Pokémon Dream Walker

After that, the two masters and pets never entered the dream world again.

The single sword sheath sucked half of the Qiling Incense, fell on the bedside and fell asleep, recuperating the sluggish spirit.

Shang He also realized the importance of mental power and began to practice meditation temporarily, hoping to have the opportunity to become a superpower.

"Huh? This level of feedback?"

About 10 minutes later, Shang He woke up from his meditative state and was surprised by his state.

Unexpectedly smooth.

Moreover, there is a strange feeling in the brain, like there is a spring, slowly overflowing with cool spring water, nourishing the brain and bringing a feeling of refreshment.

Got water in your head?

Stop being clever, this is an introduction to meditation, to give birth to superpowers!

"The original owner's accumulation of meditation for more than ten years, coupled with my soul that traveled through time, is it finally considered a solid accumulation?"

"But this thing should be about talent, right?"

"There shouldn't be much future for people with acquired superpowers, especially since the original owner hasn't started it for more than ten years. If he develops it in the later stage, he can at most hold up the elf ball and float around him?"

"It's just used to hold cups, but it's inferior..."

Shang He clicked his tongue for a while.

He was talking about the superpowers who often come to challenge in the game. Each of them has elf balls floating on their heads or sides.

The representatives of powerful superpowers are Nazi and Cattleya.

"Especially Cattleya, who was completely unable to control her power when she was a child, and showed signs of losing control. When she grew up, she cooperated with Miss Goethe to use her mental power to search the entire United States, which is shocking."

"...Forget it, I don't want this."

"They are all too far away from me. Meditate down-to-earth and study the scroll tomorrow to see if there are any shortcuts."

In this world of extraordinary power, Shang He doesn't just want to be a powerful trainer.

He would rather pursue his own greatness.

"Maybe I can write an autobiography in the future, just call it "My Days of Practicing in Hezhong"?"

……

The morning sun shines.

"Hey"

"Drink! Hey! Drink! Hey!"

"Hey!"

"Drink! Drink! Drink!"

The roar of Zhongqi Zu came from the courtyard and had been going on for nearly an hour.

It was Shang He doing morning training.

Holding an ancient sword with a sheath in hand, he swung the sword to stab the sword according to memory, kept shouting loudly, combined with the breathing method to vent his energy, and used unique footwork to advance and retreat in a controlled manner.

This is the Su Zhen training method recorded in the "Book of Five Wheels".

Practicing for a long time can increase your strength, but the real situation is a process of building a foundation and strengthening your foundation.

Just wait until the fish jumps over the dragon gate, senses and masters the waveguide, and you can have extremely strong waveguide power and become the top existence among them.

It is much more powerful than those stupid people with natural abilities who can also be called lucky people.

This is the foundation!

Of course, the premise is that the [Scroll of Earth] can be practiced perfectly, otherwise there will be a powerful wave guide and cannot be vented.

Everyone has a waveguide.

[Su Zhen Training Method] teaches people how to improve their own waveguide.

The four major stages of [Scroll of Earth] are like a ritual, teaching people to perceive and master waveguides.

The former is necessary, but the latter is indispensable.

The difficulty of mastering the [Earth Scroll] is evident.

Anyway, no one in the original owner’s ancestors had touched the waveguide for six generations. By his grandfather’s generation, he chose to leave his hometown and eventually take root in the United Alliance.

two hours later.

Shang He was sweating profusely, sitting on the wooden steps outside the dojo, watching the single sword scabbard guiding the candlelight spirits to cultivate their spiritual power in the wisps of smoke.

This kind of spiritual life seems to be pretty good.

"[scholar]?"

"[Nong]?"

"[business]?"

"[work]?"

Shang He paused every word, shook his head and sighed.

"Let's just believe the records in the Book of Five Wheels, but none of them are easy to do, and it takes a lot of effort."

"...Don't think about this. There are more important things than cultivation right now."

Shang He clenched his fists, his eyes filled with anger.

"If I don't get rid of these bastards, I won't feel at ease, and they won't let me live in peace!"

"Besides, I need money!"

"The poor in literature and the rich in martial arts are the unchanging principles of the world. If you want to continue practicing, you must have a source of income!"

During the day, the fierce sun hangs high.

At noon, when the wind and sand stopped, the search team formed by Baidu Bane came out to take action.

Mission target - Operations Director, Bauer!

When they first received this mission, everyone in the search and rescue team found it unbelievable that such a powerful trainer could fail.

The operations director of Baidu Epidemic Center is not a good person.

There are five supervisors in total.

They often lead teams into the mountains to collect herbs, hunt high-quality poisonous elves, and kill provocateurs in the black market... Almost all the elves in their hands have reached their final evolutionary form, and their tyrannical fighting power is daunting.

Above them, there is a big supervisor.

He is an expert in the steel system and has the level to enter the league competition. Even his boss must treat him with respect and provide him with training resources on a regular basis.

This person is the Dinghai Shenzhen of the Hundred Poisons and Epidemics Institute, and he is the foundation for being able to gain a foothold in the black market.

