The rain was pouring down, and the violent raindrops hit the minivan, making a "crackling" sound.
The accumulated rain fell like a stream from the car windows and the peeling paint of the car body.
Crash--
The continuous falling rain gathered into a river, blocking the front of the truck, and a strange and ferocious roar could be faintly heard from the river, which was more than ten meters wide.
On the right side of the truck, hunter Simon Sinwell teamed up to build a simple awning and made a fire for cooking.
Beside the bonfire, the Thunder Ball, which looked like an Elf Ball, was eating wet Elf food. From time to time, it glared angrily at the purple briquette-shaped Elf beside it.
Apparently, Thunderball has a problem with gas bombs because they stink so much!
Thunderstorms, wet elf food, and the stench from gas bombs all made Thunder Ball very dissatisfied.
It's very irritable.
And the natural silly expression of Gas Bomb made Thunder Ball even more annoyed: Does this purple coal ball look down on it?
Similarly, gas bombs don't like thunder balls, because sparks will flash out from the opponent's body from time to time. This broken ball is either manic or has a problem with itself.
"How long will this rain continue..." The unshaven Xinweir looked very impatient. He was worried that Junsha would catch up. "Simon, are you sure there is a Gyarados swimming in the river?"
Compared with Xinweier, the black Simon was very stable. He didn't raise his eyebrows and said calmly: "There is a large group of Gyarados living in the sea near Binhai City. Every year at this time, they will stir up storms and dance the dragon dance.
It may be the courtship season, or it may be the change of leaders, who knows. Don’t worry, at this time, Junsha, Joey, Binhai Gym, and the alliance police will focus their main attention on those Gyarados."
He raised his eyes and shook his shoulders, and said: "Or, in this thunderstorm, do you want to fight Gyarados?"
Some Gyarados can thunder, and the thunder on a thunderstorm day can cause them to lie down in the hospital, but that's still mild.
He didn't care about Xinweil's reaction, but stood up, picked up the rain cover and covered the car.
The protective railings on the carriage can isolate and imprison Lalu Lasi, but they cannot block the rain.
Xinweier spat and muttered "hypocrisy" in a low voice, but Simon pretended not to hear.
After laying down the rain cover, Simon glanced at Lalu Lasi in the corner of the carriage.
La Lulas was seen all wet, but she protected the plate of energy cubes under her body.
The colorful energy cubes are very delicious, attracting Thunderball to glance at them from time to time.
Simon frowned, wondering what this valuable little guy was thinking.
He turned back to the campfire, wiped the rain with a towel, and continued to warm himself by the fire.
In the corner of the carriage, when Touya opened his eyes, what he saw was a damp cargo box and an attractive energy cube.
"It's so cold."
His petite body trembled, he let out a "gurgling" sound, and his stomach let out an unsatisfactory cry of thirst.
"You're back." Lalulas' happy voice sounded in Touya's mind.
"Your stomach is growling." Touya looked at the energy cube and wondered what La Lulas was doing, protecting it and not eating it?
The hunter is willing to feed energy cubes to La Lulasi, so naturally it is impossible to add medicine to them.
Otherwise, wouldn't it be better to use some cheap elf food.
"I'm hungry..." La Lulas was a little shy and her voice became softer, "But, but! I just know the elf whose stomach can growl loudly."
Then why don't you eat enough.
Touya said something sincerely, and he suddenly remembered that this Lalu Lasi was not an ordinary edible one, and he was probably starving.
"Isn't there food in front of you? Why don't you eat?" he asked silently.
"Because, because, don't you also want to eat?" La Lulas was a little embarrassed, "I tried one, the pink one, it was delicious." She said happily: "Eat quickly, it's wet.
It doesn’t taste good.”
For a moment, Touya really didn't know what to say back.
He glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw the wet elf food in front of the lightning ball gas bomb.
Touya had to admit that these two hunters were really unconventional and dared to take out thunder balls and gas bombs during thunderstorms.
Spirits like Thunderball are famous for being manic and irritable, prone to exploding at every turn.
Gas bombs are no less generous.
You can't afford to offend, even normal people can't afford to offend.
It can only be said that these two hunters are brave enough and know how to play. If they are so good at playing, why not just go digging and handing them soap.
Touya picked up an energy cube, took a slow bite in front of the lightning ball, spat it out in disgust, and smashed the energy cube against the metal baffle with a 'pop' sound.
In her mind, La Lulas was so distressed that she cried.
"Lalu." Touya called out to the thunder ball. He glanced at the wet elf food for a few times, raised his chin, shrugged and waved his hands.
He expresses one meaning vividly: Look at what I am eating, uncle, and look at you, you are hungry!
"Crack!" The thunder ball rolled angrily. It trembled slightly and sparks of electricity flashed from its surface.
Hearing the sound, Simon frowned and said, "Xinwell, eat your thunder ball quickly and put it into the elf ball after eating."
Although he knew that Simon was right, Xinweir was a little unhappy with his commanding tone. He ostensibly urged the thunder ball, but made no real action.
Seeing this, Simon sighed secretly and stopped talking.
Neither of them knew that their words made Thunderball feel even more uncomfortable.
"Lalu~" Touya's 'Concubine' lay on the carriage, took a bite of the energy cube, and threw one in the direction of the thunder ball, making the thunder ball irritable and extremely unhappy.
Especially when the gas bomb next to him burped after eating, the smelly thunder ball was short of breath.
Thunder Ball looked at the delicious and fragrant energy cubes in Lu Jing's appetite, and then at his own moist elf food.
With comparison, it feels how unpalatable and unpalatable the moist elf food is.
In life, don't you just want to eat one bite at a time? This principle also applies to elves. After a tiring day, eating can bring happiness to the thunder ball.
It's better now, with the comparison of Lalu Lasi, gas bomb cooker, and eating has become the most unhappy thing for Thunderball.
"Crack!" Thunderbolt Ball angrily jumped to the side of the carriage and yelled at La Lulas, "Crack! Crack! Crack!"
It violently released a bolt of lightning that struck the carriage. If the energy cage sensor hadn't emerged, the lightning would have struck La Lulas directly.
"Hey! Thunder ball, what are you doing?!" Xinweier was startled. He ran over and checked the metal baffle, and he breathed a sigh of relief after seeing that it was not broken.
He slapped the lightning ball with his right hand wearing a rubber glove in dissatisfaction, "Quiet!"
"Lalu..." Dongya's eyes were full of tears, and he fell to the ground delicately, trembling, biting his little hand pitifully.