Pokemon's Fifth Elite

Chapter 195

Luther, who replenished his goods again in Songxue City, left Songxue city almost the same day.

There's another episode before I leave.

Luther found the location of the broken stone hall and planned to ask Matsumoto for a badge.

Logically speaking, I won him in the official battle that day. The badge of the broken stone hall should be issued to myself. However, I forgot this because of helona at that time.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt pity. Luther still couldn't resist the temptation of the badge and found the door.

Matsumoto was unhappy with Luther. Half of the reasons for the closing of the broken stone museum now came from Luther.

He didn't think he was weak. He instinctively felt that Luther was not a new trainer as herona said, but due to the situation at that time, he chose to face up and didn't continue to fight.

"Badge, you asked helona to go. She just came and moved the badge box. Why are you looking for me?"

Matsumoto didn't intend to pay attention to Luther. Sweating like rain, Matsumoto took care of himself and hit the stake in front of him.

Luther had to reluctantly accept the fact that the slow man took a shot. Although he wanted helona to secretly send her own badge, he couldn't save face.

Face is really harmful!

The road from Songxue city to the uninhabited mining area is not easy to walk. According to the map, Luther and Mayi bypassed the mountains with high slope and basically walked in the forest land full of snow.

In this season, most of the active elves have excellent frost and cold resistance and less food demand.

The hardy elves have moved as close to human life as possible, or hid in their own burrows.

According to Luther's observation in the past two days, the most active ones in the snow are snake bears and wobbly spots.

Even if the ground has accumulated a thick layer of snow and is almost beyond the body of snake bear, they can still easily find buried and edible tree fruits in the snow.

Luther saw more than once that several snake bears formed a team to dig snow on the snow and look for trees and fruits.

Shaky spot is shaky and moves around the snake bear with dizzy steps. If other elves who want to interfere with the snake bear's tree fruit digging approach, shaky spot will take the initiative to come forward.

Either twist left and right in front of the elf and move around like drunk, or the elf who takes the initiative to fight and run.

This is a symbiotic relationship. When the serpentine bear focuses on looking for food, the wobble spot helps protect the periphery. When the serpentine bear's search is over, it often gives one or two tree fruits to the wobble spot to take away.

Elves with low strength often help each other through this way to get through the difficult weather.

On the evening of the third day after leaving Songxue City, Luther stood on the hill, holding his mobile phone, looking at the map and comparing the devastated land and dilapidated huts with the uninhabited mining area.

When he came near the mining area, Luther really felt the desolation here.

The wooden houses, which have been eroded by the wind and rain, have fallen on both sides of the road. Only the rusted shovel head is left, and the wooden shovel handle has long disappeared. The rocking chair in the middle of the road was extraordinarily seeping, and Luther was almost frightened at the first glance.

Once it was not called an unmanned mining area. When Ju Ye was young, it was the largest gathering place near Baifeng town.

The people who swarmed here because of the gold and silver veins waved hoes and shovels, trying hard to dig out those charming symbols of wealth from the land.

The elves they brought with them, like them, helped gravel, carry and dig. When it was the most prosperous, it was a gathering place of 10000 people.

When kikuye travels here, it is still a hot scene, but the joy of harvesting wealth is a disaster for the elves living here.

Drilling mountains and digging holes, the noise from morning to night makes the nearby elves restless.

The local rock system and ground system elves rushed out of the pit where they lived and attacked the visiting miners.

Their irritability won them a period of stability. However, the returning miners brought powerful trainers. With the help of those trainers, the local elves finally had no choice but to flee.

Kikuno accepted those ground elves who didn't know where to go, and finally gradually moved towards the road of ground heavenly king.

At that time, kikuye once angrily tried to prevent those people from expelling the elves in the mining area, but in the end, he failed because of strength.

Luther asked kikuye what she would do if she saw what had happened that year.

"Try to mediate between the two parties, specific situation, specific analysis."

Kikuo's answer seems to have no momentum in previous years, but it is the most reasonable answer that Luther thinks.

This is an unsolvable contradiction. The expansion of human activity area is bound to contact and collide with wild elves.

It is normal for elves whose territory has been violated to choose to fight back.

Is it wrong to reclaim wasteland for people who can live a better life?

"Hot blood is the privilege of young people. At my age, I'm not old enough to yell, rush in and beat people away, be self satisfied and claim to be the Savior."

Kikuo can see more clearly than anyone. Now he can solve the problem by driving people away?

Can you keep the elves here all the time?

How can other miners attack again?

Time seemed to solve all the problems, and the madness of getting rich in mining finally subsided.

Dried up ore veins and riddled land are the reasons why people leave.

For a long time, there were no elves in this land. The trainers who traveled here looked at the bustling mining area in the past, as if they had entered a cold ghost house.

Today's uninhabited mining area seems to be very quiet without other tourists.

Luther lit a bonfire and stood in the dark wooden house, illuminated by the fire, as if he had recovered a trace of vitality.

A mountain mouse emerged from the soil. Seeing Luther and hemp clothes, it quickly drilled back into the ground and ran away.

After a while, the mountain mouse ran over again along the aroma of the food and hesitated to look at the circle of elves around Luther with curiosity in his eyes.

Time can heal the resentment of those elves towards mankind.

When Luther threw a piece of roast meat at the mountain mouse, the mountain mouse ate happily.

After eating, the unsuspecting guy hopped to the campfire and communicated enthusiastically with lucky eggs.

If Luther wanted, this was the best time to lose the elf ball, but Luther didn't.

Although the pangolin sent it to the door by itself, it's better to be upright.