Chapter Fifty-Eight: A Husband Should Carry a Three-Foot Sword... Cheap, able to bend and stretch
The craftsmanship of Xiaomao's logistics group is really good, and Su Ming eats all kinds of envy, jealousy and hatred at one meal.
Think about it carefully, who is the protagonist of Ash or Shigeru? This Xiaomao is simply a winner in life: his grandfather is Dr. Damu, and he has a rich family; Not to mention the many elves who have been subdued, their strength is also strong; Even these harem regiments, which they thought were vases, were actually powerful logistics personnel.
This kind of supporting role, give me a dozen! I'll change the main character!
After a full lunch and enough rest, Su Ming consciously got up and said goodbye: "Thank you Xiao Maojun for your hospitality, I will continue to train the iron-armored tyrannosaurus, so I will go first." β
"Well, I'm going to dig up fossils too, and with my luck, maybe I can get a harvest in a few minutes!" Xiao Mao took out two small hoes and was ashamed.
"Hehe..."For the sake of the face of this meal, I won't say anything.
The nearby terrain has actually been almost reconnoitred, and several retreat routes have been planned, but Su Ming does not plan to stop the road opening operation, so as not to be suspicious of others, so after leaving the camp, Su Ming summoned four more ironclad tyrannosaurus dragons to rumble all the way.
Probably because of the recent human activities, Su Ming found very few wild elves in such a large mountain, and only occasionally saw a pangolin or a small fist stone, and that bit of experience was not enough to even plug his teeth, so he was too lazy to educate them.
Finding a place in the shade, Su Ming let the iron-armored tyrannosaurus move freely, spread out the mat and prepare for a nap.
This one fell on his back, looking up at the sky, and a hot air balloon caught his attention.
In the past few days, there are often hot air balloons, most of them are transporting supplies, and there are a few tourists, but most of them are decent ovals, so as soon as this giant meow-headed hot air balloon appeared in the field of vision, Su Ming, who reacted, immediately came to his senses.
"It's Team Rocket!" Su Ming cheered up and paid attention to the newly appeared hot air balloon, and sure enough, more than ten minutes later, the hot air balloon landed in the mountain recess next to Dasha Valley.
"I can't see it..."Su Ming took out the PokΓ© Ball from his pocket and threw it out, "Big-billed Sparrow, pretend to fly around and look at who it is." β
"Squeak~" The large-billed finch called and flapped its wings.
"If it's Team Rocket, it's definitely here to do something." Su Ming climbed to a high place and waited for news from the large-billed finch.
Within a few minutes, the large-billed finch turned back, and Su Ming had already drawn two stickmen and two circles on the ground.
"Isn't that so? Two people, one meow? β
"Chirp~" The large-billed finch nodded up and down, fluttering its wings, which confirmed Su Ming's thoughts.
It's nerve-wracking, these people are just-stirring sticks, and they can't predict their next move.
Now, I can only be vigilant, and I must not let these guys affect my plans.
Before leaving, he asked the heavy-armored tyrannosaurus to dig a hole in a high place, and Su Ming summoned the giant toad and let it hide in the hole, overlooking the entire Dasha Valley, and by the way, monitor the movements of Team Rocket.
The wheat field puppet's survival time was almost up, and back at the camp, Su Ming summoned it again.
It's a pity that I was worried all night that night, and there was no movement on either side - well, it was the side where Team Rocket landed and the side of the camp of the School of Archaeology.
Because he didn't sleep well at night, Su Ming had a rare sleep the next day, and it wasn't until the noise outside became noisy that he wiped his face casually with a wet tissue and climbed out of the tent.
Not far away, outside the tent of the Institute of Archaeology, a large group of people with hoes gathered, and there were constant cheers.
Su Ming struggled to squeeze into the crowd to take a look, and it turned out that someone was fighting elves.
It just so happened that Su Ming knew each other on both sides, and one arrogant was Xiao Mao, who was commanding a big pincer crab to beat the opponent's pangolin into the hole and didn't dare to come out.
Xiao Mao's opponent was Xiao Jian, who was wearing small glasses, and I saw that he was sweating profusely, and his small eyes under the glasses were much wider than usual, nervously paying attention to the movements of the big tong crab on the field, and it seemed that he wanted to fight back.
"How? It's too late to throw in the towel! Xiao Mao instructed the big tong crab to spray water guns into the hole, and at the same time taunted Xiao Jian with ease.
Xiao Jian clenched his fists, his eyes widened: "Damn... I don't believe that in this unfavorable terrain, your pincer crab can use more energy than a pangolin! β
"Although you have the advantage in the terrain on the mountain, I have the advantage in the attributes, and we will be evened out at most." Xiao Mao raised a hand, as if he wanted to pose something.
"But my elves are better trained than you, so you have no chance of winning!"
"It's now!" Xiao Mao's outstretched hand pointed to the entrance of the cave, and at this time, the pangolin probably couldn't stand the flooding of the cave and came out of the soil.
"Claw crab, use the foam ray!"
Puff... A large string of bubbles is spit out by the pincer crab and wraps itself around the pangolin that emerges.
"How naΓ―ve, boy!" Xiao Jian suddenly laughed: "My pangolin has been exposed to the wind and rain in the wild countless times with me, how can it not bear such a little flooding?" β
"Pangolin uses rolling!"
The pangolin that jumped out of the hole instantly curled up in a ball, and then spun and rolled rapidly against the ground, shattering countless foams and rushing towards the pincer crab!
"Really?" Xiao Mao was not surprised by the unexpected change: "Big claw crab, hardened!" β
Boom! The high-speed rolling pangolin and the hardened pincer crab collided together, making a dull sound, and the pangolin was rebounded and flew up, and the pincer crab was knocked back several positions.
"Rush up and hammer it with crab claws!"
"Pangolin, spin at high speed!"
The two elves fought together again, and the crab claw hammer of the big pincer crab smashed into the pangolin, and then it was bounced away, and the pangolin also spun and fell to the other side.
But this time, the gap in hard power between the two sides is reflected, Xiao Mao's big claw crab was bounced off and quickly stood up, and rushed up sideways again, but the pangolin was in a bad state after eating a crab claw hammer, and even the scales fell off on the back of the stroke, and the big claw crab that rushed up was beaten back again and again.
"What are you doing? Xiao Jian! β
Just as the pangolin was about to be defeated, a bearded middle-aged man wearing an earthy yellow overalls and a wide-brimmed hat came out of the big tent of the School of Archaeology, and shouted to stop Xiaojian.
"What are you doing? Don't hurry up to work! What is the Pokemon battle like here! β
"But... Yes, Mentor! Xiao Jian originally wanted to defend a few more sentences, but he saw that his tutor had already walked out of the crowd with two senior sisters surrounded by security guards, and hurriedly took back the pangolin that was struggling to support, pushed away the crowd and followed.
Seeing that Xiao Jian ran away like this, Xiao Mao didn't react at once.
"Hey! What about the good bets? Do you want to just run? β
Seeing Xiao Jian running away like this, the people around him who had been ridiculed were suddenly relieved and clamored one after another.
"Ouch hey! This is a noble archaeologist, the rising star of the School of Archaeology! β
"If you can't beat it, you can run, and you don't even have an explanation, you really deserve to be Xiao Jianjun!"
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It's a pity that Xiao Jian only paused for a second, and then followed the team of the School of Archaeology without looking back.
Seeing this, Xiao Mao had no choice but to scold and take back the pincer crab.