Pokémon Dream Walker

A terrifying monster nearly three meters tall.

It has a purple-red body, as thick as a horned dragon, with a long neck lined with tiny claws, and a pair of ferocious sharp horns on its head.

Centipede King!

The savior whom I had longed for when I was escaping suddenly appeared in front of me, and what was supposed to be a surprise turned into horror.

Buzz!

With a muffled roar, King Centipede accelerated and charged towards him.

The half-narrowed yellow pupils were full of murderous intent, and the purple horns on the top of his head were like two sharp knives, intending to disembowel the uninvited guest.

"Damn it, little centipede, I'm afraid of you!"

Sensing the trainer's determination.

Clang!

The sharp blade was unsheathed, and the cold light was freezing.

"Yan back!"

The flying energy gathered on the sword, and the sharp sound of air flow revealed the ferocity of the wind, turning into a silver-white bolt across the sky.

Right pheasant!

Cut across!

It was obviously chopped at the corner, but a sonorous sound of gold and iron clashing came out.

Full of momentum!

But unfortunately, the strength was not enough, and the scabbard of the single sword flew backwards in the counterattack, and half of the sword was inserted into a big tree a few feet away.

YoYo…

The scabbard of the single sword groaned and exerted force. After trying it twice, I found an embarrassing thing. It couldn't be pulled out...

YoYo…

It hurriedly asked Shang He for help, causing the look on Shang He's face to freeze.

Buzz!

The fishy smell hit his face, and King Centipede's cold yellow eyes looked at him, glaring at him angrily.

Look up.

Shang He discovered the reason for his rage, and a gap was cut out at the top corner of his head.

Meow!

Is this the legendary "only one piece of foot skin was injured"?

"Ahem...Brother Centipede, I want to say that it was just a misunderstanding. Can you believe me?"

Shang He smiled sarcastically.

I was complaining like crazy in my heart, this is basically a level battle, wait until I have the Strong Shield Sword Monster and you try to attack me again!

I'll chop off the centipede's head for you!

Buzz!

The purple giant beast crashed in, its momentum was no less powerful than that of a heavy truck.

Shang He ran away and shouted loudly without looking back: "Mr. Ando, ​​if you don't come out and take care of it, your elves will eat people!"

I ran to the scabbard of the single sword, held the hilt and exerted force, but could not pull it out from the tight tree trunk.

"It's a long life!"

Shang He reluctantly reached into his bag, ready to release the lantern ghost.

Block the Centipede King first.

Then let the single scabbard use spiritual power to control the candlelight spirits to form a team and direct them to deal with the Centipede King.

Chew!

There was a roar from the forest in the distance, and Shang He thought it was like "save one under the knife"!

Another gust of fishy wind blew.

A purple figure rushed in front of him, raised a pair of iron pincers to hold the Centipede King, roared, grabbed the sharp corners and threw it.

Dragon King Scorpion!

It is conservatively estimated that the strength is at level 40+, but judging from the momentum, it is definitely more than that. At least the Lantern Ghost does not have such grace.

Chew!

Buzz!

……

After a while of exchange, the Centipede King retreated in embarrassment. The Dragon King and the Scorpion turned to signal Shang He to follow his footsteps.

"Wait a minute, help me pull out the sword..."

Shang He smiled awkwardly.

Led by the Dragon King and the Scorpion, we are close to the magnificent forest villa, surrounded by cultivated flower beds and some rare medicinal herbs.

There are many different smells, such as strange fragrance, sourness, strange smell, etc. Those cultivated by the Poison Master are probably not good things.

The figures of many poisonous elves shuttled among them.

Centipede, pincer-tailed scorpion, scorpion, Oops mushroom...

These are all baby-level and live near the villa, while the more powerful elves are wandering around the outskirts of the woods.

Like the Centipede King;

There is also the Dragon King Scorpion leading the way.

Pushing open the fence door and entering the courtyard, Dragon King Scorpion signaled for him to knock on the door himself, and it turned around and entered the forest.

After knocking on the door, a middle-aged man opened the door to welcome the guest.

Wearing a yellow shirt, he has a gentle temperament, squinted eyes and a beard on his chin.

The old gentleman’s child?

This thought was extinguished by Shang He as soon as it came up. The middle-aged man in front of him overlapped with a figure in his memory.

"Dr. Yew?"

"Well, hello, although I look a lot like that doctor—"

Shang He frowned, admitting his mistake?

"But actually I am the doctor!"

Shang He half-squinted his eyes with a dangerous look in his eyes, and his hand had reached behind his back to touch the hilt of the sword.

kidding me?

Do you think my sword is bad?

Dr. Yew quickly grabbed his hand to stop him from drawing his sword, and pulled him closer to the room.

"Haha, just kidding, don't be angry."

"Ando mentioned to me that you are the one who made the appointment in the morning, right? He is busy now, so you should come and sit in the living room and wait for a while."

Gimi - Gimi -

Gimi - Gimi -

The cries of the Tantan Rats came and went, full of joy at the meeting, but soon turned to sadness.

All five of them are there, plus the one he brought, huddled in the corner of the living room.

It seems that what the old gentleman is busy with is treating the sentinel rat, hoping that the unlucky one will have a chance to survive.

"Eh? It seems you introduced them here, not you..."

The kind look on the doctor's face faded.

This is a misunderstanding.

Shang He quickly waved his hand and explained: "It wasn't me, it was a group of wild candlelight spirits. They were fighting for something."

Shang He did not hide the fact, he just wanted to find the doctor, whose character was trustworthy.

