Simulation: Starting from Under One Person

"Yes, it is an elf."

After poking the squirrel's soft body a few times, Lü Huan said, "This little creature is quite cute. Can I take it with me?"

"If it's willing to go with you, then of course there's no problem. But if it's not willing to go with you, I advise you not to force it to go, especially if you're not necessarily stronger than it."

As Lü Huan gently stroked the squirrel's smooth fur, she turned to look at Fang Rui upon hearing this and asked curiously, "Is this squirrel very strong?"

"Pretty strong, almost escaped my sneak attack."

Lü Huan looked surprised: "A sneak attack?! You actually sneaked attack on such a cute little squirrel?!"

"What else? Should we confront them head-on? Of course, we should take the easiest approach."

Fang Rui's lips curled into a smirk, a hint of disdain in his smile. His goal was to capture the Pokémon, and to maximize his chances of success, a sneak attack was the best option.

A direct confrontation?

Putting aside whether we can win or not, the worst thing would be if the other side escaped.

"Stop with the nonsense, let's get down to business." Fang Rui pointed at the squirrel: "Make me a copy of the 'Animal Qi Circulation Method' memory."

"Yes, yes." Lü Huan nodded, placing her hands beside the little squirrel.

Chapter 39 Attempting to Persuade

Retrieving and copying memories are both very delicate tasks; they can't be done simply by clapping your hands together.

Lu Huan focused intently on manipulating the illusory blue hand formed by energy, placing it on the squirrel's head. The squirrel's mouth twitched occasionally, indicating that the squirrel was aware of its memories being examined, but the faint sensation was not enough to wake it up.

Fang Rui, standing nearby, was carefully observing the Minghun Technique. To be honest, the Dual-Hand Technique was indeed very useful, but unfortunately, there was no way to learn it.

No, to be precise, there are ways to learn, but to get that lady to teach you the Dual Hands technique is a five-star difficulty level, equivalent to fishing a whale with a fishing rod.

However, you can try it out with a simulator. Whether you succeed or not, you can still cast a few shots. It's great if you learn something, but even if you don't, you won't lose anything—you'll have simulator coins to fall back on!

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As Fang Rui was thinking this, he saw the blue hand retract into Lü Huan's body. Then Lü Huan slowly exhaled, like a doctor who had just completed a difficult operation, and his whole body relaxed.

Above the tip of her left index finger floated a cluster of eerie blue light—that was the copied memory.

With a flick of his wrist, the light spot entered Fang Rui's brow.

A memory surfaced—the spirit's method of refining Qi.

“…Indeed, it is vastly different from the human method of cultivating Qi.” Fang Rui stroked his chin thoughtfully.

So a new question arises: are all the Qi cultivation methods of all "spirits" the same?

Is the answer obvious?

Don't be fooled by the fact that those "spirits" and shamans are connected now; in the past, they were all independent and at most just acquaintances.

It is rare for senior practitioners to pass on their Qi cultivation methods to junior practitioners; most Qi cultivation methods are discovered through personal enlightenment.

Besides, different species have different methods of cultivating Qi.

Feeling that his idea made sense, Fang Rui asked, "Does it have the locations of other 'elves' in its memories?"

"some."

The Minghun Technique does not have a keyword search function. Lü Huan found the Qi Refining Method from the squirrel's memories over the years, reading through them one by one.

To be fair, this squirrel is quite idle. Instead of practicing Qi cultivation every day, it wanders all over the mountains and fields, looking for all kinds of nuts and fruits, somewhat similar to those foodies who roam the streets.

On its journey in search of delicious food, the squirrel encountered many elves and kept many of their addresses in its memory.

The only problem is...

“I know where those elves live, but I don’t know how to get there…”

Lu Huan spread his hands helplessly and said, "You can't expect a little squirrel to remember place names in the way of 'street number xx'."

"This is indeed a problem."

Fang Rui glanced at Lü Huan. With Lü Huan's mastery of the Soul-Clearing Technique, he could easily turn the squirrel into a traitor, but... let's forget about it!

Some things, once done, will happen again; it's best not to start that.

"Then... let's use some basic but useful methods!"

………………

Crackling sounds...

A faint explosion reached its ears, and a squirrel's eyelids twitched slightly before it suddenly opened its eyes, its dark pupils reflecting the flickering firelight.

Two humans sat by the fire. As a somewhat knowledgeable "elf," it could distinguish between men and women and knew that one of the people by the fire was the one who had attacked it, while it did not recognize the other woman.

As for the humanoid object it was talking to, it has not been found yet.

The squirrel's eyes darted around, and before they could realize I was awake, it quickly ran away!

The idea was good, but the execution was terrible.

