The middle-aged man in the fighting dojo was named Doug. After checking his savarang, his face changed from blue to white, and he couldn't be said to be pretty.

Xiao Mao silently handed over the half bottle of good medicine in his hand and smiled at him: "I accept it."

Doug took the medicine bottle and held it for a long time before reacting. He was afraid that he might have misunderstood. He explained: "I'm not the kind of person who doesn't have the guts to admit when I lose. It's because I'm not as skilled as others. I still have the responsibility to be willing to accept defeat."

"." After a pause, his face turned a little blue again, "It's just...but I didn't expect Shawarang's waist to be so fragile..."

It seemed that there was something unspeakable, Xiao Mao was not interested in inquiring about other people's secrets, but Doug kept talking to him several times and hesitated. It was obvious that he had a clear desire to talk, but he was too embarrassed to say it directly because of his face.

Xiao Mao understood this, laughed dryly, and asked with concern: "Is there something wrong with Shawarang? His waist seems to be seriously damaged."

Doug's expression was distorted for a moment, and his thick eyebrows knitted together in pain: "I'm almost overrun with Aibi Lang's eggs, and the funds are not enough. It's really worrying."

Abby Lang's balls... Hey, is it really appropriate for you to discuss this kind of adult topic with a kid like me who is in his early tenth year? Xiao Mao's fair and tender face was clearly distorted, and then he brought it up

He twitched the corner of his lips with a little embarrassment: "You can raise Aibilang and Shawarang separately..."

——Is there any mistake? Is this the reason for Shawarang's back pain? Xiao Mao's face turned pale. He suddenly admired Dr. Kongmu, who specializes in elf reproduction and egg laying in Chengdu. The taste was really too strong.

"It's been the breeding season of fighting-type elves recently, so some things are inevitable." Doug patted his thigh and looked him up and down with bright eyes, "I've always wanted to find a reliable trainer.

Leave the egg to him."

Xiao Mao was stunned for a while before he realized that he was being pimped out, and hurriedly said: "I'm sorry, I'm afraid it's not appropriate. I already have six elves."

Doug looked at him with a slightly strange look: "So what, are you planning to train these six elves for the rest of your life?"

Xiao Mao was stunned again by the idiotic look. After thinking about it, he felt that what he said made sense, and asked hesitantly: "Are you really planning to give me an egg?"

"I will give an egg to every trainer who comes to the fighting dojo to challenge and win." Doug's unshaven face showed an unconcealable sadness, "It's a pity that the reputation of the fighting dojo has become worse and worse in the past few years. I

I haven’t met a similar trainer for several months. Usually only some third-rate gangsters come back to stir up trouble.”

This also explained why people's attitude was not very gentle when he first came. Xiao Mao nodded understandingly and asked softly: "Are there many people coming to challenge the super gym?"

"There are very few people who go to the super gym to challenge, and most trainers know how to avoid the Golden City." Doug didn't show much disgust with this question, and answered him pertinently, "Nazi often has some problems.

According to good rumors, only a very small number of trainers can get the badge from her hand, and many trainers have disappeared inexplicably and never came out after entering."

Xiaomao's thoughts immediately went to the doll, and the few remaining memories in his mind seemed to make him remember that the tricks in the Golden Gym were related to that doll - could it be that Nazi's doll was made of human skin?

It's very possible. No wonder the six elves didn't discuss the true material of the doll yesterday. He shuddered, and there was a little sweat on his forehead.

Doug looked at his gloomy face strangely, and after thinking for a while, he walked to the front and led the way: "Abby Lang's eggs are all in the back. You can pick the one you like."

Even eggs laid by the same pair of parents are mixed, and the quality varies greatly. There are many tips for selecting elf eggs. Xiao Mao has read many folk remedies from books before, but this is the first time he has selected eggs by himself.

There were at least eighty elf eggs placed in Doug's back room. Xiao Mao felt a little sweaty on his forehead. No wonder Doug was so worried. If all these elf eggs hatched, the food expenses alone would be a fortune.

Huge expenses.

He gently placed the Eevee in his arms on the ground, picked up the elf eggs one by one and looked at them carefully, comparing the advantages and disadvantages based on the luster, pattern and weight of the eggshells.

This work took him nearly two hours. Xiao Mao looked extremely solemn and careful. He picked out an egg and placed it on the table next to him. Then he compared the eggs selected in the first round, and then

Choose the best among them.

When he finally picked up an oval egg and turned around, he found that Doug had sat down on the floor and leaned against the door, yawning lazily. The corner of Xiao Mao's mouth twitched slightly: "I'm sorry to keep you waiting for so long."

Doug rolled his eyes and stood up with his palms on the ground. He shook his head and became more energetic. He looked at the egg in his hand and asked, "Have you decided on this one?"

"Yes, thank you very much for the gift." Xiao Mao was already thinking about which elf to send back to the Oak Research Institute. He thought about this issue for two hours, but still couldn't make up his mind.

Doug looked curiously up and down at the eggs he carefully selected: "I don't think there's anything special about this, right?"

"The Balram hatched from this egg should have the characteristic of perseverance, and be born with more attack than defense." This is what he inferred based on the judgment method in the book. There is also the possibility of a judgment error. After all, this is his first attempt.

Shavarang and Aibilang are both fighting elves, and there is no absolute difference between who is better than the other. However, Xiao Mao still prefers Shavarang, who is fast and powerful in attack.

He really lacked a fighting elf on hand, so it would be good to use this egg to make up for the shortcomings. Xiao Mao bid farewell to Doug and went to the elf center in Jinhuang City.

