On October 2, 1998, the first match day of the Quartz Conference of Guandu League.

Yesterday, the grand opening ceremony that lasted a whole day and many cultural and sports activities made the Quartz Plateau, which had been quiet for a year, completely lively. The hustle and bustle of the bustle seemed to be felt even on the second day that had stopped. Although it was already early in the morning, the scattered jubilation was still stubbornly continuing. Even the bleak cold wind in late autumn could not completely stop people's desire to indulge in carnival.

Among the jubilant crowds of three or five, there were already many young trainers with nervous expressions and uneasy behaviors gathered spontaneously in front of the selection venue of the Quartz Conference.

Of course, there is the existence of Mei Linjun, who has finally recovered his usual cold face. Mei Linjun, who is single, is hunched over in the bleak autumn wind, and his hands are squeezed tightly into his pocket. Whether it is out of the cold or the inexplicable tension in his heart, Mei Lin's upper body is trembling with a very fast but very slight amplitude. He wanders far away on the huge combination screen outside the wall of the selection venue. Mei Lin occasionally raises his eyes and glances there, and then quickly retracts his gaze.

It is now 4:37 in the morning. In the early morning when the night is still thick but the lights are bright, the young trainers wandering on the deserted and cold streets are naturally not just running out to calm their minds. They are all waiting for the opening of the lottery venue, hoping that they can complete the login, division and grouping of the first round of the first round as soon as possible.

"Hu~~" A thin white air came out. Meilin took out his somewhat stiff hands and rubbed them together and vigorously, and stomped his feet vigorously, trying to move as much as possible, stretching his body. At the same time, he turned his head and watched the time displayed on the combination screen, waiting for the time to open the venue at the beginning of the selection venue.

"Twenty minutes left." Mei Lin, who was waving white breath and moving his limbs, looked around bored, hoping to find a few acquaintances from the trainers around him with a moral character. But after scanning the circle, he couldn't find the guys he knew, but there were only a few familiar people.

"I knew I should have dragged Duowu." Meilin muttered to himself in annoyance.

Meilin really wanted to bring the famous trainer Duowu here to be his companion, but Duowu, a big star who has always insisted on sleeping and beauty sleep, would never allow such early-awake behavior that could damage his jade-like face. Therefore, Meilin, who knows Duowu's temperament, simply came to the lottery venue without even trying to wake up early.

Moreover, last night, Duowu had already slept very late because he wanted to "appreciate" the special competition as soon as possible, which made him very tired. The complete episode, this guy who burst out with inexplicable fanaticism and enthusiasm pulled Meilin to watch the performance match between Mr. Guandu Supreme Du and the superpowered lady Miss Nazi, rushed back and watched the recording of the four exhibition matches of the Four Heavenly Kings, and finally began to organize the observation notes.

Merlin went to bed early. The match between Dora and Nazi was at best a large-scale sound and light show with super gorgeous special effects, and there was not much to really appreciate. Of course, this only refers to the battle itself. For Miss Nazi, one of the participants in the battle, Merlin still carefully appreciated the whole process. Compared with the lack of skillful tricks, Miss Nazi's super power show is still very impressive. At least for Merlin.

"Nazi" while muttering the name that was of great significance to him, Merlin moved his body even harder.

According to the content in the conference process guidance manual provided by the official Quartz Conference for each contestant, this year's conference has introduced a self-service login system for the first time. There will be 30 intelligent self-service login units in the selection venue, and the sorting terminals are for the contestants to use freely. Through these terminals, the participating trainers can complete login, partition and group pairing reads like in front of the manual counter;.

These terminals will be officially started at 5 a.m. today. What Merlin and other trainers who are trembling in the cold wind are waiting for are the opening of these terminals.

Compared to the manual counters that will only be available at 7 o'clock, the self-service terminals that are put into operation two hours in advance can undoubtedly provide these nervous guys with more wealthy and poor tense time.

The waiting time is always long. The waiting time is like a few hours passed for Merlin, especially in the early morning of the cold autumn, this long feeling is infinitely extended. When the time displayed on the grouping screen of the exterior wall of the lottery center reached five o'clock, when the originally dark lottery venue was brightly lit in an instant, when the sensing door of the lottery venue slowly opened because of the eager trainers approaching, dozens of young people who had been frozen were flocking into the venue. At this moment, they were not rushing to complete the login early, but just to be able to enter the building as soon as possible and warm it up.

Among the huge lottery venues that were enough to accommodate hundreds of people, there were only five male conference staff responsible for guiding, answering questions and maintaining order. Two were standing at the door, and the remaining three shuttled around the thirty self-service terminals to patrol, while thirty or fifty early trainers consciously lined up in small queues in front of the thirty terminals, quietly completing their respective login, partition and grouping.

