Chapter 336: The Legend of the Little Golden Man in Padea
He took a leave of absence and was tricked into participating in a competition. Although it was considered voluntary if he looked into it further, Xia Chen was still a little depressed.
Of course, a veteran like Yu Chaohua knows how to win a date with a stick. After dragging Xia Chen to register for the World Youth Championship, he smiled and gave the school's reward for Xia Chen's victory in the Donghuang Youth Competition.
The school's rewards are nothing more than bonuses and points, which are things that can be bought with money, and are not particularly important to Xia Chen.
But something is better than nothing.
Especially the large amount of points awarded is enough to redeem the most expensive quasi-god cub in the points store.
But Xia Chen still had the little Duolong and the newly hatched Niannibao in hand, so he had no idea of cultivating a new quasi-god for the time being, so he gave up on it for the time being.
Anyway, the points won’t go away there, so I’ll wait until I get back from Padiya to see if there are any new ones on the shelves, which are valuable but not marketable.
A wave of rewards from the competition team, and a wave of rewards from the school, winning both championships, relieved some of Xia Chen's depression.
"By the way, if you want to go to Orange Academy, you can go to Principal Clavel. He and I are old friends, and he will take care of you."
Before Xia Chen said goodbye and left, Yu Chaohua gave him a parting gift.
Xia Chen nodded to express his understanding, then walked out of the principal's office and headed to the top floor where the ghost department teacher's office was.
The administrative office building of Beijing University has eighteen floors, and each floor represents an attribute.
I wonder if it is a coincidence that the ghost system happens to be in the most subtle number of eighteen...
Not only that, as soon as Xia Chen went upstairs, he felt an unusual and gloomy atmosphere.
It was broad daylight, but the corridor was terribly dark. There were no windows anywhere, but from time to time, I could feel a cold wind blowing from behind.
There was a vague sound similar to the cry of a baby in the room, which was very much like the place where those urban campus legends took place.
No preparation required, this is the perfect place for horror movie shooting.
It's probably someone like Geng Guimeng who is causing trouble again...
Xia Chen groaned secretly, but on the outside he walked towards Teacher Mo Lan's office calmly.
Having dealt with a scary Gengar, he knew that in this situation, the more scared he showed, the more likely he was to be tricked by the ghost elves.
Fortunately, the ghost elves here belong to teachers, and they won't do too much to the students.
Frightened twice by the cursed doll falling from the ceiling, and once by Mimikyu crawling out from under his feet, Xia Chen arrived at the deepest destination, Teacher Mo Lan's office, without any danger.
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The one who opened the door was the cute Gengar again.
Xia Chen discovered that this elf was the favorite of many ghost-type trainers, and they would almost always bring one in their team.
This is understandable. He is handsome and can fight, and is even more convenient in the wild. Not only can he hide in the shadow of the trainer and act as a personal guard, but he can also stuff his stomach with things to reduce the burden on the trainer.
If he hadn't met a suitable one, Xia Chen would have wanted to raise one himself.
"Gengar?"
Geng Gui tilted his head and asked Xia Chen why he was here. His chubby body tightly blocked the half-open door, firmly guarding the safety of the trainer.
Xia Chen nodded politely and said with a smile: "I am a student of Teacher Mo Lan. My name is Xia Chen. I came to see her for something. You can ask Teacher Mo Lan. She should have some impression of me."
As soon as he finished speaking, Gengar stared at Xia Chen with its big blood-red eyes in surprise, as if he had heard something about him.
"Gengar!"
The half-closed door opened, and Geng Gui stepped out of the way, indicating that Xia Chen could go in directly.
It seems that Teacher Molan must have mentioned me in private, but I don't know whether it was good or bad...
Feeling Geng Gui's cold glance, Xia Chen felt that something was wrong.
It's normal. After all, he made up some nonsense about "Ghost Yin Bu", and Teacher Mo Lan must have been studying it for a long time.
As a result, the ghost Yinbu became the ghost Zoroark, which meant that all her research for a long time was in vain.
With sincere apologies, Xia Chen followed Geng Gui into Teacher Mo Lan's office.
This is more like a library than an office.
Under the dim light, at a glance, there were only books.
Xia Chen saw Teacher Mo Lan, who had heavy dark circles under her eyes and looked like she had smoky makeup, in the "Padiya Regional Documents" area.
