Chapter 79

When leaving the black market.

Natsu has only 100,000 Alliance Coins left.

In addition to buying two Pokémon tools, I also bought a lot of Pokémon food, such as Top Rank Pokéblock, Moo Milk, etc., and prepared some necessities for Pokémon cultivation.

Of course, in addition to these, books have always been his passion.

There are many copies of Pokémon knowledge books or information handbooks that are prohibited or not advocated by the Alliance in the black market, which he basically will not miss.

The last is some basic communication equipment, similar to mobile phones.

This trip to the black market did not encounter any accidents, nor was it targeted by merchants.

It may be because the smell on his body is too heavy, or it may be that he has not completely returned from the state of living in the wild at this time, revealing a chilling and cold aura, others think he is not a man. A character that is easy to deal with, if you are not sure, you will not do it.

In short, when he walked out of the passage inside 115 Kelsa Street, he didn't encounter anything.

But when he came to the store at 115 Kelsa Street, he saw the old man in charge of guarding the gate, talking to someone.

Eye-catching.

When I saw the person who was breaking up with the old man, there was a little surprise in his eyes.

Not because Natsu knew the man, but just because of his attire and his demeanor.

Wearing a somewhat messy gray monk robe, with an orange package slung around his waist, a large string of Buddha beads hanging around his neck, and a string of wood-colored small Buddha beads playing up and down in his hands. Bare top of head .

It is not difficult to see from this dress that the person is a monk.

About seventeen or eighteen years old, Little Monk blushed, his eyes narrowed with a smile, and his huge earlobes on both sides shook as he shook his head.

From a distance, you can faintly smell the faint smell of alcohol.

Speaks softly, with a distinctive voice and intonation.

A monk with wine and meat?

"Xiao Monk's string of beads is a treasure from Bell Tower. It is made of materials blessed by Divine Beast Ho-Oh Sacred Fire. It is sold for 500 yuan, which is really cheap. ." Little Monk tried his best to sell the beads in his hand, looking like I won't leave if you don't buy it.

Old man is also tough, and if you say anything, you won't buy it.

"Oh, Divine Beast Ho-Oh? I also said that my shoes were blessed by Lugia, the sea god, do you want them? I'll sell you 400 cheaper!"

"a monk doesn't 't lie, what the little monk is telling the truth, how can you compare with your dirty shoes?"

Little Monk was not angry, and always looked like a smile.

"A monk? A monk won't be as drunk as you are." The old man's beard was about to blow.

He's been wrangling with this Little Monk for almost half an hour, but he can't get rid of it.

"You don't understand, this wine is 30% sad and 70% bitter. What Xiao Monk is drinking is not the wine, but the suffering of this world." Little Monk said sternly.

Natsu, who passed by with an expressionless face, couldn't help but paused when he heard Little Monk's words of "three points of sadness and seven points of suffering".

This Little Monk is a bit zen.

But the old man obviously didn't want to eat this set, blowing his beard Leer said: "Then you said, what are you going to do with the money you sold the beads?"

Little Monk slapped the palm of his hand. close, and erected a Buddha salute in front of him.

"You can drink tea for more human suffering."

Old man: "."

Natsu: "."

Natsu Shaking his head slightly self-deprecatingly, he strode away.

So having said so much, in conclusion, I just have no money to sell beads for money to buy wine?

I took it for granted Natsu secretly slandered.

After Natsu left, Little Monk suddenly stopped chattering, slowly turned his head, opened his squinting eyes a little, looking at the direction Natsu left, pure and bright within both eyes twinkled slightly. Light, and a hint of doubt.

"Hey, Little Monk, what are you looking at?" the old man couldn't help shouting when he found that Little Monk was distracted in the middle of the quarrel.

"Oh, it's nothing, the monk just thinks, that person… stinks."

Polite Natsu: Are you?

After leaving the black market, Natsu didn't walk away, but took a taxi.

Objective, Silver Pokémon Battle Club!

That's where it all started, Tom Ritchie must have left, but there must be something left.

Natsu's idea is simple.

If you have revenge, you must retaliate.

After being teased for so long by Tom Ritchie as a fool, he wouldn't morbidly feel that the other party was too strong, and he would just be obedient.

That's not rationality, that's shaking M.

Paid double the fare to appease the taxi driver's complaints and head to the Silver Pokémon Battle Club again.

The interior decoration has been restored to its original state, and it seems that it has not been affected by the previous Rotto. Even the huge fish tank in the corner has been repurchased, and the Water Type Pokémon inside is active in the light of the day .

Ignoring the strange glances from people passing by him, he strode to the front desk.

He stopped a step from the front desk.

The eyes under the messy hair flickered, and the shadow of Annie or the Tom Ritchie incident had not completely dissipated.

The receptionist at the front desk is a different person, the same tall, beautiful appearance, the same professional quality, but it is not that taste after all.

Before the busy Hazelnut looked up to see the person coming, he smelled a sour smell and couldn't help frowned.

When she looked up and saw Natsu standing in front of her, her professional qualities still allowed her to smooth her frown and show a professional smile, but the disgust in her eyes could not be erased.

"Sir, this is you."

Natsu took out a card and put it on the counter without speaking.

When Hazel saw this card representing the club's intermediate rank sparring ID card, her expression couldn't help showing a little surprise.

"Please wait."

With a "beep", some basic information about Natsu was displayed on the computer screen.

"Natsu ." Hazel silently repeated the name in her heart. The difference between Natsu's appearance in the information photo and his appearance at this time was too great.

When I pulled the information to the end and saw that its registered Pokémon was Weedle, I knew it.

With an apologetic expression on his face, he handed the card to the counter in both hands, "Sorry sir, because you've been missing for a month, the club has added a new Weedle Trainer as a sparring partner, so."

Natsu has been missing for a time.

Silver Pokémon Versus Club is of course impossible to keep this slot vacant.

Natsu wasn't surprised either.

Nodding and said: "It doesn't matter, but I remember that the club has a rule that when a sparring partner leaves due to Pokémon evolution and many other unexpected circumstances, this sparring partner will have a chance to challenge another sparring partner. The winner stays."

"That's right." Hazel nod replied.

So she understood what Natsu meant.

"So, are you going to challenge Kakuna's sparring team? Or still choose Weedle?"

In order to keep the job, a Pokémon evolves, and another Pokémon continues the job .

It's all too common.

"No." Natsu shook the head.

"That's it."

Natsu's eyes twinkled.

"Beedrill."

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