Pokémon Devil King

Chapter 299 New Mission

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Just when Jiuji was thinking about whether to let Gengar use hypnosis on him, suppressed laughter suddenly broke out at the door of the lounge.

Zhulan's grandmother, Dr. Mustard Orchid, held the door open, laughing so hard that she couldn't cover her mouth: "It turns out that little Zhulan has such a cute nickname!"

"Didn't you say that you would stay up all night in the research institute to analyze the stone tablet?" Zhu Lan held her forehead and sighed. The original script of teasing the children was probably going to turn into a game between grandparents and grandchildren in the future.

"I'm leaving now." Dr. Mustard Orchid wiped the tears from her eyes, "You guys continue chatting, just pretend I've never been here~" After that, she disappeared at the door humming a Sinnoh folk song.

Jiuji covered his face in despair. It was over. It was already embarrassing, and now Baicai-sister, ah, Zhulan-sister's grandmother heard it. He had never hated his mouth so much.

On the ground, Jiuji's shadow was shaking suspiciously - a certain ghost-type Pokémon who loved to watch the fun was definitely trying not to laugh.

"It's a homophone of シロナ, right?" Zhulan suddenly took out a notebook with a pattern of the ruins of Shinto Town, and drew a smooth arc on the paper with her fountain pen. "Xiaobaicai...what a creative interpretation."

“You already know everything, yet you still ask…” Jiuji turned his head unconsciously, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the literature on the other person’s bookshelf—the latest edition of “A Study of Folk Customs in Xicui Region”.

Zhulan followed her gaze and raised her eyebrows: "You don't mean to say that this is related to the ancient language of Shenao?"

If you don’t guess the correct answer right away, it’s okay to say this… Jiuji complained silently.

"Of course not. What I want to say is: I'm very sorry, I gave you a nickname without your... No, without your consent." Jiuji straightened his back and looked directly at Zhulan.

Damn it! This nickname is clearly the collective wisdom of tens of millions of fans!

I never thought that one day I would be blamed for this.

Zhulan closed the pen, with a smile in her eyes: "No need to apologize, I am honored to be given such a friendly title."

She pushed the notebook in front of Jiuji. On the page were doodles of a cute version of Cabbage Pakchoy and Garchomp. "Maybe we can use this as an Easter egg in the new Sinnoh League brochure?"

Jiuji's ears felt slightly hot, and she was now just thankful that she had fair skin, so her blushing wasn't noticeable at all.

Ahhhh! !

Why has no one ever told her that Zhulan is such a good flirter?

However, if it comes to this, she won't admit defeat!

"As for the Easter egg..." Jiuji unscrewed Zhulan's pen, and drew a Q version of Zhulan on the edge of the cabbage with the tip of the pen, and also drew a small heart, "How can it be without the champion himself?"

I originally thought that Zhulan might refute or make fun of me, but I didn't expect the champion to just nod his head, as if what you said made sense.

What's this feeling of punching cotton?

"Has the brochure been finalized?" Dr. Mustard Orchid suddenly reappeared from outside the door. "It should have been finalized a long time ago. Those people from the Alliance call me every day and give me a headache."

"Grandma..." Zhulan was speechless. She suspected that her grandma had not left at all and was waiting to ruin her show.

"Oh, my memory has been getting worse recently. How come I forgot something again?" Dr. Mustard Orchid looked distressed and walked away shaking his head.

Okay, Jiuji feels comfortable now. It turns out that he is not afraid of god-like opponents, but he is afraid of god-like teammates, hahaha!

After that, the two of them tacitly skipped this topic.

Zhulan started a new topic: "I have a mission here. Would you like to take it? It will take about seven or eight days. I wonder if it will affect your trip back to Hoenn."

"What mission? Seven or eight days should be no problem." Jiuji nodded. She didn't care which region's mission she took, as long as the total amount in the end was enough for her to challenge the king.

Currently, all regions have accumulated a total of 4300 points, which is far from . Well, it’s just a drop in the bucket.

But it doesn’t matter. As long as your trainer level goes up and you take on missions worth tens of thousands of points, these will be small problems.

Zhulan gently placed the teaspoon on the edge of the bone china cup and poured a cup of tea for the two of them: "Have you heard of the 'Thousand Needle Sea'? The oldest tribe of knotweeds in the entire Sinnoh lives in that fir forest. Every late autumn, they use silk threads to weave fallen leaves into huge cocoons, which look like amber palaces hanging in the clouds from a distance."

Jiuji took a sip, and the light fruity aroma was refreshing: "But it's only the beginning of summer now."

"That's exactly the problem." Zhulan took out the images sent by the forest ranger from the file bag - the lush green fir forest was covered with pale silk cocoons, and flocks of noisy birds that should have been playing in the treetops fell into the open space in the forest, their wings glued into stiff fan shapes by mucus.

Jiuji tapped the table with his knuckles. “I’ve seen similar cases in trees before—when the stingtails sense the scent of the migrating swallowtail butterflies, they will pupate two weeks earlier.”

Zhulan opened the map and tapped the coordinates of the Thousand Needles Forest with her fingertips: "It's worse than that. Last week, the Blizzard King tribe suddenly left the foothills of Tianguan Mountain and headed south along the tributary of Wisdom Lake."

"Their migration routes overlap with the habitat of the knotweeds. The mutant spores cause the knotweeds to cocoon prematurely, and the entire ecological chain is out of balance."

Jiuji stared at the twisted silk cocoons in the video. The cocoons that should have been as transparent as amber were now emitting a sickly grayish white. She noticed a strange blue light flashing in the corner of a certain video: "What is this?"

"A mutation of the Xueli monster's spores." Zhulan took out another report from the file bag.

"They secrete neurotoxins that cause hallucinations in those who come into contact with them. The ranger said a researcher accidentally touched one the day before yesterday and then danced a waltz with a waffle maker for half an hour."

Jiuji's fingertips unconsciously stroked the edge of the teacup: "Where is the Blizzard King Group going now?"

"The south bank of Ruizhi Lake is advancing at a speed of five kilometers per day." Zhulan arranged the photos in the file bag one by one.

The migrating team of more than 20 snow hat monsters and blizzard kings was like a moving snow mountain, and their thick soles left footprints with ice crystals on the frozen soil.

The leader, the Blizzard King, had an exceptionally large crown-like crown on his head, and three hideous scars on his left eye.

"Of course, this mission is not for you to study why the Blizzard King migrates. There are specialized researchers who will be responsible for this. Your mission is to assist them and ensure their safety during the research and exploration process."

"The points awarded for this escort mission are 1500. In addition, if there are additional needs, such as changing the migration route of the Blizzard King, additional mission points will be awarded depending on the situation."

"The difficulty of this mission is that the leader of the Blizzard King is about level 60, plus the tribe, ordinary investigators can't handle it at all." Zhulan collected all the information and pushed the file bag to Jiuji: "How about it, are you interested?"

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