Xu Qiansu frowned, his hand hanging by his side suddenly tightened, and then he opened his eyes suddenly, "Six-tails!" ”

The bright moon hung high, like a disc, and the silver moon came into his eyes through the gaps in the branches of the trees.

Like the moonlight of water spreading on the ground, there seems to be a faint fluorescence.

Xu Qiansu looked at his outstretched right hand...... The joints are distinct, but they are full of scars, but the wounds have stopped bleeding and even scabbed, and you can smell a ...... It seems to be a wound medicine, but it has a more pungent and bitter taste.

Xu Qiansu didn't have time to think about it, and the feeling of emptiness in his arms made him a little worried...... What about the Six Tails? Her Poké Ball is damaged, it should be in my arms, huh?

He held on to the ground and tried to stand up, but after sitting for a long time, his whole body was weak, and his legs were sore, which made him stumble.

"Huh!?"

Xu Qiansu was slightly stunned...... Huh? Which Pokémon's cry is this? That's not what the Six Tails are called, is that?

He propped up the trunk of the tree, stood up, and saw that the evening breeze was blowing, and the illusory fireflies in the air fluttered slightly, but there was no Pokémon figure.

Here it is...... Forest?

Where's the forest?

Xu Qiansu didn't think about it, he felt to his waist, wanting to confirm the safety of Chirulian, the pouch beast and the vine snake...... Nothing was touched, and their Poké Balls were gone......

Xu Qiansu's hand holding the tree was slightly forced, and he subconsciously mobilized the power of the waveguide in his body.

Click————

Sawdust cracked, and a handprint emerged on the trunk.

Xu Qiansu took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

After this period of special training, Chirulian and her strength have improved rapidly, and they will never encounter a critical life casually...... But what if it's captured by a Pokémon experiment like Haas Cobb...... And Miss Marly, I don't know if I'm hurt......

Xu Qiansu took another deep breath and forced himself to calm down for the second time.

If so, there's no reason for them to let themselves go...... It must have been lost by accident.

Miss Marley should be protected by the Morubé who reacted, and she must not be too seriously injured.

I hope that the quality of the Poké Ball is almost broken, so that the Pokémon can come out...... However, it seems that Pokémon could have chosen to come out of the Poké Ball on their own, but the Chirulian never did......

Xu Qiansu frowned, there was no point in thinking about these at this time, the top priority was to confirm the current time, place and situation, and then have the ability to find the Pokémon, otherwise turning around like a headless fly would only consume unnecessary energy and time.

He lowered his eyes and looked at himself, except for the Poké Ball, such as keys, watches, and some cash, which were also missing, but fortunately, the phone and backpack were still ...... The backpack contained the supplies he had prepared for his life in the wilderness.

He took out his phone, but there was no response no matter how he pressed it...... It must have been burned by the flames.

But...... But there were no burns on him......

Xu Qiansu pondered for a moment, put away the phone, and then turned his head to look.

Less than ten meters away, an unremarkable grove of trees.

Xu Qiansu retracted his gaze and looked at his right hand, which was full of wounds from breaking glass...... This was obviously medicated, but the technique was not very good, and there were still some residual traces on the skin next to the wound.

He tilted his head to look at the bushes again.

After a few moments, he retracted his gaze, took a jar of elven food from his backpack, opened it, left it in place, and left the place.

……

Five hours ago.

The twilight of the setting sun shines from the sky, slowly shining through the branches of the lush trees, revealing patches of dappled light and shadow on the grass.

The air in early spring is humid and slightly warm.

A small, well-proportioned gray fox about 0.6 meters tall stepped on the soft grass and sniffed the ground with the tip of its nose, trying to find some tree fruit to eat.

It's not quite accurate to say that it's a fox.

Its neck is wrapped in white hair like a scarf, its tail is pure white, fluffy and cute, and even its head is covered with a ball of pure white hair like cotton balls. A pair of golden eyes were bright and gorgeous, but with a little timid cringe.

Zoroa, but not Zoroah.

On the one hand, it is heterochromia.

On the one hand, it lived 1,000 years ago and is an ancient species of Zoroa, which can also be called the Zoroa-Seecui form.

On the one hand, Zoroa is a ghost of a Pokémon who were persecuted and died by humans and the rest of the Pokémon...... And this Zoroa, born from an egg, had a mother, and was not persecuted, so he did not know what resentment was......

The evidence is that, as a manifestation of resentment, the tips of the hair on Zoroa's neck and forehead should have been blue-blue and floating upwards, but this Zoroa's fur has only a slight pale blue color...... Thanks to this, this Zoroa is undoubtedly much weaker than the average Zoroa, and he has not even been able to master the racial skill 'Transfiguration'.