She looked up at the uninvited guest with sleepy and dazed eyes. She was stunned for a while before realizing who the visitor was.
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"Xia Chen?"
From these two words of Teacher Mo Lan, Xia Chen heard surprise, surprise, doubt, and...a slight resentment.
The word "resentment" may be a bit strong, but it can express the emotion of Teacher Mo Lan - like a child who was deceived that there is a real Santa Claus in the world and then discovered the truth.
"Teacher, I was wrong!"
Xia Chen bowed ninety degrees to apologize, and presented the gift he had prepared for a long time, a Q-version doll of the ghost Zoroark.
This was specially made by someone before Xia Chen came to Beijing. It may be a bit naive for primary school students, but it should be just right for Teacher Mo Lan.
"Do you think I'm a child? Do you like such childish things?"
Teacher Mo Lan's eyes were shining, but her mouth was still hard.
Xia Chen has his own way of dealing with this kind of arrogance.
He said helplessly: "Teacher, this is specially made for you. If you don't want it, I don't know what to do."
If it was a person who was really angry and didn't want the doll, her answer would definitely be "throw it away." However, Teacher Mo Lan performed a series of standard tsundere moves.
She lowered her eyes slightly, but the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, and reached out to take the doll.
"There's really nothing I can do against you, so I'll accept it reluctantly..."
Xia Chen breathed a sigh of relief. Since he accepted the apology gift, half of the purpose of coming here this time was achieved.
The remaining half will naturally be given to Zoroark himself.
While Teacher Mo Lan was playing with the dolls, Xia Chen quietly took out the Poké Ball containing Zoroark.
The white light flashed away, and a slightly hunched gray-white humanoid demon fox appeared in the small space.
"Ghost Zoroark!"
Teacher Mo Lan, who was jumping around with a doll, looked like a child at an amusement park.
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"Sorry, Teacher Molan, I said that just for Zoroark. You also know that there are many bad people in this world, and not everyone loves ghost elves as purely as you do."
As the saying goes, you can wear everything you wear, but you can never wear flattery.
After a set of three axes came down, Teacher Mo Lan had completely put all her resentment behind her.
After all, the main reason why she was angry was Xia Chen's deception, not that Ghost Zoroark was inferior to Ghost Yin Bu or something.
"Don't do anything like deceiving the teacher again next time."
Teacher Mo Lan said this as if teaching primary school students not to lie, which also meant that she had completely forgiven Xia Chen.
Xia Chen also satisfied her desire for education and nodded obediently like a primary school student.
After the matter was over, Xia Chen also relaxed and looked around at Mo Lan's "office environment". There were rows of neatly arranged bookshelves that were as high as the ceiling.
He asked casually: "Do you usually read here when you don't have classes?"
Mo Lan didn't stop stroking the furry Zoroark, and replied: "Yes, the mysteries of ghost elves are endless. Grandma has never finished studying them in her entire life. This is also my hobby.
and a lifelong pursuit.”
"The reason why most ghost elves originally formed is still an unsolved mystery. For example, the little wood spirits are said to be born from the souls of children who got lost and died, but no one has ever witnessed it with their own eyes. Another example is the small wood spirits.
Snow Witch..."
When talking about ghost elves, Teacher Mo Lan seemed to have changed into a different person. He immediately transformed into the most knowledgeable doctor of ghost elves and started talking.
Maybe because she was usually lonely and had no one to talk to, she just chatted randomly when she caught Xia Chen.
Seeing that Teacher Mo Lan was out of control like a flood that burst a dam, Xia Chen quickly interrupted.
"By the way, teacher, I'm going to travel to the Padya region in a while, so I won't be able to attend class. I'd like to ask for a leave of absence from you."
Mo Lan waved his hand casually and said: "Oh, it's okay, you're welcome, let's continue talking about the single sword sheath... Wait, where did you just say you were going?"
After reacting, Molan was stunned and repeated: "Padia region?"
Xia Chen nodded and asked curiously: "Yes, what happened to the Padia area?"
After thinking for a moment, Mo Lan said to Geng Gui beside him: "Gui Gui, go and get me the "Padia Chi"."
"Gengar!"
The neckless Gengar reluctantly made a nod, then floated up gently, flew to the upper bookshelf, and took down an ancient and heavy book.
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"Thanks, Guigui."
