This elf world is a bit strange

The all-out battle with Korne at the Miare Conference became a valuable asset for the partners, allowing them to gain tremendous motivation for growth through exchanges and competition with Nancy and Korne over the course of several months.

Following the Nightmare, after day after day of hard training, Sun Eevee was the first to break through the barrier of the King of Heaven, entered a new field, and kept catching up with the Nightmare.

After it, Emperor Nabo and Big Mouth Baby followed closely, and now they were only one step away, lacking only a flash of inspiration from chance to push them forward.

The Dream Demon that has made a breakthrough is making great progress under Muriel's guidance. Its energy accumulation has reached level 62 in one fell swoop. Even if it fights Lucario alone, the two can win or lose without taking into account mega evolution.

In comparison, after all, Dragonite and Wind Elf have joined the team relatively recently, and their early accumulation is slightly lacking due to their long-term life in the wild. Although they have the help of treasures, they are still a little short of maturity. Both of them have reached level 57, and they still need more training to become the king.

As for the evolved Armored Dragon, which is about to turn one year old, it has been taken for special training by the increasingly kind-hearted Kokobul since returning to Sala. It has been almost reborn in a few months. All the energy stored in its body has been converted into a good body and powerful strength. Its energy accumulation has reached level 47 but it has not yet evolved.

In Cocobul's words, at this time, the Squamata is like a treasure house under development. It still needs to be brewed and accumulated, and what has been learned must be transformed into knowledge. When the time comes, everything will come naturally.

Firion, who is well aware of the long growth cycle of quasi-god Pokémon, does not force it. He just lets nature take its course and allocates more resources to this little guy with an ever-growing appetite, watching it grow taller and taller like a bamboo.

But looking at the bedroom that was missing something because the Scaled Dragon lived in the Refining Tower every day, he would feel a little empty from time to time.

Like right now.

Solevil, Emperor Nabob and Dragonite are still diligently practicing their new skills on the beach, while Sobbit, Windsprite and Sargeantse are staying at home to accompany the "empty nesters" with their work and rest. Only Scutigan is undergoing special training of Cocobul in the Refining Tower alone to improve his waveguide and physique. They can only see each other in the afternoon every day.

Filio always feels like something is missing when he can't see that usually calm and handsome face, which looks silly when he smiles.

Caressing the three little guys who seemed lazy but were actually ready to sneak off to the academy for training at any time, Filio felt as if he had entered retirement life ahead of time. He yawned lazily, leaned back in the armchair, and picked up his mobile phone out of boredom.

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The tower of refining was on the battlefield that was devastated by the impact of the waves day after day.

"Gah…A-choo!"

The Armored Dragon, who was fighting passionately with Cocobul's Lucario, sneezed for no reason. Before he could pay attention, Lucario hit him in the belly and he staggered.

One of the dark gray scales also fell off during the collision.

"Galan..."

Touching its belly, the scaly dragon, which had shed its scales countless times in the past few months, raised its head, confusion written on its face.

It seems like someone is chanting it.

"Luka?"

Lucario stopped and looked at this talented junior with concern, wondering if he had hit too hard and should have controlled his strength a little.

"Galan!"

Hearing the call from Master Lucario, the Scaled Dragon immediately stood up, put aside irrelevant trivial matters, waved its arms completely covered with scales, and used its well-trained muscles to challenge again.

Looking at the young scaly dragon that was fighting in an orderly and methodical manner, Kokobul standing on the high platform felt relieved but also a little nervous.

In just a few months, most of the precious fighting skills he had learned throughout his life and accumulated over the years in the Tower of Refining seemed to be absorbed by the "sponge" in front of him that seemed to have unlimited capacity. His muscular arms protected by indestructible scales seemed to be born for fighting. Even though they had not yet evolved into their final perfect form, they were already shocking.

He couldn't help but imagine the glorious future of the Staff-tailed Squamata.

But what is more important than the future is to do well in the present.