After failing to get in touch with Dr. Omu last time, Xiao Mao did not give up and called the Omu Research Institute this time, but no one answered.

There was an interval of three days, but Dr. Ohki seemed to have never returned to his research institute. This situation was extremely unusual. Xiaomao started to contact Nanami with a straight face.

The phone rang for a while before being picked up, and Nana's beautiful and red face appeared on the big screen: "Xiao Mao, Xiao Mao! I was just trying to contact you, great, great! We found Ibrahimovic

The sixth evolutionary type!" As she spoke, her voice couldn't help but tremble, and her breath immediately turned into white mist. It was obvious that she was in a cold area.

"Really? Congratulations, sister!" Xiao Mao's eyes lit up. What he would discover in the cold weather was of course the ice elves. After waiting for such a long time, he finally arrived.

"Look, this is what Zhenghui's Eevee will look like after it evolves!" Nanami's eyes were so excited that her eyes were a little red, and white ice appeared on her long eyelashes. "Let's name it Ice Elf. How about it?"

So, isn’t it beautiful and elegant?”

While shouting, she picked up a silver-blue elf from the arms of the expressionless Zhenghui next to her, placed it near the screen, grabbed the ice elf's forelimbs and waved it at Xiaomao.

Ibrahimovic quickly got out of Xiaomao's collar and looked at the elf on the other side of the screen in surprise and surprise. His long ears stood straight up: "Buyi? Buyi!"

"La uh la uh~" the ice elf called softly, stretched out its snow-covered paws, and left a water-stained plum blossom footprint on the camera lens.

"Buyi! Buyi!" Ibrahimovic's pink little nose was almost touching the screen, and there were faint stars twinkling in his eyes. After watching it for a long time, he reluctantly turned his head to look at Xiaomao, "Buyi~"

Xiao Mao clearly saw the desire in its eyes and nodded secretly. Sure enough, it was right to chase his sister and Zhenghui to find the ice elf first. This little fool seemed to choose the direction of his evolution mainly based on his appearance - if he let

When Ibrahimovic saw the more beautiful Leaf Elf, his little plan failed.

"Ibrahimovic, do you really want to evolve into an ice elf? Once evolved, it cannot be changed." Although Ibrahimovic's decision was exactly what he wanted, Xiao Mao still asked one more question.

"Buyee~Buyee~~" Ibrahimovic looked longingly at the elegant silhouette of the ice elf opposite, moving his little head up and down firmly, wishing he could go straight along the screen to the other end.

Xiaomao curled his lips at Nanami's wrinkled nose and made a helpless expression.

Nanami had long been amused, laughing so hard that she couldn't see her eyes: "Xiao Mao, you can rest assured that Ibrahimovic's own characteristics are more suitable for evolving into an ice elf, and the ice elf is not only good-looking, but also has improved combat power after evolution.

It’s also very strong!”

Xiao Mao knew this in his previous life. The abilities of the Eevee family should not be underestimated. Fortunately, his little Eevee has special characteristics and does not have to make difficult choices among multiple evolutionary types, so he nodded: "Okay, sister.

Is it convenient now, I will send Ibrahimovic to you."

"Yeah, bring it over. We have only discovered that Eevee can evolve near here. We haven't figured out the real reason yet. We want to test it a few more times." Nanami agreed and pushed aside.

Zhenghui, who was standing with his nose red and shivering from the cold, said, "I can borrow your elf transmission machine."

Zhenghui obediently threw his duffel bag over, snatched the ice elf from Nanami's arms, hugged her tightly, exhaled, and complained softly: "I'm freezing to death.

, move faster."

"Stingy guy, I didn't know you were lactose intolerant, and I didn't mean to embarrass you?" Nanami was in a good mood, but suddenly someone poured a basin of cold water on her, and her face turned slightly dark.

This was always a sign of the female tyrannosaurus going berserk. Xiao Mao put the reluctant Ibrahimovic into the elf ball. When he looked up, he saw Nana's tanned face. He immediately eased the atmosphere and changed the subject: "By the way, sister,

Has Grandpa left Zhenxin Town? I called twice in a row but didn’t get through."

"Well," Nanami scratched her head and pouted her lips, "If you didn't tell me, I would have forgotten about it. I was just happy about discovering the ice elves - grandpa left Zhenxin Town a week ago and stayed with Aunt Hanako.

We went to Lampluchi City to look for you and Xiaozhi, didn't you meet them?"

Xiao Mao was stunned for a moment, his mouth wide open for three seconds, and then he hurriedly closed it, acting a little unnaturally: "I didn't stay too long in Lampluch City, maybe I just missed it."

"Well, this is easy to handle. Grandpa can't throw it away anyway. Please contact the Elf Center in Lampluchi City. I remember that he happened to have a lecture on the relationship between humans and elves there." Nanami finished playing with it.

The elf transmission machine, the paulownia-colored eyes flashed with brilliance, "Okay, please pass Ibrahimovic over."

Xiao Mao always felt that he would encounter a lot of trouble if he took the initiative to contact Dr. Ohmu. He hesitated but did not say anything. He just nodded, looked at the poke ball in his hand and warned: "Ibrahimovic should get along well with my sister, and pay attention to yourself."

safety.”

Not hearing the familiar "Buy" sound, Xiao Mao felt a little melancholy, but he still put the Poké Ball on the machine and pressed the transfer button.

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Sigh, Bingye is also a legendary official wife~

Thank you again Zhuo Peiqin for your long comment, there will be two updates tomorrow~
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