Elf: Is the bear apprentice the weakest? I'll shatter the sky with my fists.

Hearing footsteps, she turned around and said with a smile, "Good morning, Master~"

She held up her plate like a treasure, the three-layered sandwiches piled high and seemingly about to collapse.

Talebagos was already impatiently tugging at Li Chen's hair, his little nose twitching incessantly.

Li Chen pulled out a dining chair and sat down, the wooden chair legs making a soft creaking sound on the floor.

He rested his chin on his hand, looked at Sakurada Yukari, and smiled, "Then I've come at just the right time."

Li Chen patted the empty seat next to him: "Then, Master's stomach is in your hands."

Talebagos immediately leaped onto the dining table, its tail tip wagging expectantly from side to side, making a swishing sound on the tablecloth.

Meloeta floated onto Li Chen's shoulder and curiously poked at the fried egg in one of the sandwiches.

At this moment, Ao Shiyao sat down next to Li Chen and picked up the white porcelain pot with her delicate hand.

Warm milk is slowly poured into a glass.

"While it's hot."

She pushed the cup in front of him, the rising steam obscuring the faint smile on her lips.

Thank you.

Li Chen reached out and ruffled Ao Shiyao's hair. He then picked up his milk glass and drank it all in one gulp.

It's not too hot, it's alright.

.......

After breakfast.

The morning dew in the back garden had not yet dried.

As soon as Li Chen stepped onto the lawn, a huge splash of water suddenly erupted on the surface of the water.

The scales on Gyarados's body reflected the rising sun as it raised its head from the pond, splashing water droplets that left countless streaks in the air.

"Not bad, you're very energetic today."

Li Chen crossed his arms and looked at Gyarados, which proudly raised its head, letting the sunlight stream onto its scales.

Just as he was about to take out the energy cube, a muffled voice suddenly called out from behind him: "Hey."

Li Chen turned around and saw Tao Dailang hovering in mid-air, his short arms crossed over his chest, cosplaying as a peach.

"What's wrong?"

Li Chen raised an eyebrow and asked.

Tao Dailang's poison sac contracted slightly, his voice hoarse: "Those lunatics from the Divine Society have been making frequent moves lately..."

You'd better be careful.

"Long time no see, Li Chen~"

Before he could finish speaking, Jirachi suddenly floated out from the side.

It rubbed its sleepy eyes, its ribbon-like tentacles affectionately wrapping around Li Chen's wrist: "Good morning, want to make a wish? Although it might not come true~"

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Chapter 533 Returning to Rongcheng

"Isn't this our little star?"

Li Chen smiled and lightly scratched Jirachi's chin with his fingertips. "How have you been getting along with Momoya lately?"

Jirachi happily twirled in the air, its ribbons swaying merrily: "So-fun!"

It started counting on its short fingers, "Tao Tao taught me how to play mahjong, Texas Hold'em, blackjack..."

Li Chen's smile gradually froze, and he turned to glare at Tao Dailang.

The latter was nervously covering its face with its appendages, its venom sacs bulging and contracting, glowing with a purple light.

"Peach, bad, young man—"

Li Chen grabbed Tao Dailang, who was trying to slip away, and said through gritted teeth, "Is this how you corrupt underage magical beasts?!"

Kirachi excitedly added, "We played Texas Hold'em all night last night! Peach lost so much she even had to pawn her drug pods..."

Before he could finish speaking, Tao Dailang covered his mouth with his limbs.

Tao Dailang turned around sheepishly, his short hands fidgeting nervously, the poison sac on his head turning an unnatural pinkish-purple from his guilt: "Well... you know..."

It gestured with its appendages, "Jirachi only awakens for seven days every thousand years, which, converted to human years..."

"so?"

Li Chen squinted, his knuckles cracking as he clenched his fists.

Suddenly, Tao Dailang jolted awake, spewing out a cloud of purple mist from his poison sac as cover, and turned to run away: "So it perfectly meets the age requirement for legal gambling! Run, Little Star!"

Jirachi remained floating in place, bewildered, its ribbons curled into a question mark shape in confusion: "Eh? But Peach clearly said last night that underage mythical Pokémon need to learn card counting to..."

Before it could finish speaking, it was dragged away by Tao Dailang's limbs and disappeared into the bushes, leaving only a series of frantic rustling sounds.

"Sigh, that kid..."

Li Chen watched the two little ones flee in panic and shook his head helplessly.

Suddenly, I felt a slight tug at the corner of my clothes.

The martial arts master Xiong Shi appeared beside him at some point, his heavy bear paws gently tugging at the hem of his clothes.

"what happened?"

Li Chen turned around and asked.

"Waaah..."

The martial arts master's deep voice resonated in his chest, and his usually resolute eyes were now veiled in a thin mist.

It gazed at the southeastern horizon, its sharp claws unconsciously carving several marks on the ground.

After spending many months together, Li Chen immediately understood.

He reached out and stroked the martial arts master Xiong's furry arm, his fingertips sinking into the warm fur: "Do you want to go back to your hometown in Rongcheng for a visit?"

Master Xiong nodded emphatically.

