Chapter 47 Back to school and early field trip (1040, please book first!)

"Machi~Machi? Machi~!"

Early in the morning on April 12, Little Dream Demon, who rarely went out for training in the middle of the night, gave Filio and little Eevee a wake-up call.

With a small cloak of cloth from the spirit world draped around her body, her petite body danced in the air, humming a ditty she had made up by herself. The little dream demon was in a good mood today, and was even brighter and brighter than the first ray of sunshine outside the window.
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Ever since he got this piece of cloth from the spiritual world, the little guy couldn't put it down and carried it with him wherever he went.

As a prop that is rich in energy, there is no need to worry about the cloth of the spirit world being stained. Even if there is occasional loose soil, just wash it with water and it will be as clean as ever.

"...Buyi..."

He raised his little paws and rubbed his eyes. Ibrahimovic murmured, climbed up from Filio's arms, and tried to get out of bed in a daze.

But the little guy didn't find the right direction this time, so he stepped on Filio's face with his soft little flesh pad and walked over.

In his sleep, Philio felt as if a huge roaring whale king was falling from the sky and crushing him like a mountain.

In panic, Philio suddenly woke up and sat up directly.

"Buyi!——"

With a scream, the half-asleep little Eevee flew out instantly, waving his short limbs in mid-air and struggling hard.

Fortunately, before it hit the ground, a blue light flashed, freezing it in mid-air and slowly placing it back on the bed.

It was the little dream demon who used telekinesis in time.

"Buyi..."

After letting out a long breath, little Eevee was still frightened, and even Filio was shocked.

"Marge!"

The evil culprit complained first, threw himself on Philio's head, and then began the "just denunciation".

"Huh? What's going on?"

Philio had just woken up and hadn't yet understood what was going on.

Listening to the little dream demon's righteous words and seeing the pitiful little Eevee, he began to feel vague in his heart.

"Machi! Machi!"

The little dream demon pointed at Ibrahimovic and chirped, which made Philio feel dizzy. He had to admit his mistake, rubbed his eyes, and got up to wash and cook.

"...Buyi?"

At this time, Ibrahimovic slowly came to his senses, tilted his cute little head, raised his front feet, and looked at his little pads.

"Buyi!"

The little cheeks were dyed a lovely pink color.

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"Morning, Philio!"

On the way to school, Ina and Antoine waited early, and the inseparable trio reunited again.

"Bang"

"Everything went viral in school yesterday, you are so handsome."

Antoine slapped Filio hard on the shoulder, his tone full of admiration.

"It's just a baby game. It's not worth mentioning. It's not worth mentioning."

With a smile, Philio pretended to be humble, but in fact he climbed up the pole crazily.

"You guy!"

"Let me tell you, Philio is certainly not humble right now!"

Chirping, laughing and joking.

The three of them walked towards the school in the morning light.

Ibrahimovic curled up on top of Filio's head, occupying the position of the little dream monster.

The little dream demon flew around nonchalantly, showing off its "new cloak".

"So cute, little dream monster, this little cloak suits you really well! Not only is it cute, it's also kind of cool!"

Ina was very considerate of the cute little dream monster, stretched out her finger, tapped its forehead, and praised it.

"Chiru!"

Chirulian stood aside and nodded repeatedly.

"Machi~"

Ina's compliments made the little dream demon elated, and he fell into her arms obediently and let her touch her. She was extremely honest.

The tough-minded little dream monster, the most intolerable thing is a direct compliment.

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Salo College, Principal's Office.

"Dong dong dong"

Three soft beeps.

"Filio? Come in."

Muriel's voice came from it.

"Principal, I'm here. Are you looking for me?"

Philio turned the doorknob and pushed the door open.

"Ahem!" Muriel coughed, cleared his throat, and looked at Filio, "Filio, your trip to Miare this time has added glory to our school, Nils.

The old guy and that guy Woolley both called me specifically and asked a lot about you. And that prism cup that killed all the little guys from Miare College, well done!"
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"Thanks to the teachings of the teacher and principal, I have fulfilled my mission."

