Extremely scientific Pokémon world

Suddenly, Mo Yan seemed to hear something.

Feel it carefully, and then it disappears.

Mo Yan shook his head, thinking it was an auditory hallucination caused by a person under a stressful situation, or that his desire to wait for rescue was too strong.

However, when he heard it again, Mo Yan was a little unsure.

"I seemed to hear the voice of a little girl?"

Mo Yan suddenly became nervous. Only he and his grandfather lived at the foot of the back mountain. On the one hand, his grandfather did not want to move away. On the other hand, the environment here was good, the space was large, and there was space for his own waste recycling station.

Others, in search of development, have long moved closer to the road.

So naturally there is no so-called little girl, let alone one who is still in a secret realm at this time.

At this moment, Mo Yan's expression suddenly froze. There was only one possibility: this voice came from some kind of elf.

It can't be some kind of ghost-type Pokémon!

When he thought of this, Mo Yan suddenly felt uncomfortable all over.

Although ghost-type Pokémon are very interesting in the animated world, in the real world, it is completely different.

You know, many of these guys grow by absorbing the life energy of other creatures, and humans, creatures with rich emotions and abundant life energy, are even more favored by them.

This is the latest achievement from Pokémon researchers in the current world.

If he really encountered a ghost-type Pokémon, no matter how hard he and his grandfather resisted today, it would be of no avail.

"Isn't it true? I just traveled through time and encountered this fantasy world. I'm going to have sex?"

Mo Yan held the long knife in his hand tightly. At this time, only the coldness of the blade could bring him some comfort. Unfortunately, the long knife had no effect on ghost Pokémon.

As for prop synthesis?

In this case, it would be really foolish to waste the little energy on props that don't know what they are used for.

Once he loses his physical strength, he can only be a piece of meat on the chopping board, and he will be slaughtered by others. When the time comes, he may even be a drag on his grandfather.

Suddenly, in this quiet environment, Grandpa asked softly, which scared Mo Yan.

"Ayan, did you hear anything?"

"Grandpa, did you hear it too?"

Mo Yan's eyes widened.

The little girl's voice became clearer in my mind.

Mo Yan heard clearly now. It seemed like a little girl was asking for help?

The grandfather and grandson looked at each other and fell into silence. The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

At this time, there was a sudden neighing sound outside, as well as the sound of continuous footsteps, accompanied by the sound of various things colliding and falling to the ground.

The moment he heard the whining sound, Mo Yan seemed to remember something, and the corners of his mouth twitched. It was a memory that he was extremely reluctant to recall.

He moved quietly to the window and gently lifted a corner of the curtain. At this time, various waste materials were scattered in the courtyard, as if some battle had occurred.

When the whining sound came again, Mo Yan could see clearly what was making the sound.

A purple-eyed king snake several meters long slowly climbed up the steel scrap. Its cold eyes scanned everything around it. The pattern on its abdomen twisted from time to time, full of oppression.

Then, there were more rattlesnake-like creatures.

"Grass, Arbor snake, Arbor monster!"

Mo Yan's eyes suddenly widened, he suddenly lowered the curtains and cursed in his heart.

Ever since I was bitten by a snake as a child, I have had a psychological shadow on this creature.

This is just an ordinary venomous snake. If it is replaced by an Arbor snake that is more poisonous and has more terrifying attack power, if it is bitten, it will definitely lose its resistance in a short time, and even lose its life.

"Something is not going well now!"

Mo Yan naturally understood that snakes were very sensitive to smells. Even if he and his grandfather were hiding in a house, these guys could still tell the difference based on the smell molecules floating in the air.

Sure enough, when Mo Yan raised the corner of the curtain again, he saw the thick-bodied Arbo monster looking in his direction, his eyes filled with bloodlust.

Being stared at by this Arbor snake, Mo Yan suddenly felt as if he had encountered some wild beast, and his whole body became a little stiff.

At this time, the Abo snakes and the Abo monster seemed to have discovered something. They all looked up to the sky and hissed, and then looked at the big tree where the "mold-passing" had occurred before.

Mo Yan followed Abo Snake's gaze and looked over.

When he saw the situation on the tree crown, his pupils shrank.

"La Lulas!"

he cried out.

On the canopy of the tree, there were still countless green caterpillars weaving giant webs, and they were dodging in the face of the intruding Larulas.

At this time, the Larulas was standing on the tree trunk, its body still shaking. It was obvious that the most important thing was that it was holding a bird of similar size in its arms.

The bird's wings were obviously injured and were dripping blood, attracting many Arbor snakes.

Mo Yan looked intently and saw that even the Larulas was not in a very good condition at this time and looked very depressed.

Suddenly coming to a strange place and being chased by a group of Arbor snakes, it was filled with fear.

If it hadn't relied on its innate superpower to move instantly and avoid the attacks of the Arbo snakes many times, it would have been devoured by these ruthless killing machines.

Not to mention, I have to protect this Bobo in my arms.

A trace of intolerance arose in Mo Yan's heart. If conditions allowed, he would naturally want to rescue the Larulas and Bobo. However, the outside was already surrounded by numerous Arbor snakes, and he was unable to do so.

Maybe he and his grandpa will be invited to join in.

At this time, the cry for help came again, and it was much clearer than the last time.

Mo Yan looked around and suddenly looked at each other with the Larulas.

I was startled, and my eyes began to turn black.

When I opened my eyes again, I had arrived at an empty place.

Larulas, who was holding Bobo, was looking at him timidly on the other side, trembling all over.

When Mo Yan wanted to get closer, out of instinct, it took a step back, but soon became firm again.

With trembling hands, he raised the Bobo in his arms and gestured to Mo Yan.

Mo Yan was stunned for a moment, "Were you the one calling for help before?"

Crouching down carefully, not wanting to intimidate the other party, Mo Yan looked at the little one in front of him and asked curiously.

"But...can you save this Bobo...it...it's injured~"

Larulus raised Bobo tremblingly and whispered, with even a hint of crying in his voice.

The little girl's voice came again, and now Mo Yan was completely sure that the previous cry for help came from the Larulas in front of him.

"how about you?"

"I...I'll help you lure away these Arbor snakes."

Although little Larulus's voice was a little childish, it had a hint of determination.

It is not difficult to see that its small body is constantly trembling.