Rub, another day to write Friday read Wednesday......

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In the thick fog, the comer who walked out of the gate walked slowly forward, even if the view was obscured by the thick fog, but the footsteps of the comer could always accurately step on the center of each stone slab, and the position was not bad at all. Walking at the same length, the only sound of clothes swinging and cloth shoes hitting the ground came all the way.

Soon, the visitor was on the last stone slab from where Merlin had fallen. The strength of his body gradually pressed on his left foot, which was firmly on the stone slab, and he leaned forward, and his right foot lifted and stepped forward, and then stomped Merlin's face.

Sensing a foreign object under his feet, the visitor snorted in confusion and slammed his toes Merlin's face a few times. It seems to be determining what exactly is being stepped on.

Another gust of wind swept in, and the thick mist was blown away in an instant. The figure of the comer, who was stepping on Merlin's left side of his face, was also fully revealed.

It was a tall and straight, thin old man, dressed in an old-fashioned robe that had been washed white, and the hair on his bare head had long since died, except for two long snow-white eyebrows and a large snow-white beard hanging down on his chest and fluttering in the wind. His face, which was not angry, was full of the marks of time, there were several twisted and raised scars in the ditches, the loose skin was pulled by gravity, and the face was covered with old age spots of different shades, large and small.

The old man squinted at the foreign object under his feet, and kicked Merlin in the forehead with his right foot, which was wearing a cloth shoe. Seeing that Merlin had fainted and still had no reaction, he stepped on Merlin's forehead with the sole of his forefoot again, and turned his face around stiffly, revealing most of his face. Looking at the face that was half sticky to the dirt and half with footprints, the old man carefully looked at Merlin for a while.

"Hey." The old man said to Merlin in a hoarse voice, "Are you dead?" If you die, let me die far away, and don't die on someone else's doorstep. He said stiffly, "If you don't die, go to sleep somewhere else!" Get out of my way. He let go of his right foot that was holding Merlin's forehead, and let Merlin's face fall to the ground again.

"I heard the noise so I went out to take a look, who knew that as soon as I went out, I saw a dead ghost hitting the street, which was really unlucky." The old man stood on the stone slab and put his thin hands back into his sleeves, "Break into my territory casually, and want to die at my door casually......" The old man's eyes were slightly squinted, and he raised his right foot to accumulate strength and was about to kick the top of Merlin's head. It seems that he has made up his mind to send Merlin to another world with one kick.

At this moment, several white lights burst out from the back of Merlin's waist and in his arms at the same time.

"Huh? Hum! The old man stopped raising his right foot and snorted at the white light. The white light snapped and then shrank back.

"Trainer?" Putting his right foot back on the ground, the old man straightened his legs and bent down to look at Merlin closely, "Little ghost." He sniffed the air with his high hooked nose, "The Able." "It's not easy to get to me......," he took a half-step forward, stretched out his thin right hand and grabbed Merlin's collar by the back of his neck, "Why is it so light?" The old man whispered to himself in disbelief.

"Forget it, just be kind." Carrying the fainting Merlin like a large light package, the old man turned around and walked back to the building with the door open, "Do a good deed every day, do a good deed every day." The footsteps were light, and the old man, who did not carry any burden on Merlin, talked to himself as he walked.

Entering the door, the old man threw Merlin into the foyer, turned around and closed the door again.

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The body is very tired, and the feeling of being hollowed out is still very obvious. This was Merlin's first sensation after regaining consciousness. After a while, Merlin, who was now lying on the soft bed, was somewhat relieved. I tried to open my eyes, but because I didn't have glasses, I could only dimly see the beams that seemed to be wooden in the haze. The tip of the nose lingers with the fragrance of some flowers and plants, and there seems to be a faint fragrance of tea.

[At least not eaten...... Merlin thought to a relieved man.

"Now that you're awake, get me up." A fierce old male voice suddenly came from his ears, "Faint at my door and block my way, and sleep in my guest room for ten whole days." What price are you going to pay to repay me for taking you in? The old man took a sip of tea and savored it between his lips and tongue while waiting for Merlin's reply.

The head was still a little groggy, and the body couldn't lift up the strength, and the eyes that were opened soon stuck together again......