At first.

No one in the search and rescue team believed that something had happened to Director Ball, and they just assumed that he had gone out and not returned.

But the boss's ugly face and his order to immediately launch a search and rescue operation made them feel more uncertain.

It wasn't until he found the Dragon King Scorpion recovering from his injuries in the sand valley and saw the ferocious gaping hole in his chest that he was about to die, that the news of Bauer's death was confirmed.

Everyone in the search and rescue team felt numb, fearing that the madman would jump out again and kill them all.

Isn't it normal for a lot of people to die in the wild?

Especially here, the yellow sand is vast and no one can be found. It is the best place to bury the body. Didn't you find Bauer yet?

The long-haired dog galloped over carrying a squad leader.

"Boss, there was something discovered over there. Director Ball was found, but..."

"take me!"

In the sandpit, there was a shriveled corpse buried. The horrific appearance made people frown and their stomachs churn.

A team member with forensic experience recounted.

"Buried alive to death."

"The climate here is really weird. It dries like this in a short period of time."

"The small parts of the body showed teeth marks that were bitten by scorpions, but they probably didn't think the taste was good, so they took a few bites and left. That's why we can find the remains of the corpse instead of a pile waiting for it. Patchwork bones.”

As soon as these words came out, the onlookers felt like they could not suppress the surge in their stomachs.

"Everyone, please be careful."

"The epidemic has caused serious trouble this time. We are all here to make money, not to get paid for our lives."

"Leave yourself a way out in everything, otherwise we will all be dead bones in this sand pit!"

The forensic team member said indifferently, and the squad leader and captain who were higher than him did not refute, and they all looked gloomy.

……

"damn it!"

"Who is it? The little beast who hides his head and shows his tail!"

"If you dare to provoke me from the Hundred Poison Plague Station, you will not get any good results. Don't let me find you, or I will turn you into a poisonous person!"

The news of Ball's death was confirmed. The chubby boss was furious, his face full of cruelty and ferocity.

"Come in! How's the matter you were asked to investigate? What are the outstanding characteristics of that kid?"

The middle-aged steward walked in tremblingly.

Bowing and trembling, he replied: "Boss, the gatekeeper ignored our request and said he would never leak customer information..."

"idiot!"

"Idiot!"

The middle-aged manager bowed even lower, wondering whether the boss was scolding himself or the gatekeeper.

But the answer soon came.

"Icarus, you idiot!"

"It's so embarrassing for you to do this to the black market!"

"Allowing customers to keep confidential information? Damn! They are just a bunch of idiots who deserve to be exploited and exploited. Do you need to worry about them?"

"The more chaotic the black market is, the more we can make!"

"Why can you do the black market and I can't? Wait, it's a waste of money-making machines like the black market in your hands. It should be controlled by me. Only I am worthy of the title of 'King of Darkness'! "

There are thousands of kinds of people in this world.

There are many self-righteous guys, and this boss seems to be one of them.

After shouting and cursing for a while, the fat boss was so tired that he turned around and sat back on the sofa.

"Go away!"

"I'm going to post a reward on the black market. I want that person's specific characteristics. I want to know the elf he used!"

"Do you still need me to teach you specifically?"

……

Night falls.

Shang He walked in the dark alley with a ghost sword on his back and a ghost candle on his shoulder, and came to the geometric snowflake street in the East District again.

The magnificent villa in front of him made him very envious.

The candlelight spirit extinguished the candlelight above its head, quietly floated in through the second-floor window of the villa, and exploded with spiritual power at the head of Sergey's bed, causing him to fall into coma in his sleep.

Hehe!

Zhu Guangling smiled proudly, came to the window, and gently swayed the candle.

"Shadow sneak attack, let's go!"

Under the bright moonlight, Shang He's shadow suddenly expanded, wrapping him and the scabbard of his sword in it, and used it as a cover to fly into the villa on the second floor.

That's right, it's flying!

The spiritual strength of the single sword scabbard has been increasing, and it can now support his body. The "sword flying" he once imagined in his mind is no longer a dream.

Enter the bedroom.

Shang He walked lightly to the bedside table and reached out to lock the two elf balls placed on it.

"As expected of a social elite, you have no sense of crisis at all. You probably think that without enemies, no one will come to provoke you?"

"Haha, now I have it."

"Ever since I learned about the poisonous killing methods of your Fierce Poison Gang, I don't dare to sleep at all unless I keep a few candlelight spirits in the yard to keep watch!"

Shang He's tone was cold, his eyes flashed fiercely, and he had a faint intention of killing Sergei.

Finally it was suppressed.

According to the scene in the dream, the bedside table was pulled open to reveal the metal safe embedded in the wall behind it.

"Concentric circle combination lock."

"Password: 7217!"

Muttering softly, Shang He's fingers moved nimbly on the dial.

There was just a "click" sound, the mechanism began to rotate, and the safe door popped open a gap, and the golden luster was exciting.

In the dream, Sergei revealed all his secrets without holding back any of them.