There's something wrong with this elf trainer

Chapter 18 This is very beaver

The Superpower Association, an officially recognized organization, is nominally an organization that manages superpowers and fights for their interests. In fact, it is just a place where a group of people with superpowers seek a sense of identity. For more than sixty years The predecessor of this association was a society where several superpowers gathered together to keep warm.

After all, superpowers are not as popular as special powers such as Bird, Tokiwa, and Chaoke. People with superpowers are notoriously weird and... unstable.

boom!

"President, something is bad!"

President Yan Daoming's hands didn't even shake, and he still steadily put the strawberries on the fresh cream cake into his mouth.

He knew the person who kicked in and was considered a veteran of the Superpower Association. He had treated the mental illness of many superpowers since he had tricked the recently graduated psychiatrist into joining the association 20 years ago...except for Nazi.

He also did the psychological evaluations for Zhu Xia and He Zhong when they entered the association, but there was something wrong and they made a fuss. This was the 14th time he kicked the door this year.

"Be steady and steady. Our association is so idle that it has almost become a mental hospital. What big thing can happen?"

"President, something big happened this time!" Zhang Ruilun stepped forward and patted the table hard, causing ripples to flow from the misty coffee on the table.

Seeing that his president was so busy sitting in the office eating desserts every day, Zhang Ruilun just wanted to go back 20 years and shoot the person who agreed to the invitation.

He originally joined the superpower association just to be lazy, but he didn't expect that a large number of superpower patients who suffered from depression or autism because they were incompatible with ordinary people, and occasionally had antisocial symptoms, kept him busy. The person who deceived him is so leisurely now.

Retaliating, he picked up the coffee on the table and drank it in one gulp. Zhang Ruilun's eyes widened and he swallowed the coffee while resisting the heat and bitterness.

Damn it, this old guy has such a unique taste, and he doesn’t add sugar.

"Tell me, what happened?" Yan Daoming took out a bitter melon from the drawer, took a bite, and cut a piece of cake into his mouth.

The taste of bitterness and sweetness exploded in his mouth, and the taste produced by the combination of the two made Yan Daoming so happy that he wanted to go to heaven.

Zhang Ruilun's eyelids twitched and he sighed in his heart for the countless times. He coughed twice, cleared his throat and said, "An Jing from the Zhuxia area has been admitted to a mental hospital."

"Pfft!"

Zhang Ruilun ducked to the side and dodged the wave of biochemical attacks as expected.

"Ahem...what did you say?"

Yan Daoming's eyes almost popped out of his head, "I remember that the psychological report when he joined the association didn't mention that he was mentally ill?"

"I'm a psychiatrist. Who knows if An Anxiang is mentally ill." Zhang Ruilun rolled his eyes, feeling that his president overestimated him.

What does mental problems have to do with a little psychiatrist like him?

Yan Daoming felt that the people and things in front of him were gradually blurring, his head was dizzy, and he looked like he was about to return to the west.

Originally, Nazi and Cattleya had already caused enough headaches for their association, but they didn't expect that among the three people, they were just out of temper, and the one who reassured them the most also had problems.

"Yu Tianwang called me and asked me to take some time to do a psychological evaluation with An Sheng."

Zhang Ruilun hurriedly spoke, fearing that his president would return to the West, otherwise who would manage the association in the future?The decadent vice-president who hangs around outside his daughter's gym all day long?That would be the end of the Super Power Association.

"According to Yu Tianwang, Anjing is probably just because the environment in the mental hospital is strange and he wants to go in and experience life."

"No, you don't understand."

Yan Daoming took out the bitter melon he had taken a bite out of and said, "There once was a person with superpowers who entered a mental hospital to experience life."

"and then?"

"Then he never came out and is still in the intensive care ward."

Yan Daoming sighed. He knew best what a mental hospital was. When he went to communicate with the director and wanted to rescue the superpower person, he was almost left behind by the rationale told by several patients.

The twinkling light in the eyes of the dean and those doctors at that time was a lifelong shadow for him.

"Then...should you go or not?"

What Yan Daoming said made Zhang Ruilun retreat.

"Go, why don't you go?"

Yan Daoming's eyes widened. Can An Sheng compare with that superpower person back then?If those doctors knew the power of his rage, they might be able to ask Grandpa and Grandma to let them take Anping away.

