Chapter 208 This place... is Washui.

Xu Qiansu frowned, the hand hanging by her side suddenly tightened, and then she suddenly opened her eyes, "Vulpix!"

The bright moon hung high in the sky, and the disc-like silver moon came into his eyes through the gaps in the branches of the trees.

The watery moonlight spreads on the ground, and there seems to be a faint fluorescent light emerging.

Xu Qiansu looked at her outstretched right hand...it had clear joints but was covered with scars. However, the wound had stopped bleeding and even scabbed, and she could smell a smell...like a wound medicine, but more pungent and bitter.

Xu Qiansu didn't have time to think about it, the empty feeling in his arms made him a little worried... Where is Vulpix? Her Poké Ball is damaged, it should be in my arms?

He held his hands on the ground and tried to stand up, but after sitting for a long time, his whole body was weak and his legs were sore, making him stumble.

"Huh!?"

Xu Qiansu was slightly startled...Huh? Which Pokémon's cry is this? Isn't that what Vulpix calls it?

He stood up and supported the tree trunk. He heard the sound and looked around. The evening wind blew by, and the illusive fireflies in the sky were slightly fluttering, but there was no Pokémon.

This is...a forest?

Where's the forest?

Xu Qiansu didn't think about it. He touched his lower back, trying to confirm the safety of Kirulian, the small marsupial and the vine snake... He didn't touch anything. Their pokeballs were gone...

Xu Qiansu's hand holding the tree exerted slight force, subconsciously mobilizing the power of the waveguide in her body.

Click————

The wood chips shattered, and a handprint appeared on the tree trunk.

Xu Qiansu took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down.

After this period of special training, Kirulian and the others have improved rapidly in strength, and they will never encounter a life-threatening crisis casually... But what if they were captured by a Pokémon experimental facility like Hass Cobb... And

Miss Ma Li, I don’t know if she was injured...

Xu Qiansu took another deep breath and forced herself to calm down for the second time.

If so, they have no reason to let him go... It should be because it was lost accidentally.

Miss Marli will probably be protected by Morubeke and the others who have reacted, and she will not be seriously injured.

I hope that the quality of the Poké Ball is not good enough to break it, so that the Pokémon can come out... But it seems that the Pokémon can choose to come out of the Poké Ball on its own, but Kirulian and the others have never done so.

…

Xu Qiansu frowned. There was no point in thinking about this at this time. The top priority was to confirm the current time, place and situation before he could find the Pokémon. Otherwise, wandering around like a headless fly would only consume unnecessary energy and time.

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He lowered his eyes and looked at himself for a few times. In addition to the elf ball, everything such as keys, watches, and some cash had also been lost. Fortunately, his cell phone and backpack were still there... In the backpack were the supplies he had prepared for outdoor living.

He took out his cell phone, but there was no response no matter how hard he pressed it... It must have been burned by the flames.

However... there are no traces of burns on his body...

Xu Qiansu pondered for a moment, put the phone away, and then turned her head to look.

Less than ten meters away, there was an ordinary bush.

Xu Qiansu looked back and looked at her right hand, which was covered in wounds from breaking the glass... It was obvious that medicine had been used, but the technique was not very good, and there were still some residual marks on the skin next to the wounds.

He turned his head and looked towards the trees again.

After a moment, he looked away again, took out a can of elf food from his backpack, opened it, put it on the spot, and then left the place.

…

five hours ago.

The dim light of the setting sun caresses from the sky, slowly passing through the lush tree branches, showing patches of mottled light and shadow on the grass.

The air in early spring is moist and slightly warm.

A small gray fox about 0.6 meters tall and well-proportioned was stepping on the soft grass, sniffing the ground with the tip of its nose, looking for some tree fruits to eat.

It's not quite accurate to say it's a fox.

Its neck is wrapped with white hair like a scarf, its tail is pure white, fluffy and cute, and even its head is covered with a ball of pure white hair that looks like a ball of cotton. A pair of golden eyes are bright and gorgeous, but with a little...

timidly shrinking.

Zoroa, but not Zoroa.

On the one hand, it's heterochromatic.

On the one hand, it lived 1,000 years ago from modern times and is an ancient species of Zoroa. It can also be called Zoroa - the green form.

