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677. What the hell are you laughing at?

Xizhu doesn't know when the Ether Foundation's research will be successful. She can only judge based on the current situation.

The other Four Heavenly Kings are somewhat unfamiliar to her, and they may not be willing to work so hard for this little money.

Luther was different.

Although she told the students that Luther liked to be nosy and very lazy.

But she saw Luther participating in the encirclement and suppression of the Lava Team without hesitation, and persuaded Groudon to retreat.

She saw Luther working hard to make money for the elves on his island.

Luther was even willing to give people like Huo Yan, who deserved to spend their whole lives in prison, a chance to turn over a new leaf.

Duplicity.

He says he hates trouble, but every time trouble comes to someone he is familiar with, he is always the first to rush out.

Everyone thought that he was a complete loser and did not want to make progress, but Xi Zhu saw Luther's kindness hidden under his laziness.

"This is not moral kidnapping. You don't have to accept it. Don't feel any psychological burden." Xizhu quickly explained because he was afraid that Luther would think too much.

Luther sighed: "I quite like dealing with you. Be patient. If you can't do it this time, I'll bring my wife here next time. Mai's luck is always very good. This kind of krypton gold card draw has to go to her."

It’s a sure thing.”

Xizhu was amused by Luther's words and asked: "Has the wedding date been confirmed?"

"Where are we now? The agreement with the alliance has not yet been fulfilled. The first batch of houses on the island have not been repaired. Our wedding room has not even been marked."

"Go back to the hospital and go to the hospital. Without the academic alliance, you won't be able to deal with people anymore?" Luther suddenly became a little irritated, "As long as I have time, I will try my best to accept commissions."

"Actually, the Aether Foundation... there are many capable people under Lusamine. Maybe the device to open the Ultimate Cave will be practical within a year or two?"

Although his arrival has brought about many changes in the world, Luther feels that this should not change.

After all, Zaobo has attempted to activate it once before in a suicide attempt, so this technique shouldn't be difficult to conquer no matter how you think about it.

"Terminal illness is nothing... I've seen many people with good attitudes get through it..." Luther started talking more, and he didn't know why.

Xizhu patted Luther's shoulder gently and looked at him kindly.

After a moment of silence, Luther exhaled a breath, stretched his body, and said good night to Xizhu.

The daily routine of waiting for the opening of the Ultimate Cave continues, but Luther suddenly wants to fight someone.

Luther knew that he was unhappy because he actually liked Xizhu.

She is easy to deal with, understands people's hearts, and is always amiable. Talking to her always makes you feel as comfortable as a spring breeze.

This kind of person has a kind of magic power that makes you feel kind to her, just like the grandmother next door who gave you two candies from time to time when you were a child.

Shijana is not suitable, let alone the students of Xizhu, Luther can only hold it in.

Luther no longer lay in the camp, watching the elves training and playing, but went to find Shirley, and went around the island with her, or returned to Shirley's wooden house on the beach, and watched together not far away

The surface of the sea is waiting for the ultimate cave to open.

Another day without any results, Luther took all his elves and waved goodbye to Shirley and set out on the road back to the camp.

The fire pit made of stones was pulled wantonly, and stones flew everywhere.

The pan that Xizhu students used to make pancakes was cut straight open by something unknown.

The pot used to cook soup had become a piece of scrap metal.

None of the tents were intact, all were cut into rags.

Luther was shocked by the chaos in the camp. He had only been away for a long time. What happened here?

"Last time, the beautiful one named Bull came again with a group of people..."

"They couldn't find you, so they just destroyed the camp."

Xizhu sighed, gave medicine to one of the female students whose arm was injured, and comforted everyone: "Fortunately, they didn't take away everyone's elves this time."

She shouldn't have gone out with all the elves. Shijana couldn't handle a group of people by herself.

Group fighting has no effect on Luther, but it does work on Shijana.

More than a dozen elves swarmed up and struck hard at the wrists and ankles of the bear. No matter how strong the bear was, it couldn't resist such a destructive attack.

The newly evolved Nidorino was hit in the face before he could express himself, and he was currently recovering from his injuries in Shijana's arms.

"Master, I'm sorry..."

Shijana didn't dare to look up at Luther, she felt that she had messed up.

Luther tried to hold back his anger, hugged Sijana, and rubbed her head hard.

"It's my omission. It has nothing to do with you. Tell me, who else is there besides Bu Meili?"

Hijana gritted her teeth and said, "He brought a man named Guzma, who destroyed our camp. He also said that as long as you don't show up, he will come every day."

"Ha...haha..." Luther laughed a few times and his voice became colder, "Come every day? Okay, don't leave once you're here!"

Luther underestimated the despicability of people. The animation largely weakened the conflicts between people and downplayed the behavior of some villains, as if if you apologize for doing something wrong, everyone will become good friends.

It's very utopian, very ideal.

Therefore, everyone can see that Zaobo can still hang around in the Ethereum Foundation after doing so many outrageous things.

Rogue organizations like the Skeleton Team are running rampant everywhere, and even Junsha doesn't care about them. She firmly believes that love can influence them.

Not to mention that a gangster like Guzma could shake hands with Ash after doing a series of disgusting things.

This makes sense, but is unrealistic.

Perhaps it is said that this is the halo that only Xiaozhi has. Because of his personal charm, he can make evil people feel ashamed and change their ways.

Luther did not have such an aura; he was a realistic person.

So when Guzma appeared in front of the camp early the next morning, nose in the air, arrogantly mocking everyone who could only sleep in tattered sleeping bags in the open, Luther also laughed.

The only intact sleeping bag was his own, and he gave it to Xi Zhu to rest on.

Last night he and Shijana rested in the arms of a dressed bear. The experience was fresh and it felt good, but Luther missed his sleeping bag.

Before leaving, Mai stuffed a sweater she had just knitted for herself into her backpack. Even though Luther told him that the weather in Alola was completely different from that in Sinnoh, she still stuffed it stubbornly.

This has nothing to do with the weather, it's just that Mai wants to feel her craft.

Before Luther could put it on, he didn't know what mysterious skill caused his backpack to be torn into pieces, and none of the intact clothes was gone.

Mai's hand-knitted sweater naturally turned into wool.

He already had a linen scarf, gloves, hat, and trousers.

The last piece of the Dark Mage's piece was his clothes, but before he could show them, the card was suddenly torn apart by Guzma.

Luther was curious, what on earth was Guzma laughing at?


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