Pokémon Evolution

Kirito took three steps and moved quickly in the shadows, passing several houses of the tribe.Some seemed to be talking to each other at night, some seemed to be fighting on the bedside, and some were coaxing their newborn babies to sleep slowly.

But Kirito didn't have time to look at these and skipped them one by one. He wanted to find the elder's home in the shortest time, get the elf ball and leave this ghost place.

Kirito looked at the sky, which was full of stars, and estimated that it was already the ugly hour in twelve hours.

In the end, only one house was still lighting up the lights in the middle of the night, and Kirito guessed it was probably that one.He walked around to the back of the house, put his ear close to the wall, and could vaguely hear the conversation between two people. According to the sound, it should be the great elder and the sentry leader.Kirito cursed in his mind, these two old guys didn't sleep at night, how could they be gay?

"Father, I'd better accompany you again!"

"No, it's just three kids. If it weren't for the fear of his Pokémon, I would have done something to you this morning."

"Okay then! Father, take a rest early."

Kirito couldn't understand, and he was even more anxious inside.Time waits for no one!Why aren't you sleeping yet?Don't be so gay.

After a while, the sound of the door opening and closing was heard, and Kirito's brows perked up.

The sentry leader probably had a family, well... it turned out that he was carrying his family behind his back... Kirito's evil thoughts continued like a torrent of water.

The old man's sleep should have been very light, but today the old man fell into his trap and drank a lot of wine with Kirito. In addition, he slept very late, and soon the sound of snoring became continuous.Kirito opened the door quietly and walked in. After rummaging through the boxes for a while, they finally found their own Poké Ball.

He counted them one by one and found out that no one was missing, and there were other gains as well.As the saying goes, the thief never escapes empty-handed, but he also got a treasured ball in a wooden box, which is round, rumbling, and heavy.It looks like an elf ball. It looks like a rare thing from the past. I won't tell you whether it can be used. I'd better put it away first. I really can't afford to buy it.After searching for a long time, I finally found this one that was still attractive to Kirito.

Having achieved his goal, Kirito hurried back the way he came.Back in the small dark room, my dear, the two girls were sleeping soundly with each other in their arms.

"Hey! Wake up! You two eldest ladies! Hurry up!" Kirito wandered for a long time, but couldn't wake up.Kirito had no choice but to pinch the two of them hard.

Under the strong stimulation, the two finally woke up with frowns and groans.

"What are you doing? I slept well." Xiaoniao didn't know the cause and effect at all, and he was still a little tempered when he woke up.

"Auntie! If you want to sleep again, you have to stay here forever!" Kirito said urgently.

Nazi's bright eyes slowly opened and her head slowly turned away, not daring to look directly at Kirito.

"Oh! Kirito reminded me before, but it still happens like this. It's really embarrassing!" Nazi wanted to find a mouse hole to crawl into.

Kirito hurriedly looked outside from time to time, urging: "Hurry up! Let's go quickly!"

"What's going on? You're eating well." Xiaoniao still didn't understand.

"Yes!" Nazi nodded and said patiently to the bird, "Let's leave first and I'll tell you later on the road."

The three of them stood up quickly. Perhaps due to the aftereffects of drug addiction, Xiaoniao and Nazhi's legs were a little weak.Fortunately, Nazi's mental power acted on herself and Xiaoniao, and she finally walked out of the small dark room with Wei Wei supporting their bodies.He didn't care about identifying the direction. Of course, it was better to be as far away from the village as possible, let alone deeper into the island. How could three outsiders compare to the local indigenous people.

So they headed straight for the beach, Kirito betting that they wouldn't go out to sea.

The three people ran out for a long time. One of the two people whom Kirito thought he had beaten to death actually moved. Then he rubbed his head, pinched his throat, and stood up.

It turns out that how could Kirito, who had just learned to cultivate his energy, have such dark energy?At best, he can protect his fist.So much so that the two people who were beaten were immediately suffocated, and their heads were smashed so they passed.

The guard who woke up looked to the side and didn't know whether the brother had passed out or fallen asleep.He shook his head hard twice, and then he remembered that he seemed to have been hit on the neck and then hit with a sap.

The guard quickly looked at the small dark room and found that the door lock was still intact. He felt that the key was still there.Still uneasy, he took out the key and opened the small dark room to see if there was anyone there!

He quickly shouted at the top of his lungs: "Someone is coming! Someone is running away!! Someone is coming quickly!!"

Kirito had punched him in the throat before. The famous loud voice in the tribe went out today, and he couldn't shout louder no matter how hard he shouted.

Kirito, who had not gone far, had sensitive ears and quickly asked Nazhi to summon Xiaotao's steel rhinoceros. The three of them sat on their backs and rode Juechen towards the beach of the island.

The three of them got on the dragon and gradually moved away from the island.Looking back, the seaside was completely bright, and the entire tribe of indigenous people were standing there holding torches.

Kirito chuckled, waved his hands in the air and shouted: "No need to send it off!! Go back! See you again if we are destined!!"

As he got further and further away from the island, Kirito's tense mind gradually relaxed.

After Nazhi's explanation, Xiaoniao also knew the whole story.

Nazi asked with some confusion: "Why do you think there is something fishy about this tribe?"

Kirito sat cross-legged on Chenglong's back, supporting his upper body with his hands behind his back, and said proudly: "Thanks to your inquiry. The elder said that the villagers on the island have lived on the island for generations. There is no problem. But as generations pass by, there will always be people who want to leave this place and see the outside world. But the most surprising thing is that there is no one there."

Xiaoniao couldn't see Kirito's complacent look and said, "Then how do you know that no one has left the island?"

"You see, these people have been speaking ancient languages ​​until now. If someone has been out of the island, they will definitely speak modern languages."

"What if I go out and don't come back?" Xiaoniao asked again.

"Well...well, I do have a bit of a bet. Of course, it doesn't all look the same. Although Xiaoniao is usually very tired, he is not someone who can sleep at the dinner table, and he is so noisy." The man continued: "I also found myself a little confused while drinking. It was covered up by the alcohol at first, and then I felt something was wrong. And I also found that the sentry leader had been observing us, and one of his subordinates was listening to the sentry. The boss kept looking at me while giving instructions. There are various signs that there is something wrong with this island."

"What's the problem?" Nazi asked without asking.

Kirito talked eloquently: "Based on my guess, if it is true as the elder said, that island is home to a huge whale-shaped Pokémon, then why is it sleeping soundly? The fact that it sprays water every month means that the whale is still alive. This The people on the island never leave the island, so could it be that this island is actually a huge cage to seal the ancestors of the people on the back of the whale? If this is the case, then their ancestors are good If it’s bad, then you can’t say for sure.”

"Oh! Why did they stun us and steal our Poké Balls? I guess they want us to stay on that island forever!" Xiaoniao reasoned.

Kirito looked gloomy: "Well... the people on that island may not be able to leave that island because of their blood or some reason, and we... may become the best sacrifice to dilute the blood."

How could the 16-year-old Nazi not understand the meaning? She couldn't help but shudder.