Pokemon Creation: I'm Inspired by Digimon

"Brother Nangong!"

“Nangong Wushuang!”

The former is naturally the second class, and the latter is the first middle school.

"Ziwu, go back, the instructor called for assembly!" Nangong Wushuang ignored the staff of No. 1 Middle School and shouted to Chen Ziwu.

"Okay, big brother!" Chen Ziwu, who looked arrogant just now, was as good as a rabbit at the moment, completely different from his previous appearance.

"Hey, you guys from No. 2 Middle School are so insulting to us from No. 1 Middle School, shouldn't you give us an explanation?"

Nangong Wushuang stopped when he heard the words, and turned his black eyes to look at the person who had just spoken.

The latter's hair suddenly stood up, and he felt uncomfortable, as if he was being targeted by something terrifying.

"Weak, stop talking!"

After Nangong Wushuang said a few words, he left without stopping.

Until he could no longer be seen, the man who had just spoken suddenly seemed like a drowning man coming ashore, breathing heavily and plundering greedily.

"Evil... devil, he is a devil!"

His trembling words were full of fear, and his eyes were filled with fright.

"Ah Wei, how are you, Ah Wei!" His friend quickly stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder.

The latter looked confused, then rolled his eyes and fainted.

There was an uproar at the scene. What kind of ability was this? It made a mature beast master faint at a glance.

"Send him back first, and let's continue preparing dinner!"

"Mo Bei, I heard it's your first day at school, and now everyone else is knocking on your door. Do you want to sit back and ignore it?"

A student from the first class who had long disliked Mo Bei said immediately.

Several classmates around him also looked at him strangely.

"I..." Mo Bei hesitated. He felt that people like him had just come to the camp and didn't even understand the rules of the joint training. They acted rashly. What if the school was deducted points.

He was saying that he had heard of Nangong Wushuang's name, and his strength was on par with him. Even the other elf's abilities were weird and difficult to deal with.

If he takes action and is defeated by the enemy, then his throne as the number one in the No. 1 Middle School will also fall from the altar, and his status in the No. 1 Middle School will definitely plummet. This is something he cannot accept.

So at this time, he could only silently accept everyone's condemnation and clenched his fists.

It is up to you to protect your dignity. If you are insulted due to your lack of strength, you will not reflect on yourself or blame others.

Just to find peace of mind for myself, it's really sad.

Instead of blaming yourself, blame others.

Okay, really good, but a bit useless.

And Mo Bei is also a weak person.

When you enjoy a certain status and strength, you often also bear certain responsibilities and obligations.

The so-called responsibilities and obligations are just shackles and cages used by the world to restrain the strong.

But it is they themselves who put this layer of shackles on themselves. It is really sad and ridiculous.

But the strong have the dignity of the strong, and the strongest cannot be humiliated.

How can he be considered a strong man when he can't even maintain his majesty?

That's why Zou Xu said that he was a weak person, and a ridiculous weak person.

The farce was over, Zou Xu returned to the camp and cooked himself a bowl of porridge.

The joint training place has its own stove. You can cook whatever you want and use the ingredients you bring. But who would have thought that the joint training place has to prepare your own meals.

Even if some people bring food, they don't bring much, and sooner or later they will end up eating nothing.

The same goes for Zou Xu, but he has an eye for data and can tell what can be eaten, what cannot be eaten, and what can be eaten with what.

It saves Zou Xu a lot of trouble. There are all kinds of strange things here in Phoenix Mountain, some of which Zou Xu has never seen before. With the eye of data, he can at least avoid food poisoning.

Zou Xu just settled it hastily for dinner, and the training in the evening will continue.

The people here are basically some of the top young talents in Binhai City. Although some people have a slight difference in IQ, their strength is still good.

Although Agumon's strength cannot be said to be at the bottom here, it is not high either.

For example, Chen Ziwu's green sandalwood dragon today has reached the intermediate city-destroying level. It is extraordinary in strength. Coupled with the strong physique of the dragon-type elf, it can even deal with the higher-level elf that can usually destroy the city.

It is this sense of oppression that allows Zou Xu to maintain the motivation to make progress anytime and anywhere.

Others have been cultivating it for several years or even more than ten years. If Zou Xu wants to match or even surpass them, he must continue to work hard.

"This kid is very diligent!" In the monitoring room, Shi Long couldn't help but admired when he saw Zou Xu going to training just after eating.

At this age, it is really rare to see such self-disciplined people.

Especially after looking at Zou Xu's life background, this quality becomes even more valuable.

"It's just sensationalizing!"

"Wang Zheng, what do you mean?"

"It's not interesting. I just feel like this guy is very pretentious, unsociable, and scheming, so I don't like him!" said a man with a somewhat gloomy appearance.

"you!"

Are you qualified to say that others are scheming?

"Shi Long!" Chen Po stopped Shi Long, and then said: "You really can't draw any conclusions now. A person's character can only be truly determined through long-term observation!"

"The captain is still sensible!" the man said with a sinister smile.

"Unlike someone with well-developed limbs and brain..."

"Hmph!" Shilong didn't say much because of the captain's majesty, and just slammed the door and left.