Under the roasting sun of the midsummer morning, Xiao Ye was really stunned for a while.

No matter how she thought about it, she couldn't figure out how Xiaotian linked asking for a URL with "what happened" - but according to past experience, if she replied "no, nothing" at this moment, it would be no different from three hundred taels of silver here.

The girl thought for a moment, and her fingertips tapped quickly on the screen.

[Xiaoye: Thank you for sharing the URL - I picked up a surprisingly sturdy walkie-talkie in the mountains yesterday, but I'm a little curious about what its model is ( ́∀')]

Xiao Ye guessed that it was Xiao Tian's morning reading time at this moment, and the other party was mostly idle - sure enough, it didn't take half a minute to reply to the letter.

[Xiaotian: Can you show me the photos?]

[Sayo: Of course.] 】

Pictures of the walkie-talkie from various angles were transmitted to the person on the other end of the signal. Sayo imagines how she would react if "Picking Up the Walkie-Talkie" was a travel episode with no cause or effect, and added after the picture was sent.

[Sayo: It's strange why such a thing falls in the deep mountains and old forests. 】

Then, she opened the website sent by Xiaotian, and after logging in, she flipped through it hastily. It didn't take long for the "morning bell" to echo in the valley, and Xiao Ye had to put down her phone for a while, wash up and go to Yongzhen's house with Yang Yu for breakfast.

The breakfast with the family of three next door was as lively as ever, and the food on the table was still red and sweet. During the short break between meals and travel, Xiao Ye saw that Xiao Tian had already sent a reply - a concise and concise equipment model.

Opening the corresponding web page, Sayo's gaze immediately locked on a sentence in the equipment description.

"The walkie-talkie was developed in October 999 and is the most widely used model in the four major ministries and the army today."

The new model, which was less than a year ago, is now massively used in the armed sector. And now such equipment is in the hands of a gang of thieves on a remote island - anyone knows what this means.

Xiao Ye lowered her head and looked at the black and white handwriting on the screen in silent thought. It was hard for her to imagine what a terrible enemy could be provoked by an obscure people who lived deep in the mountains, whose main sources of income were tourism and firestone mining, and instinct and instinct cried together to lead to the old report she had read.

Are the flames of today really a grudge from the "now"?

The vibration of the phone interrupted Sayo's thoughts. A message from a friend pops up at the top of the screen.

[Xiaotian: The Orange Islands are often visited by expeditions sent by the Alliance, so they may have left them behind. 】

[Xiaotian: Don't go too deep into the wild, it's dangerous. 】

Seeing Xiao Tian reply like this, Xiao Ye knew that this level was safe, and he immediately relieved himself. She leaned over to look at Charizard, who was still eating with his head buried in a pile of sweet fruits, and held up her phone to take a picture.

[Sayo: [Image]]

[Sayo: It's dangerous even if you don't go deeper.] The locals are so welcoming, I'm so worried that in a few days it will turn into a Kirbymon......]

【Little Heaven: ......】

【Xiaotian:(-_-)】

Before setting out on their exploration, the Flamers held another brief wartime meeting. The theme of this rally is simple - notice of change in the scope of investigation.

The industry didn't explain why he did this, and the red-haired people didn't seem to want to ask too much, so they picked up the new map and left in droves.

Xiao Ye and Yang Yu still searched every corner according to the area delineated on the map - this time they couldn't even find the falling debris, and the only thing they could count as a harvest was the dark crow that shot down the three wind thieves.

The red-haired teenager didn't seem to be depressed, but on the way back, he was cheering up his fellow tourists, saying things like "There are still four days until the fire festival, don't worry". As Nighta sorted out all the events that had happened in the three days since she came to the Valley of Flames, her mind gradually turned to a completely different direction.

"Yang Yu, you said that most of the wind thieves only own two or three Pokémon, right?"

"That's true. What's wrong?"

Seeing Yang Yu looking over suspiciously, Xiao Ye shook his head and did not answer, casting his eyes on the map in his hand.

According to the information obtained so far, there are not many living forces that the wind thieves can mobilize. However, in the course of two days, they allowed the dark crows who were scouting in the air to be injured and fall, and they had no intention of responding, as if they didn't care about the loss of the "scout" - no doubt this was too abnormal.

