Asking for a leave of absence was also routinely used to participate in a game, although it was voluntary if you studied it deeply, Xia Chen was still a little depressed.

Yu Chaohua, an old fritter, of course, knows the truth of giving a jujube with a stick, and after pulling Xia Chen to sign up for the World Youth Championships, he smiled and gave the school's reward for Xia Chen's victory in the Donghuang Youth Competition.

The school's rewards are nothing more than bonuses and points, which are all things that can be bought with money, and they are not particularly important to Xia Chen.

But something is better than nothing.

In particular, the large amount of points awarded is enough to redeem the most expensive quasi-god cub in the points store.

But Xia Chen still had Xiao Duolong and the newly hatched sticky treasure in his hands, and he didn't have the idea of cultivating a new quasi-god for the time being, so he gave up for the time being.

Anyway, the points won't run away over there, so I'll see if there are any new good things on the shelves when I come back from Padia.

The competition party rewarded one wave, the school rewarded another wave, one crown and two meals, which soothed a little depression in Xia Chen's heart.

"By the way, if you want to go to the Orange Academy, you can go to the headmaster, Clavell, I am an old friend of him, and he will take care of you."

Before Xia Chen said goodbye and left, Yu Chaohua used a parting gift on him.

Xia Chen nodded in understanding, and then walked out of the principal's office and went to the office floor of the ghost department teacher on the top floor.

The administrative office building of Shanghai Kyoto University has 18 floors, and each floor represents an attribute.

I don't know if it's a coincidence, the ghost department happens to be in the most subtle number of eighteen...

Not only that, as soon as he went upstairs, Xia Chen felt an unusual atmosphere of compassion.

It was obviously daylight, but the corridor was dark and terrible, and there were no windows everywhere, but from time to time I could feel a cold wind blowing from behind.

There was a faint cry like a baby in the room, like the place where those urban campus legends took place.

Don't prepare, this is the perfect place for horror films.

I guess it's Geng Ghost Dream Demon again, this guy is doing ghosts...

Xia Chen muttered secretly, but on the surface, he walked calmly towards Teacher Mo Lan's office.

Having dealt with a scary Gengh, he knew that the more he showed fear, the more likely he was to be tricked by the ghost elves.

Fortunately, the ghost elves here are all teachers, and they don't go too far with their students.

Frightened twice by the cursed doll falling from the ceiling, and scared once by the mystery Q crawling out from under his feet, Xia Chen arrived at the deepest destination, Teacher Mo Lan's office.

…………

The one who opened the door was a cute ghost.

Xia Chen found that this elf was the favorite of many ghost department specialized trainers, and he would basically bring one with him to the team.

This is understandable, handsome and capable of fighting, and it is even more convenient in the field, not only can you hide in the shadow of the trainer as a personal guard, but also stuff something in the stomach to reduce the burden on the trainer.

If he hadn't met a suitable one, Xia Chen would have wanted to raise one himself.

“gengar？”

Geng Ghost tilted his head to ask Xia Chen what he meant, and his chubby body tightly blocked the half-open door, firmly guarding the safety of the trainer.

Xia Chen nodded politely and said with a smile: "I am a student of Teacher Mo Lan, my name is Xia Chen, I came to her for something, you can ask Teacher Mo Lan, she should have a little impression of me." ”

As soon as the words fell, Geng Ghost stared at Xia Chen in surprise with its big blood-red eyes, as if he had heard of him.

“gengar！”

The half-hidden door opened, and Geng Ghost stepped out of the way, signaling Xia Chen to enter directly.

It seems that Teacher Mo Lan should have mentioned me in private, but I don't know if it's good or bad...

Feeling the cold glance of Geng Ghost, Xia Chen felt that it should not be good.

It's normal, after all, what kind of "ghost Yin Bu" I made nonsense at the beginning, Teacher Mo Lan should have studied it for a long time.

As a result, the ghost Yin Bu became the ghost Zoroark, which means that her things have been studied in vain for a long time.

With sincere apologies, Xia Chen followed Geng Ghost into Teacher Mo Lan's office.

It's more like a library than an office.

In the dim light, there are books and books at a glance.

Xia Chen saw Teacher Mo Lan with dark circles and heavy eyes like smoky makeup in the area of "Pardea Regional Literature".

She glanced up at the uninvited guest with sleepy and dazed eyes, and was stunned for a moment before realizing who it was.

