This elf world is a bit strange

With such a ratio, the energy and taste of the fruit are perfectly matched.

High-quality intermediate dragon energy blocks were also born.

But both Philio, who invested a lot of energy, and Kaicheng, who assisted from time to time, were far from satisfied.

It also lacks the most important finishing touch, a truly genius, flash of inspiration.

However, this cannot be rushed.

At least, the current experimental subjects are enough to satisfy Xinlinbao's appetite.

Midsummer has reached its peak and is beginning to decline, but in the secluded wilderness and deep forests, the prelude to growth has just begun.

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Sala, Milia's family laboratory.

Milia, who had been working day and night during the summer vacation, hasn't had a proper rest for a long time.

Her slightly messy hair and dark skin revealed her tiredness.

But at this moment, the eyes looking at an exploding test tube were shining.

"...Sure enough, I found it!"

The failed fusion experiment pointed to a correct inference.

"The people of Team Flare didn't solve the difficulty in front of Firion at all, but bypassed it!"

Milia clenched her fists tightly, and there was a hint of excitement in her soliloquy.

"From groundbreaking innovation to a double-edged sword that everyone is afraid of, there is indeed only a thin wall between them... Such a simple and crude style does not seem like a normal Flare Team."

"But now that I've discovered it, things aren't that simple anymore!"

In the small laboratory, the research that had troubled the Carlos Alliance for a long time and had never made any progress also made the first breakthrough.

Chapter 142: Eternal Earth (6000)

"Time flies by so fast. I wanted to keep you here for a few more days, but now it seems that's not possible. You are such a freak. How can you learn things so quickly?"

Early in the morning, outside the door of the breeding house, Kaicheng looked at Firion, who had packed up and was ready to leave, with a wry smile.

"Hey!"

The giant rhinoceros beetle slapped Kaicheng, causing him to stagger. He then waved his hand majestically and said goodbye to Pogaman, with whom he had been in a bad mood for the past few days.

"There will be plenty of opportunities to meet in the future. There's no rush. I'm not leaving and won't come back to visit you. I'm very happy to be with you these days. My friend in Kanto must like and envy your garden. The only pity is that our formula has not been designed yet. When I find the final solution, I will send it to you as soon as possible."

After saying goodbye to the Pokémon that came to see him off one by one, especially the friendly Heracross, Firion kissed him on the cheek affectionately, and then said with a smile.

"Indeed, you still have to continue traveling. You can't just stay here with me all the time. Heartscale grows very fast, but you have to pay attention to its age. You can't be too impatient. You have to give it at least a few months to settle down before it's suitable for evolution."

Rubbing his waist that was sore from being beaten, Kaicheng sighed and gave a final warning.

During these days, the growth and development speed of Heart Scale Baby completely refreshed his cognition and greatly stimulated his curiosity and fighting spirit.

The shiny scales, the well-proportioned and powerful limbs, and the bright eyes are all soaked in the joint efforts of him and Firion.

"Jera~!"

The little dinosaur stretched its neck and responded loudly, scaring the lily doll next to it.

"Qili!"

The angry little guy jumped up and sat directly on Xinlinbao, using his hands and feet to attack crazily.

Although it didn't hurt or itch, Xinlinbao still cooperated by making a painful expression and begging for mercy.

As the two little guys played and frolicked together, the feeling of separation was almost completely washed away.

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"Qili..."

"Anyway, take care of yourself. This is the map Fitz left behind that day. It's not very complete, but it covers most of the area. Remember to come back and take a look when you have time. I will also bring everyone to watch your competition at the Miare Conference next year."

Picking up the Lily Root baby who had just realized that Heart Scale and Firio were leaving and was crying in anger, Kaicheng quickly gave him a look and said in a deep voice.

"Well, take care of yourself. I can help you find some business later so that you don't have to wander around in the woods all the time. Let's go! Heartscale, say goodbye to everyone."

Firion nodded knowingly, turned around jokingly, and strode away towards the dense forest not far away.

With his mouth wide open and a simple smile on his face, Xinlinbao's eyes were filled with tenderness and love. He swept across the friends who had taken care of him one by one, and stopped at the Lily Root doll with tears in its eyes.

"Qili!"

"Jera! Jera!"

They looked at each other for the last time, said goodbye to each other, and then Heart Scale turned around, took big strides, and chased after Firion who was going away.

"We can meet again. You have to grow up well. Give them a surprise next time you meet."

Seeing that the Lily Root Doll was about to burst into tears again, Kaicheng held it in front of him and comforted it softly.

"Qili..."

She sniffed and tried hard to stop sobbing, but when she saw the empty distance, the lily-rooted doll pursed her cute little mouth again and almost cried.

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"Jera!"

"bang"

With a roar that was still somewhat immature and childish, a piece of severely weathered rock shattered.

【Head hammer】

Xinlinbao, who was still feeling a little uncomfortable, was venting his emotions in this way.

Big Mouth wanted to run up to comfort him, but was stopped by Pogamon who stretched out his little wings.

Facing the confused look of Big Mouth, Pogaman shook his head and remained silent.

Having taken care of the little ones in the breeding house of Sala College, it can understand Xinlinbao's feelings at the moment.

Compared with ordinary playmates, the feelings formed through going through hardships together are very different.

Firio naturally knew what Pogaman could see, and he also had no intention of intervening.

The young Heartscale needs to experience various emotions and go through various events little by little on his own.

Amidst the occasional dull sounds, Firio and his party returned to the river where they first met Kaicheng's family, and continued on their journey along the original route.

Time always passes quickly when traveling, and this walk lasted most of the day.

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Perhaps it can be called a hill, or it may just be the normal ups and downs of the terrain movement. In any case, it is a slope top about tens of meters high.

