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Chaomeng stuffed the GS Poké Ball obtained by disgraceful means into his hand. Xiaomao looked down at the golden Poké Ball in his hand and asked, "What is this Poké Ball used for?"

He seemed to vaguely remember that in the special chapter of the original manga, this unattractive elf ball seemed to be related to the divine beast Celebi, but he didn't know if it was the same in this world.

"It contains huge energy," Chaomeng said expressionlessly, "it can bear the impact of super beast-level power. When I traveled with you to the Orange Islands, I discovered the specialness of this elf ball from that idiot. .”

Its original intention was to show Xiaomao the high IQ of defeating Xiaozhi, but Xiaomao's attention was not here: "But this elf ball cannot be opened, even if I really want to subdue you, what should I do?" use it?"

Hey, what is "even if"?You are the first person who dares to despise Master Chaomeng.Chaomeng squinted at him dissatisfied: "It can no longer be opened, I just destroyed it before handing it over to you."

"What did you say?" Xiaomao was shocked, thinking that his grandfather didn't know about it, and he would use this discarded Poké Ball to study in the future, and he was speechless for a while, "This is very precious research data, how can you use it? What about breaking it?"

Chaomeng was stunned for a moment, and looked at him inexplicably: "What do you mean by that? You don't even want to subdue me, what's the point of wanting this broken ball?"

The other party's tone and expression of "Even Master Chaomeng doesn't like it, you will never use it to subdue other elves" made Xiao Mao feel speechless, and he said slowly: "You Do you know that this is probably a product of prehistoric civilization, whether it is of great significance to the study of the history of the development of Poké Balls or the history of human evolution?"

Chaomeng nodded and said: "Of course I know." It is the elf with the highest IQ in history, and it was able to complete the reconstruction of the elf copying machine according to the design drawing when it was less than one year old, not to mention such a simple truth.

Chaomeng added the second half of the sentence as a matter of course: "But what does that have to do with me?" Whether it is the elf ball or the history of human development, not only has nothing to do with it, but Chaomeng adheres to the highest code of conduct of nosy business I don't care about these at all.

Of course it knows that doing so will bring great losses to human beings, but the loss of human beings has nothing to do with it. Chaomeng's favorability for this big race has always been negative.

Xiaomao was kept in a daze by the words, he felt that his recent IQ didn't seem to be enough, and he had been defeated by Chaomeng's logic all the time.

He looked Chaomeng up and down with new eyes, until the other party looked away uncomfortably, and an unusual blush appeared on Kangaroo's face: "What do you want to do?"

"What have you been doing since you left Xindao these days?" Xiao Mao asked with a raised voice.

Chaomeng's voice was stern, trying to hide his guilty conscience: "Just go out and relax, exercise your muscles and bones."

This performance of not having 300 taels of silver here and Chaomeng next door never stealing made Xiaomao more sure that there must be something wrong, so he raised his voice and asked again: "Is this really the case?"

"...Fake." Chaomeng lowered his head and remained silent for a long time, then obediently flipped his hands over and handed the book that appeared out of nowhere to Xiaomao who was dumbfounded, "Actually, I have been secretly hiding to read this book. "

""Teaching you how to beat your opponent with strong words"?" Xiaomao read the title softly, gave a dry laugh, rubbed his hands in silence for a long time, "Chaomeng, I always thought you were going out secretly to do something meaningful. "

For example, stealing some food to fill the stomach, I didn't expect that what people were pursuing was spiritual things-of course, I also knew that Chaomeng, who didn't have a dime in his pocket, must have used some special means to get this spiritual food.

Xiaomao was extremely guilty for a while, compared to Chaomeng who brought the spirit of digging walls and stealing books to the extreme, he actually stayed in the most superficial physical enjoyment. He was indeed a stupid low-level human being, and the only use he was born with was to contrast Chaomeng The greatness of adults is refined.

Chaomeng learned his thoughts smoothly from the telepathy. He was a little ashamed that the shameful means of stealing the book were guessed, and he was very proud that he admitted that he was not as good as himself.

——For a moment, it was not sure whether it was better to laugh or turn around, and looked up at the sky with a mysterious expression of joy and sorrow: "Guess what changes have happened to me after reading this book?"

Xiaomao was shocked by its unique expression, and asked tentatively, "Constipation?"

He really thinks Chaomeng's expression is too unique - in the cognition of mortal Xiaomao, the only cause of this expression should be constipation.

Thinking of this, Xiaomao couldn't help casting contemptuous glances at Chaomeng. He prepared a lot of fruits to share with his elves every day, but Chaomeng refused to eat them out of face.

Chaomeng took a deep breath, held it in for a long time and finally couldn't hold back, flicked his tail and slapped him, and said viciously: "If you think about it again, I will kill you!"

After leaving a word, it turned away angrily, leaving Xiaomao alone with his hands on his forehead, quite proud, he finally found his way back.

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When Xiao Zhi, whose face finally subsided after a week, excitedly held up the phone and told him that he had agreed to Yuji and became the latest honorary trainer of the Orange Islands, Xiao Mao was checking that the charizard and Shakira had put together machine.

"That's really great, congratulations." He blinked his eyes pretending to be pleasantly surprised, but he was actually quite calm. He knew a long time ago that Xiaozhi would definitely get the title of honorary trainer.

Xiao Zhi was looking at him eagerly holding up the trophy, and smiled embarrassedly when he heard the words: "Thanks to you finding out which elves Yuji has in advance, I can better arrange the order of my elves. "

"Don't say that," Xiaomao gave him a soft look, then lowered his head and closed the lid of the machine, "You've been working hard yourself."

"By the way!" Xiaozhi suddenly thought of something, and looked at him with a strange expression, "Uh, how are you and that little elf?"

"It's okay, everything is going well recently." Xiaomao said something, and seeing him hesitating to speak, he couldn't help but smile, "You can rest assured, I am safe here, and there is still a week at most, just a week away. I can send you an invitation and invite you to come over."

"Be careful with your safety." Xiaozhi couldn't help but reminded him, he could firmly remember the pain of being punched in the face, if it wasn't really powerless, he would definitely get the place back.

Xiaomao let out a "puchi" laugh, nodded repeatedly and said, "Don't worry, I know what's going on."