become a researcher. This is not the "Elf Cultivation Guide". This is clearly the "Research Manual".

When I opened the author column, I saw that, as expected, it was not a teaching aid produced by the Educators Association.

The author's name is Pei Yu, a "cultivator" who lived 150 years ago.

Peiyu was born in a war-torn village, and was forced to move to other places.

On the way, he saw elves who were driven to fight by humans, and he also saw elves who coexisted peacefully with humans.

In the sky, on the earth, and in the ocean, the world seems to be full of elves. This is Peiyu's first thought.But this did not make him interested in elves so that he could spend his whole life studying them. He was also a homeless person.

In a self-narration in the book, he once saw "God"!

He even watched the "god" use his divine power with his own eyes. After that, Peiyu could be said to be possessed by a demon.

He wanted to understand the elves like crazy, and he would write twice about anything that had anything to do with elves. What on earth caused such a serious polarization, with elves on one side and "gods" on the other? ?

As he grew older, Peiyu seemed to understand the problems that had been troubling him and recorded them in a book.

"Regional ecology?" Dylan said at the end of reading the book.

Peiyu believes that the power of "god" is given by the region. After it turns the elf into a "god", this "god" must also perform his duties.

But I still think he should become a researcher.

"Want to try being a breeder?" Dylan looked at N and said.

N closed the book and nodded: "I want to be friends with elves. Since the path of trainer is not suitable, then breeder can also try. In the past, I did not have the conditions to contact these. Now that I have it, then You can’t just talk empty words.”

Don’t you have the institute’s picture book like me?Why are there no conditions?Dylan was a little confused. N sometimes gave him a conflicting feeling...

"Then I will aim to become a Viscount next. I will help you look for some information that you need that is not in the illustrated book. Maybe the castle has it." Helping N, Dylan felt pretty good .

N smiled softly, watched Dylan walk out of the room, and then looked at Victini on the bed, listening to his heart again. He liked this pure bond very much, which made him feel very comfortable, but looking at When he saw Dylan's elf ball, there was indeed a glimmer of gloom in his eyes.

Dylan on the other side went to find Mr. Butler and wanted to ask him to access the training room of the castle.

Under the leadership of the maid, Dylan arrived at the door of the housekeeper's office.

After knocking on the door and saying "please come in," the maid turned around and let Dylan enter the study.

The study room has a simple look. Mr. Yi Xian is sitting on the sofa. Opposite him is a man with orange-red hair. Because he is from behind, Dylan can't see clearly what he looks like, but the picture in his mind is indeed getting better and better. coming more and more intensely.

Dylan seemed to be in a fog, falling rapidly.

After passing through the fog, what I saw was indeed a horrific scene.

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"I'm here to save this hopeless world!"

"Only the chosen ones can go to the New World with me!"

"You won't understand me. The savior is alone!"

"Zygarde is on my side. God's anger cannot be fake!"

Two giant elves in red and black colors are constantly destroying the city of Miare by summoning power similar to the rampaging dragon veins.

The crowd kept screaming and crying, and innocent passers-by were being harvested one after another. All trainers from the Carlos Alliance went out to save the crumbling city, but they were beaten again and again by the two elves. Back away.

The setting sun on the horizon is like the sunset of the sun, announcing that darkness is coming.

On the top of what looked like a phantom crystal tower, an orange-haired man wearing a black jacket had a distorted face and kept roaring at a bunch of Dylan's invisible figures, telling him his "New World" theory. The meaning expressed in words made Dylan shudder.

Killing 99% of the people in the entire world has reached the new world in his mind. What kind of twisted psychology does this have to do such a thing?

So what has he experienced in his past?

By the time Dylan came to his senses, he had already arrived at the sofa. The man who looked intimidating just now was sitting on the sofa, looking at him with a smile.

"Are you the child that Bratano is interested in? You look a little uncomfortable. Do you need me to call a doctor?"

But his eyes were no longer filled with soaring anger and everything-tearing paranoia, but confusion that couldn't be detected without looking carefully.