"Humph!" Turning his head to see Merlin fall asleep again, the old man put down the teacup and stood up and walked into the courtyard, "Even if you are weak and boneless, you dare to go out to travel, and now young people are really becoming more and more unreliable." The old man whispered, "I'll come back later." He yelled at Wizel, who was respectfully sitting to see him off, straightened his clothes, and strode away.

When his figure disappeared behind the stone moon gate, Merlin's companions breathed a sigh of relief. They - all but Inter - were crammed into this room.

As the staff officer and acting leader of the team, Wizil, and the long-lived Lingzi and Antri, who had come out to support the scene, still maintained a respectful and respectful attitude to bid farewell to the old man. Nightingale and LaVe, who had become a maiden, approached Merlin to inquire about him. Dark, Haper, and Kuknus gathered behind Vizel, Reiko, and Antri, talking to each other. Dracula hangs upside down under the beams. Dalles and Sandel were practicing sitting on the sidelines and watching Merlin's situation. Caiman curled up in his shell and fell asleep heartlessly, Frog on his back staring at Merlin with wide eyes. Monardo and Legion lay on Cayman's side and stared intently at Merlin.

After examining Merlin's body, Nightingale announced to his caring companions that Merlin's health was normal, and he only needed a lot of rest to recover his health soon. This also relieved the partners who had been worried.

Although the real core of the squad was absent for a long time, Merlin's squad was still able to operate normally and orderly. This shows the results of Merlin's usual efforts to make his friends autonomous and independent.

Because Merlin has been worried about whether his partners can continue to live independently after his death, he has never given up the opportunity to let his partners be independent, he puts himself on a completely equal level with his partners, so that his partners have the opportunity to make independent choices, and actively cultivates their own problem-solving skills. He positions himself as a guide who offers choices, a mentor who proposes ideas, an overseer who takes his companions on the right track and fills in the gaps, rather than as a leader who stands tall and ruthless.

However, providing choices and nurturing independence is not just a matter of indulgence and blind obedience to Pokémon on their own, Merlin will still stand in the perspective of a bystander, a loved one, and plan the future for his companions. It's not a bad thing to obey Pokémon's wishes, but it's definitely not good to be obedient or even pampered. After all, the vast majority of Pokémon are far from having such a long-term vision.

So usually when Merlin is injured and absent, the partners can take good care of themselves, but this time, although the situation is a bit unexpected and unusual, and the time is a little too long, the partners still stubbornly hold on.

As the first team members of the team, the abilities and abilities of Wizel, Reiko, Antley, Dark, Hepu and Kuknus are both the core of the team and the core of the team, and when Merlin is unable to handle daily affairs due to an accident, they hold six internal meetings to decide the size of the team.

For example, now, a very important question is in front of the six, is the old man friend or foe? The old bones that made them tremble and couldn't even raise the idea of resisting only needed a glance to make Lingzi honest, a cold snort to stillbirth Wizil's little plan, and a light cough to make Hemp's hypnotic attempts disappear...... In short, in the ten days that Merlin was raptured into the room to recuperate, the companions never gave up trying to confront the old man. But nothing has worked.

However, after making sure that the old man would not hurt them for the time being, the partners also consciously stopped all kinds of attack plans against the old man. Nor are they inseparable. However, the vigilance and vigilance of the elderly have never been slackened in the slightest.

During this time, Wizier had been frowning, on the one hand, worried about the condition of the sleeping Merlin, and on the other hand, he was deeply jealous of the unfathomable old man. With a bitter face and a frown, Wizir whispered to his companions.

Without Merlin present, they naturally don't have to use telepathy to communicate, just talk to each other with their voices.

In fact, Pokémon have their own language, and it is obvious that each other's languages cannot communicate directly with each other, but it is very strange that they can understand each other's meaning. Even human language is understandable. This reality has always puzzled human scientists, and they can't figure out why it is even after scratching their heads.

The first team members were having a small meeting here, and Nightingale was trying to channel her healing energy to Merlin. The effect of Pokémon's healing and restoration tricks on humans is not too good, especially the effect of healing tricks will be severely discounted. But Nightingale still does not give up the slightest hint of utility, and has always been sending energy to Merlin in his sleep. More often than not, it does so with no practical effect, but it just gives it peace of mind. Next to her, LaVe, who had turned into a maiden - turned out to be Natsu - was carefully feeding Merlin a tonic with a small spoon. During this time, Lavi also began to learn to help take care of Merlin.

