In the Pokémon world, it is the standard lower class and ordinary people without any outstanding talents. It is extremely difficult to become a trainer.
There are generally only two ways out for the poor.
Either give up and join the underground dark forces like Team Rocket and Water Fleet, and become a glorious cannon fodder.
Or they could try to capture young insect elves by setting up simple traps in the wild. Over time, the derogatory nickname of "insect catching boy" became the final destination of these poor people.
In this world, the insect-catching boy represents the dreams of most poor children!
Paraster.
A very common elf.
To trainers, it is synonymous with weakness, but to ordinary people, they live in groups with paralysis powder, and they are existences that cannot be messed with in the forest.
On the rocky field, the immature boy looked serious, staring at Fang Yin opposite, who was calm and calm, and couldn't help feeling nervous.
The opponent's strength seemed to exceed his expectations.
The young man clenched his fists and analyzed the situation.
Black poisonous gas emits thick toxic smoke, blurring the surrounding environment and blocking all sight.
"Parasite, mushroom spores, use sleeping powder to spread all over the venue!"
Seeing this, he made a prompt decision and ordered Paraster to take countermeasures. However, the young man did not notice that the corners of Fang Yin's mouth raised slightly, revealing a disdainful smile.
In the black mist, Parasit continuously waved his two front eagles, forming a hollow area to resist the invasion of poisonous gas.
Upon hearing this, its steps paused, and its body lit up with green light waves full of vitality, spreading in all directions.
the next moment,
“Click~~~”
Countless mushroom spores emerged from the rocks, densely packed with large yellow powder, flying in the air.
"Hmph, let's see how you attack me now!"
The arena was filled with poisonous fog, and the boy couldn't see the smelly mud in the fog. The same was true for Fang Yin. There was a black fog between the two of them, and they faced off against each other.
Just like that, a few more seconds passed.
"Boom~~!"
Suddenly, the poisonous mist exploded, and Shou Ni was the first to take action!
A pungent smell instantly filled the surroundings of the rock site, and more than a dozen pools of black sludge spurted forward, sweeping towards the black iron gate.
Since you don't know the location of Paraster, you can rely on your own memory, aim in the direction of its trainer, and use sludge attack to kill the opponent in one fell swoop.
"Oops!"
Staring at the mud rushing out of the smoke, the boy's pupils shrank sharply, and he subconsciously tried to dodge, but it was too late.
"Bang~~~!"
There was a muffled sound, and the smoke gradually dissipated, and his hands were seen making a defensive gesture, but his body was not affected by the mud in the slightest.
"Tes!"
The poisonous gas gradually disappeared, revealing a crab-like creature with a purple mushroom shell and extremely sharp claws standing on its chest, looking very ferocious.
"Oh? Did you finally take action?"
Fang Yin stood on the other side of the arena, with a cold smile on his delicate face and a dangerous coldness in his eyes.
"Then let's have a fair fight!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the big hand of smelly mud quickly changed its form, and two ferocious black poisonous whips struck out fiercely like a spiritual snake spitting a message.
"Bang!"
Violent crashing sounds resounded throughout the arena.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
"Whoosh~!"
The black poisonous whip and the orange front paws intertwined together, making a sharp friction sound, splashing with sparks, and sparks bursting out between the two.
But if you look closely, you will find that Paraster is obviously at a disadvantage. Its crotch and back mushrooms are trembling, showing great pain.
In terms of physical strength of the elves, Smelly Mud has the upper hand.
"Whoosh~"
Just when the young man was hesitating to give the order, Fang Yin, who was silent on the side, suddenly spoke sarcastically:
"No way, no way, there is actually something weaker than Smelly Mud."
"Sure enough, mushrooms that can only bask in the sun should not be brought out to make people look embarrassed!"
The boy who was scolded was a little stunned, but he quickly reacted and shouted angrily:
"My Paraster is not a mushroom, it is...!"
As he was speaking, the expression on his face suddenly became stiff, as if he was stuck by something.
