Mo Yan became famous, and then he disappeared. After exchanging 8000 points for as many mystical feathers as possible, Mo Yan never appeared in the battle club again.
And just as he had planned, Mo Yan was like a shooting star that streaked across the sky. After catching a glimpse of him, all that was left was endless reverie.
Many people even went to East George to ask about Mo Yan, but they only found out that he wasn't even a trainer from Juren.
Fang Na stood in the crowd, feeling a little wronged. She hadn't even said a few words to the idol she had just become a fan of, and he had already disappeared.
How long would she have to wait to see him again?
Was it in the city?
If she had the chance, she would definitely go and take a look!
Mo Yan waved his sleeves, only taking a few feathers with him.
Although the Challenge Tournament could make a person famous, it still needed time to grow. Mo Yan had left too quickly, and only a few hundred people had seen what he looked like.
These few hundred people were nothing compared to the rest of the trainers.
In fact, the record of the battle club's Challenge Tournament was far more than just nine consecutive victories. The biggest reason why everyone was talking about it was because Mo Yan was too young.
His existence always made people feel like they had lived a dog's life. Envy, jealousy, worship, it was all very complicated.
At this time, Mo Yan was holding a total of four sets, a total of 24 mystical feathers, and carefully studying them.
It was something that could directly increase a sprite's talent. Although the effect was weak, it was still useful, right?
Just like how 59 was always different from 60, sometimes that weak amount was the last straw that caused a qualitative change.
As for who to give it to, Mo Yan was in a dilemma. If the 24 mystical feathers were divided equally, not to mention whether or not they could be evenly distributed, just the effect of two feathers might not be able to be seen.
But if these four sets of mystical feathers were given to the four sprites, who would be the most suitable one to give it to?
This thing was won by Soroilhac, so it deserved a share.
The problem was the remaining three sets. As Mo Yan's companions increased, Mo Yan was most worried that it would not be enough, but it would not be enough.
Although the elves were simple-minded, they all hoped that Mo Yan would pay more attention to them and nurture them. This was understandable.
"If it's really not possible, then let's split it equally," Mo Yan said softly to himself. Soroilhac, who was beside him, shook his head.
"Ku Suo!"
Soroilhac stacked the four sets of magical feathers together and put them into Mo Yan's backpack.
"Ku … ku su!"
"You mean, as a reward? That's right, who said that we have to use it now? We can use it as a reward for our outstanding partners! "
Mo Yan came to a sudden realization. Previously, he couldn't hide any of the items he had obtained. He wanted to make them contribute their value as soon as possible. However, he wasn't in a hurry to use them.
"I'll listen to you!" Mo Yan rubbed Soroilhac's furry head.
It felt so good!
He couldn't help but rub it a few more times.
Soroilhac shook his head and escaped from Mo Yan's evil clutches. The older he grew, the more embarrassed he was to act cute and coquettishly. It was better to be cold.
I'm the handsome Soroilhac, en!
In the evening, Mo Yan waited in the hotel room for George and the others to return. However, they called him and asked him to go downstairs.
"How can we shop in one day? Levin City's night market is very famous. There will definitely be countless delicacies and snacks!" Hibiscus excitedly recommended to Mo Yan.
Beside her, George and Mark were completely exhausted. They collapsed on the sofa and emptied their minds.
Ryoko was better, but she was not as energetic as Hibiscus. She was barely in the category of a normal girl.
It looked like it was impossible to wait for George to cook. They might as well follow Hibiscus's advice and go out to look for food.
Half an hour later, the group of five shuttled through the night market. Each of them had three or four different snacks in their hands. They were obviously very engrossed.
Mark had recovered his energy. He shuttled through the crowd with Pokeby in his arms. He did his best to satisfy all of Pokeby's requests.
"Poke- Poke-!"
Suddenly, Pokeby, who was happily eating ice cream in Mark's arms, emitted a dazzling white light.
Under the gaze of the crowd in the night market, Pokeby gradually flew out of Mark's arms and floated in front of him.
In the white light, Pokeby's body gradually became slender. His little feet also quickly grew out of his eggshell. A pair of delicate little wings broke out of his shell. He barely flapped them, but they gave him the ability to fly.
Pokekigu!
Unlike Pokeby's creamy yellow skin, Pokekigu was white all over. He retained red and blue spots on his body, and his round limbs made him look more like a doll.
He was not any less adorable. In fact, he was even more lively and playful!
"Haha, congratulations! Pokekigu! "Mark laughed and hugged Pokekigu, spinning circles happily.
Many people around even applauded. It was a happy thing for them to be able to see the evolution of an elf with their own eyes.
"Guji ~"
After evolution, Pokekigu was also much smarter. Feeling the joy of its trainer, he also laughed.
A critical hit of cuteness!
Many people around unconsciously clenched their hands and put them in front of their chests, as if they were looking at something beautiful and wanted to give their blessings.
"This must be Pokekigu who grew up eating cuteness. No, my HP bar is empty." Hibiscus stood beside Ryoko, lying softly on the other side and looking at Pokekigu with little stars in her eyes.
"Sister Hibiscus, be rational. Pokekigu has a trainer." Ryoko could not help reminding her. Moreover, Pokekigu was the elf of her companion Mark, so it was even more impossible to subdue him.
∑(?? Д?? lll)！！！
Hibiscus was petrified on the spot. With a face full of despair, she squatted on the ground and drew small circles.
"Why are there no such cute spirits … Why are there no such cute spirits … Why …"
Unfortunately, at this time, except for Ryoko, who was willing to give her a symbolic pat on the back to comfort her, everyone else was looking at Pokekigu wholeheartedly.
Mo Yan was also a little envious. It had hatched Pichu longer than Mark had owned Pokeby.
Now, Pokeby had enough intimacy with Mark to promote evolution.
However, he and Pichu …
Mo Yan looked at Pichu, who was squatting on the ground and looking at Pokekigu curiously. His heart moved, and he picked it up.
"Pichu?"
Pichu looked at Mo Yan, who picked it up inexplicably. I was going to play with Pokekigu. Why did you drag me back?
Whoosh!
Pichu nimbly jumped off Mo Yan's shoulder, and then ran to Pokekigu with "Pichu ~ Pichu ~".
Mo Yan was speechless.
As long as you are happy ~ (̄) ̄) ̄
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