Elves: Goal, help Pokémon fulfill their wishes

Liang Yin tapped his little fox's head and could guess what it was thinking. It was most likely that it was worried about its trainer with a "long criminal record" - after getting ambiguous replies from Zeraora and Mewtwo such as "It's up to you" and "I'll leave it to my father", he turned his head to look at the furry ball on his shoulder, which was puffing up its cheeks and ready to perform a combination of fake crying and round pupils. In the end, he had no choice but to indulge this guy's jealous temper, turned his back and walked towards the [Roasted Flame Beast Coffee Shop].

"Hey, guests, please stay!"

In a flash, a silver-grey Eevee suddenly jumped out and used all four limbs to hold Liang Yin's thigh like a bear hugging a wooden stake, while mumbling a series of Pokémon-style dishes:

"Wishing tree juice, Devil's Kiss cheese milk, icy frosty refreshing soda, blazing ginger tea, sweet and fragrant cocoa, numbing vegetable juice and the signature drink, nine-color sublimation velvet latte... The ingenious recipes of our store are based on the dietary preferences of nine types of Pokémon, while the other side only provides monotonous dishes that suit the taste of fire-attribute Pokémon~"

Oh no, the skin of the white vixen underneath actually combines the three heavyweight labels of "furry", "pink and tender flesh pads" and "white hair" in one. Liang Yin's composure, which is not to say horrible but better than nothing, is probably not enough to withstand it!

Thinking of this, Ibrahimovic, who exudes the aura of a "first wife", narrowed his brown eyes slightly, and instantly raised his alertness to ten or even twelve points. He tried to "argue" without thinking twice: "No matter how much you brag, it's just one side of the story after all. Besides, it's not a competitive method that regular businesses would use to praise one and step down on the other."

"Haha, this sister from the same clan really loves to joke."

"How can 'telling the truth' be considered 'praising one and criticizing the other'?"

The white fox blinked twice with a grin, then, while maintaining its posture, it used one of its claws to grab the tail behind it and "clattered" out a bunch of honorary certificates that were framed in glass frames and looked particularly intimidating:

"Not only is our store a century-old brand, but it has also topped the list of the most popular customers for five consecutive years. Look, there's an official certification on it!"

Well, which special effects studio did this four-dimensional chrysanthemum come from, and what is the limit of its capacity? The little fox, who has been influenced by the big dye vat of the Blue Planet Internet, took a breath of cold air, and even for a moment thought of many operations that were more about liveliness than actual effectiveness.

But Ibrahimovic quickly adjusted his expression.

While it was weighing the specific awards corresponding to the stack of certificates with a hint of amusement, it was hinting with its eyes that Mewtwo should quickly use its telekinesis to drive that shameless "fox-skin plaster" off its human's trouser leg - of course, it would be even better if it could take this opportunity to let the other party experience a few thrilling rounds of "being thrown by the earth" or "being spun at high speed" as a punishment.

But after all, it is indeed a bit shaken.

The specific reasons are nothing more than the following:

First of all, the heterochromatic Ibrahimovic, who deserves the title of "big trouble", has already taken the initiative to attack, and as the leader of the team, there is no reason for me to "avoid the battle", otherwise it would be assumed that it really cowarded that guy, and "since ancient times, there is only a thief who can steal for a thousand days, but you can never guard against thieves for a thousand days";

Secondly, the guy who meets the triple fetish should have reached his limit. Even if there is another accident, it will at most be an increase in "quantity" rather than an improvement in "quality". The threat index will not be higher than that of the white-haired fox who actively came out to solicit customers. The variables are within the controllable range.

Finally, the fragrance that "urged" him to come here was still lingering at the tip of his nose. More importantly, after smelling it for a long time, Ibrahimovic could feel that the power of Tapu in his body had given rise to a kind of restlessness called "desire", and he almost blurted out the "famous" words "This treasure is destined to be with me".

"Paji!"

