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Chapter 3 Long time I Jingming

Jing Ming's breathing was stagnant in an instant, his pupils dilated, and his hair stood up all over his body. His strong desire to survive was like stimulating his body's instinct, directly tilting his head and twisting his waist and supporting it on the ground with his hands.

Iron-ban Bridge!

The world was instantly turned upside down in its eyes, reflecting a blue beast like a long snake, a huge copper bell, a bloody mouth, and a roar that shocked the air caused a strong wind to crush the white poisonous needle that was shot into pieces.

Bang—!!

The overlord of the Nibi Forest, Muran stared at the tiny human beings coming from below and rushed straight into the river. With his arrogant body alone, he stirred up a wave of more than three meters high to pour Jing Ming into a sausage.

call----

call--

call-

He slowly adjusted his breathing and did not escape again immediately.

The poison needle just now was not aimed at him, but the overlord in the water called "Gyarado" behind him.

Similarly, the reason why the existence called the "Centipede King" in front of him was not because he was attracted by his protein, but because

He has something on him!!

Say good fortune-telling-!!

The sound of rubbing the mouthparts that made the scalp numb, indicating that the owner was very angry.

"Long time, don't move!"

Jing Ming relies on the memory of reviving like his physical instinct. He knows what is lying behind him and why he is so angry, so he honestly doesn't dare to move.

Crack, Crack, Crack......As the sound of footsteps came, an elderly middle-aged man, whose unshaven beard and brunette all showed his lazy lifestyle.

However, the wrinkles at the corners of the eyes make him look steady and elegant, showing that he was most likely to be a handsome guy when he was young.

The middle-aged man bowed and slowly approached. His right hand, wearing white gloves, took out several black squares from his gray long suit pocket and threw them out. Then he took two steps back and raised his hands to signal that he was not hostile.

Jing Ming kept the iron plate bridge motion unmoved until a spider-shaped spider-shaped like a millstone but extremely lightweight fell slowly on the ground.

It turned out that there was a terrible foreign object lying on his back just now.

Its black pupils circled around, especially when he looked vigilantly at the lazy centipede king not far away, then quickly picked up the black square and disappeared into the one-meter-high grass in an instant.

"Jiuji Jingming, it seems that you are indeed very suitable to be a Pokémon breeder, and have a good affinity."

The middle-aged man picked up the remaining black squares on the ground and put them back in his pocket. As a man with a family, he must save as much as possible.

"Qiu, Teacher Qiushan, thank you."

Jing Ming held his thighs back up and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Standing next to him was Masato Akiyama, Class 302, instructor of Nibi City Training School in Kanto District, commonly known as "Uncle Masato".

His biggest hobby is saving money. His most famous thing is to save a 100-yen price difference, he secretly beats the live fish of the market vendors into dead fish, and eventually becomes a celebrity in the entire market.

"You're welcome, remember to apply for reimbursement when you go back, you know."

Masato Akiyama looked around and covered his mouth and whispered: "Remember, if anyone asks, just say that teacher, I fought with the crazy Gyarados, and the losses are more than just heavy!"

After saying that, he punched him in the face and squeezed out two tears of life.

"Teacher Akiyama, then your centipede~"

Before Jing Ming finished speaking, he saw a stunned scene. The centipede king, who was originally in his mind, turned over a lazy donkey. He rolled around the grass for a few rounds and made his whole body dirty. Then it was not over yet. He suddenly made several big holes with his head.

"Long time, don't move, I'll give you some eye drops. You are really a kid. Why are you chased by centipedes, roared by gyarados, or crawled by big spiders? Eye drops also cost money, it's true."

Masato Akiyama was nagging, while taking out a modern technology device that was as big as a palm of the picture book. His fingerprint lit up the screen, photographed the camera, adjusted the angle, and went upstairs to Jing Ming's shoulder, "King of Centipede, make yourself a little miserable, so you can be reimbursed on the photo."

Click!

A photo of "escape from death" was released.

“Upload photos, check in, and apply for reimbursement.”

Masato Akiyama sat on the grass without caring about it. Anyway, his clothes were from the school, so he would not waste his laundry detergent if it was dirty. After he finished one hand, he sighed inexplicably, "Once upon a time, how could I think I would fall into this field, life~"

Jing Ming, who was beside him, finally gained his knowledge. A man with a family is unique. "Teacher Akiyama, I just said that I am suitable as a nurturing man?"

He took advantage of the time when the other party cheated the subsidy and finally sorted out some of the memories in his mind.

Jiuwo Jingming, a native of Nibi City, Kanto Region, is an intern trainer at the 23rd class of the Training School.

My father was the first-class inspector of the Nibi District Police Department in Kanto Region. He died in a sudden emergency operation. Therefore, he was given a first-class merit, so that Jiuwo Jingming could further study in the training school.

My mother was an ordinary citizen and passed away in the year when I graduated from Jingming Primary School.

In addition, he only has an apartment less than 60 square meters in Nibi City.

This time, the reason why he appeared in the Nibi Forest, which stretched for dozens of miles and stretched to the next city was entirely because of the field internship at the Trainer School every six months. After all, the Trainer School trains trainers, not indoor staff who don’t know anything.

"God treats me well." Jing Ming felt like he had won the lottery. He was caught off guard and lived for more than ten years, and then a house fell from the sky.

What does a house mean? I was so excited that I bit my tongue.

"After a long time, we are all people in the same photo now, so I just said that you are not suitable to be a trainer, but you can consider the path of cultivator."

Jing Ming's face was thrust. This uncle from Yaren was straightforward enough and almost rejected him.

Cultivator and trainer, what is the difference between these two?

A breeder refers to a professional who cultivates the kind of big green worm "green caterpillars" that were just now called "Pokemon". He is mainly responsible for breeding and selection. To put it simply, he is a breeder.

There is a future. Wait for decades first, and the older you get, the more popular it becomes.

Trainers refer to professionals who control powerful Pokémons like the Centipede King to fight.

At this rough look, it seems that the job of a nurturing player is safer and more important, because trainers are just people who control Pokémon, while they are people who can create Pokémon.
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