Chapter 342 I am Xinyue III

The deepest part of the Quartz Plateau, on the west side, is the headquarters of the Kanto Pokémon League and the venue for the start of the Quartz Conference.

In the past, the elders of the alliance directly expanded the area from the headquarters and built several arenas and auditoriums, which became the appearance of today's conference venues.

And tomorrow is the official opening day of the Quartz Conference.

Although there is still one day before the official start of the competition, many tourists and trainers have entered the entrance one after another, whispering to each other, and it is very lively.

But now the focus is not on the main field, but on the outside.

At this moment, in a remote corner outside the Quartz Alliance, an old man was standing there alone with his hands on his back, wandering a few steps from time to time, and looking up at the sky, as if he was waiting for something.

The old man was rather short in stature, wearing red work clothes that were friendly to the people, with white hair all over his head, and even under his chin and nasal cavity were covered with white beards, hanging down like a mop, looking like an albino mutant from a distance. The color is lion-like, a little wild.

It's just that the face and eyes are quite kind and kind, giving people a sense of intimacy.

Dama Lanqi, the general manager of this Quartz Conference, is in his sixtieth year, but he is still full of energy, able to hold a regional-scale conference in an orderly manner.

No matter how he treats everyone with a smiling face, passers-by may not understand it, but anyone who knows a little bit about the history of the Pokémon League knows that this old man is not simple.

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"Huh? Are you back?"

Hearing the sound of wings fluttering in the sky, Damalanchi smiled, stepped back a few steps, and left an open space in front of him.

"Beep!"

In the next second, a giant bird with raging flames at the end of its feathers appeared high above the sky. It carried an aura of aloof gods on its body. The sound bursts, stirring up wind and sand.

At the limit distance, it stretched its wide flame wings again, and the air waves and sparks scattered for a while, before finally landing firmly.

The posture is elegant, and the movements are natural. Obviously, it is the signature landing movement that has been practiced for a long time. The black iron ball was caught off guard before, so it did not pose this way.

It is the flame bird who is working for the Pokémon League.

"Hehe...Flame Bird, I thought you fell asleep again..."

"Beep!"

Damaranche smiled lightly, and the flame bird also chirped to indicate that one person and one bird were old acquaintances.

"How about it, have you gained any good results these days...?"

Damaranci walked a few steps forward with a smile, stretched out his palm, and wanted to rub the latter's face.

The online speculation is actually true. The task of the flame bird is to tour around the week before the start of the game, to build momentum for the competition, and to discover talents for the alliance through random battles. This is an old tradition.

"Beep beep..."

Unexpectedly, this action seemed to trigger some taboo. The flame bird's body trembled suddenly, and the flame feathers were almost wiped out. of fear.

Damaranch: "?"

His gesture of raising his hand was suffocated.

He used to touch the latter's face like this in the past, why is the other party acting like a frightened chicken today?

Flamingo shook his head, and only then came to his senses. Although the gesture of raising his hand was somewhat similar, the person in front of him was his partner for many years, not that woman.

"Beep..."

Immediately, it stood alone on one foot, bent its claws, took out a piece of white square paper from the gap between its feathers, and handed it to Damaranche.

This is a 7.8 inch photo.

In the photo, there is a brown-haired girl with a steamed bun face and a white sun hat. She looks sweet and smiles sweetly at the camera.

The props carried by the flame bird - Xiaolan's photo.

"Oh~ Is this the talent trainer you discovered this time? Did you prepare a photo this year? She's still a cute little girl."

Damalan looked at the girl in the photo with a smile, secretly thinking about who it was.

"Beep..."

The flame bird just shook his head, and uttered a low voice, the sound made Damalanchi's face change on the spot.

They have been old friends for many years, and they have a bond of cooperation. They can barely understand the language between one person and one bird. He understands the meaning of the flame bird.

The meaning is very simple.

"I won't work anymore. I have found my master, and I want to wander around the world with her."

Damaranch: "?"

Is this suddenly subdued?

You must know that he protects the flame bird with the alliance's special partner agreement device. Most people should stop after seeing the protection mechanism after losing the ball, knowing that this is a domestic bird.

Could it be that someone like Pokémon Hunter forcibly broke this membrane?

