It is Su Yiliu who can communicate with a large group of steel armored crows, scold them like scolding their grandson, and convince them!

He saw that he had been a child and could smile when facing the gentle Pokémon, and dared to face the violent ones. He should do it and comfort the people who should be comforted!

This guy?

Even when I go to communicate with Pokémon, I have to make a mistake and find a reason. Is it still possible?

Maybe you&@!

Li Xiang felt that the nurseryman in his heart had been desecrated, so when he looked at Li Mingxuan, his eyes were extremely cold.

But the latter had no idea why he reacted so much, and had no way of knowing why he was rated as superior.

Being stared at those cold eyes, Li Mingxuan's heartbeat inexplicably and became nervous.

At this time.

"Small thought."

Abigail stretched out his hand and guided Li Xiang to sit down, then looked at Li Mingxuan, "Director Li, there is nothing wrong with your plan itself, it is you who is wrong."

"I?"

"Yes, you are a pure idealist, you have a theory but don't know how to practice it, which leads to many mistakes and omissions in practice. But the person who pays the bill in the end is not you, but the elves here."

The Abigail language order is extremely conditioned, "Your biggest mistake is to underestimate Pokémon itself. Have you ever considered why your grandpa disagrees with you?"

Li Mingxuan frowned and tapped his fingers on the handrail, as if he was a little anxious.

Abigail didn't care about his emotions and said, "You said Pokémon cooperated with humans. In fact, this is just the result of your own will and self-righteousness."

"Even without the Flaming Roaring Tiger and Heiruga, your plan will only fail. Because, you never thought about Pokémon."

Her dark eyes could see through Li Mingxuan's heart, and also made him feel more depressed.

Considering errors?

Don’t think too much. He can’t even listen to his grandfather’s words. How could he be deafening and heartbroken because of the words of the two students?

He was just thinking about how to solve it, because the situation seemed to be a breakdown.

Seeing this, Abigail and Lee Xiang realized that this guy...at least for now, it was hopeless.

The two looked at each other, and the latter took out his cell phone and called a phone number.

"Sorry, I still want you to do it, here..."

Li Mingxuan looked at Li Xiang in shock, stood up suddenly, and asked, "Who are you talking to? Association? King Mo?"

He thought Li Xiang would use his power to suppress him if he had a disagreement.

However.

Bang!

The door was kicked open!

"Who are you talking to? He is talking to your grandpa, I!"

An old man who looked kind-hearted but had a baseball bat in his hand rushed in!

Behind him was a middle-aged man with a guilty face.

"Grandpa! Director Zhang! Why are you here?"

Li Mingxuan's pupils shrank rapidly and he quickly stood up from the sofa.

Of course, this was found by Li Xiang. Soloak is not the only one in the world who can call his parents, but he can do it, so can he do it?

Since the real master is here.

They can watch the show.

Now.

Then he saw Li Mingxuan avoiding the ball stick waved by the old man, and while hiding, he asked the middle-aged man for help.

"Uncle Zhang! You are pulling my grandfather! His legs and feet are not good. What if he is injured?"

"Mingxuan, you once said that you would give you a chance, so I have never asked about it and hope you can change it yourself."

Director Zhang sighed and said, "It seems that I was wrong now. I indulged you too much, which caused this situation. Fortunately, everything is too early and there is still time to save it."

"Why do you say so much? You don't mess around with it? You just want to do it! I've only been on vacation for a month, so what have you done for me!"

The old man holding the stick was so angry that he was not good at making a comeback, pointing at Li Mingxuan with a ball stick, swearing wildly, making Li Xiang and Abigail stunned.

This old man is so irritable!

"Grandpa! I did this for you!"

Li Mingxuan hid behind the desk and cried wildly, "So many people laughed at you back then. I want them to see who is wrong and who is right!"

"Fnndp! I don't need you to find right or wrong! What do you know? You can even make you tired if you dig a shit. If you stare at the computer all day, what can you stare at it!"

The old man rushed over with a whistle, and then slammed the ball stick on Li Mingxuan's leg.

The guy screamed in pain and jumped around the office with one foot.

The picture is so beautiful.

I can't bear to look at it directly.

Li Xiang and Abigail looked at each other and knew that they would not care about it next, so they walked outside.

When the middle-aged man standing by the door saw them, he said politely: "Thank you very much for your timely reminder. Finally, I discovered it before the fog is turbulent."

These elves organizations have long been closely related to the fog itself, and the so-called one-touching movement of the whole body.

If things continue to ferment, no one knows what will happen.

The association agreed that they would continue to exist.

"What do you plan to deal with him?" Li Xiang asked.

The middle-aged man slowly said: "As for legal issues, it depends on other things... Of course, as the director of the Wudu Conservation Base, I also have dereliction of duty, so I will also quit my job voluntarily."

“Eh?”

"The communication between humans and Pokémon is a long way to go, and it is not enough to just fool it."

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Being a bridge between humans and Pokémon is not only the belief of the ranger, but also the belief of our nurserymen."

An awkward and ambiguous existence is generally disagreeable in society, but sometimes it is impossible to lack them.

This is the nurseryman.

So.

How did the initial nursery emerge?

I guess those who can't be the escorts but still love the elves very much and want to contribute to this world, right?

There is no status as a trainer, no wealth of a breeder, no glory of a coordinated trainer, and no respectable as a ranger.

The nursery is just a group of people who are not very high salaries, working silently in the corner of the city, but are still passionate about Pokémon.

Li Xiang is sincere and respects them.

"Thanks."

He bowed slightly to the middle-aged man and left with Abigail, who nodded to greet him.

...

It was very quiet outside the office.

But not nothing is there.

When Li Xiang and Abigail walked out, they saw the elves divided into two major sects.

The number is so large.

It can be said to be dense, and I don’t know how many of them are there at a glance.

But without exception, they all squatted there quietly, restraining their desire to make a sound, and looked directly at the irritable old man in the office, unwilling to part for a moment.

He was too familiar with these eyes, because the flames roared tigers and they looked at themselves like this.

It is like the admiration of a child, the respect of younger generations, and the support of relatives and friends.

The old man is the center of the world.

What kind of achievement is this?

When Li Xiang saw these elves, he didn't believe that they would be unable to communicate with them.

As long as the old man speaks, these elves will do those things without hesitation.

But it is precisely because of this that the elderly regret them and feel sorry for them.

It is better to go to the association to make trouble and try every reason to let these Pokémon survive in the fog.

Because this is their home long ago!
To be continued...