On the one hand, Zoroa is a ghost turned into a resentful Pokémon that was persecuted to death by humans and other Pokémon... And this Zoroa was born from an egg, has a mother, and has not been persecuted, so it is

I don’t know what resentment is…

The evidence is that, as a manifestation of resentment, the tips of the hair on Zoroa's neck and forehead should have been blue and float upward, but this Zoroa's fur has only a slight hint of light blue... Bye

As a result, this Zoroa is undoubtedly much weaker than the average Zoroa, and it cannot even master the racial skill 'Transformation'.

It is worth mentioning that the Zoroa species is not a social Pokémon, so this Zoroa had just gone through its growth period when it was asked by its mother to live independently in the wild.

This kind of request is actually very unreasonable, because compared to the same race, this Zoroa is smaller in stature, weaker in physical fitness, and has just gone through the growth period... It is one month younger than the small marsupial, completely

All like a little kid.

But Soraya's mother naturally had her own considerations in doing this...perhaps because in the world 1,000 years ago, the concept of survival of the fittest and survival of the fittest was more deeply rooted in the hearts of wild Pokémon than in modern times.

Soraya's mother cannot protect it for the rest of its life...sooner or later it will have to face the pressure of survival alone.

Soraya understood this truth, so although he couldn't bear to leave his mother in his heart, he still left his home where he had lived for more than a month and embarked on a journey alone.

Today is the fourth day since it left home.

……hungry.

Find something to eat first.

Zoroa sniffed here and there, and in the end he actually smelled an extremely alluring aroma... He couldn't learn 'transformation', but he had more outstanding abilities in other areas.

It followed the smell, climbed over boulders, flowed through streams, and got into the bushes. Finally, under a tree, it saw an unconscious human being...

Humanity!?

Zoroa hurriedly retreated into the grass to hide his body, trembling all over and feeling extremely frightened.

I heard from my mother that humans are the most evil and violent race in the world. They have a hundred ways to eat foxes, steamed, grilled, boiled, sliced, skewered... What else is there? I can’t remember.

, it’s scary anyway!

I also heard my mother say that whenever you encounter a human being, whether an adult or a child, you should run away directly and don't look back!

Zoroa wanted to run away, but when he met a human for the first time in his life, his limbs trembled, his whole body became weak, and he couldn't run at all, so he could only huddle in the bushes and tremble.

But...it smells so good~

It subconsciously moved its little nose again. After all, the child's curious nature and appetite slightly defeated the mother's warning, and it quietly poked its little head out of the bushes and looked at the human.

Red jacket, white underwear and black trousers... Well, the clothing is very different from the humans in this world, but Zoroa has never seen other humans.

But he saw this human being with his eyes closed, leaning against a tree, his head hanging down. The setting sun on the horizon reflected some dust in the forest, and sprinkled it diagonally around his body... Based on Zoroa's experience, he could only feel,

This scene is very relatable, and this human doesn't seem to be as scary as my mother said.

The point is, it smells really good~

Zoroa observed for a moment, his pure white fluffy tail lying nervously on the ground, and then he took the first step slowly.

There was no movement.

Soraya breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but still stared at the human man warily... and then took the second step.

Still no movement.

Soraya continued to move forward, one step after another. The distance was less than ten meters, and it took him almost half an hour.

As the distance got closer, Sorok's little heart beat faster and faster, but until it walked in front of humans, nothing happened.

It breathed a sigh of relief, and its cute big tail that had been lying on the ground finally started to shake slightly.

Soraya looked up at this human's face... Based on his experience, he couldn't tell the difference between humans. He just thought they all looked the same.

Therefore, it just glanced at it and then looked away, then moved the tip of its nose slightly, following the scent, and looked towards... the human backpack.

Naturally, it doesn't think humans are delicious, and it doesn't think about eating humans. It's just satisfied if it can have a piece of fruit to eat.

Suddenly, the tip of its nose moved slightly.

A faint smell of blood was mixed in the aroma... Until this distance, Zoroa could barely smell it.

It turned its head and looked, only to see that the human's right hand was covered with scars, hanging limply on the ground, and the blood had soaked the surrounding grass red.

Zoroa glanced at the human again, immediately took a few steps back, turned around suddenly, and slipped into the grass without knowing where he was going.

…

After another half hour passed since Xu Qiansu left, a deliberately suppressed swallowing sound finally came from the bushes.
To be continued...