"Beep..."

"You said it was this girl who subdued you?"

Damalan's expression changed again, and he looked at the photo in his hand. The girl in the photo is estimated to be only in her early 10s. At the age of 10, she already has such a strong ability to subdue the flame bird? !

tortoise...

He took a few breaths to calm himself down.

Damalan has made an agreement with Flamingo, it is only a temporary part-time job, and it can leave anytime when it meets a suitable trainer, and it is not bound to be a lifelong laborer.

"..."

He stroked his beard and was silent for a while.

She didn't even call her a trainer, she just called her a master. It seems that this young girl is doing a good job of making the proud flame bird willing to be called such a respectful name...

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"In that case, I won't force you to stay, but this will always be your home, and you can come back anytime."

After thinking for a moment, Damalanchi just gave a wry smile, with a bit of tenderness and reluctance in his eyes, and raised his hand to gently rub the round face of the flame bird.

The two are old friends, and he knows that if he chooses to lose the ball before, the flame bird will not reject him.

But he was already in his sixtieth year, and he couldn't let the Flame Bird, who was in his prime, reach a higher level. Damalan didn't dare to lose the ball because he was afraid that he would waste the Flame Bird's talent.

Let it test the trainers everywhere before the start of the tournament, and also has the purpose of finding a master worthy of entrustment.

"It seems that you found it, so don't worry."

"Beep..."

The Flame Bird nodded, and lightly touched Dama Lanqi's beard with his head, that lofty divine bird posture, at the moment, seemed a little gentle like a child.

"Oh, that girl has already started to teach you tactics, practice doubles with the body of flames and Ditto, it sounds so powerful, I can't understand it at all... But I can rest assured like this , you will definitely become the strongest flame bird..."

One person and one bird are still communicating cordially...

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"Oh? Did you find a lot of highly qualified trainers this time?"

"Beep beep..."

Although reluctant to give up, the business still has to continue. The flame bird wandered around this plateau for more than a week, but it really met a lot of qualified trainers.

"Yimu, a Pokémon that is good at using ground attributes. It's pretty good... um... is it ground attributes?"

"Kikusuke? I remember this young man is the grandson of Kikuko, but he is about the same age..."

"Ahong...he's pretty good..."

"A trainer named Abin disgusted you...? Hehe..."

"Hikawa Kujo...? This surname is somewhat familiar..."

When it came to the last trainer, Damalan's expression changed.

"Two Xiaozhi from the real new town?"

Flamingo: "?"

It nodded, the fire-breathing dragon used by Xiaozhi is quite strong, and the trainer also has brains.

Another water arrow turtle used by Xiaozhi was very dirty, and the trainer was even dirtier. He beat himself up and ran away. He must avenge his revenge.

But the strange thing is, as soon as he thought of revenge, he and Xiaolan suddenly formed a bond of mystery...

"Xiaozhi..."

Damalanchi frowned, suddenly thought of something, and took out an envelope-like thing from his pocket, which he just received this morning.

Take it apart, this is a report letter.

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"Hello, big brothers of the alliance."

"I am Xiaomao from Zhenxin Town. Now I am reporting with my real name in our Zhenxin Town. There may be outlaws who are doing illegal human transformation experiments."

"I suspect that my best friend, Xiaozhi from Zhenxin Town, is actually a genetically modified person. For specific evidence, you can search for "Uncle Congo Black" on the p station, and the video is outrageous."

"I suspect that the target is Aunt Hanako. Although she usually smiles at me and is very nice, I think she may be a scientific madman, and Xiao Zhi is the product of her research."

"The second guess, I guess blindly, may be Xiaozhi's father. After all, I haven't seen him since I was a child. It's impossible for Xiaozhi to pop out of a rock, right?"

"...omitting a whole bunch of arguments..."

"Please the just and upright Pokémon Alliance to strictly investigate Xiaozhi. He is about to attend the Quartz Conference. Although he is my best friend, I can serve as a bait to assist you in catching and conducting slice research. I suggest that the conference All the security guards are called, and less than 10 people may not be enough for him to hit with a fist."

"Ps: It's okay for Miss Junsha, but not for women."

"Oh, and one more thing."

"I am Xinyue San."

Damaranch: "..."