Although the Aluf Ruins were in the western suburbs of Kikou City, there was still a long way to go. Mo Yan didn't want to talk, but that didn't mean West was the same.
"Mo Yan, have you seen the Unknown Totem in the Aluf Ruins?"
Mo Yan thought that he had never been to the Aluf Ruins in his life, so how could he have seen the Unknown Totem? But then he glanced at West, who had a strong thirst for knowledge.
"No."
"That's a pity. I heard that the Unknown Totem is even more mysterious than the Mythical Beast. By the way, Mo Yan, have you seen a Mythical Beast?"
"No."
"Then what's the most powerful elf you've seen? Have you seen the Dragonite? Or the Desert Tyrant Banjira? "
"..." Mo Yan pursed his lips. He couldn't believe that the rich West was a chatterbox.
"I've seen the Dragonite once. In the last Alliance Tournament, the trainer who defeated me had a Dragonite!"
"..."
"Mo Yan, why aren't you saying anything?"
"Call me again."
"Mo Yan?"
"Got it?"
"... Oh."
Three minutes later, West couldn't help but ask Mo Yan again, "Mo Yan, do you think the Dragonite or Banjira is stronger?"
Mo Yan turned around and stared at West. You're still thinking about this after all this time?
"I think Banjira is stronger..." West didn't seem to care if Mo Yan answered his question or not. He kept talking happily.
Looking away, Mo Yan suddenly thought of something. Could it be that he didn't have enough fun talking with West at the coffee shop?
What happened next was very strange. Silent continued to walk forward without looking sideways. West, who was beside him, was constantly moving his mouth, talking without stopping for a moment.
Mo Yan didn't stop West from talking to himself, but he walked a little faster. Unfortunately, it was almost noon and they still had a long way to go.
"Although Banjira's attributes are countered, but... Hey, why did you stop?" West suddenly realized that Mo Yan had disappeared. He turned around and saw him walking towards a big tree.
"It's noon. Don't you have lunch?"
"Oh yeah, I was so excited that I forgot to eat lunch!" West grinned. His hands didn't stop moving as he put down his backpack.
"I brought a lot of things that are convenient for camping. This, this, and this …" West took out large items from his small backpack.
A dining table, a plate, a stove, an iron pot, a big iron spoon … Why was there a vase of fresh flowers!
Also, that square thing should be the oven, and that rectangular thing should be the fridge. So, are you moving house?!
Mo Yan thought about the sandwiches in his backpack and saw that West had already taken out the steak that he had developed and was about to fry. He decisively put down his backpack and pretended to be a bystander.
"Wait a moment, it's almost done!" West was wearing an apron and staring at the steak in the frying pan. He glanced at Moyan from the corner of his eyes and reminded her.
Half an hour later, Mo Yan and West sat far apart. Looking at the table full of dishes, he was a little stunned.
"You used to eat like this when you were traveling?" Mo Yan looked around at the food that West had made in thirty minutes and didn't know what to say.
"Yes, let your elves out. Let's have lunch together," West invited as he poured wine.
After thinking about it, Moyan released Soroya and Onestone. Kira was too rare, so it wasn't convenient to take it out. Plus, it liked to eat stones the most, especially those with high energy content.
"Ku'So!"
Zoloya jumped onto Mo Yan's shoulder and rubbed against it affectionately. Then it noticed the delicious food on the table and couldn't help but salivate.
"This is Zoloya, which can only be found in the Mystical Region! I just happened to have prepared food for evil elves. Come and try it! "
West's eyes lit up. He kindly took out a can of delicately packaged elven food. At first glance, it was obvious that it was high-quality.
"Ku'So?"
Zoloya swallowed its saliva and looked at Mo Yan, its eyes full of expectation.
"Go ahead."
"Woo woo!"
Soraya flashed in front of the can and nodded to West. Then, she ran back to Moyan's side with the can in her arms. She sat up and opened the can with her claws. Then, she started eating happily.
"Kekeke ~"
Ghost Stone stuck its head out and took a sniff. Then it pouted. It didn't like food that was rich in evil elemental energy.
"I also prepared food for Ghost Stone. Try this!" West passed another can of food that he had prepared earlier to Ghost Stone.
"Keke ~"
Ghost Stone wasn't as obedient as Zoloya. It transformed into a ghost claw and grabbed the can.
When the can was opened, there was a ball of purple mist inside. Ghost Stone excitedly called out twice, then stuck out its tongue and put the mist into its mouth.
"Keke ~"
Ghost Stone landed on the grass and hummed comfortably. It was obvious that the purple mist had given it great satisfaction.
"Mo Yan, look at my friends!" West said and threw out three pokeballs.
The red light disappeared, and the Herculean Crocodile, Heruga, and Armored Bird appeared on the grass. Each of them had been raised to be very strong.
Mo Yan recalled their battle records. The Armored Bird should be a beginner Elite like Heruga. He couldn't tell how strong the Herculean Crocodile was, but it could only be stronger.
After lunch, Moyan was no longer surprised when he saw West bring out a dishwasher. He leaned against a tree and gently wiped the elfin egg. He could feel that it wouldn't take long for the ball to hatch.
After a short lunch break, the two continued on their journey. Mo Yan didn't recall Ghost Stone and Zoloya. As they left the city, the number of elves around them increased, so they had to be careful.
West also brought Heruga with him, but he was still chatty. However, he was now talking to Ghost Stone and Zoloya.
After a while, Zoloya ran off to explore the nearby area. It refused West's nagging. Just like Mo Yan, it liked peace and quiet.
As for Heruga, it had already run off in another direction. It knew its own training room very well.
Ghostly Stone seemed to have found a companion, as he let out all sorts of strange laughter along the way. Fortunately, West was able to endure it. If an ordinary person heard it twice, it would be like a demonic sound pouring into their ears. Their mind would be filled with "kekeke" laughter.
After Mo Yan resisted the urge to put Ghost Stone back into the pokeball for the umpteenth time, the two finally saw the broken rock wall of the Aluf ruins.
"Let's camp a little further away for a night. We'll go in tomorrow morning."
"Ah, okay." Wester stopped his unobstructed communication with Phantom Stone and listened to the command in a daze.
Then, as if some mechanism had been activated, a house was "thrown" out of the small backpack.
Moe tightened the backpack that he hadn't opened for a day and walked into the room.
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