"Move! Speed ​​up! Flammel, you go over there too, and replace Lucario. We can't let it rest!"

The stern shout expressed the old man's earnest expectations and inspired the armored dragon's endless fighting spirit.

The powerful shouts echoed in the refining tower for a long time.

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On Nancy's private beach, between a row of Psychic-type Pokémon, two large guys were sitting cross-legged abruptly.

Today's training does not seem to be the practice of skills and combat, but a meditation method created by Nancy.

At the beginning, Firion was constrained by the characteristics of his own superpowers and was unable to use them, but this does not mean that the meditation method itself is of low quality. On the contrary, as probably the best superpower user in decades, the inherent powerful strength and control make Nancy's understanding of this special ability of superpowers almost stand out from the crowd.

Not only can psychics and psychic Pokémon use this, even Emperor Nabob and Dragonite, who have never practiced psychic powers, can use this method to relax their body and mind, adjust their condition to the best, and make training more effective.

The light blue psychic light shines on the beach, nourishing every Pokémon equally. Nancy sits quietly on the beach, feeling the heat of the fine sand under the scorching sun, tempering her body and mind.

Korni's defeat made this super queen, who had never liked fighting since she was a child, feel a little pressure for the first time in a long time.

If I don't work a little harder, I'm afraid it won't be long before I'll be the one to suffer defeat instead of the single-celled little carrot.

Thinking of this, a pair of beautiful eyes slowly opened, and a fierce aura galloped across the deserted beach.

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"Ding dong, ding dong..."

Just when Filio was waiting for Cornelia to vacate the bathroom so that he could take a shower, a pleasant cell phone ringtone rang.

Seeing Wu Li's name on the caller ID, he became interested and answered the phone with a smile: "Senior Wu Li, good morning, how come you have time to call me? Is it because you finally came up with the master-level recipe you've been talking about for more than a year, and you want me to try it first?"

"You little brat, you're exposing my weakness again, aren't you?" On the other side of the conversation, Wu Li, whose pain point was touched, jumped up three feet high, his defense instantly broken, revealing a bit of embarrassment and frustration, "You didn't even come to help me, you just laughed at an old senior like me. And, you said you'd find time to have a drink at the end of the year, it's summer now, where are you? You're hiding in your hometown and not coming out, right? I didn't ask you to treat me!"

"Then I was really wronged, senior." Listening to Woolley's complaint, Filio grinned, "I have spent so much time forgetting sleep and eating in the past few months, just thinking about living up to the expectations of you and Director Nils. , I worked hard at night with Teacher Milia, not daring to delay for a moment, so I hurriedly wrote the paper, and my hair fell out a lot, do you think it was easy for me?"

Seeing that what he said seemed to be true, the little dream demon above his head seemed to have found some fun, and staggered over to the side, listening attentively.

Not understanding what these people were doing, Big Mouth Baby shook his head in boredom, jumped back to the ground with force, pulled the interested Wind Fairy along, and turned around and ran away without paying attention to its complaints of "Elu Elu".

Instead of listening to him chat, it’s better to find a place to train!

Anyway... I've finished the game, and I need a suitable sandbag, no, a sparring partner.

The wind fairy, who has endless power just by standing on the ground, is just right.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and the most honest big-mouthed kid had also learned some bad tastes from what he saw and heard.

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Let’s put aside the battle practice between Boomstick and the Wind Fairy for now. As for Firion, if he says something that even he himself doesn’t believe, naturally Woolley won’t believe it even a punctuation mark.

He had just sat down in the office and took a sip of water, but was almost spit out by Firio's teasing. He coughed for a while before he came to his senses.

Putting down the cup, Wu Li said unhappily: "If you can rush for this matter, I can become the president of the association tomorrow!"

Filio's eyes lit up, and he had a bad idea: "Really? Then I have to congratulate you, President Woolley. I will talk to Director Niels later."

