Elf Dark Insect Master
Chapter 060: When you say it’s true, it’s 3% false, and when you say it’s false, it’s 7% true
"Uncle, were you the one who saved me and the Sting Bee?" Wutong immediately got off the bed and asked with a grateful look on his face.
The middle-aged uncle shook his head and said with a smile: "That's my niece Xiao Huang. I'm Xiuchen. It was her Bada Butterfly that saved you from those swarm of giant needle bees, and then she brought you back."
Wutong was stunned for a moment, and Uncle Hidetomi continued: "You new trainers are always so careless. In fact, as long as they do not deviate from the roads marked by the rangers in the forest, generally speaking, the giant needle bees will actively avoid those roads. You must pay attention to it in the future.”
"Thank you so much. I really didn't expect it to be so dangerous. I was just chasing a wild elf in, but I accidentally angered a group of giant needle wasps." Wutong smiled gratefully, and now he was confirmed.
A few years ago, Wutong, who was still a child catching insects, met a blond girl with magical healing powers in the Viridian Forest. At that time, he did not know her identity, but when another memory and soul merged, the blond girl with ponytail and healing ability, immediately letting him know the identity of the blonde girl.
Xiao Huang is also an orphan. In fact, there are a lot of orphans in this world, far too many to be considered normal. As an orphan, she was born in the Viridian Forest and has no name left by her parents. She lives with her fishing uncle Hidetomi in Viridian Forest. In the forest, her full name is simply Xiao Huang Changpan. This is a typical old-style civilian nomenclature. A simple title is used as the name, followed by the suffix of the place of birth as the surname, forming a commoner's name. full name.
Xiuchen nodded with satisfaction, and the two of them walked out of the living room. They happened to see a golden ponytail swinging in the kitchen. It was Xiao Huang who was cooking dinner.
Wutong secretly gave the exquisite curves of this figure an excellent grade of 80%. It is not that weird, but the shape is very safe for childbirth. She will definitely be a good mother in the future.
"Xiao Huang, the person you rescued has woken up. I'll come here."
"it is good."
Xiuchen went over to take over, while Xiao Huang looked at the boy who was already outside the kitchen door, took the apron, washed his hands and left.
"Are you feeling okay?"
"No problem, Sister Xiao Huang, thank you for saving me."
In response to Xiao Huang's question, Wutong shamelessly called her sister, but in fact, he thought that the other party should have taken advantage of her, because in terms of total age, he was older than her.
"It's fine, sit down."
Xiao Huang and Wutong were sitting on the long wicker chairs in the living room, and her dexterous white hands were peeling the fruit. While looking at Wutong with her bright brown eyes, she asked: "What's your name? Is that child yours?" The elf?”
"Wutong." Wutong sat on the chair obediently, with his hands on his knees. He could barely write the word "behaved" on his face. He continued to answer almost sternly: "That child's name is Thorn, and he was me in the forest." Sister Xiao Huang that I picked up inside, you also saved a child a few years ago, do you remember?"
After saying that, Wutong looked at her expectantly.
Xiao Huang was a little embarrassed. It was impossible for her to remember everything that happened a few years ago. Although she was not a ranger, with her extraordinary talent, she was more like a ranger than a ranger in the Viridian Forest. There was almost nothing near her home. After being reminded of the large-scale battle, she had to save people. She vaguely had some memories, but the child seemed to be a very ordinary bug-catcher. But whether he was carrying green caterpillars or unicorn bugs at the time, she couldn't remember clearly. .
"That's me." Wutong felt a little uncomfortable with the word "la" in his words, but he continued: "At that time, I wanted to catch a unicorn insect with my own strength, but ended up offending a group of big worms. Needle Bee, fortunately Sister Xiao Huang and your Pikachu passed by and saved me from those big Needle Bees. I didn’t expect to be saved by you again this time.”
Xiao Huang smiled awkwardly, she really didn't think of it, but at this time, Pikachu suddenly jumped on the table.
"Qiuqiuqiuqiu"
On the contrary, Pikachu seemed to have completely remembered it. He stared and started gesticulating. Sometimes he pretended to be running desperately, sometimes he clapped his hands and pretended to be a giant needle bee, and sometimes he pretended to be passing by slowly. He kept looking at the little boy. Huang and Wutong pointed, indicating that it had recalled everything.
"Your memory is so good, so amazing." Wutong did not hide his surprise and admiration, looking at Pikachu with admiration.
