Huh~~~~ I finally have been through seven days. I haven't had enough sleep recently and I'm so sleepy when I go to work. I must make up for it while I'm resting~~ Then I will try my best to update it on the Dragon Boat Festival~~

Finally, it was the agreed deadline for investigation, but it turned out that the thirty-four book friends who participated in the investigation had actually created a draw. The fifteen people who wanted to see, and the fifteen people were casual... In view of this situation, please decide to extend the period appropriately~~

In this way, the deadline for this investigation will be postponed to the Dragon Boat Festival, which is the 12th. Then we will count the final results. If the draw is still there, then we can only cancel the Ziyuan chapter according to the principle of randomly entering the unwilling situation~~~~

So, come on everyone~~

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Every day, I prepare three meals a day and some refreshments for the old man. In my spare time, I peek at the classical Spartan special training conducted by various insect systems in the training ground. When I have time, I will conduct special training with my friends in the small room and courtyard where I temporarily stay. Before I knew it, three days have passed when I came here.

Although this huge courtyard is not powered, tap water, network signals, and even telephone signals, the only advanced object is a hand-cranked old telephone, which relies on the telephone line - Merlin has only seen it in pictures of history books and museums. But the ancient lifestyle is enough to make people survive, lighting candles and moonlight, using the terrain and some simple mechanical structures to divert water... Although it is troublesome, it has a unique flavor.

After accepting the setting of serving the old man as a temporary chef to repay his kindness, Merlin did not feel anything wrong or humiliated. On the contrary, because he often could peek at the training scenes in the training ground, Merlin gained many ancient training methods and concepts that were very new to Merlin.

Meilin was eager to steal the master openly, and gradually became very curious about the old man's true identity. Such an old man who was so old, so long and so powerful would definitely not be an unknown person. Whether it was his own strength or the strength of the wild insect-type Pokémon he pointed out in his spare time, it all confirmed the old man's strength and unpredictability.

Merlin really wanted to break his head and couldn't remember that there was such a number of figure in the Guandu Alliance.

Moreover, because there is no network signal here, Merlin can't even search for information online, and can't even find Intel. Looking at the wireless network, the signal grid that is always blank, Merlin is really crying without tears.

With curiosity, he had the motivation to take risks. Meilin began to tentatively find some things in the courtyard that could prove the identity of the old man, but the furnishings in the places he often came into contact with - his room, training ground, kitchen, and restaurant - were very simple, and there were not many objects that could prove the identity of the old man. Just finding some objects made Meilin roughly determine the age of the old man, at least over 80 years old. This is really a terrifying longevity.

Although some scientists have said that the theoretical lifespan of human beings is between 150 and 160 years old, due to the previous two world wars and the establishment of post-war alliances, as well as the organized human/extinction of some crazy organizations, there are relatively few elderly people and middle-aged people, especially men, who have experienced several dangerous terminations. Therefore, it is definitely not easy for the old man who can survive and live a healthy and long life.

According to the age of the old man whom Meilin deduced from the age of the furnishings, the old man should have been born before World War I, and spent his childhood or youth with the cold war of fighting for resources sweeping the world, witnessing the prosperity and rapid decline of Guancheng after the reform.

Then twenty years later, in his prime, he experienced the Second World War initiated by the two major camps. Perhaps he responded to the call of the base camp that had already bet on the war, and was ready to go to the battlefield to practice the "destiny" that he boasted of and to fulfill the so-called "mission" given to Guancheng by God. Unfortunately, he could only witness the crazy base camp leading Guancheng into the abyss of destruction with his own eyes.

Then, he experienced extreme turmoil around the world caused by the abolition of the country and nation, erasing cultural civilization, and unifying language and writing. He witnessed the final battle and glory, and saw with his own eyes the true "world harmony".

But then, he was forced to experience the resistance movement, the restoration movement, the ideal plan initiated by the legacy of the old era, the ideals and ambitious people, and may have also participated in the bloody war of suppressing independence and eliminating separatism, and witnessed the extreme madness of mankind and the most tyrannical side of nature with his own eyes.

