Are you sure it's Pokémon

"It's so cute, Kawaii, you actually said that such a cute creature is Pikachu, how could you do this, Lu Ming?"

Lu Ming used the Blood Successor Boundary Byakugan, then calmly took out the Zanpakuto illustrated book in his backpack, and used it on the Pikachu who for some reason just stood there and looked at it quietly.Then I found that there was no response at all. . .Is this stuck? ? ?I didn’t buy anything either.

Lu Ming then remembered that this was not a regular Pokémon world.

Nothing to prove

Lu Ming had nothing to do, and at this time Xiaoxia spoke again.

"Lu Ming, did you just ask me if there is any way to conquer Pokémon, right? There is a way, but it is very troublesome. The first is to develop feelings like a beast, which is accompanied by the danger of life. The second is to conquer with absolute force. This requires a lot of one's own strength, and the success rate is relatively low. There is also the third method of training from an early age. This method has the highest success rate, but the cost is also high and the conditions are not low."

Lu Ming was thoughtful after listening to Xiaoxia's words. If the opponent is a god, we have no chance of winning. It's not certain whether this guy is a skin god?But then I thought about it, if I could maintain my original image in this weird world, even if I wasn't a god, I would still be just a good guy.

Lu Ming seemed to be thinking about countermeasures, but in fact he was in a daze, waiting for countermeasures to emerge from his mind.But Xiaoxia's side was different. She saw him slowly approaching Pikachu with a crazy look on his face.

Pikachu looked at Xiaoxia who was approaching with a crazy smile on his face. He tilted his head and saw "Pikachu." He came over suddenly and suddenly. The speed was so crazy that Xiaoxia felt that her eyes were blurred. She was standing where she was. The Pikachu there had disappeared, and it looked like she was pregnant with something extra. When she lowered her head, she realized, isn't this that cute creature?

This wave of blood earned ah.

Lu Ming looked at Pikachu in Xiaoxia's arms and felt that there must be something wrong with the script. The author must have written the book over and over while watching other scenes. The scenes were very simple, the actions were repetitive, and most of them were shot by only two people. Movies and then exercise the left hand, what are they written about.

Lu Ming tried to get close to Pikachu, who was still in Xiaoxia's arms, and wanted to touch its head.One move to rub the dog's head angrily. . .No, he was rubbing Pikachu's head angrily. . .It doesn’t seem quite right.

To be honest, Lu Ming is very nervous now. After all, that was really Lu Ming's childhood. He almost burst into tears. He remembers how much he wanted to have a Pokémon of his own when he was a child, especially Pikachu.I even dreamed about it at night, catching Pokémon at my door.

Pikachu, who was in Xiaoxia's arms, seemed to feel that Lu Ming was approaching him. His ears twitched slightly, and he raised his head, which had been buried in Xiaoxia's chest, to look at Lu Ming.

Lu Ming was so stared at by Pikachu that his face felt a little hot and he didn't know what to say. For some reason, he remembered what that guy Xiaozhi said.

"Pikachu, I am Lu Ming who is traveling with the goal of becoming the world's best Zanpakutō user. Please give me your advice."

When Pikachu heard Lu Ming's words, he looked forward to Lu Ming's body and sniffed the scent with his small nose.

Then he glanced at Lu Ming with his ears twitching, sniffed carefully again, shook his head and retracted his little head back into Xiaoxia's arms.

Lu Ming was so confused that he didn't know what was going on. He muttered to himself whether there was something wrong with the author's brain. I was the protagonist or something.I turned around and counted the petals of the peach blossoms.

Count the petals and throw them into the lake. . .The familiar melody came to mind again.

Snowflakes are fluttering, the north wind is blowing, and the world is vast.

A cut plum blossom stands proudly in the snow, only for the Iraqis to waft the fragrance.

I love what I love without any regrets. This love will last forever.

I don’t know whether it was Lu Ming’s displeasure or Lu Ming’s stick-making behavior, but Pikachu jumped out of Xiaoxia’s arms, jumped behind Lu Ming, and launched a fatal scissor kick because his legs were too short. It was like a direct kick to Lu Ming, but don't misunderstand that although it looked like a flying kick, it was actually a fatal scissor kick.This is critical.

Under the influence of this flying kick, no, it was a fatal scissor kick, Lu Ming fell directly into the lake.

As a promising young man in the 21st century, he never worried about who should be saved first when his girlfriend and mother fell into the water at the same time, because he couldn't swim either.

"Help, help, help, help, help, help...oh, oh...oh"

Lu Ming just sank like this. This was only the third day of time travel. This was the third life and death crisis, on average, once a day. How to play this.

It's sinking, sinking, sinking. There seems to be no fish in this lake. It's strange. Why is there no suffocation of drowning? There seems to be a very strange feeling. The body seems to become very light, and it feels like it can fly.

Slowly twisting my body, I can swim freely in this water. It's really amazing. Is it possible that no one can drown in the lake in this world?

The strange thing wasn't just that, Lu Ming could clearly see things in the water, and felt that there seemed to be something he was missing deeper in the lake, so he subconsciously swam deeper.

I don't know how long I have been swimming.

"Hey, isn't this the new Armstrong accelerated swing jet Armstrong cannon? It's so complete."

A three-color stick appeared in a place similar to an altar under the lake. The strange thing is that the stick is fixed with two spherical objects.

So what appeared in front of Lu Ming was a combination of two balls with a stick in the middle. In terms of size, it was indeed about the same size as the Armstrong 120 Rapid Fire Cannon (1).

At this time, the Zanpakuto illustrated book that Lu Ming casually put into his trouser pocket began to ring.

"Misaka Mikoto, an electric Zanpakutō, a Zanpakutō with strong penetrating power, possesses very powerful control over electric skills.

Description: The electric light dancing on your fingertips is my only belief in this life

"Kusou, how can this be like this? This is too much. There is nothing wrong with Xinbaji's glasses. I can tolerate Natsu turning into a sword. But is it really okay for Misaka Mikoto to become like this? People are equal in front and back. What's the connection between a board and a stick? I can accept it if you turn into a shield, but I really can't accept it..."

"Hey, that's not right. Maybe it's not because of the flat front and back panels. If it has nothing to do with Dahai's calm chest, is it because of the safety pants? Yes, seconds, wonderful, wonderful, wonderful, that's right. If it is Because it makes sense when it comes to safety pants. Yes, there is no problem if the safety pants are connected to the stick, and the two balls can also be explained, okay."

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Misaka Mikoto: A character in the anime "A Certain Magical Index" and the protagonist of "Scientific Railgun", known as: Railgun, characterized by flat chest and safety pants.See more!Prestige official account: hhxs665