On the outskirts of the Tsukimiyama forest, the trees are sparse, and occasionally you can see a few fruit trees with fruit on them, and the fruit from the fruit trees that grow alone like this can be picked. However, when moving around in the forest, no matter what you do, don't "overdo it".

Please face up to the elves' wisdom and vindictiveness.

As you walk through the forest, a different pokemon will watch your movements at all times, and the stalker will make a judgment (mainly to determine whether you are harmful or not) and pass on his judgment to his companions.

Let's say that at one point, you picked a large number of tree fruits at once, and the surrounding elves who fed on them starved. Then I'm sorry, but your "bad deeds" and "traits" will be transmitted to the entire forest through a single elf.

This is not the most terrifying, the most frightening thing is that in the whole transmission process, there will be different kinds of elves, after the translation of various languages and the brain supplement of the elves, the person's "evil deeds" will be infinitely magnified, and the "characteristics" of human beings will be infinitely blurred.

For example, "That human in red picked a few tree fruits and made me hungry!" Later, it may be said that "the human in the clothes has all the tree fruits, and all the friends are starving to death!" ”

In addition, not all elves can recognize different human individuals very well, and when it comes to the ears of the forest boss, emmm...... Tell me, is anyone going to run naked in the forest?

Therefore, if there are a large number of casualties among the trainers during a certain period of time, it is not that the elves have rioted, but most likely because one guy has picked a few more tree fruits.

After wandering in the forest for so long, these twists and turns have been translated into stinky mud, and Sato Mo has also learned a lot, and has also formed Sato Mo's code of conduct. Because of this, when Moto Sato was begging for a living in the forest, although there were constant small things, there was never anything big.

Dressed in a camouflage uniform made of branches and weeds, and under the cover of a protective color similar to the color of the forest, Moji Sato is picking blue orange fruits.

Look at the sun hanging in the sky, it looks like between 10-11 o'clock. Sato Mo ignored the weeds that were shaking slightly, the tree fruit here Sato Mo often came to pick, and the surrounding elves had already acquiesced to this.

There are 20-30 tree fruits on the tree, and Momo Sato has already picked 2 of them and put them in a basket made of rattan, and when he was about to continue picking them, he suddenly remembered that he was in the forest, and he didn't plan to sell them in the town, so why did he pick so much?

Wiping the mud off his face, he patted off a muddy hand that was about to steal the tree fruit, frowned and said, "Ah Ni, don't think about stealing it!" ”

Then, Sato Mo tightened the rattan basket he was carrying, looked in a direction and turned to leave.

Sato Mo put on the stinky mud and disappeared into the weeds, and the grass waves gradually faded away. A thin scarlet tongue poked out of the grass, and then the trembling grass gradually calmed down.

Sato Mo stopped in a slightly dry place, found a place with shadows, and after taking off the camouflage uniform he was wearing, he was not too dirty, and Sato Mo sat directly on the ground.

Holding a small Lada in his hand, this guy steals the fruit while he is not paying attention.

Because this side is already on the border of the Central District, it has greatly shifted the area frequented by trainers, and there is no place to have a picnic nearby, so I can only find a place to make a living.

He tossed the little Radha aside and threw it right into a tree hole.

The stinky mud reached out and stuck to Sato ink, and pointed to the hole in the tree where Little Lada was hiding, meaning: Do you really want it?

Mo Sato: "If you really want to capture the elves, it is a little unwise to use the Poke Ball on the little Lada in the forest~ Besides, this thing shouldn't be much stronger!" ”

“......”

Is Amo inflated, or is he getting weaker? Anyway, Stinky Muddy felt that this little Lada was quite strong, and seeing that Sato Mo didn't want to accept it, Stinky Mud didn't want to waste time on this little Lada.

It's very peaceful~ It's weird!

As soon as he sat down to rest for a while, Moji Sato was thrown to the ground by the stinky mud.

In the next moment, the weeds and dirt next to Sato Mo were splashed, and the surrounding grass seemed to explode, and Yu Guang caught a glimpse of a purple figure attacking him.

The reflex nerve, trained by 397 defeats, was subconsciously blocked by Moji Sato's arms. When Sato Mo saw the situation clearly, he saw an Abel snake biting the arm of the stinky mud, and his teeth were deeply sunk into the arm of the stinky mud.

Even with the protection of stinky mud, Sato Mo felt a faint pain in his arm.

Looking at the purple appearance of the roots of its exposed fangs, Sato Mo was sure: it was covered with poisonous energy, and Sato Mo also saw a trace of evil energy (black) on the teeth of the Abel snake.

"Lot!" The stinking mud snorted in pain

!

"Ah Ni, harden it, fix its teeth!" The surface of the hand where the sludge had been bitten began to harden, firmly anchored around the snake's fangs, and some of the mud stuck to the snake's upper and lower jaws.

Then soften the arm and prepare to detach from the hardened mud layer, remember to leave some mud on top! Listen to me! ”

After discovering that his attack was carried down by the stinky mud, Abel Snake found that his mouth was actually mushy, and he was embarrassed.

The snake's pupils dilated suddenly, looking a little sluggish.

Immediately, the ferocity of the Abel snake swelled up, and the snake's pupils shrank to a thin slit, which was almost invisible. Since you can't retreat, let's go!

Sato Mo only felt that his body sank, and the head of the Abel snake borrowed strength from the stinky mud hand, and the thick snake body ignored the surrounding weeds, and there were strange bulbous bulges on the snake's body.

Draw an arc in the low altitude and wrap around the stinky mud. At the same time, the tip of the tail lit up with white light, and it pierced the back of Sato Mo and the stinky mud!

Sato Mo saw that the white light could only cover the tip of the tail of the Abel snake, and even then it looked a little sparse.

It seems that the time to master the iron tail is still short, and of course it is possible to break through on the spot. If you really break through in time and initially master the trick of the iron tail, then you can sell lottery tickets yourself!

MMP's, you can also meet this level of Abel snake here, this luck!

"Ah Ni, it's now! Cooperate with me and get Abel Snake out! ”

Together with Sato Mo, the arm that was bitten by the stinky mud was forced, and with a sharp flick, the body of Abel Snake was thrown out.

With a snap, the Abel snake slammed into the trunk of a tree behind him.

After the stinky mud hand broke away from the snake's mouth, it no longer had the shape of the original hand. If it was an arm armor before, then now there is only a thin layer left, still covering Sato Mo's arm.

Under the attention of the elves and Sato Mo, the stinky mud's body kept squirming, as if mobilizing mud from other parts of the body to make up for the loss of his arm.

Although the stinky mud is expressionless, Sato Mo knows that the stinky mud hurts too much now. The stinky mud threw away a small part of my body, can this not hurt? If it hadn't happened suddenly, there would have been no need to throw away part of your body!

Now Sato Mo doesn't have time to feel sorry for his own mud (but his heart really hurts), Abel Snake, I'm day... Eh, when Sato Mo looked at the Abel snake that was thrown away, he was stunned for a moment.