Pokémon: Why do you call me the sixth trainer?

In schools, such matters that are not even conflicts are usually handled by the student union.

Ten minutes later, in the student union office, ten people were divided into two reception rooms.

In the classroom on the left, there is a short-haired girl with Kirulian, a boy from the student council whom I have never seen before, and three boys from the second grade of junior high school.

In the classroom on the right, there were the long-haired girl, a boy, and Chen An.

Since Chen An and Yun Xiaoxiao arrived late, they were really confused. Chen Xing was the one being troubled, but he was in a low mood and didn't want to say much, so the conversation ended quickly.

"Speaking of which," as the boy taking notes closed his notebook and left the classroom, the long-haired girl no longer had a straight face and began to look at Chen Xing curiously.

"Are you Chen Xing, who is called the God of Learning by this year's freshmen? Tell me why I use the sweet aroma and flower therapy skills in the cafeteria?"

“The aroma of the sweet aroma and the soothing substance in the flower therapy skill can neutralize or even overwhelm the tear molecules in the tears of the tear-eyed lizard, making people (and elves) in the range stop crying, and the two skills can be combined to make it even more powerful. It can quickly and effectively reduce the discomfort caused by crying, thereby calming down the crying people and elves faster." Even though he was in a bad mood, when someone asked a question, Chen Xing still responded like a reflex.

(The above answers only represent the research results of Chen Xingjie)

"Pfft," Chen An and the others couldn't help but laugh out loud when they saw that Chen Xing would answer questions immediately even if he was not in a high mood.

"Ahem." Chen Xing coughed twice in embarrassment after reacting.

"Okay, nothing's going on. You guys should go back and eat." Seeing that the people were no longer depressed, the long-haired girl waved to indicate that they could leave. "I'll go next door and ask about the situation."

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Saying goodbye to the seniors in the student union, the three of them walked towards the cafeteria. Because Chen Xing's air pressure was slightly lower, the team seemed particularly quiet.

"Speaking of which," Yun Xiaoxiao still tried to break the dull atmosphere, "Chenxi's tears are really powerful."

"Tears." The tear-eyed lizard, who had already woken up, hid it in embarrassment.

"After all, it is the origin of the name of the tear-eyed lizard clan." Chen An gently touched Chen Xi.

"Speaking of which," Yun Xiaoxiao paused, "If it passes the advance test, what arrangements will you make?"

"Let's see what Chen Xi thinks," Chen An said slowly, feeling the cool skin of the tear-eyed lizard. "I may take him to the breeding area or the battle area to see it, but if he doesn't want to fight, I will stay with him at home."

"Oh, that's great." Yun Xiaoxiao sighed. "My family requires me to be among the top 50 in my grade this semester, so I'm still debating whether to apply for early testing."

"Is there anything special about the first fifty?" Chen An couldn't help but ask.

Even in high school, it is determined based on the grades of the third grade of junior high school and the school entrance exam scores. There is really no need to have such high requirements for the first grade of junior high school.

"Oh. Because of the cute flying dragon's fighting power." Yun Xiaoxiao sighed, gently stroking the finger-sized cute flying dragon. "In a situation like Meng Fei's, I won't be able to participate in the subsequent combat courses. If I want to take the trainer route, I can only apply to the school to receive the second elf if I enter the top 50 in the final test."

Chen An once again felt that reality is not a game, and everything cannot be based on data.

For example, the Cute Fly's "impact" power in the game is 20, and the tear-eyed lizard's "impact" power is also 20. At the same level and with the same qualifications, if they collide with each other, they may suffer basically the same damage.

But in reality, the impact of cute flies of the same level (both in the juvenile stage) will cause the tear-eyed lizard to feel a little pain, but if the tear-eyed lizard uses impact, it may directly cause the cute fly to lose its combat effectiveness.

Although Mengyu is an elf of the insect and fairy types, he is very rare in the main team of combat-oriented trainers because he is one of the few small-sized elves.

After the first semester of the school starts, combat courses will be added. At that time, the cute fly will basically be a mascot.

"Oh, it's still early for the final exam." Yun Xiaoxiao sighed and cheered up again, "Now we can only take one step at a time."

"Actually, there will be opportunities to apply before the start of the second grade of junior high school." Chen Xing, who had been lowering his head, suddenly said, "The cute fly is just too small in the early stage, and its physical skills are not effective. If you train it, you can focus on auxiliary or special attack skills. In addition to her small size, you can also consider using the dodge style.”

"Huh?" Yun Xiaoxiao's eyes lit up.

"Yes, everyone's elves are basically hatched at the same time. Except for a few elves, most people's elves can basically only master physical skills such as impact in the first semester." Chen An also reacted.

The growth rate of elves in the real world is very slow. The infancy period lasts for two to three months. Special attack skills are basically learned slowly after one year old (the second grade of junior high school). Therefore, Meng Flies also need to learn the skills in the first semester of junior high school. It's not completely impossible to participate in combat classes.

"Well!" Yun Xiaoxiao cheered up and touched the cute fly, "But we have to work hard! Let's exercise together starting tomorrow!"

"Cute! (Exercise!" Meng Fei stretched out his slender front legs and touched Yun Xiaoxiao's fingers. It was like a high-five.

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Before you know it, the first semester of junior high school is about to start.

In the second week of the official start of school, Chen An and others passed the early test and gained the right to spend their time freely. Since then, Chen An has almost never been to class.

—On the open notepad, a little hand is trying hard to hold a pen, recording seriously in childish words:

[The new semester is about to start. Chen Xi has been very happy during the past six months.

[Chen An took Chen Xi to the school's kindergarten to play with elves of the same age, and took Chen Xi to the school's training ground to watch the battles between elves. He also moved to a new home and changed to a more spacious house. The new house except the middle The lush tree is also filled with various handicrafts created by Chen Xi in the past six months.

[In the past six months, Chenxi has matured a lot. She no longer cries easily. She is already a mature elf.

[The first battle is about to begin, Chenxi is ready!

"Mature elf?" The young man's smiling voice came from behind, and his little hand froze.

"Tear, don't peek!" The owner of the little hand closed the book and stopped letting the boy peek.

"Okay Chen Xi, it's time for us to go to school." The boy straightened up and stretched out his arms, "Let's go."

"Tears (leave!"