my sprite emulator

Chapter 104 Becoming a Great Person Sooner or Later

The weather was gloomy and it was raining lightly.

Kurosawa walked out of the training room.

Passing the corner, you can clearly see the outdoor training ground through the large glass.

The temperature dropped suddenly, and a rain turned the earth into a gloomy one.

The cleaning staff in raincoats, the slippery and muddy soil, and the corner of the poster on the advertising board lifted, swaying alone in the wind.

And farther away, a few young elf masters were perseveringly training in the open-air training ground in the rain.

They danced and directed their elves in the rain.

The cold rain did not dampen their enthusiasm.

Kurosawa stood by the window, watched quietly for a moment, then retracted his gaze, and walked towards the hall.

The hall is very lively.

The central air conditioner blows warm air at a suitable temperature.

On rainy days, elf masters are not happy to walk around.

Groups of threes and twos gather in the hall to talk, eat, shop, and handle business.

Several children ran around with their arms outstretched, stepping on small steps like small airplanes and playing with each other.

Kurosawa hesitated for a moment in front of the gate, but canceled the planned plan.

He originally planned to go out for dinner after training, and buy daily necessities by the way.

Now that the temperature has plummeted and the ground is wet, he has no interest in going out for a stroll.

Turn around.

The little Shining spirit was driving the other elves in the hall to run around with its fangs and claws.

It didn't have any bad intentions, and it didn't even enter the attribute state.

It's just that its looming mid-level elf's aura still makes other elves frightened.

It is not big, but exudes a strong breath.

Kurosawa and several other elf masters apologized, picked up Little Shining and rubbed it twice, and walked to the elevator.

Because the Nightmare Mayfly fell into an evolutionary sleep state, Kurosawa decided to temporarily settle in the Trumpet Flower Market for a few days.

The next step is to wait until the nightmare mayfly wakes up.

He can also take advantage of this time to engrave the contract of the elf egg.

Go back to the room.

Play the animation for Little Shining on the TV in the living room.

He lay on the bed and took out his cell phone.

It's been a long time to swipe the information of personal social software.

Kurosawa does not have the habit of posting Moments, but occasionally when he is free and interested in the lives of people around him, he will look at their Moments.

In the circle of friends, most of the content is sharing food, new games, parties and other daily life.

On the contrary, the lives of elf masters are very monotonous, and all they share are their own elf photos and training matters.

Most of the private life of an elf master is plain, not as colorful as outsiders think, especially for those who want to achieve something on the road of elf master.

You must endure loneliness.

There is no entertainment in the wild, and most of the time back in the city is busy with training, tasks and other things. Compared with ordinary people, there is very little free time.

There are probably only three types of elf masters who can be idle.

One is the kind of people who experience elf masters as a hobby. They are elf masters, rather than elf lovers.

The other type is those who are limited by their own talents, no matter how hard they are to improve their strength, they may relax their training and gradually enter a semi-retired state or serve in alliance agencies and companies around the world.

The third type of people are the real strong ones. Ordinary training has little effect on them, so they can have time to relax.

Kurosawa and most of the elf masters he knows do not belong to these three, and they are still at the age of struggle.

Swiped the phone for a while.

The bell rang outside the door, and it was the waiter from the hotel who brought his dinner order.

"Thank you."

"Hold it well, use it slowly."

Kurosawa ordered a lot for dinner.

Two big bowls of fried chicken rice, one serving of French fries, one pot of onion rings, some apple pies, two bottles of Coke, delicious and not Pepsi.

It seems unhealthy, but forgive him for indulgence, people will always want to eat junk food.

Sitting at a table by the window with a plate in hand.

Little Shining also consciously jumped to the opposite side of Kuisawa, waiting for dinner.

It beeped twice softly and seemed to be in a good mood.

Outside the window, the rain washes over the entire city, washing away the dust.

The voice of the TV broadcasting the weather forecast came from the ear, and the host said that it would clear up tomorrow morning.

While Kurosawa was eating, he looked at the clouds in the distance that were so thick that they seemed to be dripping ink.

Can it really clear up so quickly?doubt.

Kurosawa and Little Shining were both big eaters who didn't look obvious, and the food on the table was wiped out in a few strokes.

Really satisfied.

The chubby little Shining rolled around twice on the bed.

Kurosawa stretched, and put the finished tableware on the cabinet outside the door, and a waiter would come to put it away later.

After dinner, Kurosawa took out the books from the storage bracelet.

Rainy days are a good time to read books.

He reads books every night to increase his experience.

With a strong body and a civilized spirit, as long as you have new gains every day than the day before, you will become a great person sooner or later.

Little Shining didn't have his noble consciousness.

It was full and sleepy, lying on his lap, and gradually fell asleep with the sound of the pattering rain.

The next day, early in the morning.

I did my workout before bed, so I wake up feeling refreshed too.

"Wow—"

Kurosawa opened the curtains, and the harsh sunlight shone into the room.

Outside the window is the blue sky and the sun is shining brightly.

The weather forecast did not lie, yesterday's heavy rain really stopped when it said it would stop.

Sunny days always make people more energetic.

In the morning, he continued to train Little Shining in the training room, building a contract for the elf eggs.

Fortunately, although the construction of the elf contract is very difficult, it does not make people see no hope of success. The progress is slow, but it is still advancing slowly.

In the afternoon, Kurosawa took Little Shining to the mall for shopping.

Pushing a shopping cart through the mall at a fast pace.

Dried beef, candied fruit, dried squid
Red grapes, lychee, mango, pineapple.
All kinds of food are stuffed into the car as if they don't need to spend money.

Little Shining also bouncingly took down his favorite snacks from the shelves.

When passing by the refrigerator, it did not forget the sleeping Nightmare mayfly and reminded Kurosawa to buy some of its favorite ice cream for Little Nightmare.

Little Shining didn't have common sense, but Kurosawa did, so of course he didn't buy it.

By the time Little Nightmare woke up, the ice cream had already melted away.

After buying snacks and daily necessities, he found an empty corner.

Instantly emptied several large bags in his hand.

Feeling that the storage bracelet is filled again, there is a heartfelt sense of satisfaction.

Like a squirrel before winter, inspecting a tree hole that has been filled with pine cones.

Walk along the street towards the elf base on the way back.

"Yahahahah!"

Suddenly there were screams in the street.

Kurosawa, who has a keen sense, noticed the culprit of the unrest from afar.

It was still the old friend he was very familiar with, the elf trilobite.

But it's a pity that the system's event task was not triggered this time, otherwise it would be good to have some whole coupons.

No need for Kurosawa to do anything.

Little Shining volunteered to kick the trilobite back to its hometown, the sewer.

Although the trilobite spirit has no offensive power and cannot physically harm citizens, its appearance will cause panic.

The kicked trilobite traced a graceful parabola in the air, and finally fell into the pipe precisely.

Before Kurosawa had anything to do, he brushed off his clothes, hiding his achievements and fame.

In the deep city pipes under the manhole cover, there was a sudden clanging and noisy movement, followed by human voices.

"Ouch! It hurts."

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(End of this chapter)