The earliest person to live on the island has always been Hui Shi. His unusually regular life schedule makes him extremely energetic as soon as 5:30 in the morning.
Gray Stone, who came out of the room, unexpectedly bumped into the yawning Sirona.
Looking at Sirona who was holding the handle and rummaging through the refrigerator for food, Gray Stone couldn't help but remind her: "Mai prepared fried rice for you in the kitchen microwave last night. You can heat it up and eat it."
Sirona, a night owl, stayed up all night again. She rolled the cold yogurt on her face and poured it into her mouth. She seemed to have regained a little vitality.
"I ate it in the middle of the night. I was either hungry or greedy." Sirona muttered, "The Cream Fairy, Luther, and Mai went to sleep together. They couldn't even eat some cream, eh..."
According to the way Sirona eats, fat should appear within a month. However, living in Qidao for so long and having such an irregular schedule did not make her gain weight.
Is this the power of physical fitness? Gray Shi can only marvel at how good it is to eat without getting fat.
"Old man, it's raining today, so I can't go out to exercise."
After Sirona dropped a bottle of yogurt, she took the nutritious egg liquid made by her own Happy Egg and took a sip.
Listening to the sound of rain outside the house, Hui Shi realized that the rain from last night was still pouring down.
The door was pushed open, and a man wearing a raincoat and his face turned pale from the cold walked in.
"Acerola, I thought you were asleep, why did you come back now?"
Sirona was stunned and asked hurriedly.
She quickly asked Happy Egg to get another egg and bake it for Aselola to eat.
Before Hui Shi had time to ask, Acerola said to the two people who came up to take off her raincoat and pushed her to wrap her in a blanket for warmth: "We have captured several reporters, and they are in the woods not far away now.
inside."
"reporter?"
Arcelora followed the sound and looked towards the second floor, where a sleepy-eyed Mai stood.
Mai was sleeping soundly, Luther was holding Miaomiao and Qingmianniao, and she was holding Eevee, and they usually slept until dawn.
Luther's sleeping posture was not very good tonight, and Miaomiao in his hand rolled onto Mai's body for some reason. Mai just turned over slightly, and Miaomiao rolled out of the bed.
Mai, who was awakened by the alarm, heard the sound coming from downstairs as soon as she walked out of the door.
Mai, who walked up to Acerola, yawned again and seemed more energetic this time.
"Take me to see what's going on with the reporters."
Holding umbrellas, the four of them came to an orchard not far from the villa.
Before she even got close, Mai saw ghost elves gathered together from a distance. If she guessed correctly, those surrounded inside must be the group of unlucky reporters in Aselola's mouth.
Seeing Mai approaching, the ghost elves all moved out of the way.
Inside the circle, Darkrai and Cresselia looked down at the five reporters who were shivering in the rain. When they noticed Mai's appearance, they immediately fell next to Mai.
The reporters' raincoats were scattered on the nearby fruit trees, covered with mud marks. The reporters who could not protect themselves from the rain were shivering. When they saw someone appearing, they seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw and shouted directly: "Help!"
This was too miserable. They were all covered in mud. Due to hypothermia, all the reporters’ skin was purple and their lips were frighteningly white.
"You've gone too far." Mai said a word and immediately called the reporters to Sirona's villa. She also woke up the fire-breathing camel outside the door and asked him to activate the fire energy in his body, making this group of people almost freeze.
The stiff guy warmed up.
The hot drinks were quickly brought out by Fat Keding and the lucky eggs, and the nutritious eggs originally intended for Acerola were also distributed to these unlucky people.
Through Acerola's words, Mai finally knew what happened to these reporters.
It really makes people cry when they are sad. After passing by the arena, this group of reporters quickly ran into a group of ghost elves who were playing tricks on each other.
Discovering that the reporters were strangers, the ghost elves quickly realized that they were intruders.
They usually scare the same kind of people, but finally they got a new toy, and Darkrai and Cresselia were not nearby. They quickly swarmed up and started playing with the new toy.
A reporter was chased and licked by Gengar with his long tongue, and he also used his latent image to constantly tease him.
The dream demons led by the dream demon even stacked together to form a dream demon choir, chanting spells that would make people feel chills all over, and slowly followed the reporter, as calmly as if they were teasing prey.
Guisi, who was at the bottom of the pile, finally got addicted to scaring people. He emerged from the shadow of the woods and scared a reporter down.
The fun-loving ghost potted plants and pumpkin monster even created hallucinations, making the reporters experience a ghostly wall-breaking experience.
To them, it looked like they were running straight forward, but to the ghost elves, it looked like they were standing still, struggling in the watery mud puddle, which was very ridiculous.
If the Night Demon hadn't come over to take a look because there was too much noise, these five reporters would have been paralyzed by the hallucinations of pumpkin monsters and ghost potted plants.
With Darkrai's intervention, the game was no longer played, but the sensitive identity of the intruder made it impossible for the reporters to escape, and they were detained like prisoners and taken to the woods near the villa.
Arcelora took a dream monster and ghost Mimikyu near Cattleya's castle, but did not discover this incident in time. By the time she came back, the reporters had been soaking in the cold rain for more than an hour.
No matter how the reporters requested to meet the people in the villa, no ghost elf went to the villa to tell everyone what was going on here, not even Darkrai.
This time happened to be everyone's rest time, and they didn't want to disturb everyone's delicate sleep.
Unwilling to just stay there, the reporter broke out into a rebellion and released all the elves he carried, intending to break through the siege and rush out.
However, this resistance failed in less than two seconds.
Darkrai's dark hole and Cresselia's spiritual blade instantly defeated the resistance, and the other elves didn't even intervene.
At this time, all the reporters' Poké Balls were taken away, and even the most precious cameras and spare lenses were looted.
The reporters were still trembling while drinking hot drinks, and were still shuddering when they saw the ghost elf standing outside the villa.
The reporter from Hoenn asked tremblingly: "You are Miss Sirona, right? Can you ask the elves to return the elf balls and cameras that were taken away before?"
Sirona was a little confused when she was recognized, because she did not see anything on the ghost elf when she came back.
Was it thrown into the woods?
The moment her eyes glanced at Gengar, she understood.
Sirona walked up to the three Gengars without saying a word.
The three Gengar stared at each other with big eyes and innocent looks on their faces.
"If you don't spit it out, I'll give you a feast in Darkrai's little black room."
The Gengars trembled and quickly took out their elf balls, cameras, and spare camera lenses from their bodies.