Philio lowered his head slightly and said modestly.

"Passing the first place in the assessment gives another blow to the children of Miare Academy. This time in Miare, it is not in vain. But you have to continue to work hard. I hope you can have a good result in this year's Youth Championship."

Good results, not only in our team competition, but also in your individual competition!"

Muriel stood up, walked to Philio, and patted him gently, full of expectations.

Then, without waiting for Filio to reply, the old principal changed the topic and said: "But if you want to figure out the results, just relying on Dream Demon and Eevee is not enough, right? How about going to the school's breeding house and adopting another Pokémon?

Dream?"

"Well..." Filio looked embarrassed, "Principal, I may have to consider this."

"Oh? Think about it?" Filio's answer was a bit beyond Muriel's expectation, "Is it a money issue? The school can help you solve it, don't worry, even if you want to copy the dream monster's cultivation plan, this money

The school can also afford it."

"It's not about money, principal. The main reason is that Ibrahimovic has just joined my team, and most of my thoughts are on it now. If there is a new partner, I will definitely not be able to take care of it wholeheartedly. You

You know, I attach great importance to fairness and respect for every partner."

Philio waved his hand, gently picked up Ibrahimovic, held him in his arms, and said softly.

"Buyi~"

Ibrahimovic let out a soft, waxy cry, and put his little paws on Filio's arm, rubbing it back and forth.

"Machi! Machi~!"

In mid-air, the little dream demon flying around wearing the cloth of the spiritual world also stabilized his figure, holding his head high and his chest high.

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The little guy is saying that he can definitely win the championship just by relying on them!

"That's it, hey, it's reasonable."

Muriel, who knew Ibrahimovic's life experience, sighed softly, felt more affection for him, thought about it for a while, and came up with a compromise.

"When you get back from your study tour, if you haven't met a suitable Pokémon yet, adopt one from the academy's breeding house. After all, you still have to get at least three Pokémon to participate in the tournament. You can't go

How about catching a green caterpillar to make up the number?"

"Of course, principal. I know that you and the school are taking care of and promoting me, so I'm not polite. If I haven't met a suitable Pokémon after this study tour, I will cause trouble to the school.

Yes, thank you very much!"

Philio bowed slightly. He also knew that the Pokémon cultivated by the academy were very powerful. The principal's willingness to do this was also a great support and expectation for him.

After all, the breeding house of Salo Academy is personally guided by Muriel, the only senior breeder of Salo. Pogaman's strong strength is an excellent reflection of this breeding quality.

"Why are you so polite to me? Besides, Milia and I have reminded you many times that you should call me Master, right?"

"Geng Ga!"

With his chin raised slightly, the old man waited for Philio to be called.

Gengar also flashed out of his shadow nimbly, looked at Filio and the little dream demon, and laughed with his big belly.

Philio bent down obediently and bowed deeply: "Thank you for your cultivation. I will do my best, Master."

"Hahahahahaha! That's right! We are all a family, so there is nothing to say thank you for. Prepare well. I look forward to your good results, and I believe you will definitely surprise us."

With a little force, Filio's back was slapped loudly, and Muriel's good mood was beyond words.

"This poisonous needle is a greeting gift for you. I can't let you call me master in vain. Take it and let Dream Demon learn from it. Such a talent cannot be wasted. I'm waiting for its poisonous level to surpass Gengar!"

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After being satisfied, Muriel turned around and picked up a carefully wrapped small bag on the table and handed it to Filio.

"This... this is too valuable! I have already taken your poisonous orb, how dare you..."

As soon as he checked his super power, Filio knew that this was almost the highest quality poison needle, and it also contained some Gengar energy that he was very familiar with. It was obviously specially strengthened.

If this were put on the market, it would probably sell for millions of alliance coins.

Naturally, he did not dare to accept such a gift and subconsciously wanted to refuse.

However, before he finished speaking, Muriel glared and asked him to stand up straight.

