"Finally back, Sally, did you have fun playing outside?" Philip's expression suddenly became kind, he doted on this youngest son the most. Looking back at the door, the person who came in had red lips and a pink face (crossed out). Although the wording was a bit wrong, the person who came in was a man who could be described as "seductive", or a boy. Different from the brown hair inherited from the Bed family, the boy named Sally had silver hair like a pale moon, with a simple ponytail behind his head, which made him look chic and capable. His travel clothes were also quite exquisite, revealing the dust of a traveler, and he looked like a handsome boy. The premise is to ignore his soft facial features and meters tall. It is not appropriate to say that he is a pseudo-girl, because he has a manly heroic spirit, but if he is said to be a tough guy, it would be a waste of his beautiful facial features, so he can only be regarded as a feminine and handsome boy. The more Philip looked at this child, the more he liked him. He perfectly inherited the beauty of his late mother and the amazing wisdom of the Bed family. At a young age, he had his own unique insights on business and could even lead a caravan on his own. No matter how you look at it, he is the best candidate to inherit the Bed family. Unfortunately, he is an illegitimate child. He is the child of Earl Philip and Pingmin. He was not taken to the Bed family until his mother died five years ago. Out of his debt to his mother, Philip always subconsciously favored Sally, but he did not expect that Sally would be hostile to his two brothers, and the servants also had a bad impression of him privately.
So after the coming-of-age ceremony, Sally often went out to do business and rarely went home. As a result, he really pulled up a caravan with good benefits. "How much did you make this time? Come and share your joy with your father," Philip greeted enthusiastically. "As usual, nothing," Sally stood on tiptoe to hang the coat on the hanger and noticed the report on the table. "I heard that something strange happened in the underground city. Has father finished exploring it?" "Haha, I'm afraid it will be difficult this time," Philip laughed and pushed a thick stack of reports to Philip. "Here are the reports of experts and adventurers invited by the family, as well as some scattered information. Take a look and help me plan how to chew this hard bone?" "Is it really as dangerous as the rumors say?" Sally picked up the report and read it. The corners of his mouth that had been raised before flattened a little bit. Finally, he put down the report expressionlessly, still frowning slightly. Seeing Sally, whose wisdom was not inferior to his, showing this expression, Philip actually felt a little happy. After all, he couldn't let himself be the only one with a headache. "How is it? Is it difficult? I don't know where to start at all," "It's really different from what I imagined," Sally stroked the jewelry ring on his right hand, frowned and said, "Too easy," "What?" Philip suspected that he had heard it wrong, "Too easy?" Intuition told him that his son seemed to have a way to break the deadlock. "Remember the letter I wrote to you, father? I said I met some friends on the trip and wanted to bring them to my home as guests," "Could it be that your friends can..." "Yes, I haven't told you their identities yet," Sally smiled slightly, showing a look of confidence. "It's [Brave]," "A-choo——" Gong Qiying sneezed violently, scratched his head, and said to himself, "Can zombies catch a cold?"
He looked at the crystal ball intently, and observing the way adventurers passed the level had become his favorite program. No TV program in his previous life was as interesting as this one. There are always some magical beings among the adventurers, passing the level in a whimsical way. Someone used a flying pet to light the beacon instead of himself, and unlocked the fortress gate without suffering any damage. Someone used some magic to transform into a murloc and mixed into the monster group. As a result, after lighting two beacons, he was surrounded by murlocs. Only then did he find that he had become a female murloc, and the murlocs in the dungeon were all male. The result was that the adventurer who could not bear the humiliation committed suicide. Someone found that there were two situations when the skeleton monster fell apart. Some of them always fell on the ground with the front of the skull, and some fell on the ground with the back. Combining the two, you get a perpetual motion machine! As a result, the speed was too fast to turn out the soul fire in the skull, and the skeleton monster died. In addition to these tricks, there is another type of people who will never be absent-violent clearance. The most typical one is an adventurer with a little giant blood. After drinking a bottle of berserker potion, this berserker, who is about three meters tall, carried two axes and chopped all the way from the portal to the fortress gate. He chopped the gate like crazy and almost broke through violently. Gong Qiying was so scared that he was considering whether to pull the furnace knight to meet him. In the end, it was the brave army of curse frogs that solved him with curse spray. Curse frogs are really the greatest creatures in the world, hands clasped together. "We should really add more monsters with instant kill mechanisms. Violent players are too scary," Gong Qiying's eyes turned, and suddenly "Huh" after seeing a certain picture. "What the hell is this guy doing?" The figure on the screen is somewhat familiar, with a thin figure, a pale face, and exquisite clothes. Isn't it Wilder. "This guy is not dead yet," Gong Qiying remembered him. He originally thought that the other party was a templated arrogant and small-time young man, but he didn't expect that he was alive until now. He came in when the dungeon opened, and now it's almost closed and he hasn't died yet? It's not surprising that a young master is still alive. What surprised Gong Qiying was what the other party was holding, which was round and red and white. Isn’t that an elf ball? "I remember hiding the Poké Ball in a very hidden bush, and there were Bulbasaur guards around it. How could he get it?" Well, the Poké Ball is nothing, you can get it if you are lucky, but—— "Come on Pikachu, use Discharge!" Wilder was seen with one hand on his hip, throwing the elf ball towards the zombie soldier wandering not far away, and striking a coquettish pose. The next second there was a flash of light, and a Pikachu really jumped out of the ball! "Pika pika-chu!" The yellow electric light burst out, instantly roasting the living corpse soldiers until they were charred on the outside and tender on the inside. They fell to the ground with a bang, and they could no longer die. "Well done Pikachu, you are worthy of being my partner!" "Pickup," Although Wilder looked excited, Pikachu ignored him and jumped directly on top of him.
"No, how could he conquer Pikachu? He can't win no matter what," Gong Qiying didn't know what the problem was. He thought that the Pokémon would be conquered by adventurers, but he didn't expect that it would be conquered by a weakling. This Wilder can't be a one-goal superman who can conquer Pokémon at full health, right? And once Pikachu is subdued, he can cooperate with the opponent in fighting. This tacit understanding always feels like even if Pikachu is killed the next second, he can stand up in order not to make the trainer sad. "This guy is a good prospect, just for training Pokémon," Gong Qiying suddenly wanted to fight Wilder.
