Pokémon: I have a Pokémon too!

The reaction ability of elves is higher than that of humans, not to mention the existence of multi-legged and multi-clawed Pokémon like Rakshasa.

It is inevitable that humans are not as flexible as the elves in operation, so everyone just ignores the complaints. After all, games are just a form of entertainment. Unexpectedly, such a funny thing happened.

A message popped up on the public screen, "After detection by the Porygon language system, the player [Eating is not as important as honor] has verbally abused others. A warning is given. Harsh words hurt others. Please actively maintain a friendly environment in the game."

There were ten players in one game, and seven of them chose to laugh on the public screen.

[Where is the glory in eating?] The Porygon character model was standing there in a daze, with an inexplicably desolate feeling of being isolated and abandoned.

The Flame Queen killed him with her second skill, Flame Whip, and tied him up and threw him under the tower. Porygon was shattered into pieces and died.

This death also made him sober up. He changed all his auxiliary equipment to output equipment, fired triple attacks at a super long distance, and turned into a fragile little turret to kill people.

Haobaxing didn't quite understand why everyone was laughing at the man opposite him, but he still fulfilled his responsibility as a tank.

He used the first skill to charge and add a shield to himself. His huge body took on the triple attack. He then used Swallow to restore three quarters of his health.

Now the opponents were all unhappy and started posting excessive messages on the public screen.

There isn't a lot of hostility in the game. Everyone is relatively friendly and only curses the studio together out of a common hatred for the enemy.

After playing two games, it was getting late, so Shen Xiqing opened the door and called the elves who were playing in the snow outside to come back and rest.

Zoroark stood at the door and carefully brushed off the snow on his body, while Daxula shook his body skillfully and quickly got rid of the snow on his body.

The worst case was on the label painter, whose entire body turned white.

"What's going on?" Shen Xiqing picked him up and shook him up and down. He also cooperated by shaking his head to clear most of the snow.

"ayi" Tu Biao Ke shook his head and refused to say anything. Zoroark and Da Xianla also looked up at the sky and the ground and refused to speak.

Shen Xiqing had no choice but to tap Tu Biaoke's forehead, "Be careful when playing, don't get sick."

Tu Biao Ke covered his forehead and hummed in agreement. Zoroark and Daxianla both nodded obediently, but with their hands behind their backs, they kept nudging each other.

Shen Xiqing glared at them before he calmed down. Flame Queen Lizard lay on the sofa and watched, secretly complaining in his heart, "Noisy boys."

The Good and Bad Star sitting next to her yawned, his eyelids twitching.

Seeing this, Shen Xiqing asked him to go and rest first.

The Good and Bad Star fan stared and refused to leave, "Good and Bad?"

Will he be as powerful as in the game in the future?

Every time he blocked the opponent's key skill, his teammates would praise him, and Shen Xiqing and Flame Queen Lizard were also generous in praising him.

He liked this feeling very much.

Shen Xiqing pinched his little face and said, "As long as Good and Bad Star wants it, then it will definitely be possible."

With the assurance, Good and Bad Star fell down and fell into a deep sleep.

Everyone laughed silently, their hearts softened by his cuteness.

The next morning, when it was still gray, Shen Xiqing had already gotten up and started warming up.

I feel that my sleep quality has improved a lot as my body has been strengthened.

Shen Xiqing exhaled white air while breathing, and the thoughts in his mind had already flown to the sky.

The butler at home was not as good at cooking as his sister, so Shen Xiqing planned to buy some lunch boxes from the store that Qi Jiating mentioned that specialized in making bento boxes.

It’s not that she doesn’t have the energy to cook, but since she has come to a new place, how can she not eat the local specialties and adapt to the local customs?

When Shen Xiqing arrived at the store, Qi Jiating and Yan Zixin were already there.

"I'm actually the last one to arrive." After Shen Xiqing ordered the food she wanted from today's menu, she sat opposite them and said in surprise.

"Your words are too obviously targeting me." Yan Zixin bared his teeth at Shen Xiqing, pretending to be dissatisfied.

It's a pity that his acting is so poor that you can see through his tricks at a glance.

"The main thing is that you were so tired yesterday, but you were able to get up so early today."

Even though Yan Zixin still had the energy to laugh at Shen Xiqing in the infirmary, he was the weakest when they were going down the mountain.

Yan Zixin couldn't help but frowning when he thought about yesterday. No, he couldn't act at all.

He really didn't want the last bit of masculinity he had left. He forced himself to get up this morning with a mask of pain on.

I originally thought that I had to come for training no matter how early I got up or late, so I might as well die early and be reborn, and show off at the same time. I didn't expect that I would be brought back to my original form in an instant.

"If you feel really uncomfortable, remember to tell your friends after today. They will teach you how to relieve your fatigue."

Just one or two short-term massage treatments in the medical room are not enough to allow the body to fully adapt to this rhythm. Only by persisting in exercising day after day to make the body accustomed to it can you see results.

Yan Zixin nodded with a bitter face. What else could he do? He had chosen the path himself and it was the path he wanted to take. He could only bear the pain himself and say it was effective and give more.

The wind chimes swayed their bodies and made crisp sounds to remind them that the meal was ready.

The red and gray lunch box feels warm to the touch and is quite heavy.

Seeing Shen Xiqing looking the lunch box up and down, Qi Jiating began to explain to her.

"This lunch box is made of fragments of lava armor, which is the rock shell on the back of a lava snail. It is a very good thermal insulation material, so the food inside won't get cold at noon."

Yan Zixin touched the lunch box in surprise. He had heard that some items were made from raw materials from elves. They sounded very high-end and expensive.

But I didn’t expect that small items like lunch boxes could be made from materials found on elves.

"Wouldn't it be a waste to do this? After all, it's just a lunch box. Wouldn't it be more profitable to make it into other handicrafts?"

Yan Zixin touched along the cracks on the food box and could feel a little bit of hot temperature, but it was not scorching.

"It's not a waste if it can be put to good use." Qi Jiating was not surprised to see him like this. Some people who came here to travel would even buy some of these items as souvenirs to take home.

In fact, as long as the elves around them are willing to provide materials or help make them, these things can be found everywhere for them.

They will also exchange the profits for the elves' favorite food or use.

Under such circumstances, the relationship between the mountain people and the elves became closer and better.

"If we force the elves to produce in order to make money, it will lose its original purpose."

"No creature is born to be exploited. All are equal."