"Doctor, how is the condition of the sentinel rats?"

"It's not optimistic. The injury is too serious. With Ando and I's methods, we can't make a comeback——"

One!

two!

Shang He squinted his eyes and counted slowly in his mind.

three!

"So, we sent it to the Elf Hospital and handed it over to professional doctors for treatment. Good news has already come back."

The doctor turned around and saw Shang He holding a stone in his hand, eager to throw it.

"What are you doing?"

"It's nothing. I want to ask the doctor to take a look at it and see what kind of ore this is."

"Oh, I was scared to death, I thought..."

That's right!

You thought it was good!

If it weren't for the fact that you have a beautiful daughter, I would like to have an in-depth communication with her.

Just by your gasping way of speaking and my short temper, this ore has already been slapped on your face.

The doctor's eyes fell on the ore and he identified it.

"This is the Life Jade, no wonder the Candlelight Spirit snatched it, but what does the Sentinel Rat do with this thing?"

Life jade?

Shang He exclaimed: "Orb of Life?"

The doctor shook his head slightly.

"Not really, these two things can't be said to be completely unrelated -"

"I can only say that it has something to do with it!"

"What are you doing?"

Dr. Yew always felt that this kid was up to no good, so he took out another piece of ore from his backpack and held it up to his face.

"Nothing, I still have a piece of ore here, and I would like to ask the doctor to use it again."

"The Stone of Darkness? There's nothing interesting to see. Let's talk about this life jade. It is the essence of life left behind by the ancient elves after their death."

Dr. Yew was much more reliable and explained to Shang He in detail.

"You know coal, right?"

Shang He nodded slightly: "You know, the formation principles are the same? Then I understand, no need to waste more words to explain."

The doctor nodded slightly and continued: "The more powerful the elves in ancient times were, the purer the life jade formed when buried underground would be."

"Each one is of extremely high purity. With just a little polishing, it becomes a [Orb of Life]!"

"But the orbs on the market now are props that have been improved by modern technology and are refined from inferior life jade. Life jade and orbs can no longer be equated."

"You..."

The doctor held up the pink ore and looked at it carefully in the sunlight.

"The quality of your piece is considered to be of medium to high level. Give it to the prop master to refine it, and you can probably produce three-quarters of the orb."

Shang He nodded lightly, but he didn't care about the orb. After all, it was a useless thing.

He pushed the elf egg on the coffee table to the doctor, told the general situation, and asked the doctor if there was any way to save the little life inside.

"It's not difficult. I'll ask Ando to prepare a nutrient solution later. It won't take much life jade."

……

About ten minutes.

A skinny old man came up from the basement, slightly hunched over, with a cold and hard face that seemed difficult to get along with, and there was a lingering pungent smell on his body.

I'm afraid it's not because of the poison...

Shang He didn't take it personally. He quickly stepped forward and said hello, repeating his intention again.

The old man spoke very little.

But he complied with Shang He's request and took them into the basement again. The elf eggs and blood samples were brought in together.

Underground is a spacious laboratory, divided into two areas with completely different styles by the middle corridor.

Traditional medicine on the left.

Modern science on the right.

The old man led Shang He and his party into the area on the right, took out the blood sample from the metal box, poured out half of it and mixed it with chemicals, and sent it to a device similar to a large printer to analyze the ingredients. The remaining half bottle was temporarily reserved.

Awaiting analysis report.

The old man asked about some symptoms in detail. For the sake of his own life, Shang He did not dare to hide anything and told everything truthfully.

After listening, the old man frowned and nodded without saying anything more.

About 10 minutes later, the progress bar on the computer screen was full, and a report with a lot of data appeared on the screen.

Shang He glanced at it for a few times, thinking that he was a scumbag, so he looked away angrily, waiting for the old man's brief reply.

After a moment, the old man looked up and looked at him with admiration.

"It's a miracle you survived!"

Shang He touched his nose and smiled, looking harmless to humans and animals.

The murderous intention was already in his heart.

Don't get caught by me, this is definitely not a good thing!

"What kind of poison did I get? Does Mr. Ando know the source?"

The old man didn't reply. He took the remaining half tube of blood to the other area, placed several tubes of herbal reagents, and conducted experiments on each drop of blood.

Looking at the changes in the test tube, Shang He felt confused.

The taciturn old man suddenly spoke up.

"Fortunately, it's me you're looking for. If it were Hezhong's other potions and poison masters, no one would be able to identify the type of poison."

"As for why?"

"The poison maker comes from the Alola region, and his method of preparing poisons is unique. Pharmacists in the Hezhong region are not familiar with it."

Alola region?

Shang He felt unbelievable.

The original owner, who had never left the Hezhong area and had even left Feiyun City a handful of times, was actually targeted by a visitor from Alola.

"This thing is called [Five Poison Smoke], and I've only seen it once."

"It mainly collects the venom of five kinds of elves: King Centipede, Rice Spoon Snake, Dragon King Scorpion, Poison Skeleton Frog, and Flame Queen Lizard, plus some special herbs, and then prepares it with unique techniques."

"It can be transformed into three states of solid, liquid and gas at will, and the toxicity stability will not change at all. It is colorless and odorless. You will unconsciously coma when you first inhale it. You will die silently within one to two hours, and the toxin is excreted from the body very quickly. During the autopsy, No signs of poisoning will be found.”

Shang He looked gloomy.

This is roughly similar to what the doctor said, and I finally got some clues.

"Old sir, can you contact the person who made the poison?"