After a while, the two got into the car and rushed to the airport.

Yan Daoming was silent for a long time: "Ruilun, do you know a few spiritual experts? Let's see if they are interested in joining the association."

Zhang Ruilun: "...Are you as busy as me after joining? I will never let my friends join."

"Two months of paid vacation."

"How many you want?"

"..." Yan Daoming was silent for a long time, "The more, the better. Bring a few more psychologists. The association's psychiatrists are not enough. I'll give you one more month."

"I promise to handle things properly for you, President!"

……

An Jing felt that entering a mental hospital was a fruitful experience.

In just a short while, a super genius was discovered. Although this genius acted a bit crazy, geniuses have some quirks, don’t they?

For example, this genius was pulling him and explaining to him how to obtain knowledge of the universe. According to him, two elves with gauze-like tentacles told him.

An Jian felt that the genius in front of him was more important. After all, it was most likely Deoxysius, the cosmic elf. Maybe he had gained the friendship of the cosmic elf.

This takes the power of serene persuasion to another level.

"Gone with the wind~" (The master's illness has become milder again, probably because he has friends, right?)

The two lightly held hands and quietly came to the courtyard, looking at the patient who was explaining to a young man with a happy face.

"Gone with the wind~" (Please leave this book in the master's room.)

Pink Qingpiao looked around, came to a lucky egg holding a medical report, and handed her a book recording astronomy.

"Geely." (Give your master another book? Don't worry, we will definitely cure him.)

The little lucky egg angel smiled and took the book.

These two Qingpiaoyao are old acquaintances in their courtyard. They visit their trainer every week and bring an astronomy book with them.

Because the patient was an astronomy enthusiast before entering the hospital, the two elves hoped that these books could cure the trainer.

I don’t know if he used the lucky eggs, but the patient became much quieter. He would talk to his fellow patients in confusion every day and sit on the grass in a daze.

The progress of treatment is very gratifying(??????)??

While An Sheng was trying to persuade him, Yu Yi was holding a cup of tea and looking at him from the window of the dean's office with a complicated expression.

"I didn't expect that he was the son of King Yu Tian. He was really... naughty." Yang Yushu searched his brain and couldn't think of how to praise An Sheng, so he could only use the word "naughty" for him.

"Dean Yang, do you think my son is mentally ill?"

Yu Yi couldn't think of any reason to comfort herself. The only person who could chat so happily with a mentally ill person was a mentally ill person, right?

Yang Yushu's face froze. How should I tell you? I was planning to draft a treatment plan before King Yu Tian came.

"Forget it." Yu Yi thought it would be better to bring her son up and ask him.

"Zoroark, bring your little master, and..." She pointed at Vulpix who ran to a patient who fantasized about being an emperor and accepted the position of general, her eyelids twitching.

No need to confirm this, it’s hopeless.

"Solo."

Zoroark nodded silently, opened the window, and jumped out, determined in his heart that even if An Sheng was really sick, he would take care of him for the rest of his life.

"Sir, I..."

Before An Sheng could finish her words, she felt her back collar being pulled up, and then her legs lifted off the ground.

With this familiar strength, An Sheng immediately guessed who was grabbing his collar.

"Wow."

Vulpix spit out a small string of sparks and touched the paper armor on his head, feeling a little regretful.

She had just received the position of general and was being served comfortably by several people. Couldn't she be allowed to enjoy it for a while longer?

"Mom? Why are you here so early?"

His feet landed firmly on the ground, and his collar was fixed by Zoroark. He sighed peacefully at Zoroark's damn gentleness and made a sound of doubt.

Seeing that An Sheng still knew her, Yu Yi's expression relaxed a little, "I also want to ask you why you came to the mental hospital if you have nothing to do?"

The voice was gentle, for fear that the too serious tone might offend An Jing, who was likely to get sick.

"..." An Shen was silent for a moment, then said cautiously: "I said I came to experience life, do you believe it?"

"Do you think I believe it?"

Yu Yi's face darkened, looking at his cautious and coy look, she seemed to know why he came here, "Don't tell me that you came here to avoid the limelight?"

After a long life, this kid actually learned to be shy and avoid the limelight, and his brain circuit became normal.

