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And that meteorite is most likely to be with the Rockets...
Forget it, I probably won't be able to help Deoxys for a while.
You don't need to think about it to know that Team Rocket's supervision of meteorites is definitely the highest level.
Perhaps second only to Mewtwo's research, if they are carrying out this plan...
In this case, there is essentially no difference between bravely breaking into Team Rocket's base and entering the Padian Pit.
They all had a narrow escape from death.
The bad news is that the meteorite is with them. Maybe the Deoxys in the hands of the Rockets can wake up earlier?
These are not issues that Xia Chen should be concerned about at this level. He only told Sirona the situation.
She is the only person in the world that she completely trusts and has the ability to handle this matter.
Of course, the latter is actually not certain.
But if Sirona can't handle it, no one else can.
Sister Zhulan on the video call pondered for a long time, and finally said that she would pay attention to this matter, but could not guarantee anything else.
Xia Chen also understood that after all, Team Rocket was not a dark organization operating in the Sinnoh region. If the Sinnoh champion could still manage matters in the Kanto City area, there would be big trouble.
Therefore, matters related to these two extraterrestrial visitors can only be put aside for the time being.
Xia Chen felt that he had made the greatest contribution to the world by not letting both Deoxys fall into the hands of the Rockets.
Putting away his memories, Xia Chen chatted with Deoxys for a while to get closer, then went into the kitchen to make breakfast for the whole family.
This is the bad thing about the elf world. Although there are indeed more warm companionships, raising a large group of elves is really a laborious task.
If nothing else, the time and energy spent on cooking every day is not simple.
Of course, with Xia Chen's current financial resources, it would be no problem to go out to eat every time or hire a dedicated chef, but Xia Chen still likes to do it himself in this matter.
As a cook, letting the people and elves you like gain happiness from your cooking is a happy thing in itself.
But the price of happiness is that Xia Chen spends three or four hours on cooking every day.
If there is Mingyi or Sirona at home, the time will be extended even more. After all, this is not a matter of one more person, but a team of elves.
If three people live together in the future, wouldn’t it be super doubled?
Wait, how could I have such dangerous thoughts?
Xia Chen quickly stopped this reverie that made his heart beat faster and settled down to cook.
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After breakfast was done, Mingyi and the other elves just woke up and came out to wash up and eat.
"Good morning, Xia Chen."
Mingyi, who was wearing a dress embroidered with rattan and snake patterns, seemed to have not slept well, and was so sleepy that she yawned.
Xia Chen took off his apron, handed Ming Yi a bowl of slow-boiled hot seafood porridge, and asked, "Did you not sleep well last night?"
"call--"
Mingyi blew into the hot porridge, and the hot air wafted along with the fragrance, covering her slightly red cheeks.
"It's...it's okay, I didn't do anything weird."
Xia Chen shook his head speechlessly. This girl never told lies. The translated meaning of this sentence is, "I didn't sleep well because I did something strange last night."
As for what strange things happened, Xia Chen had no idea.
Ming Yi guiltily changed the subject and said: "Ah, by the way, I have an early morning today, so I won't be with you later. You can go around the school by yourself."
Xia Chen nodded and replied: "It's okay, go ahead and go, I'll just go find your principal."
Before coming, Yu Chaohua mentioned to him Clavel, the principal of Orange College. Although he didn't want to seek any care, Xia Chen should go and visit him.
After breakfast, Mingyi took the elves out to go to class. Xia Chen also joined her on the way. The principal's office was on top of the castle-like teaching building.
There were people coming and going on the road from the dormitory area to the teaching building, including men, women, old and young, but what they had in common was that they were all wearing uniforms of the college.
From time to time, you can see an old man with a sloppy beard and a beer belly wearing a youthful school uniform. He looks funny but also awe-inspiring.
This is the true embodiment of the spirit of endless learning!
Therefore, the uncle is not unconventional. On the contrary, Xia Chen, who is not wearing a school uniform, is very conspicuous. Coupled with the fellow elf Gardevoir beside him, his return rate is close to 100%.
Facing everyone's envious gazes, Xia Chen came to the principal's office on the top of the building.
After knocking on the door three times, a slightly serious voice came from the room.
"Please come in."
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Xia Chen pushed the door open and walked in. In the elegantly decorated office, there sat a thin old man wearing an orange uniform.
The old man wears glasses. Although his hair is white, his face is energetic and energetic. Two words can describe his overall temperament: gentleman.
This is the current principal of Orange College, Clavell.
Clavel stopped what he was doing and looked up at the strange visitor, with a trace of doubt in his eyes.
"Who are you..."
Xia Chen introduced himself: "Hello, principal, my name is Xia Chen. I come from Shangjing University in the Donghuang area. I heard the principal mentioned you before leaving, so I came here to visit you."
Clavel said in surprise: "Are you Xia Chen? Come, sit down and talk."
Although he couldn't be recognized at a glance from his appearance, Xia Chen was still quite famous, so Clavel was naturally impressed.
Guests and hosts followed suit, Xia Chen walked into the room and sat at Clavel's table.
"What do you want to drink? Is black tea okay?"
Xia Chen smiled and nodded, "Just make your arrangements."
As soon as he finished speaking, the black teapot on the table suddenly floated up, and then a cup of steaming black tea was poured into the teacup.
This is not a super power, nor is it a supernatural event, but because the teapot is a horror pot.
To be precise, the Bansi pot is the black tea in the pot, and the whole pot is just the carrier.
This was the first time Xia Chen saw this elf. While it was novel, he couldn't help but worry about a problem.
Can I drink this thing...
Clavell saw Xia Chen's doubts and said with a smile: "The black tea from the Weisi Pot is not only drinkable, but also good for people's health. You see, I am thirty years old and I am still so energetic just because I drink it every day."
Drink tea from the pot of fear."
Xia Chen silently looked at Clavel's pale hair and the loose skin on his face, and slowly lowered the hand that originally held the tea cup.
Clavell laughed loudly: "I'm just kidding. In your Donghuang terms, I'm almost 70 years old, but the tea from the Bisi Pot is indeed drinkable and very delicious."
Xia Chen shook his head and smiled bitterly in his heart. Unexpectedly, a principal who looked serious and serious on the outside was actually a lively old naughty boy.
It's no wonder that he and his crooked principal got together... However, after all the farce, they did become a lot more friendly.
Xia Chen complained silently and took a sip of the steaming black tea.
It has a sweet and mellow aroma, a long-lasting flavor, and a faint and peculiar aroma like some kind of tree fruit.
Even though Xia Chen doesn't know much about tea, he can still say that the tea is good.
The lid of the teapot was opened, and a magical elf made of brownish-red liquid with a nose and eyes appeared, which was the body of the Horror Teapot.
Bisi Pot looked at Xia Chen proudly, as if asking, "Are you sure you don't want to refill this delicious tea?"
However, Xia Chen declined, "No, thank you..."
It tastes good, but even if I drink an elf, I always feel something weird.