Tangerine Island is not a very prosperous island, only a Pokémon center has been set up along the coast, and it is too far away from Mt. Aso. Severe burns cannot be cured quickly with ordinary medicines, and the Dark Crows, who appear slightly less frequently today than yesterday, illustrate this fact.

In that case, why do they keep sending targets to the Flame People?

The absence of a scout leaves a void in vision, is it no longer important for the Wind Thieves and the forces behind them to ensure their vision, or is it ......

There wasn't enough definite information that could be gathered so far, so Xiao Ye temporarily pressed the chaotic guesses in her mind and didn't tell them to add to her annoyance.

The mountain people's dinner was as lively as yesterday, and the sweets and fruits flying around the field could easily make the heavy-hearted patrolmen happy. Feast...... No, the juice feast was not yet completely over, the rehearsal for the dance to welcome the gods at the altar had begun, and many people had begun to fight Pokémon on the spot with the intention of eating after the meal, and the sound of drums, songs, and rumbling explosions was intertwined, making the whole valley as noisy as if it were a landslide.

As a rare purple hair, Xiao Ye was unsurprisingly dragged around by diners at different tables, stuffing a stomach full of excessive desserts, and the invitations after the meal were also continuous.

Perhaps because it was rare to see a large-sized water-type Pokémon, the eight-year-old boy who took the lead in the challenge appointed the Tyrannosaurus as his opponent without thinking, and deliberately stated several times that "don't show mercy to your subordinates". The tyrannosaurus, who had nowhere to vent for a long time, was overjoyed when he heard this, and he really had no mercy in the battle, and he was surfing the ground at every turn, and almost even the Pokémon took the trainer and the surrounding audience to rush away.

The big water dragon, fed up with the ripe red hair, exhaled a breath of cold air, thinking that no one would bother it anymore - but as soon as the water wave fell, the red-haired child with mosquito coil eyes hugged the mosquito coil-eyed fire chicken, and spun around and let out a happy shout.

In front of Xiao Ye and the Tyrannosaurus, the hula was full of underage children waiting to fight, and the fairy tales of "I want to be soaked in water", "I want to take a cold shower", "Bite me, bite me, bite me" filled the air, and the Tyrannosaurus didn't breathe evenly, and almost fainted.

However, its trainer did not understand its mood at all, and was still singing and harmonizing with the big stupid dragon innocently.

Saya: Tyrannosaurus, you're so popular, I really envy you.

Charizard: Ahhhhh (Envy Envy)

Tyrannosaurus: *@¥*&@%!(Mouth spits)

When the bitter tyrannosaurus was finally spared, even the practice of the Dance to Welcome the Gods was over, and the night in the mountains became much quieter. The sparse Niwa lanterns floated along the river, flickering in the darkness.

The tyrannosaurus didn't care about its image, and crashed into its master's Poké Ball and refused to come out again.

Saya beckons to the other Pokémon to gather and prepares to return to the residence to rest. As she fished for ghost stone in the fruit pile, the sound of passers-by talking vaguely drifted into her ears.

"Hey, do you think we have any dark crows above us right now?"

"Surely there is, don't they like to peep at us at night? Anyway, they can't see clearly in the dark light, and they can't see out of sight and out of mind. ”

Ghost Stone, who was slumped in the middle of the fruit, suddenly stopped when he saw the hand reaching for him. Then, the girl straightened up, a faint crystal blue light flashing under her eyes.

In the world of waveguides, large areas of ripples rush straight up like ocean waves, sweeping every inch of air overhead, until they are thirty or forty meters high. At the same time, the feedback received by the waveguide messenger made him frown.

There was silence in the night sky, and there was no shadow of a dark crow at all.

When Nightshade sets out on the way back, Pichu yawns sleepily and slowly slips into Night's hood to snooze. As a result, the trainer also quickened his pace - the large-scale exploration just now failed to find the trace of the "scout", but he found that Yang Yu, who had finished practicing the Dance of Welcoming the Gods, had already returned home first, and was accompanying the Pokémon in the open space next to him for routine training.

Xiao Ye didn't interrupt his training, and after saying hello from afar, he stood by the door and watched the evening sports of the mountain people.

Yang Yu didn't speak much during training. The chickens move rhythmically to the sound of their owners' high-fives or steps, sometimes deftly jumping between the branches and eaves, sometimes wrapping orange light around their feet, each kick eliciting a popping sound that squeezes the air.