“Go, go, go, go!” Frightened and sweating, Woolley quickly shut up. Under Pachilis’s puzzled gaze, he covered the microphone and said nervously, “Don’t say that. That old man, no, those two old men are so narrow-minded! You can’t sell me out!”

"Look at what you said, how could that be possible~" Firio smiled and said frivolously, "Do you think I am such a person?"

"You don't look like it." Woolley said solemnly, "Because that's who you are."

"That's right... Hey! You learn this pretty quickly." Firio almost bit his tongue as he rolled his eyes. The image of the serious and solemn senior Woolley in his mind was one step closer to disappearing.

"Didn't I learn it from you, a sharp-tongued little devil?"

Woolley, who had regained his composure, leaned back in his office chair, leaning comfortably against the cushions, and picked up the white devil who had come over to join in the fun, feeling so comfortable.

As he was touching it, he suddenly remembered the original purpose of making this call. He stood up abruptly and scolded with a smile: "You almost led me astray. I called you this time because I have something serious to say. I will not be responsible if you delay me!"

"Business?" Firio raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, serious business, and two of them." Woolley twisted his body, sat up straighter, picked up the document in his hand, and said in a deep voice, "The first one is to congratulate you. Your paper has passed the review of the association and meets the requirements for level promotion. Considering that you have met all other conditions, from the date the document is issued, you will be the youngest senior breeder in Carlos!"

Firion nodded: "Oh...what's next?"

"You should be happy at least, this is not a big cabbage!"

A little bored by Firio's calmness, Woolley's voice became weak. Thinking back to how excited he was when he became a senior breeder, he suddenly felt a sense of disappointment.

The differences between people are so great that they cannot be described in words.

"I really can't compare with a monster like you. My heart can't take it. When you come over, Miare must treat me to a drink, otherwise it won't be enough to pay for my medical expenses..."

It took him a while to get over the frustration of comparing himself with others. Facing the extremely quiet microphone, Wu Li sighed softly and changed the subject.

"Okay, let me get down to business. It's been three days since this issue of Carlos Cultivation Review was printed. Can you guess how many letters related to your paper have been sent to the headquarters?"

Chapter 255: One stone stirs up a thousand waves

"People in the editorial department said that since they started working, they have never seen a paper that received so much discussion. There are so many letters that it is difficult to carry them from the mailbox to the office, let alone read them."

"This time, you have raised a truly important question..."

Speaking of this, Woolley's tone was quite emotional and worried.

Feedback letters poured in like snowflakes to the Breeders' Association. Naturally, they were not just one-sided endorsements and requests for advice. To be precise, there were many opinions both for and against this article that completely broke the conventional method of making energy blocks.

Next to him were several weighty feedback letters, the words were polite, but they also expressed hidden concerns.

And he knew that behind these letter writers stood even more experienced and senior figures, each of whom was a representative of a school that had been passed down for many years and whose influence could not be underestimated. He couldn't help but feel a little nervous for Filio, fearing that such a talented but inexperienced young man would be affected by this.

But to his surprise, Filio on the other side of the phone didn't seem to have any special reaction.

"So much discussion? It seems that the angle chosen this time is still valuable. It's not in vain that we worked so hard for so long."

Different from all the possibilities Woolley had expected, Filio was neither happy nor worried. Instead, he didn't care at all and spoke in a leisurely tone, as if he had expected it.

"Don't you think it's a terrible thing to be opposed and attacked in the future?"

Woolley was a little curious, or rather, he couldn't understand what Firio was thinking.

Filio knew very well that Wu Li, the senior who had cared about him very much since the intermediate breeder assessment, was also thinking about his future at this moment. While feeling warm in his heart, he couldn't help but find this bookish idea interesting because he had spent half his life working and studying in the association.

"Ahem..." Firio cleared his throat and explained loudly, "Senior, you care about me, I am grateful, but I don't care much about such things. Rather, I had this in mind when I decided to write this article, there is nothing to be nervous about."