Finally, he had already entered old age and experienced the wave of trainers and Pokémon launched by the Alliance. The Alliance packaged the monsters into Pokémon, turned dangerous giants into dolls driven by people in their pockets, and turned monsters that could only be controlled by strong people into pets that everyone could control. The Alliance drove empty and boring people to flood the primitive areas full of dangers, driving people to discover Pokémon to conquer Pokémon, and use Pokémon to fill people's blank lives and thoughts...

The old man's life for most half a century happened to be the most magnificent article in the not-long history of human beings. In this short period of time, human beings have reached the extreme. For the first time, human beings have truly had the ability to threaten nature and truly have the ability to transform nature. Of course, it is also the first time that they have truly tasted the ruthless revenge of nature. Human beings have truly tamed most of the monsters. Human beings have conquered most diseases and disasters. Human beings can migrate and live at will without being bound by the territory and not being bound by space. Human beings can gallop freely without being restricted by the ocean and not being shackled by the sky. Even this huge and small planet can no longer tie human beings' pace, climb to the universe, and board the moon...

The countless dreams that humans have fantasized about for countless years have been realized one by one in this short period of time and have been practiced one by one in the old man's life. Even if he has only lived, seen and heard, his life is already legendary enough. What's more, this old guy is definitely not just watching these things happening from a distance. Merlin found some clues that clearly revealed that the old man should have participated in those events throughout the process, or at least participated in a considerable part.

With Meilin's knowledge and vision, he found the rifles and military monster restraint balls produced by Guan Cheng during World War II in the living room. He once took a brief glance at the old man's bedroom and saw the dilapidated and bloody Guan Cheng military flag in the old man's bedroom. He also saw various weapons placed and preserved in other rooms... These all show that the old man had participated in the army, and should have participated in the army during World War II.

On this day, after lunch and serving the old man, Meilin found a gap to sneak into the old man's bedroom and began to look for other clues that could prove the old man's identity. He could only glance at him occasionally, so this time he must take this opportunity to carefully investigate. He has mastered the old man's general activity rules, and after dinner, he usually spends time in the practice field, so Meilin has at least two hours to let him take his own small action. Let Vazel let the door open, Meilin gently pushed open the door and walked into this quaint bedroom.

Without the mood to see the old furniture, Merlin's eyes were always hovering over the weapons carefully displayed and wiped from time to time - Type 99 rifles, Type 30 bayonets, Southern Type 14 pistols, sabers, and helmets with bullet holes and bullet marks - these basic armed soldiers of Guancheng and generals were once the products of Guancheng's crazy base camp boasting about military power to the whole world, a symbol of sin and a reflection of madness, but for the old man, these things may just be memories of the past.

Merlin was too lazy to think about whether the old man would be unable to sleep at night or feel guilty because of those lost lives. Now he just wanted to find something that could prove the old man's identity.

As her eyes swam quickly, Meilin quickly locked onto the old photos on the wall. However, because the photos carefully preserved under the glass plate were not very clear, Meilin stood in the distance and couldn't see clearly, so she had to move to her side and take a closer look.

"Photo taken at 4:00 p.m. on October 12, 1940..." Meilin narrowed his eyes and identified the pen handwriting in the lower right corner of the photo.

"Take it at the Killed Leaf Training Base and take a photo with Yingzhijun." The old man's voice suddenly came from behind, and he finished reading the remaining handwriting.

Meilin swallowed hard, turned around awkwardly, lowered his head and dared not look directly at the old man.

"If you are curious about me, just ask me directly..." The old man's voice didn't seem to be very angry, "Do you have to sneak in so sneakily? Are you planning to untie me by yourself?"

"You are rude, junior." Merlin whispered. At the same time, he looked up slightly in the direction of the old man, and just saw Vyzel winking at him behind the old man, as if he was expressing his apology. He glared at Vyzel, and Merlin continued to lower his head.