Cherry blossom petals falling from the courtyard landed on its shoulder, and for a moment it felt as if it had returned to that little home.

The small attic in Rongcheng Old Street is only about 70 square meters, and the faded wooden floor makes a creaking sound when you step on it.

A secondhand desk sits by the window, with a crack on the corner caused by a martial arts master, Xiong, accidentally hitting it while practicing his punches.

Several boxes of instant noodles were stacked in the corner; they were Li Chen's most frequent food during that period.

The bathroom faucet always leaks, and the dripping sound is especially clear in the middle of the night.

Looking back on those most difficult days, Li Chen studied the system, while Xiong Shi, still Xiong's apprentice, polished sandbags by the light of a desk lamp.

The noise from the night market downstairs, along with the hum of the old-fashioned air conditioner next door, formed the most authentic background sound of that era...

"Speaking of..."

Li Chen's gaze pierced through the clouds, as if he could see the outline of that coastal city. "I also miss Fuzhou a little."

He suddenly chuckled and took a Poké Ball from his waist: "Forget it, why waste time daydreaming here?"

A series of red lights flashed, and the Pokémon in the courtyard returned to their Poké Balls one after another, except for Latias, which gently landed beside him.

Li Chen flipped over and straddled Latias's streamlined back, his fingers sinking into the feathers: "Let's go, let's go home and take a look."

"Wuhu~"

With a clear, resonant dragon roar, Latias spread its wings and carried him soaring into the sky.

.......

.......

In a shady alley in the old district of Fuzhou, the smell of rotten swill mixed with the ammonia from the public toilet fermented in the sweltering air.

Blackened fast food boxes were piled up at the base of the wall, and garbage bags torn open by wild cats were oozing murky liquid, which meandered in disgusting patterns on the cement floor.

Under the rusty tin awning, several flies buzzed around the rotting melons and fruits.

A leaking air conditioner unit in one household was dripping brownish-yellow liquid, which accumulated in sticky puddles in the corner of the wall.

The drainage ditch at the end of the alley was already clogged, and the water surface, floating with cigarette butts and oil stains, reflected a dizzying oily sheen.

Rustling sounds...

The rustling footsteps were particularly clear in the alley.

Three figures huddled furtively in the shadows behind the electrical box. One of them, a thug with dyed blond hair, repeatedly rubbed a crumpled photograph in his hand...

"Are you guys really planning to take this job?"

"I'm asking in a low voice," Huang Mao said, pointing to the crescent-shaped indentation his fingernails had dug into Li Chen's profile in the photo.

His accomplice, wearing an earring, licked his chapped lips, the streetlight at the alley entrance casting greedy spots of light in his pupils:

"The price they offered... is enough for us to live a carefree life for the rest of our lives."

He kicked open the moldy cardboard box at his feet, startling a swarm of carrion-loving flies.

The burly one kept his eyes fixed on the alley entrance, his knuckles cracking: "Enough talk, let's get this job done and then we're out."

In an instant, the sunlight streaming into the alleyway suddenly became dazzling.

Huang Mao squinted at the gilded school sign of Shuidu High School not far away.

The school bell hadn't rung yet, but some students on duty had already started wiping the windows of the school building, and the sunlight shattered into countless dazzling spots on the windows.

He looked down at the girl in the school uniform at the edge of the photo.

The girl's profile, holding her textbooks, was somewhat blurry in the photo, but her student ID number was clearly visible.

The blond-haired man's Adam's apple bobbed, and cold beads of sweat appeared on the back of his neck...

"If the league finds out we're targeting students..."

The man with the earring suddenly stubbed out his cigarette, the sparks hissing in the puddles.

The three of them looked in unison toward the bulletin board at the end of the alley, which was covered with wanted posters. The latest wanted poster had a number followed by a dizzying zero.

The clear sound of the preparation bell came from afar, startling Bobo, who was perched on the wall.

"Prepare....."

"Gentlemen, what good are you planning?"

A light, airy voice rang out at the end of the alley, but it struck the three of them like a thunderbolt.

The photo in the blond-haired man's hand fluttered to the ground, and was blown by the wind blowing in from the alley entrance to the speaker's shiny leather shoes...

"It's that devilish prosecutor! Brothers, run!"

The man with the earring's voice suddenly cracked. The three scattered like startled cockroaches, only to hear a crisp "click"...

That was the sound of a Poké Ball activating...

Chapter 534 An Yu: ......

The young man wearing gold-rimmed glasses slowly stepped on the photograph, his gaze behind the lenses colder than the shadows of the alley.

“Charizard,” he said, lightly pushing up his glasses, the metal frame flashing with a cold light, “Storm.”

The next second, a scorching dragon's breath, accompanied by a hurricane, swept through the narrow alley. The three thugs were thrown into the garbage heap, their temples already singed by the scorching heat wave before they even hit the ground.

The young man walked over, stepping on their painful groans, his crocodile-skin shoes crumpling over the crumpled photograph.

He was An Yu.

"call......"

An Yu squatted down and used a pen to lift the blond thug's chin, the metal mirror chain drawing a cold arc in the air.