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Back in time, we were in Building 203 of the Trainer School in Nibi City.

Boom, boom, boom.

In the middle of the night, the lattice window suddenly shook three times.

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The green beard of the Nidoran lying on its side trembled, and its long ears immediately stood up high. The spikes on its back hardened first, and then its red pupils opened slightly. She glanced at Jing Ming, who was sleeping beside her, and as if she realized something, the spikes softened again.

She slowly stood up and cast her gaze towards the window. A pair of huge sickle-shaped poisonous blades gently tapped the lattice window.

It's so big.

Nidoran used his hind paws hard and stretched to get rid of his sleepiness.

This Pokémon called King Centipede is really big.

She should have glanced at this nest with her red pupils, her mouth slightly open, and her trapezoidal teeth looking white and bright at night.

In her mind, there were ten Nidorans stacked one on top of the other, trembling and tired together. Well, they should be about this high.

In other words, this centipede king is at least nearly ten times larger than her. It is obviously a difficult individual to mess with in the wild.

Because in the wild, a large body means a large appetite, and living leisurely with a large appetite can only mean strong survival ability, that is, strong strength.

Nidoran glanced at the window sill. King Centipede raised his head and showed the wooden box between the two poisonous blades. Its black pupils silently conveyed a certain message.

"Neduo"

Nidolan's white paws pushed her body up with a little effort, and she rubbed her cheeks with her front paws unaccustomedly.

Every seven days, she would restrain her subconscious instinct to use mental control and rely solely on her body to exercise.

This is a lesson learned after fighting with rocks with moving faces.

The man-faced rock is too neurotic. He likes to pretend to be a rock and insists on staying by the river or at the vent. Once someone comes near, he will immediately get angry and throw stones at people.

One time when the weather got warmer, she was lying by the river for a nap, and something happened to her.

A trumpet-like Pokémon fought with a human-faced rock fist.

A few irregular rocks were able to counteract the power of mind control to a certain extent and almost hit her.

Since then, Nidoland has understood that this power awakened from birth seems to have its own drawbacks.

So she knew from then on that she couldn't rely on the power of mind control for everything.

Sometimes the strength of the body, although not strong and primitive, still has unique uses.

Therefore, every seven days, she will try her best to exercise like an ordinary Pokémon, relying on the power of her body, so as not to have no resistance at all after her mental control is restrained.

Nidoran stood at the head of the bed, first looking at the brown floor below, and then at the tall desk that was even higher than the bed. Obviously, if she jumped down, she would definitely make a sound.

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Nidolan's red eyes glanced at the people around her, and then she got out of the quilt completely. She used her front paws to tuck the corners of the quilt, and then used the power of mind control again to float to the window sill.

King Centipede first glanced at Nidolan, and then moved to the latch of the lattice window. After moving back and forth twice, it looked straight at Nidolan. The meaning is self-evident. She opens the window.

Nidolan slapped his red eyes twice, "Lan"

She gave a small cry and glanced at the dormitory bed out of the corner of her eye.

King Centipede's whole body was propped up on the dormitory floor. His sturdy and huge red body couldn't help but sway a little. Nidolan actually didn't open the window.

The reason is that the cold wind will blow in and affect the health of her trainer.

Moreover, opening the window will make noise, which will affect the other person's sleep.

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King Centipede froze at first, grabbing the glass bottle's small tentacles and almost crushing the glass bottle completely without any effort.

The wooden box it held slipped from the sickle-shaped tentacles for a moment, but was caught again by the Centipede King.

The black eyes it aimed at it let out a silent sigh of relief, and then looked at Nidoran again.

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Nidolan's little spanking