Xing Sujuan held an umbrella and looked at the caller's name on the screen of the special machine, but she answered the phone without hesitation, and stood straight:

"Brother Ming, are you looking for me?

Yes... Right... Except that I've been...

Brother Fang and Haoran were severely injured and unconscious, and the bones on Dongsheng's body were nearly half shattered.

Yes, I'm sorry.

Yes, they are all seriously injured, Brother Fang's Tyrannosaurus and Geng Ghost may not work, Dongsheng's Flame Monkey and Haoran's Lotte Kappa are also dangerous.

Okay Brother Ming, I'm sorry.

That, let's go on... Hunt it? ”

There was silence on the other end of the phone for about a second, and a sneer came: "Heh, don't you think you have lost enough?" Get the hell back. ”

A big stone in Xing Sujuan's heart fell to the ground, but her tone looked very panicked: "Received, let's go back to the headquarters immediately." ”

The person on the other end ......of the "beep" phone had already hung up.

After confirming that there was silence in the earpiece, Xing Sujuan breathed a sigh of relief, used a special mobile phone to call up another interface, and began to arrange the itinerary to return to the magic capital in the early morning.

Behind her, more than a dozen staff members in uniform black jackets were busy.

Some are investigating and monitoring the blockade site, some are recording and cleaning up the traces of the scene, some are retrieving the Poké Ball after giving first aid to the fallen elves, and some are carrying her teammates into the black van...

The people in these support groups were busy, but Xing Sujuan's heart was cold.

It is foreseeable that their team will be revoked by the [Containment Assistance Association], and they may also be assigned abroad to deal with the dirty work that others don't want to do, waiting to be reused.

No one wants this to happen. Why don't you just jump to the National Pokéball Association? It's all an organization of elven hunters anyway. ’

This thought popped into her mind, but when she thought of the "Brother Ming" who had just spoken to her...

Xing Sujuan couldn't help but shudder and extinguished this thought.

…………

When I woke up, Quartz only felt that his muscles were sore, his throat was dry and his nose was blocked, and he had a little sign of a cold.

Fortunately, he was young and strong, and after getting up to brush his teeth and take a hot shower, he felt half better, poured a few sips of hot water, and began to prepare breakfast for him, his cousin, and the two elves.

The quick-frozen dumplings were enough for him to deal with Han Han, and the little fire dragon was the usual nutritious meal - fire spirit food, sweet dried tree fruits, and fresh milk from the horse goat.

He also prepared honey milk for the duck, as well as softened water-based elf food and nutritional paste.

After preparing all the food, and then summoning the little fire dragon and the duck, the brother and sister and the elves had a meal together, and Quartz observed his two elves while eating dumplings dipped in soy sauce:

The little fire dragon is very greedy, obviously eating, drinking, snacks and nutrition all day long, but eating is still like a war, and the eating appearance can be said to be very bad.

On the other hand, Da Da Duck, who is obviously thin like that, is still slow to eat, chewing two mouthfuls of elf food and taking a sip of milk, looking light.

He couldn't help but start wondering, who of these two goods is domesticated and who is wild?

You two are performing the elf version of the "Metamorphose"?

Looking out the window at the dripping rain, Quartz decided to fish at home today.

Of course, the little fire dragon can't touch the fish, but still has its own task, which is to practice splitting tiles at home.

There are still four days to prepare for the competition, and there is not much time left for the little fire dragon, so it is just time to rush in to train while he can't go out.

The little fire dragon was looking curiously at the new member of the family at the moment, and swallowed his saliva...

It finished its breakfast in a few moments, and was drooling as it looked at the rations in the duck's rice bowl.

It's never eaten this flavor of elf food, and it's never eaten that green jelly-like thing (nutritional paste), so I'm curious what it tastes like~

(ฅ•﹏•ฅ)

Duck ignored the little dragon's eager and curious eyes, and continued to drink its honey milk slowly.

The little fire dragon looked at it for a long time, but still didn't hold back, and the little claws stretched out to the rice bowl of the duck...

Let's just take a bite. (๑•́₃•̀๑)

Quartz washed his and his cousin's dishes and returned to the living room, where he saw that the duck was still chewing unhurriedly, while the little fire dragon fell asleep in his rice basin, and the snot bubbles were blowing out.

(∪｡ ∪)｡｡｡ zzz

He couldn't cry or laugh for a while, how could he still fall asleep while eating?

I just haven't been to the morning exercise for a day, and I'm lazy.

As soon as the little fire dragon wiped the food off its face with hot water, it woke up, and was arranged by Quartz on the balcony with a confused face to start practicing chopping tiles.

Then Quartz began to do the housework, tidying up the dishes, cleaning, and washing and drying clothes.

Since you are resting at home, let's do more housework, so that my mother can rest more when she comes home.

Although it didn't stop for a moment, Quartz kept observing the duck and found that it was honestly watching TV with its cousin, even if it was a sand sculpture TV program, it watched it with relish.

It's good, it seems to be well adapted to domestic life, and there is no tendency to attack humans.

On the other hand, the training of the tile splitting move is still quite boring, and the little fire dragon has been repeating the practice, but the progress is not much.

The main thing is the lack of control, in addition to the difficulty of controlling one's muscles, what is even more difficult is that it is impossible to control the distractions in the mind.

As a relatively introductory fighting move, splitting tiles does not have much advanced exercises, and what is paid attention to is nothing more than "heart. Skill. body" three in one.

But conversely, it can also be said that spirit, skill and strength are all three indispensable.

The little fire dragon is very good in terms of physical fitness, but it is still far from good in terms of skill and spirit, and it is always impossible to find the feeling of turning movements into moves.

It struggled to stand on tiptoe and place a stack of tiles on the stand, steadied its horse and concentrated its breath, and after calming its breath, it raised its palm and struck the center of the tile with a knife, and the top tile snapped in response.

And as the knife continued to fall, the little fire dragon tried hard to get rid of the distractions in his mind, wanting to feel the feeling of "consistency" in the video.

But in the end, I didn't feel anything, and I couldn't split the bottom tile because I didn't grasp the strength well - I couldn't feel it too deliberately.

The little fire dragon was a little frustrated, feeling that he was so far away from touching the threshold, but he couldn't reach it.

At this time, it heard Quartz preparing to go out, so it left its training fart and ran to the living room.

Want to hang out? I want to go too!

٩(๑╹ꇴ╹)۶’

But Quartz just took Da Da Duck to the elf center for a follow-up visit and hanging nutrition injections, and he didn't plan to take it with him at all.

Seeing that Quartz took the newcomer Da Duck out without it, and let it continue to practice at home, the little fire dragon felt a little aggrieved.

(｡ •́︿•̀｡ )

was tugging on Quartz's trouser leg and asking him to take him out to play, when the little fire dragon was fascinated by a purple shimmer...