It is worth mentioning that the Zoroa race is not a social Pokémon, so this Zoroa has just passed the growth period before being asked by his mother to live independently in the wild.

This is a very unreasonable request, because this Zoroa is more petite and weaker than his kindred, and he has just passed his growth period...... He is a month younger than the Suppupon, and he is completely a child.

But Zoroa's mother naturally has her considerations when she does this...... Perhaps it's because the world 1,000 years ago, the concept of survival of the fittest and survival of the fittest was more rooted in the heart of wild Pokémon than in modern times.

Mother Zoroa couldn't shelter it for the rest of her life...... Sooner or later, it will have to face the pressure of survival alone.

Zoroa understood this, so although he was reluctant to give up his mother, he still left his home where he had lived for more than a month and set out on a journey alone.

Today is the fourth day it has left home.

…… Hungry.

Find something to eat first.

Zoroa sniffed here and there, and it really got a hint of an extremely enticing aroma...... Learning not to 'transfigulate', but to make it more talented in other aspects.

It followed the smell, climbed over boulders, waded through streams, burrowed into the trees, and finally, under a tree, met an unconscious human......

Mankind!?

Zoroa hurriedly stepped back into the grass, covering his body, trembling and terrified.

According to my mother, human beings are the most evil and tyrannical race in the world, with a hundred ways to eat foxes, steamed, baked, boiled, sliced, and skewered...... What else? I can't remember, it's scary anyway!

I also heard my mother say that as long as you meet a human being, whether it is an adult or a child, you must run away directly and don't look back!

Zoroa wanted to escape, but the first time he met a human in his life, it was made to tremble, and his whole body was weak, and he couldn't run at all, so he could only shrink into the bushes and shiver.

But...... The smell of good fragrance~

It subconsciously moved its little nose again, and after all, the child's curious nature and appetite slightly overcame its mother's admonition, and quietly poked its little head out of the bushes and looked at the human.

Red jacket, white undershirt and black trousers...... Well, the dress is very different from the humans in this world, but Zoroa has never seen any other humans.

But the human man sat by the tree with his eyes closed, his head hanging down, and the sunset on the horizon reflected a little dust from the forest, which was slanted around him...... Based on Zoroa's experience, he can only feel that this kind of scene is very relatable, and this human does not seem to be as terrible as his mother said.

The point is, it's really fragrant~

Zoroa observed for a moment, his pure white fluffy tail lying nervously on the ground, and then took a small step.

There was no movement.

Zoroa breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but he still stared at the human man with wariness...... Then the second step was taken.

Still no movement.

Zoroa continued to take a step forward, step after step, less than ten meters away, and let it walk for nearly half an hour.

As the distance drew closer, Sorok's small heart beat faster and faster, but nothing happened until it reached the human.

It breathed a sigh of relief, and the cute big tail that had been lying on the ground finally shook gently.

Zoroa looked up at the human's face...... Based on its experience, it can't tell the difference between human beings, and only thinks that they should all look the same.

So it just glanced at it and then withdrew its gaze, and then moved the tip of its nose slightly, following the scent, looking at ...... A human backpack.

Naturally, it doesn't think humans are delicious, and it doesn't think about eating people or anything, and it's very satisfying to have a fruit to eat it.

Suddenly, the tip of its nose moved slightly.

A faint smell of blood mixed with the aroma...... It wasn't until this distance that Zoroa could barely smell it.

It turned its head to see the human's right hand covered in scars, hanging limply on the ground, blood already soaked red in the surrounding grass.

Zoroa glanced at the human again, took a few steps back, and then turned sharply and slipped lightly into the grass, nowhere to go.

……

After another half an hour since Xu Qiansu left, a deliberately suppressed swallowing sound finally came from the bushes.

Zoroa jumped out of the bushes, his big golden eyes staring straight at the elven food on the ground...... What is it? It's so fragrant! Never seen before!

It glanced at the handprints on the tree with some fear, then looked left and right as it slowly approached the elven food, and only after making sure that there was no one around it did it bury its head in eating.

It had been hungry all day, and the tip of its nose was full of the tempting aroma of this food, and it could not stand it for a long time.

After eating about a third of the way, it looked up again, licking the crumbs of food from the corners of its mouth and the fur on its neck.

Don't eat it...... This kind of delicious food that she has never seen before, she wants to bring back to her mother to taste.

It hooks the lid of the can with its front paws and closes it, and although it is not a tight fit, it can roll it up with its fluffy tail ~ I'm so smart ~

It judged its bearings, and walked away with brisk steps.

