"Brother Mo, look, this is my initial sprite, Shuttlecock Grass!" Zhu Zhen hugged the adorable Shuttlecock Grass excitedly.
"You caught it yourself?" Mo Yan ignored Makoto Kotake's greeting. Calling him uncle was more appropriate.
"No, Grandpa Yamada gave it to me!"
Mo Yan nodded. Grandpa Yamada's Shuttlecock Cotton was a grass-type sprite, so it had a longer lifespan. However, to have offspring at such an old age … was not easy.
"Have you subdued it?"
"Yes!" Zhu Zhen obediently took out the pokeball and held it tightly.
"Take back the Shuttlecock Grass, I'll help you check its abilities."
Mo Yan placed the pokeball containing the Shuttlecock Grass on the talent analysis machine, and a series of detailed data quickly appeared.
Sprite: Shuttlecock Grass
Gender: Male
Strength: Beginner Normal
Potential: Elite (Grass) + Elite (Flying)
Characteristics: Chlorophyll
Skills: Leap, Photosynthesis, Psychokinesis (Hereditary)
"Its talent is not bad, very suitable for you now." Mo Yan did not clearly explain the talent level of the Shuttlecock Grass. Saying too much would only make Makoto Kotake feel depressed.
However, the Shuttlecock Grass was indeed a sprite very suitable for civilian trainers. It had evolved three times, was easy to raise, was common and easy to catch, and had a gentle personality.
"Really?! That's great, Grandpa Yamada didn't lie to me, he said this Shuttlecock Grass is very strong. "
Yes, it was the descendant of a Shuttlecock Cotton that was dozens of years old, and it had inherited Psychokinesis skills. The real strong one was its father.
In total, Mo Yan stayed in Spirit Fruit Town for half a month. Makoto Kotake also began to learn Mo Yan's training methods, and started to train the Shuttlecock Grass.
"Although the Shuttlecock Grass has inherited Psychokinesis, the Shuttlecock Grass family has never been good at attacking." Mo Yan did not finish his sentence. Some things could only be understood after experiencing it for yourself.
"Yes …" Makoto Kotake obediently stopped the Shuttlecock Grass's Psychokinesis training and started to think seriously.
He could feel a little bit from Mo Yan's training. Mo Yan was very strong, very strong. The black sprite called Soroilhac was even more powerful than the crazy Nido King.
Therefore, when Mo Yan was willing to guide him, Makoto Kotake was both happy and nervous. As long as he could solve the problem raised by Mo Yan this time, he would have another chance to guide him. But if he couldn't solve it, he might have to fumble around on his own in the future.
Makoto Kotake was still young and didn't have such a strong utilitarian heart. However, his sensitive and sincere heart allowed him to make the right choice based on his intuition.
"Shuttlecock grass, we don't need to use our telekinesis to lift the stones. Let's practice our release speed!"
Makoto Kotake thought for a few minutes, then said seriously with some hesitation. As he spoke, he looked at Mo Yan, not hiding his thoughts at all.
"Yes." Mo Yan nodded. Makoto Kotake was quick-witted and willing to think. It wasn't hard for him to teach him, and there was a slight sense of accomplishment that he didn't realize.
A week later, Mo Yan's right hand was basically fine, as long as he didn't do any strenuous exercises. After removing the splint, Mo Yan packed his backpack and walked out of the town under the reluctant gazes of Takeno and Yamada.
Although at first it was because of Mo Yan's generous lodging fees, later on, Mo Yan really felt the two old people's concern for him.
"Brother Mo!"
Mo Yan stopped in his tracks. In the whole of Spirit Fruit Town, only Makoto Kotake would call him that. Without looking back, Mo Yan raised his right hand and waved gently.
Unfortunately, Makoto Kotake didn't give him a chance to show off, and stopped him with a pitiful expression. Behind him, a middle-aged couple dressed as fruit farmers also caught up with him, panting.
"I heard from my Makoto that he's very grateful for your teaching of martial arts. When he heard that you were leaving, he wanted to see you off." It was obvious that Makoto's father wasn't very good with words, but he still thanked Mo Yan very seriously.
"Brother Mo, you're leaving so soon?" Makoto Kotake's eyes were brimming with tears. During this period of time, he had lived a fulfilling and happy life. Early in the morning, he didn't see Mo Yan at the usual place, and his heart was flustered.
"I'm a martial arts master, I won't stay in one place for too long." Mo Yan nodded to Makoto Kotake's parents, and continued.
"Mo Yan, we don't have anything good at home. This is for you. Take it as a token of appreciation for taking care of Makoto Kotake." Makoto Kotake's mother walked forward and handed a crystal clear jar of honey to Mo Yan.
Seeing that it wasn't anything valuable, Mo Yan didn't refuse. He turned to Makoto Kotake and said, "Keep training. When you go out for a trip in the future, staying alive is the most important thing."
"Okay!" Makoto Kotake hugged the shuttlecock grass, and tried not to cry.
"Let's go!" Without wasting any more time, Mo Yan turned around and left.
Going further south, Mo Yan only spent two days to arrive at the most prosperous city in the Chengdu area, Manjin City.
Holding the GPS, Mo Yan first found Xilufu's arcade. Then, Mo Yan found a nearby hotel with a good environment and settled down.
Manjin City was very big. The sprite centers were all over the four major areas of Manjin City. Mo Yan chose the closest one.
After giving the four sprites a thorough examination and confirming that there weren't any hidden injuries, Mo Yan began to collect all kinds of rumors and news about Manjin City.
Half a month had passed, and the incident at the nature park didn't calm down. Instead, it seemed to be getting worse. This situation was obviously created by someone. Mo Yan didn't need to think to know who did it.
However, this also made him more certain that something big would happen in Manjin City in the near future. However, because of the incident at the nature park, Mo Yan wasn't sure if it would happen at the same time as he remembered.
"I need more information!"
Moyan continued to type on the computer, allowing the string ball to dangle the worm silk in front of him.
"Ku ~"
Soroilhac sat cross-legged on the carpet like a human. During this time, it had been "cultivating its body and mind" in order to learn the Trick skill. Therefore, Soroilhac would sneer from time to time, as if it was planning something bad.
"Keke ~"
Ghost Stone reached out with his ghost hand and silently cut off the worm silk of the ball of string. The ball of string was not paying attention and flew straight into the wall.
"Zhi!" String Ball angrily and quietly ran to boss Soro to complain about Ghost Stone.
Ghost Stone's cold eyes coupled with the sneer that just happened to appear. Ghost Stone's eyes fluttered awkwardly, not daring to look at it.
You Kira sat on the side and shook his head helplessly. A group of little sprites fooling around all day long. How embarrassing. As a future Quasi God, he definitely couldn't wallow in the mire.
"Ba Ji!"
You Kira used its short little hand to pull off the string ball that was thrown to its face, and angrily stared at Ghost Stone.
"You Kira!"
A stone the size of a marble appeared out of thin air and shot towards the sneering Ghost Stone. It was a super small version of Rockfall.
"Stop playing around. Let's go out for a while." Mo Yan stopped them from fooling around and put them all back into the pokeball.
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