"Chuchu" Hearing the compliment, Pikachu put his hands on his hips, looking like he was certainly awesome.
"Okay." Xiao Huang was angry and funny. He patted its head, took it into his arms, and pressed its head with two balls to prevent it from interrupting the conversation with any more excited performances.
Wutong looked away and continued to perfect the identity he had drawn for himself. He said gratefully: "From that day on, I was determined to become a powerful trainer, to protect myself and others."
Xiao Huang was also very happy. After all, being admired by others would make everyone feel happy. She did not forget the core of the original question and continued to ask: "That's right. We should have used elves in the first place." Use your power to protect other weak people and elves. By the way, your giant sting wasp is too poisonous. Did it eat something strange?"
Normally, it is impossible for general genetics to have such strong toxicity. If there is such strong toxicity, then its parents will not survive to give birth to it successfully.
Mentioning this matter, the expression on Wutong's face became very gloomy. He turned his head and looked into the room. Through the half-open door, he could see the corner of the sleeping figure of the giant Stipe Bee. Then he turned around and slowly looked back. "The stabbing was bad, I know that because it's all my fault," he said.
When the time came for the real performance, Wutong recalled the memory deep in his heart and did not hesitate to use his feelings for it. Tears gradually filled his eyes and his hoarse voice became choked with sobs.
"Last year, Unicorn Bug and I were playing against other partners."
Slowly, Wutong told his story, one where he controlled and told it all from a third-person perspective, and the other where he came to enlightenment again as he was being dissected by his other self.
Wutong recalled all the details when he faced that Vulpix.
He finally understood now that the tragedy was not just the mistake of the boy with the Vulpix.
That mistake must be borne by him, the Unicorn Bug, and the six-tailed boy. No matter who was missing at that time, that tragedy would not have happened.
If that young man hadn't been so arrogant and forced a fight, the result wouldn't have been like that;
If I hadn't hesitated for too long and decisively refused to fight, the result wouldn't have been like that;
If the one-horned bug hadn't been too naive at the time, the result wouldn't have been like that.
The former Wutong finally understood why the one-horned insect responded to the young man's challenge without his instructions that day.
The one-horned bug felt the contempt and neglect of the Vulpix and the boy, and also felt the unwillingness of his trainer. Driven by various complex emotions that it could not understand, the one-horned bug overcame his natural fear of the fire-based Vulpix. , resolutely chose to take the initiative to attack.
Under a cold mask, his chest and clothes were wet with hot tears. He swore that he had never hated himself like this in his life. He screamed and cursed silently in his heart. At that time, he was a complete and hopeless person. stupid insect
If he at that time
If you can leave behind, you shouldn’t be so naive and unwilling to accept reality;
If you can put aside your vanity of not wanting to be embarrassed in front of other insect-catching teenagers who are always praising you;
If you can rationally recognize that it is basically impossible for a unicorn to defeat a healthy Vulpix;
If he clearly knew that a spark from the Vulpix could seriously injure the unicorn to the point of death;
"If, if the little guy is still alive, by now this summer, it should have evolved into a giant needle wasp. In fact, I understand what I should have understood a long time ago. What the one-horned beetle wants is just that simple."
By the end of Wutong's performance, it seemed that he could no longer distinguish between truth and fiction inside and outside the play, and the meaning of his words was confusing. However, the content of the story was also extremely lethal when interpreted through a processed script.
"It's okay, it's okay. That child will definitely forgive you. After all, it wants you to live well, right?"
Xiao Huang was full of motherly feelings, with tears of emotion in her eyes. She held the masked boy in her arms, not caring that not long ago, the two of them were just strangers, or half a person who had met by chance a few years ago. stranger.
Wutong also inserted a new life story of the thorn into this true story. It was just an ordinary unicorn beetle near the hospital. One day, it accidentally fell from a tree into a river full of fish extracted from Thousand Needle Fish. He immediately went over and rescued the painful little guy from a small bucket of futoxin. Although he rescued it later, the little guy contracted the root cause of the disease from then on.
As for Pikachu, as an elf, he had no ability to resist, especially as it was a female. At this time, big bead-like tears rolled down from his eyes, and he kept wiping them with tissues, which really ruined the atmosphere.
Everything was going as expected, but Wutong had a very subtle feeling at this time.
He felt like he was split into two people, one who was manipulating the situation indifferently and ruthlessly, and the other who was really weak and crying from the bottom of his heart. At this time, what he said was half true and half false. What is false is seventy percent true.
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