Pokemon Creation: I'm Inspired by Digimon

And Zou Xu also encountered his trouble.

Fantasy!

Zou Xu just closed his eyes for a while, and when he opened his eyes again, the scene around him had undergone a 180-degree change.

A withered old tree, yellowed walls, dimmed incandescent lights, and walls covered with ivy.

The only swing in the yard swayed slowly. Zou Xu was a little distracted for a moment, but he quickly calmed down.

This place was very familiar to him in his past and present life, and he was extremely familiar with every plant and tree.

"Look at that weirdo, sitting there all day long without talking, he can't be mute!"

A group of children gathered together and whispered, looking at Zou Xu from time to time like he was looking at a monster.

"Eh? Mute, isn't that a weirdo?"

"How about we bully him? Anyway, he can't speak and can't complain!"

"This is not good. Grandma Dean will be angry if she knows it." A little boy hesitated.

"What are you afraid of? Xiaohu, don't you dare?"

"Xiaohu, you are the most timid, hahaha."

"Coward, we won't play with you anymore."

"Hey, okay, okay, but we can't let the dean know about it. The dean is very angry."

"I got it, coward, let's go!" A relatively large child walked to the tree where Zou Xu was sitting.

"What's the matter?" Little Zou Xu was still a little confused.

"Hey, I can talk, I'm not mute!" said a little boy.

"What should we do now, Brother Long?" Knowing that Zou Xu could speak, the children who were afraid of complaining instantly panicked.

"What are you afraid of? There are so many of us. Grandma must believe me!" the child in the lead pretended to be calm.

Zou Xu remembers this very clearly. This is the first time Zou Xu knows that many evils in this world are without reason.

It could be because he doesn't like you as a person, or because he doesn't like your personality, or he can even simply dislike your appearance.

The result was without exception. With Zou Xu's small body, it was difficult to fight even a small fat man, let alone a group of them.

So it was normal for me to get punched several times.

Until the evening, the dean's grandmother came back. She didn't give Zou Xu time to explain, just one sentence.

"Why does he bully you but not others?"

"If you can't clap, think about whether there are reasons of your own."

Anyway, the matter ended up being settled, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that she was favoring the little fat man.

Because that little fat man is her real grandson, and the reason why she took over this orphanage was simply because of the country's pension for orphans.

Zou Xu and some other children were all adopted. Zou Xu was also adopted in the past two weeks, and he ate a lot, so she naturally disliked her. She even didn't prepare a rice bowl for Zou Xu several times.

Zou Xu felt that he was obviously very good and obedient, but this old woman just didn't want to see him.

Several children wouldn't even play with him, so he could only go to the orphanage's study to read.

Fortunately, this orphanage received special attention, so someone came to teach these orphans how to read and write.

For the first time, Zou Xu also learned from the book that the world was inherently unfair and he could only choose to accept it.

So on the first night when Zou Xu was bullied, Zou Xu rushed into the little fat man's room in the middle of the night with a broomstick and beat him up.

After the beating, Zou Xu was imprisoned without exception. There was endless loneliness in the dark room, and the dark space seemed to oppress Zou Xu's nerves all the time.

Zou Xu never wants to experience that feeling again in his life.

But Zou Xu has no regrets because he knows that a person has to pay the price for his actions.

Although he was scared, he still huddled together, recalling the stories he had read before in his mind, so that he was no longer afraid.

Comforting his heart, it seems that only by comforting himself by talking to himself in this way, Zou Xu will not cry.

The teacher who taught them how to read also said that crying is the most useless thing, so you should never cry when something happens.

Fortunately, the confinement didn't last long, because the local area still attached great importance to this orphanage, so it was only held for three hours. But to Zou Xu, it seemed like three years had passed.

But there are good and bad consequences to this. The good thing is that no one will trouble him anymore. The bad thing is that Zou Xu often has no food to eat, and occasionally eats cold rice.

Days like this continued until the teacher who taught them how to read brought a test paper for them to answer.

Zou Xu won the first place without exception, and was sent to the best local high school by his teacher to escape from that gloomy time.

That painful memory has been buried deep in Zou Xu's heart, unwilling to be touched.

His body also seemed to have suffered from the root cause of disease in his childhood, and his life stopped at the age of twenty-five.

The last moment of my memory, I stayed on the operating table and left forever.

The memories stop there.

"Huh~" Zou Xu slowly breathed a sigh of relief, with a rare hint of impatience on his expression.

"Are you done with all your tricks?"

"Incubus!"