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Xiaomao stayed where he was, he really didn't expect that he would meet a wild Ditto, and was followed and peeped for nearly a day.

Sure enough, the protagonist did not die, he sighed secretly in his heart, in fact, he had already concluded that it must be an elf when he just found something following behind him - at that time his little heart was still beating wildly, if It would be nice to be a miniature dragon.

As a result, the protagonist's golden finger did not fall on his head, but a not-so-rare Ditto appeared in front of him.Xiaomao was slightly disappointed, and also felt a little sorry for his utilitarianism. He squatted down and handed over the sweet peaches he had just picked: "Want to eat?"

"Cat~cat~~" The light purple soft ball moved, Ditto blinked his peas and looked at him blankly, then at the light pink tree fruit, and thought for a long time before Suddenly reacted, eyes lit up, "Cat~~"

The palm-sized ball slowly moved forward to wrap the sweet peach fruit he handed over. Xiaomao let go of his hand and saw the plasticine-like object that completely covered the fruit slowly melt, and when it moved away, it re-fused into a hundred After the weird irregular shape, nothing was left in the place just now.

Sweet peach fruit has a core, the outer skin is hard, and the core is very bitter. Most elves don't like to eat it. The bitter-eating big-mouthed bat likes this taste very much, but it is used to suck blood. The two sharp teeth can't handle such a hard food, it is Xiao Mao who helps it chop up the fruit core and put it in his mouth as a snack to relieve boredom.

Ditto is an omnivorous animal. Studies have shown that they lack the sense of taste, and the taste of any food they eat is the same.Ditto is known to be the elf who can master the fewest skills, but a single transformation and imitation skill allows them to use all the tricks that all elves have, and they can also mate with all elves to lay eggs. But the little elf with many puzzles on his body, one of the seven unsolved mysteries of Pokemon is about the transformation skills of Divers.

Xiaomao rubbed his chin and thought for a while, then asked in a soft voice: "From the beginning to the end today, why did you keep following me secretly?" He didn't do any strange things today. A large number of trainers, even wild elves, have never seen humans.

This Diversity is about the size of a palm, and it is close to adulthood, at least two or three years old. It shouldn't be just out of curiosity that it would linger on him for a day.

Xiaomao already had a vague guess in his heart, but he still didn't say it directly. Seeing the ever-changing monster looked at him blankly for a while, as if he realized that he had messed up the matter, he timidly rolled his body into a ball, Rolling around in the autumn wind: "Mao woo~mao woo cat~"

"Hey, tell me the truth, I still have a tree fruit here, which is a cherry fruit." Xiaomao took out a bunch of crystal-clear dark red big cherries from his backpack, shaking them gently and regularly in front of his eyes, "It's even more delicious than sweet peaches."

Whether it is delicious or not, the Variety may not be able to feel it, but it can distinguish the color. The eyes of the Variety have been swaying left and right with the brightly colored cherry fruit, and the mouth whimpers from time to time. Obviously the temptation was great.

Seeing that the time was almost ripe, Xiaomao sighed pretentiously, with a bit of unconcealable sadness on Poker's face: "Mr. Caesar has always had some prejudices and misunderstandings towards me. He actually sent the elf directly to follow me."

"Cat~cat~cat~~" Diversity whispered anxiously at him, as if trying to defend something, "cat~~cat~~"

Xiaomao lowered his eyelids halfway to cover the flashing light inside, and nodded repeatedly: "So, it's the breeding season of Harkron recently, so Mr. Caesar is a little nervous?"

"Cat whining~" The Variety Monster with a natural dumb attribute didn't realize that he had missed his mouth at all, and nodded obediently to show that he completely understood what he meant, his peasy eyes narrowed into a slit with a smile, "Cat ~"

"Well, I also think that Mr. Caesar is a kind man with a cold face and a warm heart. I think he must be very good to you." Xiao Mao couldn't laugh or cry when he was guarded like an elf poacher.

He does have a desire for the rare phantom elf miniature dragon Hackron, but his mentality is quite correct, and his mentality of hitting the big luck is more obvious.

He tentatively stretched out his hand to Ditto, seeing that the other party hesitated for a moment, then obediently rolled his body and climbed onto his arm.Xiao Mao chuckled and asked, "Are you Mr. Caesar's elf?"

"Maomao~mao whining~mao~" Ditto's body looked limp and boneless, but it was very elastic. It was tightly wrapped around his arm, slowly wriggling.

"Is that so, so that's the case." Xiao Mao listened to Dittoman chattering and telling him about the sweetness that happened between it and the old man Caesar, the ice-cube-faced monster, and nodded repeatedly, touching his chin, "So Mr. Caesar is actually a A very gentle person?"

According to Ditto, the wild wilderness ranger who had never said anything harsh to the elf had pointed a loaded shotgun at his head two hours ago.Xiaomao curled his lips. It seems that during the breeding season, Hackron's activities must be very obvious, otherwise Caesar would not be so nervous.