"The things you bring here are for use. You are already an intermediate cultivator. How do you feel about worrying about this little money? Take it, only when you get good grades is it truly useful. Talk less and do more.

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Having said that, without Philio saying anything more, the bag was already stuffed into his hand.

"This year, the internal patrol time of the reserve has been advanced, so the field study tour has also been advanced, starting on the 18th. You didn't know that you were in Miare when the notice was sent. Now I tell you, go back and prepare well. When the study tour comes back, I will check

Results. Go for it!"

With a stern wave of his hand, Muriel turned around and let Filio leave on his own.

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"Filio! Filio! What did the principal say to you?"

As soon as he returned to the classroom, Abe, who was chatting with a group of people, came up to him, rubbed his hands and asked.

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the students also gathered around, including Antoine and Ina who were making love to each other behind the classroom.

"I didn't say anything, just told me to keep working hard, and even told me that the field trip was advanced, but no one told me about it."

Shrugging, Filio simply excused himself.

Abe will definitely not be satisfied with this answer. Just as he is about to ask more questions, Milia has already walked in at the door.

Having lost the opportunity, he had no choice but to return to his seat, sit down obediently, and make a "Looking for you after class" sign to Philio.

"Okay, everyone is gathered together. Let me tell you about the field trip next week. Philio just came back, so focus on listening."

Milia stood on the podium and looked around. The classroom, which had been a little noisy just now, immediately returned to silence, and the gaze she looked at her became a little more eager.

Field study tours are one of the most anticipated activities for graduates every year. They are not only an assessment test for practical performance, but also provide an opportunity to lay a foundation for students who want to travel.

At the same time, this is also one of the few opportunities for students to explore and travel with friends in the wild, especially in the final semester when they are about to leave. Everyone cherishes this.

"The location of this field trip is the mountain nature reserve southeast of Salo. The time has been advanced to April 18 for ten days. Teacher Thornton will lead the team, and other teachers in the combat class will also escort everyone. But

You still have to pay attention to safety, nothing is trivial in the wild."

"Everyone must prepare the corresponding supplies in advance. The specific list has been distributed. Don't miss anything. You must check carefully before setting off. Otherwise, you may not be able to complete it when you arrive at the protected area."

"If there are students who want to form a team in the assessment, you can hurry up and avoid being blinded on the same day. This is also your last chance to explore the wild side by side in school, so cherish it."

"Okay, that's all I'll say. Now, this class is a test of theoretical knowledge, so cheer up. Antoine, get your papers and hand them out. Philio, come to my office now."

As things were arranged neatly, the students' expectations immediately turned into wails.

Exams are always something that people don’t like.

Looking at Filio's back following Milia, his eyes were full of envy and jealousy, and finally turned into sighs.

After all, such test papers are nothing to Philio.

It would be great if I could be like Philio, knowing everything and being able to do everything, so I wouldn’t lose my hair because of this crappy paper.

Thinking like this, soon the only sound left in the room was the sound of "swish" writing.

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"Filio! My little Filio! I am so happy!"

As soon as the door to the office was closed, the serious teacher Milia disappeared and was replaced by an excited big sister.

Hugging Filio, Milia had no consciousness of hitting someone with the ball. She just stretched out her hand and patted Filio on the back and head. She was so happy that she couldn't control herself.

The youngest intermediate cultivator in Sara is her disciple of Milia.

Although she had expected it and was extremely confident in Philio's level, the moment she got the result, Milia, who personally led Philio into becoming a breeder, still felt a strong sense of pride.

"Ahem...Teacher Milia, please be gentle, I can't breathe..."

Feeling tight in the chest and short of breath, Philio struggled and said.

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"Well... Anyway, little Philio, congratulations on becoming an intermediate breeder. From this moment on, you are a real breeder. I am so happy for you."

Sitting dignifiedly on her seat, except for the rosy color that has not faded after a bit of excitement, Milia is doing everything as usual.

