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The air suddenly stopped.

The upright rattle of the Arbor snake stopped shaking unconsciously, as if it was also a little shocked.

But soon, the rattle made a violent hissing sound again, stronger and more harsh than before.

Just when Jingming took a deep breath and prepared himself mentally

砰

The Arbor snake suddenly dropped its rattle and hit the place where Jing Ming stepped on it. As the weeds flew and juice splashed, it slowly retracted its rattle.

The dark purple snake's head was raised high. After staring at Jing Ming for a few times, it turned around and glided away calmly.

When passing by a big tree, it snaked its way to the top and then disappeared.

Just when Jingming breathed a sigh of relief, the tree crown shook.

Bang.

A pink peach-like fruit fell to the ground, rolled a few times and then stopped at his feet.

Then, the surroundings were silent again.

After a long time, Jingming picked up the pink tree fruit from the ground. This is a peach fruit, one of the tree fruits with detoxification effect.

Generally speaking, this kind of tree fruit will be taken by poison-type Pokémon as their own to show their status.

But for Jingming, this peach fruit contains an unusual meaning, which is respect.

"Trainer."

He savored these three words again.

When facing Nidolan, he approached Nidolan cautiously and gently, thus gaining a good impression.

But when faced with Aboshe's coercion and demands, he was uncharacteristically tough and would rather die than compromise, but unexpectedly gained a little respect.

Trainers, everyone is a trainer.

At this moment, Jing Ming seemed to understand what the three words "trainer" actually meant.

Kindness, respect, maybe something else.

"Perhaps, trainers are equivalent to diplomats."

Jing Ming thought for a while but then smiled. Now he is just an intern at best.

However, whether it was an illusion or not, he found that he seemed to like this feeling.

Every minute and every second is unknown.

And more importantly, you are truly yourself.

Jingming crouched on the ground, sweeping the weeds and dust with his gloved left hand, and began to trace the paw prints.

Maybe, this is Nidoland's unique test, but not necessarily.

A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth unconsciously, and the fear and anxiety in his heart gradually faded away, replaced by expectation and calmness.

Looking around, in a daze, the forest that seemed to be separated by a layer of gauze was now so close. Jing Ming took a deep breath, and he knew where he was better than at this moment.

"Jiuwo Jingming."

He closed his eyes slightly and continued to advance slowly towards the weeds ahead.

The reinforced concrete forest and the virgin forest are two very different places.

In the reinforced concrete forest, although it is just as difficult, you don't always have to worry about being stabbed by something, whether you can get a bite of food at night, etc.

But the original forest is different. Danger, unknown, and loneliness follow you like a shadow all the time.

In the same way, I am a stranger in a foreign land. When everyone else is awake, I am the only one who is drunk.

Jingming didn't feel any of these things at all.

When he first arrived, the reason why he worked so hard, even to the point of being crazy, was undeniably due to the feeling of being a "lonely soul and a wandering ghost".

No matter what you look at, it's like you're separated by a layer.

"I am Jingming, and I am also Jingming."

He exhaled slowly, maybe from this moment on, he was truly alive.

Jing Ming took a look at his whole body and rubbed the thick calluses with the fingertips of his right hand, which made him laugh uncontrollably.

He took a deep breath and gradually disappeared into the weeds.

After a while, the grass swayed, and Masato Akiyama, who was wearing gray and white clothes, gradually approached.

he stared