Forgetting that its own strength was sealed, the squirrel ran not very fast, but it made quite a commotion.

The squirrel immediately attracted the attention of two pairs of eyes and was suppressed by an iron hand. The squirrel, pressed down by the iron hand, subconsciously let out a sharp "squeak" sound, its fluffy tail swishing happily, its limbs digging wildly at the ground, tearing and blowing away the dead leaves.

He looks quite frightened.

After a while, the squirrel calmed down and lay on the ground without moving. It seemed to realize that its previous behavior was embarrassing, and the whole squirrel was acting strangely.

Well, this is probably what you call social death!

Lu Huan poked the squirrel's head a few times, but the squirrel didn't react at all, just staring blankly ahead, like a doll.

Then he looked up at Fang Rui and said, "Did you use too much force? It seems to have been knocked stupid."

"Why don't you just say it's because you're not skilled enough and accidentally damaged its brain?" Fang Rui said irritably.

Did you really think it was an ordinary squirrel? Sprites are very resilient.

Upon hearing this, Lü Huan puffed out his chest and raised his head, his face full of pride: "Who do you think I am! How could I possibly make such a low-level mistake!"

"Then who do you think I am? You don't make silly mistakes, but I do, right?" Fang Rui said with a "friendly" smile.

"I can't be bothered to talk to you." Lü Huan rolled her eyes slightly.

Fang Rui looked speechless: "What do you mean you're too lazy to talk to me? You're the one who started this topic."

The squirrel, suppressed by a single palm strike, overheard the conversation between the two people beside him and vaguely sensed that something was amiss, but he couldn't quite figure out exactly what was wrong.

However, it knew that it was still alive, probably because it was still useful. It didn't try to beat around the bush and asked directly, "State your purpose."

As for whether to cooperate with those two, we'll decide after we hear their purpose.

"Purpose..." Fang Rui thought for a moment and decided to tell the truth: "The Qi Refining Method of the Elves."

"Why?" the squirrel asked in surprise.

Humans cannot use the Qi cultivation methods of non-human races.

Thinking about this, the squirrel suddenly had a question: what would happen if humans forcibly practiced the Qi cultivation methods of non-human races?

A little curious!

As the squirrel was thinking this, two simple words drifted into its ears.

"it works."

This kind of answer can be described as quite perfunctory, and it's comparable to using "something came up" as an excuse to ask for leave.

"Your answer is too perfunctory. I don't dare to take you to meet my friends." The squirrel shook its head slightly.

"Nuts, fruits, I can hire you with all sorts of delicious food."

Fang Rui used bribery.

The squirrel swallowed hard, then turned to Fang Rui: "What do you take me for? Do you think I'm the kind of person who would betray my friends for food?"

"If friends don't work, there are always enemies!"

Despite their small number, the relationships between the sprites are not always friendly; there are always one or two with a rather poor relationship.

"No," the squirrel shook its head again.

Even if the relationship is not good, they are still companions, and it will not betray its companions for a bite to eat.

"Unlimited supply of all kinds of delicacies, and I promise I won't kill... well, your companion."

Fang Rui raised his right hand, making a vow gesture, his tone very serious.

Chapter 40 Snake Demon, I Need Your Help in My Cultivation

The squirrel still shook its head in refusal, its various thoughts converging into one sentence:

"I can't believe you."

Upon hearing this, Fang Rui nodded slightly in understanding. "If I were in your shoes, I would have the same attitude. How could I easily trust someone who had ambushed me before?"

He thought for a moment and said, "In that case, take me to see the strongest spirits in the mountains. Even if I harbor ill intentions, they won't be in any danger with their strength. What do you think?"

The little squirrel thought about it carefully for a while and felt there was no problem. As far as he knew, the immortals at the top had been cultivating for over a thousand years and their strength was quite terrifying.

Based on its limited knowledge, it felt that the two people in front of it were definitely not as powerful as those seniors, and that it should be no problem to take them to meet the seniors.

Moreover... I don't actually have many options.

The little squirrel thought this to itself and nodded slightly in agreement.

Seeing this, Fang Rui had an idea. Kabuto picked up the squirrel with both hands and stood beside Fang Rui.

“Give me directions, and we’ll set off now,” he said to the squirrel.

“No problem.” The squirrel said, its thick, bushy tail swishing to the left. “Go that way.”

"it is good."

The two people, a squirrel, and a mechanical doll set off, walking up the hillside, their steps sinking deep into the piled-up fallen leaves.

After walking for a while, Fang Rui felt that something was hidden under the withered leaves, so he stopped walking on the ground and instead flew up again, stepping on the ruler.

Lu Huan didn't speak, but just quietly watched Fang Rui from the side. The meaning in her eyes was very clear: Don't fly alone, take me with you.