Recalling the days when I got along with Paras, it seemed like a docile child, but now it looks... a little weird.
The face of the immature boy became more and more ugly. He remembered that since his elf evolved into Paraster, a strange feeling could not stop coming to his heart.
Originally, he had always thought that Paras's evolution time was too short, so he had a rejection reaction.
However, now it seems that this is not the case...!
Seeing the trainer opposite, he was stunned and didn't speak.
Fang Yin put his arms behind his back and smiled coldly:
"Let me tell you what it is!"
Under the dim light, his cheeks were reflected, and his eyes shone with a dark light, like two black holes.
"Whenever Paras evolves into Paras, the main crab will die and rely entirely on the mushrooms living on its back, so it is no longer the Paras you know!"
As Fang Yin spoke, the aura on his body suddenly became fierce, as if he had turned into a poisonous blade, killing the young man's heart with every word.
These words made the young man's ears buzz, and his body kept shaking, as if he might faint at any time.
"You're talking nonsense...!"
He shouted, his eyes full of horror and disbelief.
"Haha, you know whether I'm talking nonsense or not."
"In addition, the moment Paras evolves, you are equivalent to killing your most trusted partner with your own hands. Tsk, what a sin!"
Fang Yin smiled coldly and continued speaking, his voice cold and bone-chilling, like the sound of death coming from hell.
"Ah...ah..., no...impossible!"
He held his head with both hands, his eyes dull, unable to accept such a cruel fact, as if he had lost his soul.
Then he frantically pushed open the iron door behind him, abandoned Paraster and ran out.
"Number 6215 left the venue and was treated as a forfeit. The winner is number 9527!"
"Tes~"
Hearing the announcement from the black-robed referee, Paraster, who was fighting fiercely in the middle of the field, had a deathly look in his eyes and let out a miserable wail. Then he gave up struggling and allowed the poison to spread, finally falling into a pool of blood.
In the end, Fang Yin won the second victory.
He didn't feel much happiness in his heart. He stared in the direction where the young man disappeared with a complicated look in his eyes. Then he lowered his head and murmured to himself:
"Trash, a person who abandons his own elf does not deserve to be called a trainer...!"
…
At half past one in the night, darkness enveloped the earth, and the heaven and earth were extremely silent.
Occasionally, the roar of elves can be heard in the slums, which is very permeable.
"Dip~"
Fang Yin had just finished participating in the trials, took a taxi, and returned to the abandoned overpass.
Beside the bonfire, homeless people gathered together scatteredly, covered with tattered quilts they had picked up, and lying on the cold cement steps to sleep.
And no one dared to come close within fifty meters of the tent where he lived.
“Very good, the effect is good!”
Looking at the dark scene in the distance, Fang Yin smiled and walked toward his tent. However, his expression suddenly changed, his pupils instantly became extremely cold, and his eyes narrowed slightly.
"Um?"
He whispered softly, but his steps did not stop.
Behind Fang Yin's blue tent, there was actually a layer of bamboo mats, on which lay Tuocang and his elf Abai Snake. They were lying on the side sleeping, snoring loudly, as if they didn't even notice anyone coming.
.
Perhaps it was because the taxi's horn was too noisy that it woke Takura up from his deep sleep.
Arbo Snake opened its hazy eyes and saw someone so close to its trainer. It immediately let out a low roar, stood up from the mat, opened its big mouth and was about to bite Fang Yin.
"Stop it, Arbor Snake!"
Seeing this situation, Tuocang quickly shouted loudly, trying to stop Abai Snake's actions.
However, it's all too late!
"Bang!"
A black and ferocious whip shadow streaked across the night sky, whipping out the Arbor snake that was about to bite someone, and then hit the ground hard with a dull sound. The snake was seriously injured immediately.
"Young man, being too impatient is not a good thing!"
Next to the blazing bonfire, a piece of orange flame jumped in it, reflecting Fang Yin's delicate face, making it look particularly evil.
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