"This...?" Woolley was confused.

Faced with his senior's confusion, Filho did not answer but asked: "As you said, the emergence of new things will definitely lead to opposition and criticism. After all, every old thing will have a vested interest group. Some people feel that their future may be affected by it. Even if they are unwilling or dare not come forward, there will be others who will come forward to test it for them, right?"

Wu Li nodded and said, "Yes, I have received private letters from the disciples of several big shots. They are all trying to test the attitude of the association."

"But it won't affect the overall situation. I don't even want to know who they are, because it doesn't matter who comes." Shaking his head slightly, Filio spoke firmly and confidently, without any hesitation. "In fact, I told you once before that I have only made a start in this matter and can't do more. There are many talented people in this world, and soon someone will find a new and better way. The improvement of productivity is a historical necessity and irreversible. It is the general trend of the times. Those who follow it will prosper and those who go against it will perish. It is not something that I can do alone or that some people can delay. It won't be long before they have no time to pay attention to me."

"At your age, you speak like a Union bureaucrat, long and difficult to pronounce." Woolley complained mercilessly, "If you see things so clearly, it's easy for people to live a boring life."

Filio shrugged on the other end of the phone. "That's why we have to do something interesting, just like my master and teacher said, do some meaningful research, something that is truly valuable. Don't you like our innovative approach?"

"Of course I am happy to see it happen. It is a good thing to help young people like me who came from ordinary backgrounds find a simple and direct path. No matter how you look at it, it is a good thing." Wu Li, who was originally concerned about the younger generation but was instead confused, nodded in agreement. "Okay, it's nothing serious for you, so I won't worry about it. Director Niels is right, you have a head full of ten thousand ideas, nothing will go wrong."

"Then I appreciate the compliment."

"Who praised you?!"

"Hahaha!"

"Okay, I won't talk nonsense with you anymore! Let me remind you that the certificate of senior cultivator and the appointment letter of the association's special consultant have been stored at the headquarters. You should hurry up and confirm the time to come for the level promotion ceremony."

Facing the pole climbing champion Filio, Woolley felt that his face and tongue were useless, so he could only quickly bring the topic back to the main topic, fearing that this junior who was very polite at first meeting but became more and more eloquent as time went on would give him more problems.

However, Firio was not in a hurry to be promoted to a senior breeder.

Listening to Wu Li's words, he just nodded calmly, looked at the calendar, thought for a moment, and said, "Can this be left at the association first, senior? When I have time to go to Miare, I will stop by to complete the formalities. I will go to Guandu to participate in the regional youth competition in a while, and I will take an international flight from Miare."

"...In principle, yes." Wu Li's mouth twitched repeatedly, and he added great logical emphasis to the word "in principle", with a hint of gnashing his teeth. "When others were approved, they all wished they could receive the notice in the morning and come in the afternoon. But you are the same as your teacher! She delayed for about a month last year. Let's see how long you, a student, can delay."

"After all, I can't make this trip for nothing! The ticket is quite expensive, and I can't ride a Dragonite over there, right?"

Hearing Woolley's increasingly speechless voice, Filio quickly laughed it off and tried to get away with it.

But this time, Wu Li just said helplessly: "Anyway...you'd better hurry up. Director Niels still wants to find time to meet with you. He is also very concerned about your situation."

"Eh? I see. I see. I'll hurry up and make a decision. I'll come to visit you when I get to Miare."

When Nils's banner was raised, Firio became more serious, and after a moment's hesitation, he agreed.

Wu Li was much more satisfied now: "Okay, I know the old man's words are effective. I'll tell him, that's it."

"Wait a minute, there's something else!" Firio hurriedly shouted to stop him before hanging up.

"Ok?"

"I have something else I need your help with..."

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"It's quite complicated. OK, don't worry. I'll help you find out in the next few days. I'll let you know when the time comes."

"Beep...beep...beep..."