Popularization: Pokémon's professional application

In the reception area of ​​the elf house, Hua Yang's aunt was firmly tied to the sofa by Bulbasaur's vine whip.

Zhuang Hong was wiping the lip marks on Squirtle's face. It was awake now, but it was obviously left with some psychological shadow, and it didn't dare to look at the woman.

This made Zhuang Hong very dissatisfied and said: "How can a woman touch her family's children? It's so outrageous."

Although he was tied up, the other party didn't care at all and was still smiling playfully.

"Ahaha, I'm sorry, auntie, Squirtle is so cute, I couldn't help it."

"Ah... Auntie!" Zhuang Hong was immediately shocked, but he couldn't say anything to refute, so he just replied in a low voice, "I'm only 41 years old."

"Huh? Really? Aren't you just five years older than me? You don't look like you have no money? It's just that you don't take care of yourself. Didn't you even get genetic injections?"

The technology of this era is that even organs can be artificially produced, so the technology to make people younger has long been available. Although the birth rate has dropped seriously, the average life span has exceeded 150 years.

Therefore, this 41-year-old is really considered a young man now.

"My husband's son passed away half a year ago, so I never cared about this..."

The woman's expression finally froze: "Hug... I'm sorry, I forgot. Yesterday you said on TV that you were a member of the Bereavement Association, right?"

"It's okay, I'm out now."

Look at it, are you embarrassed?

Tang Xian pinched the bridge of his nose helplessly and decided to change the subject himself.

"Madam, you are Mr. Hua Yang's aunt, what do you call her?"

"Oh, just call me Mo Ye."

"Ms. Mo, I'm going to ask Bulbasaur to let you go now. Can you promise not to get out of line again?"

"No problem no problem."

So Tang Xian asked Bulbasaur to let her go.

"Wow!!!!"

"He is inside him!?"

Unexpectedly, as soon as she was let go, she screamed at Bulbasaur, frightening the little guy and shrank directly behind Tang Xian.

"Ah hahahahahaha, it's so funny. You little guy is really cute. Okay, okay, don't be afraid. I'm just scaring you for fun."

"He's guilty!"

Even though Bulbasaur was a very good-tempered person, he was so angry at the other party that his face turned even greener.

She is really a troublesome lady. Tang Xian can understand why Hua Yang specially vaccinates him.

But it can be seen that although this person seems to have no rules, he should not be a bad person.

"Ms. Mo, do you still want to draw elves?"

"Oh yes, this is business. I should be fine kissing my own elf then, right?"

"Uh... Well, as long as the elf is not abused, in principle, our store will not intervene. But as a friendly reminder, the elf also has a temper. If it is angered, it may also attack its trainer."

Not everyone is a true newcomer like Master Zhi, who can withstand [-] volts and flame jets.Not everyone is like the Rockets. Everyone becomes a Rocket and nothing happens.

"That's necessary. I'm very particular about enhancing relationships step by step."

Really?I do not believe.

Forget it, business matters.

"Okay, you must have heard about the process of selecting elves from Mr. Hua, right?"

"Well, explain it to me clearly. There are 24 that can be selected directly, and the others need to be drawn. If there are special needs, the orbit can be determined, so I want to determine the orbit."

Tang Xian was a little surprised, because Mo Ye didn't feel like someone with professional needs.

"Well, Ms. Mo, I would like to remind you that when setting the track, you cannot set vague description conditions such as 'cute' or 'handsome'."

"Isn't that natural? I'm not stupid. Although appearance is very important and it would be best to have some, but now I need elves who can help me more."

"May I ask what Ms. Mo's needs are?"

"You must have noticed that I am a speedster and a woman who lives in the wind."

No, no, no, I didn’t see anything.

What is a woman who lives in the wind?Crazy?

Tang Xian looked confused, but Zhuang Hong saw some clues.

"Are you a speedster? That underground society that was recently cracked down on?"

"Underground society?" Tang Xian said with some surprise, "Ms. Mo is from the underworld?"

Zhuang Hong didn't expect Tang Xian to be so ignorant, so he explained with a wry smile: "Manager, the speedsters are not a gangster, but they are indeed a group of people who do not follow the rules and cause headaches to the superiors."

"You can't blame us. The forbidden area above is too strict. Can't you still have some interest in being a human being?"

During the explanation between the two, Tang Xian finally figured out what was going on. It turned out that the so-called speedsters were a group of will-o'-the-wisp teenagers in this era.

