In the northern suburbs of Manjin City, by a small waterfall, Mo Yan and the elfins were training in full swing. They had been here for almost a week.
The waterfall wasn't big, but the momentum of the water falling down wasn't weak at all. A strange fish made of red, yellow, and blue colors was struggling to climb up, creating waves, but it was quickly beaten back by the falling water.
"Sha …"
After feeling that it had used up all its strength, the Sharp Fang Fish could only be beaten back by the waterfall unwillingly. However, the Sharp Fang Fish's growth was very fast. From two meters at the beginning to nearly ten meters now, the improvement was not small.
On the other side, Ghost Stone was once again restricted to a range of two meters. The one attacking was no longer Soroilhac and the others, but Mo Yan.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! "
Gray stones of different sizes were thrown by Mo Yan at a strange speed. The stones wrapped in weak dark energy hurt Ghost Stone a lot when they hit him.
For this reason, Ghost Stone had to pay 120% attention and concentrate on avoiding these stones. If he wasn't careful and couldn't keep up with the rhythm, he could only use skills to "kill" the stones.
Because Ghost Stone's nature made it difficult for him to repeat a certain boring training, even if he forced himself to do it, he would only get half the result with twice the effort. Therefore, his actual combat training was far better than other elfins.
After a round of stone baptism, Ghost Stone took a breather and welcomed the combined challenge of Kira and String Ball.
With Kira as the main attacker and String Ball as support, the two elfins were still a distance away from Ghost Stone individually. However, as the number of actual combat training increased, they became more and more familiar with each other.
A while ago, the two elfins joined forces and almost defeated Ghost Stone. Ghost Stone, who learned from this painful experience, fought with a group of wild elfins in the Forest and fiercely practiced the power of the three new skills of 100,000 volts, Strong Will, and Energy Ball. Only then did he manage to stabilize his position.
Mo Yan was quite satisfied with this. Ghost Stone had also discovered its own problem and had actively sought a solution to it. This was good training.
There was no need to talk about String Ball and Youjira. String Ball grew very quickly in the early stages, and its strength gradually caught up with Youjira, who focused on accumulation. The two little ones cooperated and stimulated each other, and their growth was the most obvious.
On the other hand, Soroilhac's progress was not as obvious as the other elves. When an elf broke through to the elite level, the increase in strength was often due to the accumulation of perseverance. If there was no special stimulation or treasure, it would be very difficult to have such explosive growth in the early stages.
However, Mo Yan was not in a hurry. His physical age was only ten years old, and the entire elven team was very young. He had enough time to help each of the elves lay a good foundation and fully stimulate their potential.
At the same time, Mo Yan was also trying to learn some knowledge as a trainer, such as preparing food for the elves. Not only could this increase the intimacy between the elves, but it could also supplement the nutrition they needed according to the needs of the elves.
The sun rose high in the sky. Mo Yan called all the elves back from their training, and served the elven food he had made one by one. Seeing them eat in big mouthfuls, Mo Yan's heart was filled with satisfaction.
The method of making elven food also came from Rocket's information. Mo Yan did not have much talent in this area, but he was not a kitchen killer either. He could barely make the food taste good as long as it was nutritious.
"Cough cough, this old man took the liberty to disturb you, please forgive me!"
Mo Yan quickly turned around, only to see an old man close to sixty standing three meters behind him. Beside him was a fat pink cat drooling, looking at Soroilhac and the others who were eating.
"Master Yongcun?"
"Eh, little friend, you know me, but I also seem to have seen you somewhere before … Oh right! During the riot last week, you were that, that … "
"Mo Yan."
"Yes, yes, yes. Your name is Mo Yan, hahaha!" Yongcun laughed loudly, walked up, and patted Mo Yan's shoulder with a look that said, "I think very highly of you."
"Gulp ~"
The fat cat gently tugged at Yongcun's clothes, then looked at Soroilhac, who was eating. Its saliva almost dripped to the ground, making Yongcun, who was already feeling guilty, scratch his head awkwardly.
"If you don't mind, you can try this."
"Gulp!"
Fat Keding happily took the food that Moyan handed over and sat down to eat with a blissful expression, completely ignoring Yong Village who was flustered and embarrassed.
"That … that, I came out for a walk this morning, and I walked here. It's embarrassing, I couldn't find my way back, haha …"
Mo Yan turned to look in the direction of Manjin City. This place was 30 kilometers away from Manjin City. Was his ability to get lost naturally maxed out?
"Gulp, gulp, gulp ~"
Seeing Yongcun's face turn from light red to pink, and then to red, Mo Yan tried hard to restrain his smile, and invited him to have lunch together.
"Phew, thank you for your hospitality, or I would have been hungry this afternoon!" Yongcun put down his chopsticks and sighed with satisfaction. The fat cat beside him also followed with a "gulp", with a look of approval.
"Master Yongcun, you're too polite." Mo Yan was not good at dealing with people, so he went straight to clean up after saying that.
Yongcun did not regard himself as an outsider. He spontaneously ran to Mo Yan's elfin and clicked his tongue in wonder.
Black elfin that he had never seen before, the rare ghost-type Ghost Stone and the Quasi God Larva Kira, the Fang Fish from the Fangyuan area, and the very ordinary looking ball of string.
Such a lineup was a little strange.
Mo Yan did not find any hostility from Yongcun. At the same time, he had just received the status of a direct trainer. Logically speaking, he and the master of the dojo were in the same camp, and there was no hostile relationship, so he allowed Yongcun to see something new.
"To express my gratitude, Mo Yan, why don't you come to my house as a guest? The Moo Moo milk on my farm is very delicious."
Mo Yan wiped the water stains on his hands and looked at the determined Yongcun. A trace of suspicion suddenly flashed through his mind.
Don't tell me he wants me to take him home?
Because high-quality Moo Moo milk had the miraculous effect of relieving elfins' mental stress, Mo Yan and Yongcun tacitly walked on the road back to Manjin City.
"Moo Moo Farm is in the northernmost part of Manjin City. I have hundreds and thousands of large milk cans on the farm. You should be able to find the location when you get closer."
"Find what?"
"Ah, find … that … the location of the large milk can that produces high-quality Moo Moo milk! Yes, yes! "
Mo Yan looked at a certain master who was trying hard to cover up his lie and kindly did not expose him. Then he took the initiative to take half a step forward and began to quietly lead the way.
For the rest of the journey, Mo Yan personally experienced what it was like to be completely lost.
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