"Elven leader, do you think this will work? Use a random method instead of sorting. Huster made a point.

"What do you mean by that?" the elven leader was puzzled.

This means that who will play is not determined by the difference in their characteristics, but by random probability. In other words, the pokemon are randomly drawn by drawing lots or rolling dice. Of course, other methods can be used as well. That way, it doesn't matter if you can't find their differences.

"Sounds pretty good!" the elven leader's eyes sparkled, and the embarrassment of the moment was completely gone, "Why didn't I think of that? So, let's do as you say. Honestly, I'm still confused, hehe. ”

"It's okay, Elven Chief. Huster Wenya bent her eyes implicitly, "I'll do this, you can watch from the side." ”

"Such a good thing?" said the elven leader, astonished.

This...... Is it a good thing? I'm kind of laughing and crying. Does it bring a lot of joy to sitting on the sidelines and not doing it yourself? While it's easy and easy, it doesn't seem very common to call such a situation a "good thing." I don't understand its thinking. It doesn't seem like a good idea to say that it's a leap of thought. It's amazing, like not saying it. Anyway, I just feel that the demeanor and language of the elf leader have always exuded an abrupt smell. ”

Next, Huster determined the order in which the elves appeared, following the practice he had described. The elves formed a long zigzag line, each of them chirping, so that the long line was like a dynamic model, forever shaking, like a living crystal chain in the sunlight.

"Children, come one by one. The elf leader said, and the elf who stood in the first position jumped into the empty seat where he was playing cards, and rubbed his fists and grinned, looking determined to win.

Haha, why are they all so funny? I can't stand it.

"Then let's get started!" said the elven leader's voice was lively and cheerful.

And this begins? But...... That elf...... Don't know the rules of the game, right?

"By the way, doesn't it know how to play yet?" I asked weakly.

"Oh! yes! You're right! I've left this stubble behind. Which of you taught it? I'm sure I can't tell. To tell you the truth, I still don't understand the rules of the game. ”

Wouldn't it?

"I'll do it. Huster took the task, "Okay, Loris?"

"Okay, no problem, haha. ”

What's so bad about that? I don't want to explain it at all, and I'm afraid I can't explain it clearly. What you know in your heart, what you want to express, sometimes when you say it, it's not like that. What you think and what you say may be completely separated. I think they're completely two worlds, even though they seem to be very related.

So Huster began to speak patiently to the elf, and the elf listened in fascination.