Chapter Thirteen The Fire of Jealousy
When the purple-haired boy heard this, his heart tightened. He knew who was coming. Although the other party was only ranked twelfth, that was because the other party didn't care about rankings and didn't like fighting. But even so, the other party won every duel.
This also allowed the opponent to stand out among hundreds of people and rank twelfth after only playing fifteen games in the base battle. It can be imagined that the opponent is very strong.
The funny thing is, because the other party doesn't often appear in the base and people's sight, and most people are busy for this trial, few people know the other party's existence, and most of their attention is on
The top ten are gone.
But he is different. He trains hard, and the only thing that can reflect his strength is his ranking, so he always remembers the people above him.
How could I be so unlucky to meet this guy?
The purple-haired boy had a lot of thoughts in his mind. His eyes inadvertently glanced at the elf ball in his hand, and the purple-haired boy bit his lips.
"I can give you the points. Can you let me go?"
Yan Ming was a little surprised when he heard this. He didn't expect the fierce look of the other party just now. Now that he saw someone stronger than himself, he immediately gave up. However, Yan Ming also understood the other party's thoughts, and he also recognized the other party's ability to bend and stretch.
practices.
Although Yan Ming doesn't know the opponent's ranking, but seeing that he has just reached the level of skill, he is only around thirty at most. Although the ranking cannot represent the full strength, there is a reason for him to get a high ranking.
If it were Yan Ming who faced an opponent with a huge gap in strength rankings, he would choose to give up part of his interests in exchange for safety if possible, but unfortunately, Yan Ming wanted more than just part of it.
"No, I want them all."
When the purple-haired boy heard this, his expression darkened.
"Do you think you can definitely win?"
Yan Ming curled his lips and was too lazy to talk nonsense. A red light flashed and the Kati dog jumped out of the elf ball.
"Okay, you forced me."
Seeing the unknown elf released from the opposite side, the purple-haired boy knew that he had no choice, so he threw the elf ball in his hand.
The next second, an elf flew out and landed opposite the Kati dog.
Yan Ming looked at the elf opposite and was stunned for a moment, then looked at the purple-haired boy opposite him with strange eyes.
Without him, the elf thrown by the purple-haired boy turned out to be a trumpet bud!
Elf: trumpet bud (yellow)
Level: Level 13 (26/100)
Gender:female
Properties: grass, poison
Features: Chlorophyll
Genetic Skill: Seed Machine Gun
Basic skills: Vine Whip, Growth, Tightening, Hypnotic Powder
Skills taught: Tie up
Skill learning machine: None
Trumpet Bud is a plant-type Pokémon. There are many of them, and you can find many of them in forests or grass.
I just saw the purple-haired boy fighting over each other, and I thought it was some powerful elf, but I didn't expect it to be this...
When the purple-haired boy saw the trumpet sprout coming out, he hurriedly spoke before Yan Ming gave the order.
"Trumpet Bud! Use Grow!"
When Xiaoya Ya heard this, her two black dot pupils were a little dazed. Her trainer was not this person, but she did not think too much and obeyed the order. A green light flashed on her body, and her body that was originally less than one meter quickly expanded.
, quite fattened up.
"Trumpet Bud uses the Seed Machine Gun!"
Trumpet Bud's mouth charged up, and in the next second, brown seeds hit the dog like bullets.
Yan Ming didn't think much more when he saw this.
"Carty Dog, duck over and use Spark on the Trumpet Bud."
"Woof!"
The Kati Dog dodged sideways and nimbly avoided Trumpet Bud's fierce seed attack. Then it sprayed a spark from its mouth and rushed directly towards Trumpet Bud.
"Trumpet Bud! Quick! Get out of the way!"
The purple-haired boy felt anxious when he saw the Cady Dog's impressive speed and the spark ray.
The opponent is actually a fire attribute elf, what should I do?
The purple-haired boy was feeling flustered and uneasy.
Trumpet Bud had just finished its attack. Hearing this, he hurriedly dodged the flying sparks. With his petite body, he was able to escape the attack of the sparks, but the blade was ignited because of the spark attack.
Trumpet Ya felt the burning pain in his right hand and ran back and forth anxiously, looking for a place to put out the fire.
At this moment, Yan Ming chuckled.
"Carty Dog, use the Flame Wheel and Scent Detection now to get rid of the trumpet buds."
The fur on the Kati dog's body was full of fire, and its body flashed, quickly running towards Trumpet Ya who was still running around.
The purple-haired boy wanted to do something, but looking at the trumpet buds running around, he felt powerless.
"Zice it!"
Trumpet Bud screamed and was knocked away by the Kati dog, losing its ability to fight.
At the same time, 13 points of experience points appeared on Yan Ming's retina.
Yan Ming was not surprised at all that he got rid of Trumpet Ya so quickly. His level was stronger than Trumpeter Ya, his attributes were restrained by Trumpeter Ya, and his trainer's experience was stronger than Trumpeter Ya's. How could he lose?
The purple-haired boy looked at Trumpet Bud who had returned to the Poké Ball. Knowing the situation he was in after failing the trial battle, he slumped down helplessly.
The purple-haired boy felt a little unreal when he thought about how he had just been so high-spirited and had imagined a better life in the future, and how he was about to end up with the same fate as the brown-haired boy.