Taking a step back, this means that his chances of getting a miniature dragon increase linearly.Xiaomao's eyes flickered, and he walked near the lake, buried himself in the dry grass and took a look, but he didn't find the forest ranger patrolling around with a katti dog.

He let out a little sigh of relief, walked to the side of the lake, dumped out a dozen or so berries in his backpack, washed them in the slightly cool lake water, and picked a few brightly colored berries and put them on the ground: "These are for you, thank you for helping me clarify."

This is not a place to stay for a long time. If Caesar sees him coming back again, I'm afraid there will be real trouble.Xiao Mao put Ditto on the ground, stood up and wanted to leave directly.

He hadn't taken a few steps forward when he heard Ditto yelled suddenly: "Cat! Cat woo!"

Xiaomao was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously turned his head to look over, and a light blue slender dragon appeared in the place where Diversity was placed just now: "Cat whining~"

The other party used such a small and clumsy method to comfort him, which made Xiaomao very heartwarming, and smiled at it: "Thank you again, Ditto. I will come here tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, and we can meet again if there is a destiny. "

"Cat woo~" The miniature dragon that Ditto turned into nodded at him, jumped into the water happily, and shuttled back and forth in the sparkling waves, "Cat~"

Hey, is it true that you clearly told me that Mr. Kaiser will return to the duty room between [-]:[-] and [-]:[-] every evening?Xiaomao waved his arm to say goodbye to it, then walked through the savannah area in the middle, and returned to the elf nature reserve from the wild wilderness area.

His biggest mistake today was that he didn't bring his elf, otherwise he wouldn't have to be so afraid of the shotgun in Caesar's hand.Xiaomao deeply reflected on today's recklessness. People who have never been pointed at by the black hole of a shotgun will not understand that feeling, and they really feel cold all over for a moment.

Because of his special experience, he has indeed experienced more things than his peers with this body, but as a young man who has always been law-abiding in his previous life, this is really the first time he has seen a real shotgun.

Xiaomao couldn't help complaining about the world of elves again. The setting is clearly based on the reality of Japan, but the island country is a country that strictly bans guns. The ban on guns is much stricter than that in China. It's really unscientific to be able to carry a shotgun around with arrogance.

The trainer Shigeru Oki, who went out early and returned late to work hard to collect fruit, faltered, physically and mentally exhausted, and returned to the Latin American tribe with a burning spirit of complaints, and received a warm welcome from his own elves.

Feeling the flash of the blue shadow in front of him and being knocked headfirst to the ground by the impact force, Xiao Mao clutched the back of his head and whimpered in pain. After the blackened dizziness in front of his eyes passed, he could clearly see the pitiful ice elf in his arms. , immediately put down the arm covering his head, and hugged its soft body very happily: "Ibrahimovic, I am so happy that you can come to welcome me."

The ice elf has not yet adapted to the change of its identity after evolution. In the past, it would not have knocked Xiao Mao to the ground with such a forceful collision. After evolution, because its own ability has greatly increased, Xiao Mao suffered an indiscriminate disaster.

Although his head was still aching, Xiaomao didn't show his discomfort in order to avoid irritating the sensitive ice elf again. He just rubbed his chin against the top of his furry head: "Did you practice obediently today?"

"La woo~ woo~~" The ice elf immediately raised his head and looked at him very pitifully, his two long ears drooping listlessly rubbed against Xiao Mao's cheeks, bringing an itchy touch.

Xiaomao couldn't laugh or cry when he heard it, stood up holding it, and patted the dirt on his body with one free hand: "The little fire horse itself is an elf known for its speed, isn't it normal that you can't run it?"

"La woo la woo~~" The ice elf blinked his ice blue eyes, the same light blue eyelashes were covered with misty teardrops, "La woo~ woo~~"

"...Balram bit your tail today?" Xiaomao looked sideways, and Balram, who was riding on the big-mouthed bat and waving his arms happily, greeted him with a twitching smile: "Okay~ Liba Li~~"

Seeing that the tormentor didn't realize his mistake, Xiaomao touched his chin, and helplessly spread his hands at the ice elf: "Look, Ballang didn't do it on purpose, it's still young, let me let you Hold it a little."

The ice elf cast a sad look at him, and with two short front paws, he opened his skirt and got inside.After it evolved, its body temperature dropped sharply, especially now that the weather is not warm, Xiaomao couldn't help shivering.

When the ice elf was a little Eevee less than half a meter long, it could easily roll around in Xiaomao's front and wag its tail, but now it feels cramped and cramped in the clothes, and the clothes don't feel comfortable on the body. Not to mention moving their paws and moving their tails.

"La woo..." It took a lot of effort to turn around in the limited space, struggled to get its head out of the front, and curled up its limbs in order not to feel so uncomfortable, "La woo..."

"This problem is easy to solve. In the future, I will hang a basket around my neck and put you in it, okay?" Don't torture your clothes anymore, Xiaomao can feel that his belt is a little loose. A suit of clothes can be scrapped in a few days.

The ice elf's eyes lit up when he heard it, and his wet nose and mouth rubbed against his neck.