"Dear players, dear players," said a staff member of the conference who was shuttled between machines to the early people. "Due to the small number of logins and the lack of allocation conditions in the system, not all logins may be assigned to the opponents of the first round."

Several annoying complaints were immediately heard in the venue.

"Please don't worry, don't be impatient." The staff tried hard to calm the trainers' emotions. "If you have completed the login and competition area selection, but are still not assigned to your opponent, please don't be anxious. You can go back to your apartment first, or go to have some breakfast first and wait quietly. The system will assign the period of the opponent to you as soon as possible. Please pay attention to your picture book. If you allocate your opponent, your picture book will send beeps and voice reminders. At that time, please come to the selection venue as soon as possible to confirm what there is no picture book. Well, then you should wait here, or log in after a while."

As soon as he finished logging in, Meilin, who randomly selected the Grass Field as the first round competition venue, immediately froze in place when he heard this, and began to twitch violently from the corner of his mouth to the corner of his eyes. But while Meilin wanted to burst out some inappropriate words, a half-body photo of two people suddenly appeared on the screen in front of Meilin. The one on the left was naturally Meilin. The one on the right was a young man in his twenties, a weather-beaten and hard-working look. This guy was dressed in a general outfit of a forest ranger, holding an unlit handmade cigarette in his mouth, and there seemed to be obvious tiredness in his bright black eyes.

"Shiichiro" Meilin glanced at the basic personal information attached to the photo and found the man's name.

"Oh, the opponent has been assigned here." The male trainer who was standing behind Meilin, who easily peeked into the screen through the small Merlin's back and shouted loudly, "It's really good luck, boy, you're definitely lucky."

"It's also allocated here." At this time, there was also a burst of cheers in front of the fourth terminal with three machines on the right of Merlin, "It's allocated to the opponent."

Meilin subconsciously turned his head to the other side, moved his gaze to the place where the sound came, but he met a pair of bright black eyes that were obviously tired.

"Ah, it's really troublesome." The owner of the eyes muttered in a low voice, raised his hand and scratched the back of his head. He took out a thick cigarette roll from behind his head, like a magic trick, and stuffed it into his mouth. "How could he meet such a difficult guy in the first round? The food standards of the contestants participating and the eliminated guy are completely different." He muttered and muttered, and Shiichiro barely squeezed out a smile and gave it to Merlin who was looking at him.

"Hey, isn't this little guy just eliminated Fran's superpower?"

"Yes, it's him, the golden little superpower. It seems to have a nickname called "Destroy Boy or something."

"That very decadent guy seems to be the Star of Chang Pan"

"Yes, during the great upheaval caused by the Rocket Corps and the Ideal Country, the local hero of Takaba Forest and Takaba City's hero ranger"

"Yes, he is the master who ranked eleventh in the first edition of seed sorting."

"So what? Here I'm so angry that the blasting beauty girl who is ranked sixth in the seed sequence has been eliminated."

"What's this? A strong showdown"

"Wow, the first leg is so intense"

The other contestants who had seen through the identities of Merlin and Shinichiro whispered without hesitation, commenting on Merlin and Shinichiro who were making brief gazes according to their own wishes. At the same time, they also secretly looked forward to whether the two people who collided in advance would burst out with more intense sparks or conflicts before the battle began.

Unfortunately, neither the calm Merlin nor the depressed young man Shinichiro had the intention of letting the onlookers watch the performance for free. They nodded slightly to each other, smiled and greeted silently, the two of them tacitly withdrew their eyes looking at each other, and moved their gaze back to their respective screens again.

At this time, the two people's battle distribution table happened to appear on the screen.

"The Grass Battle Venue, the first game, three-on-three duel, 8 o'clock in the morning" the two of them read out the location and time displayed on the screen in unison, and then turned to each other and exchanged a meaningful look. "Please log in to the three Pokémon messages required for the battle within an hour before the start of the game. If you do not log in after the time limit, you will be deemed to be automatically abstained. If you do not complete the three logins, please arrive at the competition ten minutes before the start of the game, and obey and cooperate with the command and arrangements of the conference referees and the field staff."

After finishing the last few precautions, Merlin exited his login interface, retrieved the identity magnetic card that was spit out, and separated the crowd without saying a word.

After leaving the building and coming to the outdoors, the still cold wind blew on Meilin's body, causing him to shivered slightly. Only then did he realize that his back was soaked in tension and uneasy sweat. The coldness was transmitted to his limbs and bones through his wet spine, making Meilin unable to help but sneeze.

"Well, there is still plenty of time anyway, so let's go back and change your clothes first." After rubbing his nose, Meilin hunched his back again, put his hands in his pockets, and quickly ran towards the contestant's apartment.

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The special dragon suit for the conference, Shinichiro provides friendly support for book friend Situ Chen~ Since it is called the special dragon suit for the conference, then fate seems to be imagined.

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