The old man ignored him and walked straight to the place where the photos were hanging, raising his hand to stroke the glass surface, "For you, those wars and madness are just a few words in the book, but for those who are witnesses like me, they are all real scenes that can appear with your eyes closed..."

Merlin kept silent.

"Looking back on my life, my life is so wonderful. I happened to catch up with all the liveliest, most powerful, and most crazy times, and I was lucky enough to have come to this day with these experiences. Sometimes it is really incredible to think about it..." The old man walked behind Meilin again, raised his hand and patted Meilin on the shoulder, which made Meilin almost fall to the ground.

"Since you want to know who I am, I will naturally tell you. After all, I only know your identity and you don't know my identity at all. This is somewhat unfair, right?" the old man said softly.

"Do you know my identity?" Merlin screamed in surprise. He was not sure what the old man knew about his identity.

"Of course I know. Would I take in a suspicious person by my side? Would I trust a guy who has no idea what the truth is? If I don't know who you are, how could I feel assured to let you cook for me?"

Merlin began to sweat coldly. He felt that the old man seemed to know his identity and background.

"Milin Dongchuan, born in June 1980... In January 1997, I received the Jonnie Turtle from the Takasugi Research Institute in Fengji Town and started my journey to trainers... On March 1st, the owner of the Nibi Gymnasium received a gray badge... "The old man told Meilin's official resume during this period, "These are all things recorded on your trainer card." He laughed softly, "And I, I, still know some things that are not on the card..."

Merlin shivered.

"The eldest son of Dongrong clan is born four sons. He is congenitally deaf, and can have weak hearing after treatment. After severe myopia after the day, leaving glasses is about the blind man. A natural superpower. A talented ancient civilization scholar was awarded the honors of the doctorate of ancient civilization and the master's degree in archaeology by Rainbow University for his achievements and contributions. He was admitted to the Alliance-certified Pokémon physician qualification, and was also the Alliance-certified Magical Magical

Baby Combat Competition Senior Referee. He has the qualification of a surgeon and is also a good doctor of ancient courtesy... He has never used the Alliance's teleportation system since his travels, nor has he sought treatment and rest in the Pokémon Center..." The old man shook the story of Merlin, "I learned how to prepare juice medicine in Qi. I became a member of Nazi's superpower organization in the Golden Gymnasium. I was commissioned by Xia to enter the Fuji Research Institute to collect items..."

The more Merlin listened, the more she became more and more afraid. The issue of identity that he was most worried about seemed to be a complete joke on the old man. He was completely transparent to the old man.

"Do you think the alliance will not collect these basic information? Although you do not carry pictures, use teleportation systems, and do not stay in the center and recover, it is too easy for the alliance to collect your information. After all, you live in a world controlled by the alliance, and you are still on the road of a trainer. What you do is not a secret to the alliance." The old man gently patted Merlin's shoulder again, "Otherwise, why do you think that with your doubtful origin, there are still people in the alliance showing goodwill to you? You must know that the alliance is not very friendly to the remaining guys in the old era. Although it is indeed a little loose now..."

Meilin nodded slowly, but his mouth felt bitter and his heart was mixed.

"Your trick to hide your identity is too naive. If those guys are as simple as you, it will be easier to deal with, and it will not cause such a headache for those younger generations." The old man rubbed Meilin's hair hard, "Is it beautiful to dye her hair blue?"

Merlin smiled bitterly.

"Forget it, I won't tease you anymore." The old man walked to Meilin again and said to Meilin: "Since I know your identity, it's time for you to know my identity. You may be very unfamiliar with my name, but you may have heard it. My name - Zang..."

"Insect Master..." Mei Lin, who had been stunned, immediately jumped out a series of words like a conditioned reflex after hearing the name Zang, "The most powerful man in the Guandu Alliance, the real insect master, the strongest king in Guandu, and the ultimate in insect power..."

"I thought people of your age wouldn't know about old antiques like me." The old man said with a smile.