No, the brain circuit is still abnormal. Except for those who want to avoid crimes, who would avoid the limelight and go to a mental hospital because of the social reality of death?

"Dean Yang, it seems that my child is not ill, so let's take our leave first." Yu Yi said to Yang Yushu, pulled An Sheng out and walked out, then suddenly stopped and turned her head.

"Do you think there's anything wrong with my son's Vulpix?" She pointed to her head and asked cryptically.

"This one……"

Dean Yang lowered his head and pondered for a moment, "I don't know much about elves, but I will find the lucky egg to come over and check it carefully."

"sorry to bother you."

……

"Good luck, good luck~" (There is nothing wrong with this aspect of the brain. As for why he agreed with the patient's ideas so quickly, it may just be that it is easier to fool.)

Gilly Dan shook her head regretfully. The Vulpix in front of her spoke clearly and answered questions in a reasonable and orderly manner. Unfortunately, she thought that the Vulpix would be an opportunity for her to improve her medical skills to a higher level, but she made a mistake after all.

Looking at Vulpix, his eyes were no longer radiant. He habitually took out a universal energy cube he made and stuffed it into Vulpix's mouth, and then put her down.

"Ugh." (Bland.)

Vulpix swallowed the energy cube, commented lightly, and then jumped on An Anping's shoulder under Geely Dan's murderous gaze.

"Woo!" (Trainer's locomotive starts.)

"What did you say?"

Anping didn't ask until he walked out of the door of the mental hospital. He shuddered when he thought of the Geely Egg's anger meter being filled up.

The angry little angel of the lucky egg turns out to be so scary.

Vulpix glanced at the trainer and said, "Ugh." (You can't understand anything I say, and you can't even read minds. What's the use of this superpower?)

"Forget that I don't understand."

Listening to the whine coming out of Liuwei's mouth, An Sheng couldn't understand a single word except that he could sense with her super power that she seemed to be extremely disdainful when she said this.

"It seems that it is urgent to find a telepathic elf."

Withdrawing his fist from Vulpix's little fox head, he hit the big bump on her head with a poke ball. After retracting Vulpix, he smiled peacefully and climbed onto Charizard's back.

"Roar...roar..."

Charizard was about to look up to the sky and roar, showing his majesty, but when Yu Yi said something disturbing, he had to lower his head and roar softly.

An Sheng skillfully took out the eye patch from his pocket and put it on his head. He stepped on the flying protective gear worn by Charizard with his feet and hugged his neck tightly with both hands.

No way, this is the only way for people who are afraid of heights to want to ride the Flying Elf.

As long as I can't see and can still step on things with my feet, I'm not afraid/satisfied.jpg

Charizard shook his body, his wings began to flap, and a sound broke through the air. When the dust dispersed, if anyone could only see the black spot in the sky.

Yu Yi put her hands in her pockets and stood on the back of the fire-breathing dragon. She looked forward indifferently. Suddenly her expression changed. She lowered her head and asked, "Why are you holding my feet?"

"I'm afraid you'll be blown away by the wind."

Even though An Sheng has been in this world for many years, he still can't understand why these trainers riding flying elves are standing on the backs of the elves, aren't they afraid of being blown out by the wind?

"Have you ever seen a trainer who was blown away by the wind on the elf's back?" Yu Yi didn't ask An Anxiang to let go of his hands. After all, it was her son's wish.

But I have already thought about where to throw this kid to cause trouble when I get home.

I heard that there is a flight training class in Changbai Mountain. This kid is quite suitable. After all, as a trainer, you can't be afraid of heights.

"Is this a beaver?"

"It's very beaver."

Peaceful and silent, this is another world where Newton would cry when he saw it.

Wouldn't it be better to let Mr. Newton rest in peace?

Maybe when a tomb robber digs up Uncle Newton's tomb, he won't have to lift the coffin board, because he has already lifted it many times. Maybe he will even stand up and give a friendly international gesture to the tomb robber.

"Charizard, I'm going to trouble you for a while."

"Hoar?" (No problem.)

Although he didn't know what Yu Yi meant when he said this, Charizard agreed.

Your mistress would never leave her peace to him, would she?

Impossible, the mistress treats them best.

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