"Why...you have obviously worked so hard..."
Yan Ming heard the purple-haired boy muttering to himself and sneered. Without any more nonsense, a military knife appeared in Yan Ming's hand and he slowly walked towards the purple-haired boy.
Hearing Yan Ming's sneer, the purple-haired boy's anger rose in his heart. Recalling the scenes of struggle and the fear of imminent death, the purple-haired boy looked at Yan Ming in collapse and shouted loudly.
"Why are you laughing! Why are you laughing? Have you ever experienced the sadness of my struggle? Have you ever experienced the pain of a low-level person like me! Have you ever experienced the hard struggle of a person like me who wants to survive?
!”
As he spoke, the purple-haired boy seemed to become more and more enthusiastic.
"Why do people like you, who are ranked high, respected by others, and have better resources than us, laugh at people like us who are struggling to live at the bottom!"
Yan Ming paused in his steps, his face a little speechless, what kind of thing is this guy.
"It's as if my ranking is for nothing."
It seems...that's true...
But does the shameless Yan Ming care about this? No.
"What kind of person is I? What you said is really interesting. For this trial, everyone in the base is working hard and trying their best to survive. Why do you think you are the only one who is in this trial?"
struggle?"
Yan Ming's eyes were slightly cold as he spoke.
"I tell you, you have to fight for respect and resources by yourself. You are a low-class person. Those who eat food wrapped in dirty cement and soil in garbage dumps and live in leaky alleys are the real ones.
People at the bottom, they are abandoned existences, but even so, they are still trying their best to survive. And you, a person who has no worries about food and clothing, and also has the ability to improve your strength, why do you always complain and think that others are owed
Following you?"
Yan Ming paused and put the Kati dog into the elf ball.
"Do you think you are proud of working hard and struggling? It makes me laugh. To survive in the Rockets, hard work and struggle are necessary. Do you think that everyone in this group of trialists really wants to be at this age?
Are Duan fighting here? Who doesn’t want to live in the sun like a family with relatives, and who wants to have blood on their hands at an age when they should be playing carefree. Everyone is trying to survive.
How special and noble you make yourself, what you call touching is only what you think so."
Looking at the purple-haired boy's doubtful look on life, Yan Ming was too lazy to waste any more words. To Yan Ming, there were not many people like the boy in front of him. They often faced the advantages of people they couldn't understand.
You will be jealous, and you will find out for yourself that the other person has those advantages. Why? In order to deceive your own jealousy and numb your own incompetence, you can always find various ways to deny the other person in your heart to comfort yourself.
Are they wrong? Yan Ming doesn't make any judgments. After all, jealousy is human and it's normal. But Yan Ming despises those who allow jealousy to dominate them and blame others.
"Okay, it's time for you to hit the road."
As he spoke, the sword flashed in Yan Ming's hand, and he instantly killed the purple-haired boy before he could react.
Take out the blue points card from the waist of the purple-haired boy and transfer it in.
"600!"
Yan Ming was a little excited when he saw that the points changed from 200 to 800 points after being entered into his account.
No wonder the purple-haired boy had murderous intentions. These 600 points were enough to raise his strength to a higher level.
Without thinking any more, Yan Ming glanced at the two corpses in front of him, squatted down and took the elf ball containing Trumpet Bud from the purple-haired boy's hand. Just after Cady Dog defeated Trumpet Bud, the purple-haired boy took her
Putting it into the elf ball is also a trophy.
Yan Ming had no intention of accepting Trumpet Ya as his elf. After all, it was an elf with yellow qualifications. Maybe the exchange office at the base would accept it.
Shrinking the elf ball, Yan Ming put the elf ball in the pocket of his shorts. There was no other way, the carrying device on his waist was already full.
Just as Yan Ming was about to get up, his eyes inadvertently glanced at the slight bulge in the black pocket of the brown-haired boy's shorts.
Got something?
Yan Ming thought about it and searched it. Sure enough, he took out the thing he touched. It was a square object with a white shell similar to an illustrated book.
Yan Ming's eyes suddenly lit up and he turned on the button switch. Suddenly, the originally dark screen lit up. The first thing that caught his eye was a large Team Rocket icon. The next second, the illustrated book changed and there were three icons in it.
As a young man from the 21st century, Yan Ming often played with his mobile phone, so he naturally understood what these three icons represented.
The one on the far left that looks like a phone number on a mobile phone should be the voice contact system, the one in the middle that looks like an email icon should be the information contact system, and the one on the far right is a little confusing to Yan Ming because it is the icon of Team Rocket.
Driven by curiosity, Yan Ming clicked on the icon with the Rockets logo.
After all, in Yan Ming's opinion, he has never seen such a novel thing, and Yan Ming doesn't think there will be any problems with this. In his subconscious, he subconsciously regards this icon as a similar product to a mobile phone, so
, Yan Ming didn't feel there was any danger, not to mention that this thing didn't belong to him in the first place.
After clicking the icon, the screen suddenly went black, with sentences composed of white text appearing in the middle.
After looking at it for a while, Yan Ming understood that this was a system similar to task release and acceptance. There were not only bounty tasks for catching rare Pokémon, but also assassination tasks.
Yan Ming looked at the body of the brown-haired boy next to him with a strange expression.
Chapter completed!