Bang, bang, bang...

The strange sound of impact woke up Muk'er who was taking a nap on the branch. It opened its eyes angrily and slapped its chubby wings twice, "Mku!"

Mker used his brown and black bird beak to strand the light gray feathers on his abdomen, trying to make himself more majestic and domineering.

"Mku~"

After being satisfied, Mkel flapped his wings and quietly approached towards the source of the sound of "bang, bang, bang".

It circled around and locked the target, and was an Ibrahimovic!

“Mku?”

Mkr stopped at the treetops, hid cleverly behind the leaves, watched the situation through the gaps, and ‘sighted the enemy’.

I saw a hole in the grass ahead, and Ibrahimovic kept jumping out of the bottom of the hole and then jumping down. The humans next to the hole went down from time to time to dig a few shovels of soil with shovels.

Seeing the hole getting deeper and deeper, finally, when I made a leap, although Ibrahimovic's front paws grabbed the hole, the second half of her body was still hanging in the air. Her hind paw kicked, showing her sharp claws and stuck on the wall of the hole.

Ibrahimovic wanted to climb up, but the unwillingness that surged in her heart made her loose her claws and let herself fall into the pit.

"Although Ibrahimovic likes to be clever, she is actually very arrogant in her heart."

Dongmi nodded secretly.

Trainers also need a spirit of 'craftsmanship' that cannot be tolerated.

A slight difference can lead to a thousand miles of mistakes.

Once you make do, there will be a second, third, or even countless times, and the final result is: failure!

Dongmi could even imagine what would happen if I was fighting a big rock snake, Ibrahimovic was aiming at the top of the big rock snake's head, but because of a mistake, his lower body hung in front of the big rock snake's snake's snake's snake's mouth.

When fighting, your opponent will not pay for your mistakes.

"Mku!!"

After observing for a long time, Mkr on the branch was about to teach Ibrahimovic a lesson and let her know that she was not so fat!

It secretly moved behind Ibrahimovic, spread its wings, ready to attack.

However……

"Boy!!"

At the bottom of the pit, Ibrahimovic saw his beautiful big tail full of soil, and the hole wall was snatched a few scratches from the popped claws. She hugged her big tail with distress, "Buye..."

She kicked the cave wall a few more times, puffed up her cheeks and stared at the hole in anger: Sooner or later, she would jump up to this broken pit, and then shook her big tail to express her contempt for it.

As a bird elf, Mker has excellent eyesight. He looked at the "fearing" scratches on the cave wall, and the chubby bird's head subconsciously shrank.

It looked at the 'fury' Ibrahimovic again, and its extended wings slowly closed.

In the end, the 'magnanimous' Mkel decided to spare Ibrahimovic. He buried the bird's head in the fluffy feathers on his abdomen. When he closed his eyes, he told himself: Fat Mkel should have a broad mind.

The world is so beautiful, but I am so irritable. It’s not good, why not have a sleep first?

Teach Ibrahimovic that can do it tomorrow, so why do you have to do what you can do tomorrow?

Bang, bang, bang—

Once, twice, three times... I don’t know how many times I jumped, but Ibrahimovic finally jumped from the bottom of the pit to the grass.

"Boy!!"

Although his legs and feet were sore and his whole body was covered in dust, Ibrahimovic was full of energy.

"Don't move, I'll boil the hot water."

Dongmi carried Ibrahimovic into a blue bathtub and picked up the soap to bathe her.

Ibrahimovic was not afraid of water, but instead soaked his whole body in hot water and shouted with pleasure, "Boho~"

As Dongmi scrubbed her body with soap, Ibrahimovic felt itchy, "Buye, Buye~"

She couldn't help but shake her long brown ears, and a few drops of soap foam hit Dongmi's face.

After rubbing soap with his arms, Tomoya continued to bathe and massage Ibrahimovic.

While on Iron Island, he asked Miss Joey for massage methods. Although he was not as good as a professional Pokémon breeder, he was always better than an outsider.

"Buye~buye~"

Enjoying Dongya's massage, Ibrahimovic played with bubbles for a while. She stared at the white bubbles at the tip of her nose curiously. With a "pop", the bubbles burst. She blinked and couldn't help but yawn, her eyes were blurred.

After changing three basins of hot water in a row, Dongmi washed Ibrahimovic clean.

He held a portable hair dryer in one hand and a red comb in the other to help Ibrahimovic care for his hair.

Ibrahimovic pulled Dongmi's neck with his claws and slept soundly.

Putting Ibrahimovic in a tent, Dongmi recorded the height of the pit by moonlight, two meters and five meters.

The training results were even better than he thought.

The physical speed of an elf is definitely inseparable from jumping power. Frog jumping can not only train jumping power, but also physical strength, perseverance, and even the most critical breathing rhythm.

"The progress in the early stage will be very fast, but in the later stage, it will be quite difficult to make progress by one centimeter or even one millimeter."

This is just like the Olympics, the world Guinness record, athletes compete for that millimeter, one tenth of a second.

Dongmi improved Ibrahimovic's observation records a little more. He closed the diary and carefully took out Pluto's research notes and studied them.

He didn't notice that in the tent, as Ibrahimovic breathed and sucked, wisps of black mist appeared from the red comb and was sucked into her body.

When he fell asleep, Dongmi played with Ibrahimovic's milky white tail tip with her index finger, and a thought suddenly popped up in her mind:

If I can really enter the body of an elf, experience the use of skills, the flow of energy... Is there any better way to understand the principles of moves and use techniques than this?

"Is the elf cultivation game..."

Dongmi was moved and was ready to find a suitable time to try it out.

He yawned, took out his broken cell phone to set the alarm, and fell asleep with his longing for the future.

The next day, after getting up and washing up, Dongmi prepared breakfast, while Ibrahimovic teased the fish fry by the river, making excitement sounds from time to time.

After dinner, Dongmi took Ibrahimovic to the entrance of the pit to continue training.

He didn't know how long Ibrahimovic's enthusiasm could last. It was easy to break through the limits and feel self-fulfilling.

But in the later stage, if you practice hard for more than ten days, you may not improve by a centimeter. At that time, Ibrahimovic's intelligence may become a "hindrance" in training.

Most smart people will look for shortcuts and be good at being lazy, and so will elves.

When the elves lack motivation, how to push them is also something that trainers should consider.

Chicken soup doesn't work every time.

Listening to the sound of "bang, bang, bang", Mker opened a pair of panda eyes.

angry!

This time it was really angry!

It’s not enough to disturb people’s dreams at night, so you don’t let the birds sleep in the early morning!

It stared at Ibrahimovic below fiercely, and made up its mind to take revenge!

Muke took a deep breath, shaking his wings, and then flapping twice.

It screamed with all its strength:

"Mkuer--!!"

Bang.

“Mku——!”

Bang.

“Mku…”

Bang.

...
Chapter completed!