…………

"Xia Chen?"

From the two words of Teacher Mo Lan, Xia Chen heard surprise, surprise, doubt, and... A slight resentment.

The word resentment may be a little heavier, but it can express the emotions of Teacher Mo Lan - like a child who was deceived that there was really Santa Claus in the world and then discovered the truth.

"Teacher, I was wrong!"

Xia Chen bowed ninety degrees and apologized, and presented the gift he had prepared with both hands, a Q version of the ghost Soroark.

This is specially customized by Xia Chen before he came to Beijing, which may be a bit naïve for primary school students, but it should be just right for Teacher Mo Lan.

"Do you think I'm a child? Love this childish stuff? ”

Teacher Mo Lan's eyes were shining, but her mouth was still hard.

For this kind of tsundere, Xia Chen has his own way to deal with it.

He said helplessly: "Teacher, this is specially for someone to do it for you, if you don't want it, I don't know what to do." ”

If it was a person who was really angry and didn't want a doll, her answer would definitely be "throw it away", but Teacher Mo Lan played a wave of standard tsundere operations.

She glanced down her eyes, but the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, and she reached out to take the doll.

"I really can't help you, so I'll reluctantly accept it..."

Xia Chen breathed a sigh of relief, since he accepted the apology gift, half of the purpose of coming over this time was achieved.

The remaining half will naturally be handed over to the Zoroac himself.

While Teacher Mo Lan couldn't put it down and played with dolls, Xia Chen quietly took out the Poke Ball containing Zoroark.

The white light flashed, and a gray-white humanoid demon fox with a slight body appeared in the small space.

"Ghost Thoroac!"

Teacher Mo Lan is bouncing around with a doll like a child who has come to an amusement park.

…………

"I'm sorry, Mr. Meran, I said that purely for the sake of Zoroark, and you know that there are many bad people in this world, and not everyone loves ghost elves as pure as you do."

The so-called thousands of wears, sycophants do not wear.

A set of three-board axes came down, and Teacher Mo Lan had completely left his grievances behind.

After all, the main reason for her anger was Xia Chen's deception, not that the ghost Zoroyak was inferior to the ghost Yin Bu or something.

"Next time, don't do such a thing as cheating the teacher again."

Teacher Mo Lan said this as if teaching elementary school students not to lie, which also means that she completely forgave Xia Chen.

Xia Chen also satisfied her desire to educate, and nodded obediently like a primary school student.

After the matter was over, Xia Chen also relaxed, looking around at Mo Lan's "office environment", rows of neatly arranged bookshelves as high as the ceiling.

He casually asked, "Do you usually read here when you don't have classes?" ”

Mo Lan didn't stop the groping pig hand that was messing around with the furry Soroark, and replied: "Yes, the mysteries of the ghost elves are endless, and my grandmother has never studied them all her life, which is also my hobby and my lifelong pursuit. ”

"The reason for the initial formation of most ghost elves is still an unsolved mystery, such as the little wood spirit, which is rumored to be born from the spirit of a child who got lost and died at the end, but no one has ever witnessed it with his own eyes. Another example is the Snow Demon Maiden......"

Talking about ghost elves, Teacher Mo Lan was like a different person, and immediately incarnated as the most knowledgeable doctor of ghost elves and talked eloquently.

Maybe it's because she is usually lonely and doesn't have anyone to talk to, but when she caught Xia Chen, she just chatted nonsense.

Seeing that Teacher Mo Lan was out of control like a flood bursting the embankment, Xia Chen hurriedly interrupted.

"By the way, teacher, I'm going to travel to the Padia region in a while, and I can't go to class, so I'll ask you for a leave."

Mo Lan waved her hand casually and said, "Oh, it's okay, you're invited, let's continue to talk about the lone sword scabbard... Wait, where did you just say going? ”

Mo Lan, who reacted, was stunned and repeated: "The Padia region? ”

Xia Chen nodded and said strangely: "Yes, the Padia region, what's wrong?" ”

After thinking for a moment, Mo Lan said to the Geng ghost beside him, "Ghost, you go and help me get the copy of "The Chronicles of Pades". ”

“gengar！”

The neckless Geng Ghost reluctantly nodded, then floated up slightly, flew to the higher shelf, and took down an ancient and heavy book.

…………

"Thanks, ghost."

