Dubai Ski is just one of five amusement parks in Thani City, and with the rise of other Pokémon amusement parks, the competitive pressure on old amusement parks like Dubai Ski is unprecedented.

The director held a mobilization meeting before and spoke passionately for a full hour and a half.

The hall listened to the inexplicable sadness below, it was really a lot of pressure no matter where it was, a good rich man, and he was also tortured in his prime baldness, which was really a bitter tear for people to watch.

Although the director himself is very energetic, the people below look depressed, looking at the sky sadly, all of them are artists in life.

Anyone with a discerning eye knows that the glorious days of Dubai Ski are gone.

As the two gates with brass bells closed, a red-eyed and bloody ghost appeared on the door of the haunted house, although its face was hideous, creating a terrifying atmosphere.

But as soon as the bleak wind blew, a faded poster was directly pasted on its eyes with Xuan'er, and it suddenly felt extremely sad.

The hall returned to the lounge, silently turned on the computer, called up the business report, and then came to a life-and-death conclusion.

Probably, most likely, the Dubai Strange Haunted House is going to go out of business, and then it's time for him to lose his job, it's a serious question.

Bang!

The temple vented his dissatisfaction directly on the innocent computer, and he closed the computer fiercely.

Why do others cross either with a system in their bodies, or they have a good tire.

He was good, and he was directly rectified, sad three no treatment, no home, no system, no thighs.

"Hoo ......"

Suddenly, a cold wind blew behind him, and the hall sighed, turned to look at the dream demon who was full of anticipation, "Miss Dream Demon, the cold wind is not blowing enough, bad review!" ”

The little dream demon was stunned for a moment, and finally broke out!

The light in her eyes flashed, and the shadow on the ground moved directly and quickly behind the temple, directly binding it.

"It's ...... Shadow Sneak Attack! ”

Suddenly, he felt a tingling sensation in his right eye, and then a realization came to his mind, and at the same time, a frame suddenly appeared in front of his right eye.

A large line of letters soon appeared on it.

'Shadow Attack'.

The moment the temple saw it, a detailed explanation of this skill appeared in his mind.

'Stretch out your shadow and attack them from behind. You must be able to attack first. ’

"Super god, eat chicken, steady!!"

The hall took a deep breath and looked at the dream demon next to him, "Come out, Goldfinger!" ”

The dream demon looked at him with a strange appearance, and his eyes were full of curiosity.

“……”

The hall raised his eyebrows, could it be that the code had to be shouted, he shouted directly, "Come out, Goldfinger!" ”

"Dreams?!"

The dream demon was startled by the sound, but, looking around, there was nothing.

"Come out, system!"

"Come out, big guy!"

"Come out, great god......"

………

The hall picked up the pure natural elf water next to it, which was said to be produced by the water elf, took a big sip, moistened his throat, and continued to shout.

The dream demon was curious at first, but finally felt more and more tired the more she listened, so she yawned and floated to the soft bed next to her and fell asleep, a small bubble floating from her mouth.

"Whew...... Whew......"

The temple was shouting when he suddenly heard the sound of breathing, and only then did he notice that the dream demon had fallen asleep.

He sighed, but was relieved.

Although I don't know what this golden finger of mine is, it's a good thing that the dream demon can sleep normally.

The hall looked at the sleeping dream demon and suddenly laughed.

From the mirror next to it, you can see that it is smiling normally.

He reached out and tried to touch the dream demon's body, and found that it was not like he couldn't touch it at all, but a cold but soft feeling.

Suddenly.

A border appeared in front of his right eye, and a three-dimensional image appeared in it.

A small dream demon that has shrunk countless times appears in the picture, next to it is an introduction to this Pokémon.

"Dream Demon - Ghost Department, Screaming Pokémon, belongs to Pokémon that frightens humans in the middle of the night and collects fearful emotions as their own energy.

Characteristic: Floating. ”

As the temple's attention focused on the characteristics, a line of small words suddenly appeared.

'Cannot be attacked by above-ground spells'.

The temple withdrew its hand, and the border quickly disappeared.

"I see."

He kind of understands the role of his golden finger, I'm afraid that although the effect is not very big, but it's okay.

After all, as long as he is a human, his memory will be blurred, and he is not a genius, he can never forget, although he once made a Pokémon illustrated table by himself, so some things are remembered very clearly, but again, some things are very vague.

So this gold finger can even be used as a memo for him, and a tool to assist him.

"It's a bit similar to the illustrated book I used before, but there is too little data."

The hall was a little unwilling to think that he would like to be able to list a data table to list what blood volume, special attack, special defense and so on.

However, he thought about it, after all, this is not a Pokemon game, but a real world, every Pokémon is a living existence and has its own mind, and it is not good if it is digitized.

The temple secretly took out a red and white Poké Ball from the drawer next to him, just about to touch the Dream Demon's body.

Syllable.

The small bubble between the corners of the dream demon's mouth suddenly exploded.

The temple was shocked, and quickly received the Poké Ball into the cuff and hid it.

As if nothing had happened, he sat down at his desk, immediately turned on his computer, and began to browse the website as if nothing had happened.

Of course, the text in the website is neither Chinese nor Japanese, but an alternative text, but he can understand it and use it.

"Even if it's Japanese, this seat is not false, at least this seat is also a big guy with a first-class certificate, but unfortunately, heroes are useless."

The temple was thinking wildly, he knew that the dream demon was a Pokémon that fed on the emotion of fear, so he was very sensitive to emotions, and it may have been that he inadvertently didn't control his thoughts just now, so he woke up the dream demon.

"I don't know if there is a literary creation award in Pokémon World, why don't I write a few novels, maybe it will become popular."

The temple had a whim, "If it weren't for the fear of being dissected, this seat could directly create two languages, hum!" ”

He didn't blush, and directly regarded the hard work of countless people as his own.

"Dreams!"

The Dream Demon fluttered around the room extremely quickly, obviously very happy.

It was the best sleep she'd had in all her time.