"I want to ask you to tell me, how can I become a trainer?" After a few seconds of daze, the little boy said seriously and nervously.
Mo Yan didn't say anything after hearing this. He just raised his head and looked at the Spirit Fruit Village not far away. It was peaceful and peaceful, comfortable and rich.
"Why do you want to become a trainer?"
"Ah? That … Trainers are so powerful, they can command so many sprites to fight. I also want to become a trainer, to become a super strong person like Mr. Du, and then defeat the bad guys! "
The more the little boy spoke, the more excited he became. He even waved his fists in the air, as if he could become a king in the next second, and become a champion.
Mo Yan suddenly remembered that the reason he became a trainer in the first place was more or less the same, simple and naive.
"Spirit Fruit Town is so good, you don't have to worry about food and drink, life is peaceful, there's no need to go into the mountains, there's no danger" Mo Yan said seriously as he hugged the Round Silk Spider hanging on his chest.
"How is it good, Spirit Fruit Town is so boring, everyone's life is known, if I don't go out and see what I'll be like in ten years, I don't even need to think to know!!" The little boy pointed at his parents who were busy in the orchard, his tone much more determined than before.
"Do you have a starter sprite?"
"No" The little boy was a little depressed. A starter sprite was very important, he didn't want to randomly choose one from the Big Butterfly in the orchard.
"Do you have travel expenses?"
"… No" The little boy clenched his fists. This was something he couldn't solve as a child. Although his parents could let the family live a comfortable life, they didn't have extra money to support him on a trip.
"How much do you know about sprites?"
The little boy suddenly regretted. He didn't want to be looked down upon by Mo Yan, so he clenched his teeth and said: "I should know quite a bit."
"Good, then under what circumstances will psychokinesis skills be effective against evil sprites?"
"Ah?" The little boy was stunned. He had already memorized the attribute restraint table, but Mo Yan's first question went against his most basic understanding. He stuttered for a moment, not knowing what to say.
Mo Yan sighed. His question wasn't difficult to answer. Anyone who had a little understanding of sprites would know that there was a unique skill called Miracle Eye.
"Did you see that? This is an injury I sustained during my travels, and it's considered light. I've even seen human corpses being eaten by ferocious elves in the wild more than once. "Mo Yan lifted his bandaged right hand and shook it slightly.
The little boy's face instantly turned pale. The words' corpse 'and' share 'were far from what a child of less than ten years old could imagine.
"Among the people who were killed, most of them were new trainers who were young but did not have much strength or experience in surviving in the wild!"
The little boy was so scared that he could not speak. His calves were trembling slightly. He was scared. He never knew that becoming a trainer could be so dangerous.
Mo Yan looked at the little boy and did not provoke him further. He gently tossed the ball of string out, and the ball of string agilely spat out worm silk to grab onto the tree branch. It swayed and swayed as if it was having fun.
After the little boy ran far away, Mo Yan absent-mindedly arranged for Soroilhac to practice dodging the ball of string. He himself ran to the side with his head lowered, looking desolate.
The underground research lab incident and the little boy's actions made Mo Yan seriously think about the real Sprite Alliance.
In order to clean up the underground forces, they did not hesitate to use dirty water to smear Rocket's name. Not far from the Nature Park, there was a sudden huge collapse. This incident was exposed on the news.
Just as Mo Yan expected, although the research lab was not exposed at the most appropriate time, the media's series of reports put the blame on Rocket.
For a moment, Rocket was like a rat crossing the street. Everyone wanted to beat him up. Voices of opposition filled every corner of the city. It was a hubbub!
With the rise of the trainer profession, trainers who went out to travel at all times were like carps crossing the river.
The little boy just now, including himself in his previous life, had been influenced by the Sprite Alliance's propaganda. In a situation where young masters were emerging one after another, the number of trainers who died in the wild increased day by day.
In order to reduce this situation, the Sprite Illustration Handbook and beginner sprites appeared. The Sprite Alliance used a series of methods to promote the importance of beginner sprites and illustration handbooks, so that children who wanted to become trainers would shift their focus.
After a series of selections, a few talented trainers were able to obtain beginner sprites and illustration handbooks.
There were fewer people who traveled blindly. The Sprite Alliance also gave beginner sprites, illustration handbooks, and free treatment from the Sprite Center. This firmly attracted the attention of high-quality trainers, so that they would have a high chance of joining the Sprite Alliance in the future.
In order to achieve their goals, they would do anything, but they also attached great importance to the cultivation of talents. In the core of the Sprite Alliance, there must be more than one ambitious person or great talent.
Putting aside these worries, Mo Yan focused on guiding the training of the sprites. His recent goal had always been Manjin City. After a while, a very important thing would happen in Manjin City. If he could fish in troubled waters and gain some benefits, the strength of the sprites would definitely improve significantly in a short period of time.
Because his injuries had not recovered, Mo Yan still chose to stay in Spirit Fruit Town for a while. Takeno was also very good to him. He quite enjoyed such a peaceful life.
However, Mo Yan thought that the little boy would not come again, but the next day, he appeared in front of Mo Yan again.
"I want to become a trainer. I want to become stronger. I don't want to be a fruit farmer for the rest of my life!"
"Aren't you afraid of death?"
"I'm afraid, so I have to become stronger. I've seen people die. In the past, there was a crazy Nido King that attacked the town. Uncle Yankang, who I knew, died. In the end, it was Grandpa Yamada who drove it away. The adults didn't let us go, but I hid at the side and secretly saw it."
The little boy was a little out of breath. It was obvious that he had thought about what he had just said for a long time.
He did not know Yankang. Yamada was Grandma Takeno's husband. He only had Cotton, a shuttlecock that had a longer lifespan and was easy to raise. His remaining sprites, including the strongest Herakros, had all died of old age.
Mo Yan looked at the little boy who was staring at him with his big dark eyes and asked slowly, "What's your name?"
"Zhu Zhen!"
"My name is Mo Yan. You can come and watch me train, but whether you can become a trainer or not is something that you and your parents can decide. It's not up to me."
"I know, I will work hard!"
Mo Yan did not say anything. He turned around and continued training. String Ball looked at Zhu Zhen blankly because he realized that Mo Yan seemed to be much fairer than him.
How could he be so dark? String Ball Ball did not understand.
In the next few days, Mo Yan would selectively show some basic training methods in front of Zhu Zhen. He did not say anything and only wanted to see how much Zhu Zhen could understand.
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