Teacher Mo Lan took the book, turned to a page of this heavy ancient book with familiarity, and said, "I happened to be studying the local history of the Padian region recently, you see here. ”

Xia Chen looked curiously, but saw that there was a very eye-catching sentence on it.

"I've heard of the strange legends about [Treasure Chest Villain] in many places, and most of them appear in warehouses and antique shops, etc., and people who are approached by Treasure Chest Villain will involuntarily become obsessed with coins, not for themselves, but to hand them over to Treasure Chest Villain. As long as you encounter it, you will always be controlled by it, and it will be difficult to escape. Another version of the legend is that of a small man carrying a coin on his back, which is so fast that it will run away as soon as anyone approaches. The author believes that this [treasure chest villain] is also a type of Warcraft, but it is too hidden and often ignored as a cargo. ”

Xia Chen nodded secretly, what this passage describes should be the very rare and mysterious ghost spirit Suo Cailing in the Padia region.

Because it has no evolutionary type, no combat power, and is very difficult to subdue, almost no trainers will subdue it.

Speaking of which, this book is really old enough.

Warcraft... That's what elves were called hundreds of years ago, right?

Retracting his thoughts, Xia Chen continued to look at it, he knew that what could make Teacher Mo Lan pay attention was definitely not just this.

Turning the page slightly, the next side recorded: "However, in Gulin Town, a place rich in gold, the author heard another legend, it is rumored that someone saw a golden villain covered in gold coins near the gold mine!" But this person is a person who is addicted to gambling, and the people around him only think that he is hysterical when he loses money, and no one takes his description seriously. The author is not sure, but recorded it for future reference. ”

This concludes this section of the local history of Gulin Town.

Xia Chen looked up thoughtfully and looked at Teacher Mo Lan.

"This is a thousand years ago, when the Pardian Empire was at its strongest, and the books sent by Nevenmore III to collect and write in various parts of the Padia, regardless of their credibility, the compilers faithfully recorded the local history and legends for which they were responsible. Unfortunately, the treasure of calamity caused a catastrophe in various parts of the Padia region, and this local chronicle was destroyed by fire before it could spread. ”

"So, the legend of this golden villain, maybe only I know... Oh, and now there's one more of you. ”

Teacher Mo Lan smiled slightly, "How is it, what do you think of the secret of this golden villain?" ”

Xia Chen guessed: "Suo Cailing's evolutionary type? ”

Teacher Mo Lan affirmed, "If that gambler is not hysteria, I think the chances are not small, after all, there are very few elves in the elf world who have no evolved form, but are very weak." ”

Who said that, there are also speaker crickets...

Xia Chen complained silently in his heart.

Oh, no, because of its weakness, I forgot that it evolved from the Circle Mage.

After a period of evolution, there are only more than 300 race values, and there is no way to evolve again, and I can't find a second one in the illustrated book...

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"I... Aren't you going out for a trip? Would you like to help me find out if I could find out if this legend is true or false? If you really find out the evolution of Suo Cailing, I will definitely thank you! ”

Recalling Teacher Mo Lan's entrustment, Xia Chen, who was sitting on the plane to Table City, rubbed his brows in distress.

What is certain is that, apart from the local chronicle, there is no record of the "little golden man" appearing in the wild in the Pardean region.

Suo Cailing is already rare and difficult to grasp, and he still has to study the ethereal evolutionary path that does not know whether it exists?

It's not easy to do...

Forget it, anyway, it will take a long time for Sticky Treasure to evolve into a Sticky Dragon, and this gap is just a time to try to subdue a Suo Cailing to study.

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It can also be regarded as a small goal that I set for myself when traveling to the Padia region.

Putting away his thoughts and looking at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window, Xia Chen entered deep meditation mode.

The distance between the Donghuang region and the Padia region was extremely long, and a single voyage took up to eight hours.

Breathing, the mind is clear, and the consciousness is in a trance, as if only a few seconds have passed, and then it seems like a few days have passed.

Xia Chen, who was in deep meditation, was gently awakened by Shanaiduo's spiritual power.

I heard the sound of a loudspeaker in my ears.

"Hello dear passengers, the plane is about to arrive at Tangerine Airport in Table Tai City, there may be some bumps on the way to disembark, please do not ......"

Xia Chen's spirits perked up.

The Padia region, the city of Table Terrace, arrived.