The discussion of the core team gradually heated up, and Wizil's suggestion seemed to be unanimously praised and echoed by his partners.

At the moment when the discussion was hot, the figure of the old man once again passed through the moon gate and returned to the small courtyard. Looking at the six Pokémon who were planning something because of his appearance, the old man blew his beard and glared at them. The six guys immediately shook their bodies to welcome him back.

Although he looks very old, the old man is old and strong, and his skills in walking, running and jumping are not inferior to those of young people. Grabbing a small wooden box in his hand, the old man easily jumped over the threshold, took a few big steps to Merlin's sleeping side, and sat down next to Merlin's head with a shake of his clothes.

"What are they?" He grabbed the medicine bowl in Lavi's hand, first looked at the crystal liquid in the bowl, and then held the bowl to his nose and sniffed deeply, "Juice medicine? The condition is not bad. He saw through the potion at once, "You're going to give him this all these days?" He asked Nightingale and LaVey, who were in charge of taking care of Merlin's daily life.

The two little ones nodded pitifully. The old man's momentum made the two who didn't have much combat power afraid.

"Although it is also a good medicine, but for a person like him who is congenitally strict and deficient, the effect of the medicine is too weak, and if it wants to be effective, I am afraid it will take two or three or ten days to do it." He shoved the medicine bowl back into Lavi's hand, "Dealing with this kind of completely disengaged guy, my stuff will work much faster!" He smiled and opened the small wooden box he had brought, and took out a small glass bottle containing half a large bottle of black, viscous liquid, and shook it in his hand at Nightingale and LaVe, "It's not a thing to fall asleep like this. After a few days of conditioning, it's time to use some fierce medicine! ”

As he spoke, he directly pinched Merlin's mouth with one hand, bit the cork of the vial with his teeth, and immediately stuffed the vial into Merlin's mouth with the other hand, and poured all the sticky and indescribable black gooes into Merlin's mouth. Then he slammed Merlin's chin and slammed his throat, nodding in satisfaction as Merlin was forced to swallow the dark substance.

Nightingale and LaVey watched Merlin being forced by the old man to pour an unknown substance, and they both put on a look of wanting to cry without tears and daring to be angry but not to speak. The core team saw that Merlin was forcibly poured with suspicious substances, and they all got up and couldn't resist the urge to attack the old man. The rest of the companions also showed their fangs and claws at the old man, either roaring low or glaring angrily.

"Huh." Looking around at the angry Merlin team, the old man put the small glass bottle back into the small wooden box and stroked his white beard, "It seems that he is a good person to make Warcraft care and care so much." He laughed.

The partners surrounded the old man to death, and they were all ready to pull the old man to bury him in case of an accident. Although they also know that if they really attack the old man, they may be martyred themselves.

The old man didn't explain or care, just stroked his beard and smiled.

Just when the atmosphere was tense, Merlin, who was the fuse, suddenly opened his mouth and screamed, attracting the attention of the audience. I saw a trace of white smoke coming out of his wide open mouth, and the same white smoke was still coming out of his nose and ears. His chest was heaving violently, his lungs were working fast, and his heartbeat was clear and intense. Suddenly, he sat up straight and tore open his pajamas. I saw that his skinny, pale and bloodless skin covered with scars was red at the moment.

"Ah!!!!h Merlin raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, and large puffs of white smoke came out of his head.

"Haha!" The old man laughed too.

The friends were stunned by this strange scene, and they couldn't make up their minds for a while, so they had to continue to wait and see.

"Whew~~~~~" Merlin let out a long puff of white smoke, his eyes opened suddenly, and the eyes of a pair of pupils were full of energy. The red color on his body also receded in an instant, and disappeared without a trace.

"What's that?" Merlin moved his limbs in disbelief as he had never been so powerful, muttering to himself.

"Trust me." The old man smiled, "You won't want to know. Brushing his long eyebrows, the old man looked at Merlin. Merlin also put on the glasses that Nightingale had handed him, and turned to look at the old man.

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Answer to the last question: Well, insects are doubled by flight, rocks, and fire, double restrained by grass, energy, and evil, and also have halved resistance to fighting, grass, and ground~~~

The question in this issue,Ah,It's a headache to suddenly think about the problem~~ Just grab one.,Excuse me.:How many Pokémon can evolve by communication and exchange? Note that it is only a communication exchange, and it does not include ~~ that carries props for communication exchange

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