"Teacher, your change in movement and stillness makes me a little uncomfortable."

After silently taking a sip of fruit tea, Philio said calmly that he was used to his teacher's behavior, but getting used to it didn't mean he didn't complain.

"Hehe! I'm happy for you too! You are an eighteen-year-old intermediate breeder. You can count the entire history of the Carlos Alliance on one hand! When you become Master Philio, the teacher will have to hold you

Your thighs are gone. Come on, little Dream Demon, little Eevee, have some snacks. I managed to snatch these from Sui Fengqiu."

Milia crossed her legs with a smile, and while teasing Filio, she fed the two little guys who were not firm in their stance.

Sui Fengqiu stood aside silently, his eyes full of disgust.

With his right hand leaning on the table, Filio was in despair: "You have more confidence in me than I do in myself. Master, why don't you take the first step and ask me to be the chairman of the Carlos Breeders Association? That's it.

Wherever I go, there is no trace of me."

"Alright! Chairman Philio!"

Unexpectedly, Milia answered the question faster than him, and immediately gave him a "level up".

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"Hey, hey, you, a sharp-tongued brat, don't you dare to answer the phone?"

The winner's smile appeared on her face, and Milia was very proud. She immediately patted her smooth forehead, thinking that she had forgotten a clean business once they started talking.

"Oh, yes, what do you want from the old man? Let me see it too, teacher."

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Antoine, Abby and Ina in the classroom.

Confronting Thornton and the gossiping teachers on the battlefield.

Even the cook in the cafeteria and all kinds of "accidental encounters" with juniors and juniors from all grades.

Throughout the whole day, Philio was like a rare species in Salo Academy. Wherever he went, he was greeted with curious eyes and a barrage of questions.

Either he was asking about the breeder assessment, or he was asking about winning the Prism Cup.

He was originally a popular figure in the school, but today he has become more and more popular. He has become synonymous with hot spots.

Even the little dream monster who always likes to hang out outside and the little Eevee who likes to take a nap on Filio have quietly returned to the Poké Ball, which shows the density of "today's visitors".

Fortunately, this day still has its moments, and there has to be a time when school is over.

"Dingle bell"

The bell rang for the last history class, which was also the end of school. Filio, who had rarely packed up early, jumped out of the classroom as if he was running away.

Rather than being watched by people at school, training with the two little guys is more to his liking.

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Southeast of Sara, somewhere deep in the mountains, a hidden base on the mountainside of the highlands.

Six or seven people of various ages, wearing red combat uniforms, sat in a simple "conference room".

"How's it going? With so much material, why haven't you found anything through experiments? The hyenas like the International Police and the Carlos Police are almost smelling it."

The orange-haired woman in the lead asked impatiently to the middle-aged man wearing glasses at the side, with a somewhat impatient tone.

When the middle-aged man was about to say something, a man wearing a black cloak over a distinctive black combat uniform took the lead and said in a hoarse voice:

"Akobi, escaping from prison has made your temper bad. How can you complete Master Fradali's unfinished business if you are so impatient? If you have this time, you can also try it with them.

It’s useful if you don’t have enough protection.”

"...I don't need you to teach me. First think about how to explain your own dereliction of duty in the past two days."

Frowning slightly, Akobi was about to have an attack, but she still controlled herself and sat back in her seat, her tone still unkind.

"It has been properly dealt with. That kind of straw bag will be fine if you scare it."

The man in black shook his head nonchalantly, his tone was firm, but his words were a little softer.

"However, what Akebi said is not unreasonable. According to the practice of previous years, the field study tour of Salo Academy is in early May, and the annual patrol of the reserve is in late May. It is necessary to complete the experiment and report the results before then.

Take it away, time will not wait for us."

"Yes, we will speed up the progress. We are actually conducting small-scale experiments now. We are recording the duration of action, effects and side effects. A detailed experimental report will be available in the near future."

The middle-aged man wearing glasses picked up a stack of forms and said in a show of merit.
Chapter completed!