He took out the healing spray from his bag and gave it to the two little ones first, and then Yang Mo took them back into the Poké Ball and let them rest well.

Walking into the forest shrouded in mist, Yang Mo spread his spiritual power and explored forward.

Although his plug-in has expired, it does not mean that Yang Mo's mental power is not strong.

Compared with those superpowers in the academy who could only pretend to be magic sticks or magicians, Yang Mo stood at an unattainable height at the beginning.

The controller's mental power probed the path ahead, and Yang Mo slowly walked forward.

……

"Empty ~Pong~~"

"What's wrong?" While exploring in the forest, Professor He Mingyu suddenly heard a call from his hairball.

I saw that the hairball turned around, and it let out a few soft chirps when it detected Yang Mo's traces.

"Empty ~Pong~~"

Determining Yang Mo's direction, the furball made a sound in response to his master.

"Are you going this way?"

Understanding the thoughts of one's own elves is the standard of a special trainer. Although the language barrier is different, as the trainer and the elf have the same mind, then it is enough to overcome the language limit.

Understanding the meaning of the hairball, He Mingyu immediately followed it and walked forward, and soon, he saw a vague figure not far away.

"Yang Mo, is that you!?"

Looking at the figure, He Mingyu looked very happy, and called out loudly to the figure in the fog in front of him.

"Professor He?" Hearing Professor He's voice, Yang Mo, who was looking for the traces of the tree fruit, immediately guided his spiritual power and approached in the direction where the voice came from.

Seeing clearly the hairball and Teacher He who were looking for him, Yang Mo walked forward with a smile.

"It's okay, I was very worried when I saw you walking into the fog alone."

patted Yang Mo on the shoulder, He Mingyu is a competent teacher. After Yang Mo disappeared, he has been looking for Yang Mo's traces.

Although he found a lot of tree fruits, he never found any trace of Yang Mo.

Moreover, when Yang Mo disappeared, there was a terrifying aura on his body. This made him feel very worried.

"It's okay, my superpowers were a little out of control at the time, but now it's fine."

Smiling and nodding in response, Yang Mo didn't say anything about the dream.

Although Yang Mo knew that the teacher wanted to find the reason why there were no elves in this secret realm, Yang Mo still didn't want anyone to disturb the dream life.

As a legendary elf, the power of fantasy far exceeds the power of ordinary elves, and Yang Mo is not sure if Teacher He's power can solve the consequences of angering fantasy.

"Out of control? Perhaps, you should take the study of superpowers. I'm quite familiar with Wang He, the mentor of superpower research, and I'll introduce you when the time comes. ”

Listening to Yang Mo's words, Professor He didn't think much about it if he wasn't a superpower.

When he found Yang Mo, Professor He was in a very happy mood, and he excitedly told Yang Mo about his discovery.

"Yesterday when I was looking for you, I also collected a lot of rare tree fruits, including the Wenyu fruit you needed, but unfortunately I was snatched by a pink elf on the way. I think it must know the secrets of this secret realm. ”

I didn't expect that Professor He had already discovered the existence of the dream at this time, maybe the grapefruit eaten by Mu Mu Xiao and the Blue Crow was taken from Teacher He's hands.

"Teacher, I've seen that pink elf ......"

Seeing the teacher's excited appearance, Yang Mo didn't want him to provoke the dream again, so he said softly.

After all, from the teacher's fanatical gaze, Yang Mo always felt that Teacher He regarded fantasy as an object of study.

"Have you seen it? When! ”

Listening to Yang Mo's words, Professor He showed a surprised expression. Grabbed Yang Mo's shoulders tightly with both hands and asked.

"When I first woke up not long ago, it suppressed my superpowers and stopped my power from going berserk."

The mental power controller's own facial expressions, Yang Mo's face was not red and his heart was not beating when he lied.

told Teacher He a story about the help he received from his dreams, and Yang Mo wanted to persuade the teacher to give up the idea of pursuing dreams. At the same time, he uses his superpowers to set off the power of dreams.

"Did it help you suppress the superpower?"

Listening to Yang Mo's words, He Mingyu touched his chin.

The strength that Yang Mo showed before his disappearance was indeed heart-palpitating, and he was able to suppress Yang Mo's superpowers, which just proved that the elf had great strength.

Looking at Yang Mo's expression, Professor He could only give up chasing the traces of dreams, but as he learned about the existence of dreams, he knew that the theories he had summarized during his research on the secret realm were completely reasonable.

The richer the attribute energy, the more powerful the spirits living in the place.

The pink elf occupies such a secret realm, and according to its own theory, its strength should be far from being able to defeat itself.

Reason finally curbed his desire to explore, and after many years of going in and out of the secret realm, Professor He always maintained a reverence for the power of elves.

The Grand Trainer is not the end, and in the course of his wild adventures, he has encountered elves who are far more powerful than the overlords of the race.

In fact, Yang Mo's worries were completely unnecessary, and the strength of the fantasy was not at all something that an ordinary special trainer could compete with.

Its powerful superpowers can block out all probes below it, so if it doesn't want to appear, then no one can find its existence.

Floating lightly in the forest, using superpowers to hide his dreams, looking at Yang Mo and He Mingyu who were converging.

The corners of its mouth twitched into a smile as it weaved through the trees. The thoughts of the two people were exposed to its control, and it had no opinion on the thoughts of the two, it just quietly hid and observed.

After all, life on the island is too boring, and it wants to find some fun for itself to make life less boring.

It didn't like the island it had been on for years, but it still had a mission to do. Before that mission can be accomplished, it must wait for the arrival of a man on this island.

Let the hairball guide the way, Professor He is ready to take Yang Mo to continue to look for rare tree fruits in the forest.

There are a large number of rare tree fruits that are not available in the outside world, and the alliance does not limit the harvest of personnel in the secret realm, so naturally no one will want to return empty-handed.

Leaving the place with Yang Mo, the hairball's forehead continued to emit a powerful signal beam to explore this secret realm.

Like a radar, the hairball's signal beam can envelop the entire island, and everything in the maze is under its control, except for hiding its dreams.

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