Due to the congestion of urban traffic arteries and some restrictions on empty cars, many once popular travel tools cannot be used.

Especially tools such as flying skateboards, high-altitude motorcycles, and high-altitude supercars that are fast and can fly very high.

It's not that it can't be used, it's just that it's restricted in the city. Outside the high-rise areas of the city, there are no such restrictions.

Such rules not only facilitate high-speed travel when traveling far away, but also ensure that safety accidents are less likely to occur in cities.

But there is a group of people who love these things just for racing and not for daily needs, so they always come out to race on the streets in the dead of night.

Each district even has a fixed racing route, and there are people making appointments to race almost every night. They often contact racers from other districts to compete together.

The rules are also very simple. Follow the fixed route, regardless of the vehicle. Whoever finishes the race first wins.

The person who wins will have a very big say in the circle.

You know, in this circle, there are basically rich kids who are looking for excitement. It is not easy to have a say in front of this group of people.

But when you think about it, you know that their behavior is definitely not allowed by the above, so they will be driven away from time to time. If they are caught, the vehicle may also be seized.

But even so, they still couldn't resist the enthusiasm of these people.

It's a pity for the residents living near their route. They are woken up several times every night by the sound of vehicles passing by and the cheers of those people.

"The superiors have been cracking down on their underground society recently, but they have only restrained themselves a little. Speaking of being a speedster in District 13, doesn't this make it difficult for Hua Yang?"

Yes, Tang Xian also realized that Hua Yang was still a patrolman, and he was originally responsible for her kind. If he was caught, Hua Yang would definitely be embarrassed.

"What are you thinking? No matter what I say, I can't trick my eldest nephew. Although I am only a few years older than him, we have been friends since childhood. I usually live in District 11 and District 13. I’ve never run the route once.”

"Oh, that's somewhat conscientious."

"But it's different now! I heard from Hua Yang that the girl Song who was on TV yesterday, her caterpillar has grown up, and it's the kind that can ride on and fly, and it's very fast."

"So you're going to race with elves?"

"Racing does not depend on the vehicle, and it is not within the scope of strict crackdowns. If I have a fast elf, not only will I not be investigated, but I can also run in Area 13! In this way, I will be the entire She is the first queen in Magic City to complete all district routes!”

Seeing her excited look, Zhuang Hong couldn't help but ask: "Did you tell Hua Yang about this decision?"

"No, I'm not stupid. Even if there is no violation, he will definitely stop me, so why should I tell him?"

"..."

Zhuang Hong took back what he said. This guy's conscience was greatly damaged.

As for Tang Xian, he has received a reminder from the system that Mo Ye is serious, and her profession as a speedster has been recognized by the system and can be created as an elf profession.

The recognition of the system not only shows that the other party is serious about bringing the elves into their own professions to achieve mutual success, but more importantly, it recognizes that the other party's profession is not harmful to the elves.

Now that there is a system guarantee, there is no problem for Mo Ye in front of her, and she can spread the elves to her.

There is no problem in determining the orbit. Although she needs to be fast and able to carry people, which are two conditions, but the professions that have been certified by the system can be directly set to the conditions "suitable for this profession". .

Of course, you can also buy a Charmander, which is very comfortable for carrying people, and it is not very stable, but the speed may not be ideal.

Reality is not a game. You can judge the speed of elves by looking at the numerical values. In reality, you need to combine the ecology of these elves to better grasp their various indicators.

"I see, I understand the matter, so please ask Ms. Mo to pay the orbit determination fee. Do you know the rules?"

"I know, I won't refund the 1 yuan, hmm, I'll transfer it to the store manager."

After receiving the payment notification, Tang Xian motioned her to look at the big screen. The icon of the aiming scope for orbit determination had already appeared on the screen.

The elf ball quickly flashed past the scope.

Tang Xian is actually not too worried. There are many elves that are fast and can carry people. Especially since various types of elf vehicles are available in the store. Even elves like the Giant Needle Bee can be transformed into beings suitable for carrying people. , so the choice is quite large.

It's a pity that there are only three generations, one, three and five. The other five generations must be missed now.

"stop!"

【Click! 】

The scope locked on an elf ball, and with a snapping sound, the elf ball opened.

A very cute little snake with blue skin and white belly appeared on the screen.

Seeing its appearance, Tang Xian's eyes widened and he subconsciously muttered what was in his mind.

"What the fuck?"