Zoroa ran through the trees, across the stream, over the boulders, and in the direction of his memory, home, in the moonlight of water.

But Zoroa can smell the aroma of elven food, and so can other Pokémon.

For example, the dark crows that haunt the night and like to swarm to snatch other people's food......

"Gah!"

Zoroa shuddered, and when he looked up, he saw four dark crows standing on the branches, staring at him coldly.

"Hmm...... Yikes. ”

Zoroa paused on the spot, his big golden eyes showing a little fear, but he didn't dare to run away.

I heard my mother say that when you meet a Pokémon like Dark Crow, you must not run away...... Because they are weak, they will form groups to bully weaker Pokémon, and if they run away, they will only be chased and bullied for days.

So it bared its sharp teeth and let out a milky threatening sound from its throat, and even the fur like a scarf began to stir gently, with a faint blue halo, trying to transform into its mother to scare away the dark crows.

It's a pity that it failed...... It hasn't mastered 'transmogrification' yet.

Among the four dark crows, one of the dark crows, who was obviously the leader, sneered disdainfully, unable to understand what was going on with Zoroa, a Pokémon group, and always released some weak children to come out alone.

Originally, it didn't bother to bully this weak Zoroa, but who let it smell a fragrance from its body that it had never seen before...... It must have delicious food on it!

The dark crow's head stretched its wings, raised its head to the sky and roared, and then suddenly lowered its gaze and looked coldly at Zoroa.

"Hmm!"

Zoroa exploded his hair directly, but he couldn't hide his fear.

The Dark Raven's Head no longer threatened, but lowered its wings, and then pressed its claws slightly, like an arrow from a string, swooping towards Zoroa.

With the speed of this dark crow, Zoroa couldn't react at all, and it could only use its tail to protect the can more tightly, intending to hold it through.

Right now.

Shout!

A stone sliced through the air, causing a piercing sound of breaking through the air, and it was actually shot at the head of the dark crow first.

"Gah?" The Dark Raven Head was slightly stunned, not noticing where the stone came from.

Bang!

A few pitch-black feathers fell, and the Dark Raven's head was smashed to a dizziness, and when it came to its senses, it saw an erect creature coming up at it.

Well? Mankind!!!

I heard the crow leaders in the previous clan say, if you are bullied by any Pokémon, come back to me, I can take the clan to help you find the field, but if you provoke the humans...... Then swallow this breath and don't even mention it...... Humans are insidious and cunning, do everything, and are extremely vindictive, and no one wants to go back to forage for food, and their homes are burned.

I also heard that there was a Pokémon that provoked humans in the past, and although they won the battle, the human called a large group of people in the middle of the night and burned the forest directly...... My crow, the fire in the forest has spread for more than half a month, countless Pokémon have lost their homes and died in the fire, if it weren't for a heavy rain, it is estimated that there will be more casualties......

Humans have no forests, and there are fields and towns, but Pokémon have no forests, but there is nothing......

Human revenge is really infinite.

And I don't care about what is innocent or not, when I see a Pokémon, I will beat a Pokémon, and if I can't beat it, I will use despicable means to attack the soft underbelly of the Pokémon, burn the house, rob the cubs, and drive the wolf and gobble...... The Dark Raven Head doesn't want his unborn baby Raven to be stolen and stewed by humans.

Therefore, the moment he saw this human, the head of the dark crow made a decision.

Run!!

"Gah!" It beckoned to the other three dark ravens, flapped its wings, and flew away into the distance, fleeing in haste.

Xu Qiansu looked at the four dark crows who were far away, threw down the stones in his hand, and frowned slightly.

Dark Raven ...... Are you so afraid of people?

But the reason, he can roughly guess it.

He looked down at Zoroa, his two front paws hugging his little head, his tail tightly wrapped around elven food and curling it under his ass, silent.

Over here...... It's washing.

The Sinnoh region from a thousand years ago.

An era when humans and Pokémon are hostile to each other, but they are also beginning to understand each other.

—————— Pokémon Research Notes————————

"Zoroac, the embodiment of rumored resentment, is feared by countless humans and Pokémon."

"Although the Zoroyak in the Xicui region is very unconventional, its degenerate Zoroa is quite cute."

"But maybe I have a Shining Talisman? I always meet some different color Pokémon. ”

"Huh? It doesn't seem right, I've only met a different Pokémon in Chirulian, a pouchmon and a six-tailed ...... There are other reasons. ”

…………………………

It's time to enter the main line of this volume.

Drawing on the experience of the first two volumes, I must write the Canghua chapter more reasonable than Yinfeng and tear-jerking than Cuixue!

(End of chapter)