The low-level trainer of the elf world

in the rain.

Wearing ill-fitting clothes, kicking ill-fitting shoes, Xia Yan with half a piece of bread in his mouth, and a petite khaki elf lying on his shoulder, walked out of the alley.

The unicorn's small mung bean-like eyes looked at the bread in his mouth, swallowing quietly, but did not dare to express it.

The ruthlessness Xia Yan commanded it just now, and the fact that it cannot be questioned, made it a little scared.

As if sensing its thoughts, Xia Yan took down the bread, tore a piece, and handed it to the unicorn on his shoulder.

Woo

The unicorn called softly, blinked its small eyes, and seemed to ask, Is this for me?

Xia Yan touched its back lightly. On the seemingly smooth carapace, there were tiny, imperceptible fluff. The unicorn narrowed its eyes, seeming to enjoy it.

Eat, what you made just now is very good. Xia Yan praised softly.

With food in his stomach, the throbbing stomach finally got relieved, and his limbs finally gained some strength.

Woo!

Hearing what he said, the unicorn rolled his eyes with a happy smile, took the bread with the spike on its tail, and ate it with small bites on his shoulder.

The unicorn is an insect-type elf, and can satisfy its own needs by eating only leaves.

But if this is the case, the upper limit of this unicorn beetle will not be much higher than those ordinary needle bees in the woods.

Energy cubes and elf food are of course the best choices, but now Xia Yan does not have such financial resources, this piece of bread is his most valuable thing.

People say that true love is not based on how much he can give you when he is the richest, but whether he will give you half of it when there is only one piece of bread left.

The first time I met Xia Yan's unicorn, I didn't feel very good about him.

But at this moment, it felt Xia Yan's sincerity.

Eating the bread, she lightly rubbed against his neck as a gesture of goodwill.

Elves are very simple creatures. While possessing great power, their minds are not complicated. They have very clear feelings about who treats them well and who treats them badly.

At least the current unicorn has forgotten how aggressive Xia Yan was before.

Feeling the cold touch on his neck, Xia Yan smiled.

He stuffed the remaining bread into his mouth in one bite, and none of the crumbs from his fingertips fell.

He quickly adapted to his current status.

Perhaps because of the rapid fusion of memories.

He took out a handful of money from his pocket, which he borrowed from the man with the scar and his two younger brothers.

Crumpled bills, a few coins here and there.

The amount is not large, only thirty-three yuan in total.

But it is the most he has ever taken since he was a child.

It's just that for him now, for cultivating elves, it still seems like a drop in the bucket.

There were few people on the street in the rain.

Xia Yan walked all the way, leaving the bustling urban area, and came to a dilapidated house on the edge of the city.

The house was piled up with debris, and there was a big hole in the roof. There were a lot of dry straw piled up in the corner. This was Xia Yan's shelter.

Dilapidated and messy.

But better than rain.

Start a fire.

Sit quietly in front of the bonfire, let the flames bring a little warmth to the cold body, and at the same time dry the clothes on your body.

The unicorn seemed very happy.

Crawling on the ground.

Cautiously approaching the flame, wondering what the red hot thing was, approached with his tail, but got burned, and pouted his mouth aggrievedly.

But soon forget it.

Running quickly to the holed roof, the rainwater pooled in the cracks in the house, the unicorn stuck out its small tongue and licked the cold rainwater, shivering.

Then, as if thinking of something, he put his tail into the rain.

The coolness dilutes the faint burning pain on the tail, and he narrows his eyes comfortably.

Woo moaned.

After doing this, it ran to the piled stone slab, proud as a brave man who had climbed the peak, and ran to Xia Yan, sniffed the straw on the ground, picked up one, and bit it lightly, the taste is sure It was not tasty and quickly spit it out.

The newborn it is like a curious baby, so curious about everything in the dilapidated room.

Finally tired from playing, he found a comfortable position in Xia Yan's arms, curled up and fell asleep deeply.

Looking at the exhausted unicorn, Xia Yan smiled helplessly.

He rolled up a piece of clothes and gently covered it.

The unicorn twisted its body unconsciously, completely sinking itself into the warm clothes, its closed eyes curved.

Xia Yan continued to look at the beating bonfire.

Firelight flickered in his eyes.

He is thinking.

How to survive in this world, how to use your own advantages.

Back to the original world?

If there is this opportunity, he will consider it, but since there is no such thing, don't waste extra energy.

He looked down at the quiet unicorn again.

A favorite sentence of previous PM lovers flashed in my mind.

There are no useless elves, only useless trainers.

Well said, so I choose Yusanjia at the beginning.

Of course, under the premise of some choices.

It may be a joke, but it also proves that elves do have too many possibilities.

An elf like a unicorn has a low race value, few skills, and weak combat power, not even as good as its close relative, the green caterpillar. At least it has the extravagant hope of evolving into Rayquaza.

But it cannot be denied that it has a certain growth limit.

The final evolution of the unicorn, the big needle bee, also has a representative elf.

The big needle bee in the hands of the Rockets leader Sakagi is a typical representative of the upper limit of elves like the big needle bee.

Of course, it was built with the accumulation of countless resources.

Violently beating the kings and champions is the basic practice.

Moreover, there is a super-evolution of the big needle bee, which shows that this kind of elf can have a higher upper limit.

But the upper limit of elves is one thing, and the cultivation of trainers is another.

Cultivating an elf, especially an elf with a relatively low starting point like a unicorn, to reach the same height as other elves requires a lot of resources and the most correct method.

Xia Yan doesn't have any of these now.

It can't be said that there are none, at least in terms of training methods, he has some ideas from the previous world.

But what restricts him most now is resources, financial resources, and money.

There are only thirty-three yuan in his pocket, which is enough to feed himself and the unicorn for a few days, which is a problem.

So, after thinking for a long time, I finally came back to how to obtain resources.

actually.

He also has an easier option.

That is to let the unicorn beetle grow freely, as long as it evolves into a big needle bee, it will have a certain basic combat power.

Unicorns have an extremely short growth cycle, and can be said to be one of the fastest-evolving elves among all elves.

Then, with the help of the evolved Big Needle Bee, look for opportunities to subdue elves that are easier to cultivate and have a higher upper limit.

It's just that if you miss the two precious stages of cultivation, the unicorn beetle and the iron shell pupa, the final big needle bee will be considered useless.

Exchange an elf for greater possibilities?

Perhaps, Xia Yan could easily make this decision before, but now looking at the unicorn curled up in his arms, full of trust and dependence on him

He gave up.

We're all at the bottom of each other's biological chain, but I don't think we'll always be at the bottom.

Gently stroking the unicorn, Xia Yan made a decision.

Find a way to make money!

As a trainer, what is the fastest way to make money?

As far as Xia Yan's current understanding of the world is concerned, it's a duel!

But trying to defeat others with a newly born unicorn with zero combat experience is tantamount to wishful thinking.

So he needs to change his mind a little bit.

I already have an idea in my heart, but the premise is that the unicorn will make some progress, at least not in the posture of a newly born elf.

The active thoughts took a lot of energy, and after gradually calming down, sleepiness came.

Holding the unicorn, leaning against the corner of the wall, Xia Yan quickly fell asleep with the warmth of the campfire.

A rain, a broken house, a person and an elf.

The beginning of a story.