Pokemon's Fifth Elite

Chapter 84

The expression of the dish didn't seem to be joking, but Luther thought it was just her whim.

"Do you feel sorry to beat them every day and let me send them badges?"

"Play normally. If you have good ability to release water, you can pass it. You can't forget it. Anyway, you can control the battle scale by yourself."

Luther was surprised: "are you serious? I don't have this experience at all. Just close the hall."

"I'm giving you a chance. Do you understand?"

"What opportunity?"

The dish suddenly felt that Luther was not too smart.

"If you become the agent owner, you can't pass my assessment before. What will happen to those trainers who can't get badges and are pretentious all day?"

Luther suddenly realized.

"See? They'll think you're a parallel, waiting in line to get the badge from you. Don't you think it's hot to take my money? Now you have a chance to beat them and the problem will be solved."

Luther rubbed his chin and looked at his elf. He was a little embarrassed.

"My spirit is not enough to rotate twice."

"All the elves in the backyard are under your command. I only take the grass seedling turtles. I'll tell them about it later."

When it comes to this point, it's too awkward not to agree. What's more, Luther really wants to experience the taste of being a librarian.

"You should know the basic rules of the owner. I'll mention it. If the other party's behavior is very bad, just criticize. Don't start."

"Get started? What do you mean?"

"Just don't fight with real people. Don't come to fight MinLong. Because the lily of the valley conference is preheated in advance, there are many people challenging the Taoist hall recently. The dishes said that they will be free in two or three months.

Hemp clothes had rushed back to the feeding house, leaving Luther alone washing dishes in the garden.

Luther kicked Marilyn at the foot, and the guy slept under the eaves.

Marilyn didn't wake up. Instead, she turned around, changed her position and continued to sleep.

Luther held down the hose and shot the water on Marilyn. Marilyn jumped up and jumped in the spray.

"It's time to train." Luther reached out and squeezed Marilyn's body. "I wonder why you don't get fat when you eat so much every day?"

Mary looked at her round body with an embarrassed face. She didn't think she had much to eat.

Luther put the dishes and chopsticks in a dry place. When he returned to the yard, he found more people.

"Basil?"

Luther was very impressed by the girl named basil. She was the oldest of the trainee trainers brought by the vegetables herself. She was 14 years old.

It is reasonable to say that at this age, most people who want to become excellent trainers basically choose to start, while Basil patiently starts from the basics.

The second is the name and her character.

The name of a spice made Luther easily notice the short haired tomboy. Her name was also very neutral, but she was weak. In the trainee trainer, she talked the least and couldn't play with others.

"I don't need to practice this weekend."

Basil didn't say a word for a long time. Luther was used to it. She always hesitated for a long time, giving people a feeling of always wandering outside the sky.

Luther didn't move or urge her, because Basil had another bad habit. If you remind her or change the topic, she will start to apologize frantically.

Her big milk can and fat Ding learned a lot from their master. Basil apologized and they would come together.

"I don't want to go outdoors with Miss vegetable tomorrow. Can you... Can you let me stay in the Taoist hall and continue to practice."

It's strange that other people should be eager to play outside. Basil chose to stay.

"Why?"

"My... Ability is too poor. Even if it doesn't work well to go outdoors and train with others, I still want to lay a good foundation."

Luther looked down at basil and looked at the big milk cans and fat people full of worry.

"Yes, as long as the dishes agree, you can come to the Taoist restaurant tomorrow, but..."

Basil raised his head happily, and when he heard the word "but", he shrank with worry.

"But tomorrow I'm the acting curator. If you come, I won't let you stay in the backyard. You must stand behind me and watch the war. If you can do it, come here."

Basil looked a little depressed and left. Luther could see that she was struggling.

After the closing bell rang, the vegetables returned to the lounge and gathered the elves in the backyard. Luther found that the number of grass elves in the vegetables was really huge.

This made Luther feel that he underestimated the sideline income of vegetables.

Because I've been familiar with Luther for a long time, we don't contradict the orders of dishes, but think it's very interesting.

"I'll cook the dishes and help you warm them in the pot. Remember to take them when you come back."

"Forget it, you and hemp clothes."

"But you paid."

But Luther's insistence, the vegetable sighed. Sometimes Luther's stubbornness is really strange.

"I ask you, what's the situation of the girl named basil in your trainee trainer? She was so weak before... Forget it, it's better to say she's timid."

The vegetable turned off the light in the lounge, walked out of the door side by side with Luther, thought for a moment, and said, "she's always been like this."

"Her parents divorced. Now she lives in the relatives' home in Baidai city. I don't know the specific family situation. It's not timid. She's just a little afraid to get along with others."

"So she didn't act with the team and chose to avoid it?"

"Yes, she basically doesn't participate in collective action. Some trainee trainers also want to make friends with her, but she always stays away from the crowd. There's no way."

The dish yawned: "since you are an assistant teacher now, let's have more snacks. Neither I nor the former one can correct it. I feel that the child is unwilling to open his heart."

"I told her that if you want to come to the Taoist Hall tomorrow, you must watch the war behind me. Do you think she will come?"

Luther said with a smile.

After thinking about the dishes, I sighed, "as the owner and her elder, I would like to say that she will, but I think it's still difficult."

"Bet?"

"What are you betting on?"

"For example, double the cost of lunch next time."

"What if you lose?"

"I'll pay for lunch myself."

Luther looked single.

I feel that winning or losing is a good thing. There is no reason for vegetables not to gamble. I slapped Luther, even if I admit the gamble.