This trainer of elves is super surge

Time flies like an arrow, and time flies like an arrow.

Time came quietly, and Master Tungsten Steel, the Poke Ball craftsman, made an appointment with Shen Zong to personally deliver handmade Poke Balls to your door.

On the sparsely populated streets of Huipi Town, a group of three or five people were standing on the roadside chatting about homely things. Each person grabbed a handful of fried melon seeds and gossiped about the town mayor and the troubles he had encountered recently.

Tungsten, who lived alone in the forest near the Slowpoke Well and had no idea what happened in the past few days, strode past them.

"Hey, hey, have you heard that the monks from the Slowpoke Temple were in the town hall a few days ago. They seemed to say that their temple was going to hold the town mayor accountable for the loss of Slowpoke."

"I've also heard that it seems that a young master from Guandong, with the consent of the mayor, donated a large sum of money to the department to steal the elf that the abbot of Slowpoke Temple liked."

"Are you wrong? I heard that it was our mayor who only agreed to pay for road construction. The young master from Guandong asked him to tame a Slowpoke. As a result, the monks were not satisfied and exploded. ”

"Humph, it's useless to talk so much. I only know that the young master gave us money to tame Slowpoke. Their temple has never given us money, and they also regard the Well of Slowpoke as their own territory. I bother."

Although Tungsten has a withdrawn personality but cares about his hometown, he unconsciously received so much important information that Shen Zong's voice and appearance instantly appeared in his mind.

The mayor who is worried about collecting money?

A young master from Kanto?

The monk who was charged with the crime?

I'm afraid this young aristocratic young man would have offended the temple monks by subduing the Slowpoke, and caused big trouble for the mayor of his small town!

Deep down in my heart, I know best how much powerful tungsten steel the Slowpoke Temple, a local snake in the city, occupying the Lake of Enlightenment has.

There was a strong look of worry in his walnut-sized ring-shaped eyes, and he immediately quickened his pace and walked towards the address he had just found out at the police station.

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At the same time, Shen Zong, who had no idea that the mayor of Huipi Town was being held accountable by the monks, stayed in his room this week and communicated with Slowpoke.

After having a leisurely breakfast with the three little ones, he was suddenly called aside by the stern-looking Long Bo, who asked in a solemn voice the specific reason for choosing Yuanyue Town for the trip.

"Master, I have taken care of all the preparations before departure according to your instructions."

"But I still don't understand why a place that even Magikarp would never take root in suddenly gained your favor."

Faced with Long Bo's unavoidable scrutiny and the solemn question of fulfilling his duties as a housekeeper, Shen Zong quickly showed an innocent smile on his face, then walked slowly to the floor-to-ceiling window and said calmly:

"Going to Yuanyue Town to make friends with Yokoyama Yunhei is a decision I made after careful consideration. I have reasons why I have to go. Please support my choice."

"Of course, this matter cannot be known to my father and mother, let alone to the clan and outsiders."

Looking at the reassuring smile on his young master's face and the serious look in his pure black eyes, Long Bo also heard about the shameful title of Hengshan Yunhei's nobles.

Youyou let out a long sigh, walked slowly to the floor-to-ceiling window and stood side by side with Shen Zong. Looking at the group of lazy Slowpoke outside the window, she whispered in a negative tone:

"Sigh, Master, I don't know what the important reasons are that would make you willing to risk your reputation and associate with such a rotten person, but I will arrange everything for you."

After receiving Long Bo's sighing and understanding reply, the worry and depression that had been stuck in Shen Zong's chest for several days immediately dissipated without a trace.

Then he turned around and took out the director's business card of the Meteorite Museum from his space backpack, handed it firmly to Long Bo's old and withered hands, and said without thinking:

"Then I'm sorry to trouble you. Yokoyama Yunhei's detailed address and contact information are all recorded on this business card."

"After I get the Poké Ball made by the tungsten steel master, let's set off directly."

Listening to Shen Zong's orders that showed no dignity from a superior, Long Bo, who was infinitely tolerant of his approachable young master, picked up the business card with a wry smile and briefly scanned the contents.

"Yuanyue Town, no problem, Pole Star Castle, huh!?"

"Dazzled, wait, let me take another look."

"This... hiss!!! It's really the Pole Star Castle!"

This garbage place is not the gold-selling cave with extremely high entry barriers as rumored, or the indescribable place in the family information. My young master actually wants to go to such a place!

Even if he wants to make friends with that rotten person, there is no need for the young master to go to a place like this to enjoy...pleasure...well, no, ruin himself.

Long Bo, who was filled with shock and joy, turned back and stared deeply at Shen Zong. He silently put the business card into the lining pocket, suppressed his eyes that were filled with tears, and said to the air with a heavy voice:

"Madam, Master, he has grown up∽"

Shen Zong, who was confused about this and had no idea what Long Bo was talking about, saw the housekeeper who had watched him grow up saying such words inexplicably. He just turned his head and was about to ask.

A loud banging on the door and the unique yelling voice of a certain Poké Ball craftsman followed the long and narrow corridor of the bathroom, directly interrupting the sentences Shen Zong had arranged in his mind.

"Boom, boom, boom."

"I made the tungsten steel for your elf ball. Can I send it to you now?"

"It's Master Tungsten Steel, please come in quickly."

In front of the driver in a suit, who was standing straight and straight in the hotel corridor, he heard Shen Zong's voice of agreement coming from the room.

First, he used his height of over two meters to measure the height of the door frame of the house. Then he hunched over and shrank his neck, held the handle, opened the door, and walked into the only president's suite of this tourist hotel.

"Here, here are the elf balls you customized. I can guarantee that the sturdiness of this set of balls is higher than the balls used by the current league champion."

"But I accidentally overspent the material fee. You have to pay me an additional 50 billion elf coins."

On the marble coffee table, inside the traditional silver-white small alloy boxes, there are two levels arranged in threes and threes. Six gold-backed blue-patterned Poké Balls on each level burst into the eyes of the three people present.

The sphere is strong enough to accommodate a third-level god. The outer shell is made of the alliance's most cutting-edge molecular materials, and the interior is inlaid with fantasy stones that can simulate any environment.

The blue Genji family crest outlined in the mixed liquid is mixed with super crystal powder and tree juice to soothe the elves.

Shen Zong couldn't help but move his hands up and down. After carefully studying the strength of each Poké Ball, Shen Zong undoubtedly had a satisfied smile on his face.

Without hesitation, he took out five bearer savings cards from Alliance Holding Bank from his space backpack and threw them into the tall tungsten steel arms.

With joy in his eyes, he eagerly admired the twelve elf balls that would be the future residence of his own elf, and would accompany him for a long time, or even his entire life. He distractedly said to Long Bo:

"I can't wait to change the house for Guo Ranweng and the others. I'll leave it to you to lead the tungsten steel master to the bank for capital verification."

"Yes, sir."

"Master Tungsten Steel, please come this way."