Elves: Starting from Carlos

Mu Feng was walking leisurely along the street out of the city. Suddenly, a man passing by "accidentally" put something into his hand.

Mu Feng was stunned, and instinctively took the thing, then quickly turned his head, wanting to see who gave him this thing.

However, the passerby did not seem to realize what he had just done, and still maintained his pace, walking slowly forward.

His figure gradually moved away in the crowd and soon disappeared from Mu Feng's sight.

Mu Feng lowered his head and looked at the thing in his hand curiously. It was a neatly folded piece of paper.

Without stopping for long, he put the note in his pocket and continued walking along the street.

"Moji?"

Tian Zhuzhu on the shoulder had confusion in her bean-sized eyes. She glanced at Mu Feng's profile, then turned to look at the corner where the man had just disappeared.

It had not yet figured out what was happening in front of it, but it noticed that Mu Feng looked back and stared at the man who was passing by for a moment, then walked on as if nothing had happened.

Could it be that the person just now was an acquaintance?

It shook its head gently and rubbed Mu Feng's neck comfortably, as if seeking a little comfort, and then put those doubts behind it.

Soon, Mu Feng stepped out of Aromatherapy City.

He reached into his pocket, pulled out a neatly folded piece of white paper, and then slowly unfolded it.

The only few words on the note caught my eye: [Kyogre's location has been determined].

Seeing this word, a faint arc passed across Mu Feng's lips, just like a spring breeze blowing across the lake, creating ripples.

……

Alora.

As the tires of the aircraft touched the ground, a series of deep ruts appeared on the runway of Meilemeile Airport.

The plane glided slowly on the runway, like a giant beast strolling leisurely, and finally landed safely on the wide apron.

Mu Feng walked out of the waiting hall. The scene before him reminded him of the first time he set foot on this land, and the corners of his mouth rose involuntarily.

"Moji! Moji!"

The little guy on his shoulder was extremely excited. Although traveling with Mu Feng was always fun, it was still extremely happy to return to its birthplace.

Mu Feng touched the little guy's head, then he took out a black and gold Poké Ball from his waist pocket and threw it forward.

The Poké Ball drew an elegant arc in the air, opened, and a ball of white light burst out of it and fell to the ground.

After the light faded, a Tyrannosaurus appeared in front of him. Its huge body and blood-red wings were particularly eye-catching in the sunlight.

It seemed to be full of curiosity about the unfamiliar environment around it. It kept turning its head left and right, with a gleam of exploration in its eyes.

Mu Feng jumped onto the back of the Tyrannosaurus, sat steadily on its broad back, patted its neck gently, and chuckled, "Okay, don't look at it for now."

"Violent..."

Hearing this, the Tyrannosaurus pushed the ground hard with its limbs and flapped its huge wings vigorously.

With a strong gust of wind, it took Mufeng and its little friends, broke through the clouds and flew towards the blue sky.

Under Mu Feng's guidance, the Dragonite finally landed steadily in front of a warm two-story residential house.

Mu Feng looked around and after confirming the location was correct, he reached out and took out the Poké Ball, ready to take Dragonite back.

Suddenly, he realized that it was almost time for dinner, hesitated for a moment, and put the Poké Ball back into his pocket.

"That door is too small. Fly to the backyard and wait."

"Ouch."

Hearing Mu Feng's instructions, the Tyrannosaurus flapped its wings again and flew high. It drew an elegant arc in the air, bypassed the house, and flew straight into the backyard.

Mu Feng was about to take a step when suddenly, as if he remembered something, he slapped his forehead.

Oops! I forgot to remind it that there are grandpa's Pokémon in the backyard. I hope they don't fight.

Just as Mufeng was thinking about the possible conflict between Dragonite and his grandfather's Pokémon, he had already arrived at the door of his house.

At this moment, there was a dull sound of hammering from the backyard. He couldn't help but sigh and reached out to knock on the door.

After a moment, the door slowly opened, and a lizard-type Pokémon with an upright posture and walking on two feet came into view.

"Long time no see, Xiao Qian."

"Moji!"

A warm smile spread across Mu Feng's face, and his voice was filled with the joy of reunion.

When the Thousand Faced Evil Spirit saw the visitor's face, he was initially surprised for a moment, but soon realized who the visitor was. A happy smile immediately blossomed on his face, and he quickly turned sideways and made an inviting gesture, "Le Ta!"

Mu Feng walked into his familiar home and looked around. Everything was still the same, without any change.

He took off his coat and threw it casually on the sofa, then sat down, poured himself a glass of water, drank it slowly, and enjoyed the warmth of home.

"By the way, that Dragonite is my partner, tell them to stop fighting." Mu Feng remembered the situation in the backyard and immediately explained it to Qianmian Biyi.

The Thousand-Faced Chameleon was originally planning to walk to the backyard to tell everyone the news that Mu Feng had returned, but when it heard what Mu Feng said, it immediately changed from walking briskly to running.

Chameleon quickly came to the backyard door. In front of him, a group of Pokémon formed a big circle, and in the middle were two Pokémon who were fighting fiercely - Woodwind's Dragonite and Swampert.

They each used their own skills, [Dragon Claw] and [Tile Splitting] collided violently in the air, making a dull sound.

“Ah!”

The Thousand-Faced Chameleon took quick action, raising its hands and imitating a pistol gesture, releasing two "water bullets" about 3 cm long from its fingertips.

Hit by the sudden attack, Tyrannosaurus and Swampert screamed in pain, and their bodies involuntarily slid to one side, leaving several deep grooves on the hard ground.

The passion of the battle was instantly curbed, and both Pokémon looked a little dazed and in pain.

All of a sudden, all the Pokémon turned their gazes towards Chameleon, their eyes filled with surprise and confusion...

Mu Feng has already started preparing lunch.

He placed several large plates neatly on the floor, then took out a large bag of Pokémon food from the storage room and poured the food evenly onto several plates.

As for the remaining empty plates, he did not rush to pour food on them. Instead, he put the big bag of Pokémon food back to its original place, took out a few chopsticks, and divided the plates into several areas.

Then, Mu Feng took out several bags of different kinds of Pokémon food from his big backpack and poured them into the previously planned areas.

In order to save trouble, Shanze usually chooses to buy universal Pokémon food, so his Pokémon usually eat this universal food.

It's not that I treat them differently. Mu Feng doesn't know what kind of food they like, so I just cook them the way they are.

His Pokémon are used to eating, and if they were to eat the same thing as them, their appetite would not be so good. He also has to think about his Pokémon.

When a group of Pokémon walked into the living room one after another, Mu Feng just released his own Pokémon.

Seeing them, Mu Feng smiled and waved to them, "You must be hungry, come and eat!"

All the Pokémon immediately came running over happily.