The heterochromatic Eevee decisively loosened its claws, twisted its body nimbly, and landed steadily. The whole set of movements was smooth and seamless. I don't know if it was because of good luck or strong perception, but it actually missed Mewtwo's telekinetic grab. "Hey, sparring and other value-added services are priced separately, and they can't be reimbursed by the new member benefits~"

Reimburse...reimburse?!

Liang Yin, who had not found a chance to interrupt, was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly browsed the interface of the [Pokémon Cafe]. Finally, in a corner, he found a line of small words that seemed to be written with mosquito legs dipped in ink - the general meaning was that the first food consumption expenses of the new backbones would be fully borne by the platform in the name of a celebratory banquet.

No wonder he is so attentive!

It turns out that newcomers with unfamiliar faces are fat sheep coming to eat at the buffet.

Alas, this world is still material after all!

Liang Yin smacked his lips in disappointment.

Our own Ibrahimovic is still the best, he can create idealistic sparks with him.

To be honest, the UI of the Dream Center doesn't pay much attention to user experience. Can't this kind of prompt text be placed in a prominent position? If it really doesn't work, just make it simple and crude, refer to the design of the recharge entrance of those legendary web games, and make the more important information blingbling, making it difficult for people to ignore it.

He cursed and tapped the small words.

Sure enough, another hidden window popped up with the prerequisites, such as no take-out, no waste, no staying in the store for a long time or even staying overnight to get a bargain, no connecting the stomach to the other dimension, no using Gigantamax and Gigantamax, and strictly prohibiting dream makers from colluding with merchants to temporarily change prices...

These rules do not seem to be groundless.

Alas, how can it be repaired?

It’s all because our predecessors exploited loopholes too hard, forcing the platform to patch them.

……

After going around in circles, Liang Yin and his group finally had a meal at the Ibrahimovic Family's Nine Colors Sublimation Dream Cafe. The food here is indeed not just for show, not only is the taste amazing, but the additional benefits described in the introduction of the dishes are also very real, and there is no such thing as "the text description is for reference only, please refer to the actual product".

When Zeraora sipped a bowl of numbing vegetable juice, he could clearly feel the "crackling" of tiny electric currents activating his taste buds, and then the tingling sensation spread from his esophagus to his abdominal cavity. The electric cat, whose nerves were always tense, inadvertently revealed a somewhat relaxed look, and the biomagnetic field in his body also began to rotate like a conditioned reflex, and almost naturally connected and entangled with the natural magnetic field of the outside world.

Poke...Poke it?!

The thin membrane separating stage one from stage two was broken.

The successful superconductivity of the organs belonging to the digestive system in its abdominal cavity is proof of this!

Zeraora pinched the cat's paw and felt unreal when he woke up.

Of course, it understood that the bowl of tingling vegetable juice with an amazing taste was only a trigger for the breakthrough, not the key, but it still didn't understand why the last barrier that it had been unable to break through with intensive practice day and night just happened to "open the floodgates" when it was "enjoying itself".

So, the electric cat told its trainer about its confusion and puzzlement.

"I think it's the combination of work and rest that's the credit! You've been pushing yourself too hard recently, like a bow with a fully drawn string. If you don't let go, it will be difficult to nock the next arrow."

Liang Yin was very pleased that Zelaola was willing to confide in him. He put down the knife he was using to cut the pancake, and after a little reasoning, he expressed his guess.

Hearing this, the black-skinned cat nodded thoughtfully.

After drinking a whole cup of Nine-Color Sublimated Velvet Latte, Ibrahimovic not only felt refreshed, but also found that the purity of his Tapu Power had increased a little. He finally confirmed and was certain that the thing that "seduced" him was one of the raw materials for its manufacture.

In order to get a more accurate answer, it stopped the white-haired fox and asked for advice.

"...Oh my, this is a business secret that cannot be revealed to 'outsiders'!" The Ibrahimovic was stunned at first, then his eyes rolled around, a sly smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he did not give a direct answer.

The little fox, who didn't get the result he wanted, gritted his teeth, turned his grief and anger into appetite, and gulped down three 500ml cups of Nine-Color Sublimation Velvet Latte on the spot. He didn't stop until his belly was full.