"Since it's your first time here, I won't hold it against you. Now, take a good look at what my consignment shop is for."
It turned out that this auntie, who suddenly had a terrifying aura, was the owner of this Sprite consignment shop.
Coincidentally, at this moment, a middle-aged uncle walked into the consignment shop with a little girl. The little girl's face was full of excitement and anticipation as she kept looking at the Sprites around her.
"Daddy, it's Little York. It's so cute. Can I have it?"
"No, no, no. This Cold-Water Monkey is so gentle too. I like it too."
"That, that, is that cotton ball? It's so soft and cute. What should I do? I'm hesitating again. "
The little girl chattered as she grabbed her father's big hand and ran around. Whenever she saw a slightly cuter Sprite, she couldn't help but overturn her previous decision. In the end, she was also in a mess.
"Do you remember the promise we made when we came here?" The middle-aged uncle gently rubbed the little girl's forehead as he asked dotingly.
"Yes, yes. The goal is to get the Electric Worm, but every time I see other cute Pokémon, I can't help but want to take a second look." As the little girl spoke, she also became shy and quietly hid behind her father.
"Then let's go take a look at the Electric Worm first, then slowly come back, okay?"
"Yes, yes!" The little girl nodded hard, her small hand tightening the small satchel she was carrying.
"Aunt Chun, we're here to disturb you again." The middle-aged uncle nodded at the auntie who was walking over.
"Hello, Grandma Chun!"
"Hello, Lele. Is the worm powder ready? Are you confident this time?" The auntie called Chun said with a smile. If she wasn't angry, she would be really kind.
"It's done. I just don't know if the Electric Worm likes it." The little girl called Lele nodded nervously, her small hand tightening the grip on the satchel.
"Don't be nervous. Come with me. The Electric Worm seems to be in a good mood today. Maybe it will agree." Grandma Chun comforted her and then led the father and daughter to a big tree in the mimicry space.
Mo Yan and the others didn't say anything and silently followed. They were obviously very interested in how this shop operated.
Soon, everyone came to the side of the big tree. Under Grandma Chun's call, a palm-sized electric bug crawled out from behind the tree.
"Electric Worm, Electric Worm. This is my newly made dry worm powder. Try it and see if it's good." It seemed that this was not the first time Lele had seen the Electric Worm. Without hesitation, he ran up and took out a jar of yellow worm powder from his backpack.
"Creak creak?"
The Electric Beetle was not afraid of Le Le. It leaned forward and sniffed the quality of the insect powder. After a moment of hesitation, it shook its body at Le Le.
"Do you want to try? Sure, sure!" Lele understood the Electric Bug's body language. Then, he carefully took out some insect powder and scattered it evenly on the Electric Bug.
A weak electric current flashed, and the Electric Beetle lay comfortably on the ground. Its hair gradually became shiny and smooth.
"This dry insect powder is used to bathe the Electric Bugs. They hate to be washed with water. This is also a test set by the breeders of the Electric Bugs," Grandma Chun said from the side. She seemed to be explaining to Mo Yan and the others.
"Yay, yay, yay. The Electric Bug acknowledges me. Dad, I can tame the Electric Bug!" Le Le happily looked at the Electric Bug that had climbed onto his shoulder. He immediately reported the good news to his father.
"My Le Le is the best. From now on, the Electric Bug will be your companion. Take good care of it."
"En, en!"
"Aunt Chun, you can collect the Electric Bug's breeding fee. It's 2000 Elven Coins, right?"
"Yes, it's only 5000 Elven Coins." Aunt Chun emphasized the price. Then, she threw a glance at Furong.
To be honest, a Pokeball only cost 200 Elven Coins. 5000 Elven Coins for a Electric Bug was really cheap.
However, in the consignment house, this was called the breeding fee.
After the uncle left with his daughter Le Le, other customers immediately came.
Aunt Chun did not have time to entertain Mo Yan and the others. She could only arrange for the customers that she had already arranged.
Mo Yan and the others had seen a lot, so they more or less understood.
In terms of price, the elves in the consignment house were basically commoners. Of course, there were not many rare elves inside.
Secondly, these so-called tests were mostly about how to take good care of the elves. For newcomers, there was a certain level of difficulty, but it was not too profound.
From Mo Yan's point of view, the Exhausted Essence Consignment House was more like a place for commoners to choose their initial elves.
At the very least, most of the commoners would have the opportunity to come in contact with elves and try to breed them.
The Juren Alliance's rapid development in the past few years was perhaps not only because of technology, but also because of the importance and nurturing of the next generation.
"Everyone, what do you think of my Elven Consignment House?" Grandma Chun had finished dealing with the customers and was rather pleased with herself as she walked over.
It was a little cute.
"Thank you for your advice. May I ask if every city in Juren has a Elven Consignment House like this?" Ryoko's background also allowed her to see the real intentions of the Juren Alliance behind the consignment house.
"More than half of it is covered. However, this is naturally the main store," Grandma Chun said proudly.
"Then can we also accept the test?" Mo Yan suddenly asked, causing everyone to be stunned.
"You can, but you don't need it, right?" To be able to manage the main store of the Alliance's Elven Consignment House, in addition to her previous imposing manner, Grandma Chun was naturally not an ordinary person.
It was obvious that she already knew Mo Yan and the others' identities, which was why she was able to show them before and ask them this question now.
"I met an elf that I liked, so it's inevitable that I would be tempted," Mo Yan did not avoid the topic and said directly.
"You can, but to be honest, the elves in the consignment house have very average talents. Are you sure you need it?"
Grandma Chun's words were rather vague, but the five people in front of her could tell that the elves' talents were average.
Naturally, Mo Yan already knew this because all the elves that could be sensed by his dark power would all have elite-level talents. There were no exceptions.
However, ever since he had obtained the Potential Awakening Serum and his dark power could slowly increase the talents of evil elves, Mo Yan's consideration of talents had long become unnecessary.
He did not have much time in Juren, and this time, he was pushed to the surface. Who knew if he would have the opportunity to travel again?
Now that he had finally met an elf that he liked, if Mo Yan did not make a move now, when would he make a move?
"Talent is not important." Mo Yan shook his head. Then, under Grandma Chun's skeptical gaze, he walked in front of an elf.
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