Two consecutive kicks, splitting tiles, and punches to the sky - its movements are vigorous and sensitive, and its fists and feet open and close with full strength, almost resembling the white orchid of Eloredo.

It's just that as soon as the young man spoke, the well-behaved appearance of the strong chicken's narrowed eyes didn't look like Eluredo at all.

"Speaking of which, I haven't fought your Strong Chicken yet - it's your strongest Pokémon, right?" Seeing that the training was over, Xiao Ye smiled and greeted him.

"That's right. If you're interested, we'll be with you. Yang Yu nodded happily, grabbed the towel and wiped the dust on his face. The strong chicken also seems to be happy to fight, jumping around the night to "chirp" a few times, not at all the momentum of dancing the fist in the tiger before, but a bit like the fire chicken that has not evolved yet.

"Speaking of which, I never seem to have seen your strong chicken use fire?" asked Saya with a little curiosity.

Yang Yu was stunned for a moment.

"Hmm...... Actually, there is a reason. ”

He reached out and gently touched the head of the strong chicken. The young chicken Pokémon looked at the trainer with a clear gaze, as if it didn't realize that the owner was talking about itself.

"Ever since it evolved into a strong chicken, it hasn't been able to use fire-based moves. ”

Day 4.

The fine weather is finally over. Overcast clouds blanketed the skies of the southern islands, and a drizzle of rain stained the air viscous.

Rain is a common occurrence in the southern islands, and as long as it does not turn into heavy rain, it will not affect the travel of mountain dwellers at all. It's just that the gray and black sky seems to be soaked in ink, as if it contains some ominous omen, and even if you are as heartless as the people of flames, your emotions will be affected to a greater or lesser extent.

Perhaps after two days of observation, it was finally determined that the tourists were capable of doing all the work of the patrolmen, and the two of them, Koyo and Yoba, who had been wandering around the edge of Mt. Aso, finally received a map of the exploration range near the crater.

According to Yang Yu, the Flame People had found several temporary locations for wind thieves, most of which were located on the northwest side of Mt. Aso, and were relatively close to the crater. Today they were assigned to a location directly north of the crater, close to a wind thief foothold.

After instructing each other to pay attention to safety, the two set off in the drizzle, and quickly rushed to the exploration site with their old partners Forest Lizard and Strong Chicken.

Rain can affect people's visual and auditory senses, but it cannot affect the detection ability of waveguides. The two of them were still walking in the mountains at the speed of the previous few days, seemingly looking at the flowers, but in fact, they had carefully inspected every corner.

Until a certain moment, Xiao Ye suddenly stopped.

The detection radius of ten meters is actually not very large, and when she noticed that two lifeforms were rapidly approaching, she only had time to hurriedly shout "Be careful". Before he could finish speaking, the iconic figure of the Wind Thief in a short cloak had leapt out of the bushes.

The dark gray scarf covered most of the thief's face, but Xiao Ye keenly felt the madness and malice in those two pairs of eyes. In the next moment, one of them raised his hand and threw something at Yang Yu's feet.

The curtain of rain prevented Yang Yu from seeing the appearance of the unknown object. Before he could open his eyes and take a closer look, the purple-haired girl took a step abruptly and protected him in front of him, and the crystal blue light curtain instantly stood up.

"Boom—"

Violent explosions reverberated through the trees, mixing weeds, foliage, and shrapnel and dancing wildly in the air.

The sound of the explosion was too abnormal, not at all the sound of the collision of moves, and it instinctively evoked fear in people's hearts. The translucent fragile light curtain cracked inch by inch, and the blazing wind and shock wave rushed into the face with such aggression that the attackers who were caught off guard could barely stand still.

The huge sense of crisis made the boy's hair stand up instantly.

"Saya!!"

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Small Theatre:

The sparse Niwa lanterns floated along the river, flickering in the darkness.

Flamebird: (up non-existent ears) Let me hear your wishes again......

Mountain Folk A: I want to be soaked in water by the Tyrannosaurus!

Mountain Man B: I want to be swept away by the Tyrannosaurus!

Mountain Man C: I want to be bitten by a tyrannosaurus!

Mountain D: I want to raise a tyrannosaurus!

Flame, Suspicion, Bird, Bird: ...... Who is the patron saint!?