Teacher Mo Lan took the book, turned to a certain page of this thick ancient book with familiarity, and said: "I happened to be studying the local chronicles of the Padia region recently. Look here."
Xia Chen looked curiously and saw a very eye-catching sentence on it.
"The author has heard of strange legends about the "Treasure Chest Man" in many places. Most of them appear in warehouses or antique shops. People who are approached by the Treasure Chest Man will be involuntarily obsessed with coins.
Instead, you have to hand it over to the treasure chest villain. As long as you encounter it, you will always be controlled by it and it will be difficult to escape. Another version of the legend is that it is a villain carrying a coin. It is very fast. As long as it is
If someone approaches, he will immediately run away. The author believes that this [Treasure Box Man] is also a type of Warcraft, but it is too hidden and is often ignored by people as cargo."
Xia Chen nodded secretly. What this paragraph describes should be the very rare and mysterious ghost elf Suo Cai Ling in the Padia region.
Because it has no evolved form, has no combat effectiveness, and is very difficult to tame, almost no trainers will tame it.
Speaking of which, this book is quite old.
Warcraft...this was the name given to elves hundreds of years ago, right?
After withdrawing his thoughts, Xia Chen continued to read. He knew that this was definitely not the only thing that could attract Teacher Mo Lan's attention.
Turning the page gently, the next page recorded: "However, in Gulin Town, a place rich in gold, the author heard another legend. According to legend, someone saw a creature covered in gold coins near the gold mine.
Golden villain! But this man is a gambling addict. People around him only think that he is losing money and suffering from hysteria. No one takes his description seriously. The author is not sure, but just records it for future reference.
People’s reference.”
This ends this local history of Gulin Town.
Xia Chen raised his head thoughtfully and looked at Teacher Mo Lan.
Mo Lan introduced: "This was when the Pardean Empire was at its most powerful a thousand years ago. The people sent by Nevin Moore III collected and compiled books in various places in Pardea. Regardless of their credibility, the compilers were loyal to them.
It recorded the history and legends of the place that he was responsible for. Unfortunately, the treasure of disaster later caused great disasters in various parts of the Padia region. This local chronicle was destroyed by fire before it could spread. The one I have is,
Maybe it’s an only copy.”
"So, maybe only I know the legend of this little golden man... Oh, and now I also have to add you."
Teacher Mo Lan smiled slightly and said, "How about it? What do you think of the secret of this little golden man?"
Xia Chen guessed: "The evolved form of Suo Cailing?"
Teacher Mo Lan affirmed, "If that gambler is not hysterical, I think the chance is not small. After all, there are very few elves in the elf world who have no evolved form but are very weak."
Who said that, there are also speaker crickets...
Xia Chen complained silently in his heart.
Ah, no, because of its weakness, we forgot that it evolved from Master En.
After evolving for a while, it still only has more than 300 racial values, and there is no way to evolve again. Looking at the illustrated book, I can't find the second one...
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"I... don't like to go out. Don't you happen to be traveling to the Padia region? If possible, would you like to help me find out whether this legend is true or false? If the evolved form of Suo Cai Ling is really discovered,
I will definitely thank you very much!”
Recalling Teacher Mo Lan's instructions, Xia Chen rubbed his brows in distress while sitting on the plane heading to Desotai City.
What is certain is that, except for that local chronicle, there is no record of the "Golden Man" appearing in the wild in the Padia region.
The Suo Cai Ling is already rare and difficult to catch, but we still need to study the ethereal evolutionary path that we don’t know exists?
This life is not easy...
Forget it, it will take a long time for Nian Nian Bao to evolve into Nian Meilong anyway. During this free period, I just want to try to tame a Suo Cai Ling and study it.
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It can also be regarded as a small goal set for myself by traveling to the Padya region.
Putting away his thoughts and looking at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window, Xia Chen entered a deep meditation mode.
The Donghuang area and the Padia area are extremely far apart, and a flight can take up to eight hours.
Breathing in and out, the mind is clear, and the consciousness is blurred. It seems like only a few seconds have passed, and it seems like a few days have passed.
Xia Chen, who was in deep meditation, was gently awakened by the spiritual power of Gardevoir.
A notification sound came from the speaker.
"Dear passengers, the plane is about to arrive at Zuotai Orange Airport. There may be some bumps during the landing. Please do not..."