"But you look like two people in the photo..." Merlin, who recovered from the blow, said excitedly, "Your image has changed a bit too big..." Looking up at the thin old man with bald head, long eyebrows, and beard, thinking about the images left by the mythical figure. Compared with each other, it is completely inconsistent with the number.

Although Zang, who was respected by people, was also old during his tenure in the league, his straight military uniform style suit and his signature curly hair have always been his signature. The tall and strong guy who is more masculine as he gets older (the female fan's words at that time) was almost as popular as he is in Guandu back then.

But now, except for his height, this old man is relatively close to Mr. Zang's image, there is nothing else. However, Mr. Zang's temper is still there, and Mr. Zang's past is famous for his similar moodiness. At the same time, he is also famous for his strange power, which is said to be able to fight one-on-one with real strange power without falling out of the way. There is still some legacy. According to Vyzel's explanation, the old man seemed to be very strong. Mr. Zang's other iconic sign, the eyes that always glowed with red and bloody smell, were completely unable to find traces on the old man. Although the slightly turbid eyes looked unfathomable and extremely powerful, it was not the eyes that could make the glare in rage at the beginning.

Looking at Meilin's suspicious gaze, the old man smiled, "After all, I'm old, my body is not as good as I'm going to pass, my height has retracted a lot, my muscles have also atrophy a lot, and even my urine has begun to be out of control..." The old man sighed a few times.

"But, I remember the publicity in the league is that you have passed away due to illness..." Merlin was not sure if it would be offensive to say that he was dead in front of a living person. "I also held a grand farewell ceremony for you, probably more than ten years ago."

"Oh, that's my instructive." The old man stroked his beard and said, "I let out the wind and said that I died of an acute illness, so that he could lead to the giants of the ideal country who had done evil in Guancheng and surrounded them and killed them." The old man said something very casually and secretly, "But that battle caused me a lot of injuries, and the old guys also passed away a lot, and then he simply lived in seclusion."

"So that's it!" Merlin suddenly realized, "No wonder the ideal parliament, which had always been amazing, began to weaken rapidly in the mid-1980s and changed from the original frontal confrontation alliance to underground guerrillas, and even began to stop terrorist/terrorist attacks/strikes and repel defenses. It was all because of your strategy that severely damaged the Ideal Country's high-end combat power, forced them to move into defense and concealment. Then the alliance increased its efforts to attack relevant organizations such as Ideal Country, and finally, a task force formed by Mr. Sakagi and others, landed on its secret stronghold on the sea, and finally ruined it to the cold seabed..."

"It would be great if they were really ruined." The old man breathed a sigh of relief, "It seems that we were still too optimistic and careless back then. We didn't expect that under that situation, there would be fish that would leak out of the net. Shaka and Xia triggered a major earthquake and a volcanic eruption. All the people of the Ideal Country should be buried completely. Who knew that the most dangerous Kikuko had crawled back from the abyss..."

Listening to these completely unfamiliar names, Meilin was completely confused. It took a long time to get a name one by one. Saga should be the name of Mr. Sakagi, and Sakagi was just his surname. As for Xia, it should be Xia Bo's name, and Xia Bo was just a kind of respectful title that everyone agreed on for him. As for Kikuko, Meilin seemed to have a vague impression, but she couldn't remember it for a while. She should be a figure in the ideal country.

As expected, you can find secrets at any time with the old guy.

"Forget it, let's not mention these troubles. Anyway, I had already handed everything to my juniors, so now I should let them worry." The old man waved his hand, "You and I have both known each other now, so we should be more open and honest..." The old man began to stroke his eyebrows and said to Meilin again.

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Well, I'll introduce the timeline in a general way...

Answer to the question in the last issue: The race value of the flying mantis evolved into a giant clamp mantis is unchanged, but it only increases physical attack and physical defense and weakens the speed, which is considered to be a reallocation. This situation where the sum of the race values ​​does not increase at all after evolution has only occurred between them so far~~

Questions in this issue: So far, how many trainers in the insect system who are good at using it in official works? The prompt is the owner and the king of heaven~~
Chapter completed!