What is an elf trainer?

As the door behind the bookshelf opens, the identity of this small button is self-evident. It is the button that controls the mechanisms in this room.

As for why Zhou Yuan knew there was a mechanism on this stone sculpture?

Don't ask, just ask because you have been here in a previous life.

Although I came through the game, you just want to say whether you came or not?

After condensing a small ball of Qi and throwing it into the doorway to ensure that there were no dangers or traps, Zhou Yuan stepped into the doorway.

On the side of the doorway is a corridor. The length of the corridor itself is not too long, about 20 meters. However, there are five recessed spaces on the walls on both sides of the corridor. When the left and right sides are added up, they are ten. Such a small space.

As he got closer, Zhou Yuan discovered that the items originally located in these storage compartments were still there!

For example, in the storage compartment in front of Zhou Yuan, there are a dozen yellow and white high-end balls, a total of six.

Although playing high-level golf is nothing to the current Zhou Yuan, it is different for the scavengers. They will never let go of this extra money.

And now that the high-end golf ball can still be placed here in good condition, it means that at least no one has ever entered this corridor.

But thinking about it, if Zhou Yuan hadn't tricked him, he would never have thought that the statue standing in the room outside had a mechanism that could control the door.

With the thoughts of "it's all here" and "this is the stuff of my good friend Mewtwo's enemy Rockets, if you don't take it, it's free", Zhou Yuan pocketed the high-end ball on this small table without any burden. Even if you don't use it yourself, sometimes it's good to give it to a kid you like and give it to them to help them embark on the path of becoming a trainer.

After taking away the high-level ball, Zhou Yuan turned around and stared at the storage compartment opposite the high-level ball.

Since there were no lights in the corridor, even if Zhou Yuan took out his mobile phone and turned on the flashlight, and his night vision ability was relatively strong, it was only after he got closer that he saw what was placed in the storage compartment. A stone of thunder with faint light flowing on it.

After putting the Thunder Stone into his bag, Zhou Yuan continued to observe other storage compartments in the corridor and found that they contained some cultivation resources, not even basic cultivation resources, but relatively rare ones. resource.

In the last storage compartment on the right, Zhou Yuan took out a leather notebook.

After opening the commemorative ball and letting Mimikyu come out and float on his head to hold his cell phone as a spotlight, Zhou Yuan slowly opened the notebook that had accumulated a layer of dust.

Judging from the content on the first page, this should be a diary.

"April 4th, the weather is fine. Today is the first day I report to the research base. I heard that Dr. Fuji is leading a team to create the strongest elves in the world. I am really honored to be able to join. I must work hard!"

……

"On May 5th, the weather was cloudy. After more than a month of doing odd jobs, today I finally got the opportunity to enter the deepest research room. The strand of hair placed on the central workbench is the hair of the legendary elf Mew. Really? It’s great... If I could touch it, I wouldn’t regret dying... Ah, what am I thinking!"

……

"On June 6th, the weather was lightly raining. In the afternoon, the members of the hunting team came back. This time they brought back a lot of captured wild elves. If nothing else goes wrong, these elves should be the modified materials for the entire genetic project. Although It's exciting to be able to create the strongest elf in the world, but is it really worth sacrificing the lives of so many wild elves for this? Doctor...what do you think?"

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"On June 6th, the weather was overcast, and another rat was taken for experiment. I will never see it again, right? Is what we did really right? Sure enough... with my experience My personality is still not suitable for being a researcher... After this research is over, apply for a change of position and be your own trainer."

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"July 7st, the weather is fine. The sun is so bright today, and the bricks on the construction site are extremely hot... Hahahaha, the benefits in the team are really good. I have already saved up less than three months after I came here. I’ve exchanged a lot of points for them. I’ll go to the logistics department tomorrow to exchange them for training resources and take them with me when I’m transferred.”

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"On July 7rd, the weather was gloomy. I worked overtime until early this morning and had no time to go to the logistics department. I finally went to the logistics department to redeem supplies after work. I will conquer six elves in the future. I just redeemed them. Six high-grade balls, there should be an electric elf in them, otherwise the first prize thunder stone drawn will be useless..."

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"On July 7th, the weather was rainy. The doctor said that the experiment had reached a critical stage, but the experimental materials were not enough. Does this mean that a new batch of wild elves will be captured for experiments?... On days like this, I've really had enough. End it soon. I don't want to stay here anymore. No matter how powerful the elves are, it has nothing to do with me, right? But every time I see living elves losing their lives in genetic editing When I feel my physical symptoms, I feel like an executioner with his hands full of blood. These days should end soon..."

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"On July 7th, the weather was unknown, and the experiment had entered the most critical stage. Under the instruction of the doctor, the institute was almost completely closed, and the work was basically transferred underground. It seems that in the last few days I can't see the scenery outside. Speaking of which, among the elves that were captured a few days ago, one Pikachu was so cute. He didn't realize that he had been captured at all. He even walked out of the prison exhausted after I finished working overtime. When I pass by their place, they give me fruit to eat... But, should it also be used as experimental material?"

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"July 7th, the weather is unknown. Ever since I met that Pikachu a few days ago, when I went to the dormitory after the experiment, I would always take a detour and pass by the place where it was kept. Every time I just wanted to take a look at it. Whether it's here or not, I feel more relieved when I see that it's still in the cage. This feeling... is it the way a trainer feels when he sees his own elf? But I've obviously only seen it a few times... "

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"On July 7th, soon, the experiment has officially entered the final stage. After repeating it twice more, the genes extracted from Dream's hair can be officially edited. By then, there is hope of creating the strongest elf in the world. Will it also come true? But I don't care about that now. I have already thought about it. When the experiment is over, I will apply to spend all the points to take that Pikachu away. It should have a better life."

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"July 7th, what a risk. Pikachu was taken out for experiment today, but luckily I was there at the time and submitted an application to the doctor to tame this Pikachu. The doctor was surprisingly easy to talk to, saying it was because of me. In the name of time and dedication, I agreed to my request, but I can’t give it to me yet. I have to wait until the experiment is completely completed. Doctor is really a good person.”

……

After reading most of the contents of this diary in silence, he found that it was a daily record recorded by the original researcher. There was nothing special about it. Zhou Yuan was about to close it and leave. Just before closing it, Zhou Yuan saw red traces oozing out on the last page, like...blood?

With some doubts and curiosity, Zhou Yuan opened the last page with words in the diary.

Different from the previous pages, the handwriting on this page of the diary is quite messy, as if it was written in a hurry. There are still a few black and red marks on the paper. If nothing else, this should have been Dried black blood.

Without his previous playful attitude, Zhou Yuan quietly read the text on the last page.

(Work overtime for a day, waiting for me to code a few words, stupid work)