Stepping on the soft grass, Firio turned his head and looked around. The lush green forest seemed a little far away, and the road he came from was no longer clear. It became blurred, as if it was swallowed up by the deep and dense forest.

Picking up the map given by Fitz, Filio aimed at the target, a hill in front, and looked at it carefully.

Not far to the southeast is the confluence of three rivers. The water flow is no longer as gentle as it is in the forest, but becomes turbulent as the flow increases.

If there are no Water or Flying Pokémon capable of carrying people across the river, they can only take a detour of about ten kilometers and walk on the small wooden bridge built by the rangers.

About a few kilometers to the northeast is another forest that is relatively sparse.

Unlike the vibrant other places, it looks a bit gloomy there, the trees are rather dilapidated, and the vitality does not seem to be strong.

Even just looking at it would make people feel a little creepy.

According to the markings on the reserve, there live a group of quite rare ghost-type Pokémon, Wooddemon and Pumpkin.

The rangers in the reserve have no idea when exactly these Pokémon arrived and settled here, they only know that they arrived long before the reserve was established.

However, although they look eerie and scary from the outside, these Pokémon are actually not hostile at all. Instead, some of their offspring have become good helpers and partners for the rangers.

If the route was not incompatible, Firio would really be interested in going there to explore. Unfortunately, he currently has a more important goal that is completely off the way, which is a naturally grown wild fruit forest after crossing the river in the southeast.

There lives a group of hardworking honey bees. The honey they collect and refine is of the best quality and is most suitable for providing nutrition to their companions.

Looking at the map, Firion stretched out his thumb towards the distance, roughly estimated the distance, and then lowered his head.

Xinlinbao, who was shaking his head due to exhaustion from over-exercise, was now leaning on his calf, looking weakly in the direction he was looking in, but couldn't make out anything.

Shaking his head, Firion picked up the stubborn little fellow, took out a handkerchief, wiped the dirt off its body, and said softly:

"Are you tired today? I'll carry you and walk with you. You can have a good rest and take a nap. You don't have to go back to the Poké Ball."

"Jera!"

Xinlinbao swung his short legs and gestured towards the distance.

"Madge! Madge!"

The little dream demon was already getting impatient. Ever since it knew that there were many powerful Pokémon in the orchard, it had been looking forward to fighting them one by one.

Today, it is no longer satisfied with fighting with ordinary opponents. Only experts of the same level can make it interested in a good fight.

Seeing that Firion had been standing there for a long time, not knowing what he was thinking about, he hurriedly landed on the top of his trainer's head, pointed forward forcefully, and urged him on.

"Well, I know you're anxious, little dream demon. Let's go. We really need to hurry up, otherwise we may not be able to cross the river before dark."

He touched the little dream demon's head, causing it to act coquettishly. Then, Firio spoke loudly, calling his companions who were playing or resting behind him, and asked them to continue moving forward.

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"Thank you so much, Swamp King! Your willingness to help saves me a lot of time."

"Noooo!"

By the river, the little fat man with a light blue body was eating bread and energy cubes while leisurely saying goodbye to Firio.

Not long ago, Firio, who originally thought that he would have to go around for nearly ten kilometers to cross the river, just arrived at the river and saw the Swamp King leisurely napping on the wet river bank.

Two bluebirds chirped and ran around on its back, making it unable to sleep well, but it didn't seem to care at all and even seemed to enjoy it.

Thinking that the other party was most likely a good-tempered Pokémon, Firion took the initiative to step forward. Although he scared away the somewhat shy and timid Bluebird, he got the other party's help as he wished.

Although it is generally believed that Swampert is a very lazy Pokémon, this does not mean that their power and strength are weak.

On the contrary, when growing in an environment with clear water and sufficient food, the swamp king will grow quite quickly and can be called the little overlord of freshwater.

Even though its body size is slightly smaller than many of its stronger counterparts, it is very strong at all, and it is a piece of cake for it to carry Firio across a turbulent river that is dozens of meters wide.

After Firion stepped on the hard ground again, he turned around silently without taking any credit and wanted to dive directly back into the water, but was fixed in place by the psychic power of the Sun Eevee thrown out of the Poké Ball.

Originally thinking it was attacked, it tensed its muscles and turned its head alertly, only to see the food emitting an enticing aroma and the bright smiles of several little guys.

The bluebird that had originally flown far away also quietly flew back and landed on its shoulder. As they chatted, beads of saliva were already hanging from the corners of their mouths.

Although I didn't do anything, I worked hard for it. It's not too much to eat something, right?

"Noo~"

The little fat boy scratched his head in a naive manner. After he had eaten his fill, he did not mind having another meal. He walked forward cheerfully, bowed politely, took the food, and together with the blue bird, he performed a small farewell ceremony for Filio and his party who were about to travel far away.

Tiny streams of water scattered in the air and formed tiny water droplets, which were cooler than rain and made Firio and his friends feel a rare sense of comfort in the scorching summer.

"Boga..."

Pogaman lowered his head slightly and began to think.

In terms of combat ability alone, this Swamp King is just average, but when it comes to developing the ability to "make its life more comfortable and enjoyable", it has done quite a bit of research and has gained a lot of experience, so it can be called an expert.

"Boga!"

First there was white foam, then the water flow, and finally the powerful water cannon.

Powerful skills gradually become weaker but more flexible.

Perhaps the Swamp King himself did not realize that this little unintentional trick actually gave Pogaman some inspiration on the use of energy.

Watching Pogamon use his skills again and again, the Swamp King scratched his head in confusion, swallowed the last bite of bread, reached out to protect the bluebird on his shoulder, returned to the surface of the water again, waved his hand, and swam steadily towards the other side.

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