The red rose of the age of elves

Chapter 205 The first meeting with the official second generation

"I didn't expect your ideals to be so lofty." Campfire said, she couldn't tell if she was mocking Mo Ran's overreach, or if she really thought Mo Ran could succeed.

"Is this your ideal?" Bonfire asked.

Mo Ran narrowed his eyes, looked at the scenery outside the window, and hummed.

"I feel so tired." Campfire yawned, "Look at how simple our boss's goals are. It is to do research, compete for territory, do whatever you want, and watch the wrinkles on the boss's face disappear a lot."

"You're right." Mo Ran nodded silently.

The bonfire paused, "I think your ideal is a bit hypocritical."

"That's not an ideal, it should be said to be real." Mo Ran said lightly, "I just want to change this wrong world into a real world."

"But in my opinion, with your current strength, it's still a bit difficult." Campfire said mercilessly, even coldly.

Mo Ran didn't say anything, it's true, dreams are always beautiful, but he doesn't have this strength, reality is nothing but empty talk.

"Hung up." Mo Ran said.

"Wait..." Campfire smiled, "What's the name of your organization? I'm a little curious."

"Tell you your name, and the lava team will take us all at once?" Mo Ran said angrily, and then hung up the phone.

Although Bonfire can be trusted, he has a bottom line. After all, he is a cadre and comrade of the Lava team. Although there are some intersections due to coincidences, it does not mean that the two can maintain perfect trust.

"Shadow Garden..." Mo Ran thought to himself as the train entered the tunnel, covering his face in shadow.

"Walking in the dark night, serving the light."

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As soon as Mo Ran got home, he found that there was no one at home. After checking the note on the table, he said that the mother and daughter had gone for a picnic nearby with their friends, so Mo Ran didn't have to worry about it.

Mo Ran also enjoyed himself and relaxed, sorting out the props and poke balls seized during this period in batches, preparing to sell them on the black market after a while, and using the funds as the property of his own organization.

There are only dozens of people now, and the monthly consumption is not so expensive. By then, hundreds or thousands of people will not be so easy to feed.

Mo Ran found Rukia's contact information on her desk, and couldn't help sighing, she really didn't want to go on a blind date.

Seeing that there was still some time before night, Mo Ran walked out of the apartment and took the elf for a walk on the street.

At the same time, he is also stepping on the spot and observing whether there are code words or signals left by members of the water fleet on both sides of the road.Ever since the latent shadow walked out of Kanaz City, he felt a little relaxed, causing someone to walk behind him without knowing it.

"You are, Mo Ran?"

"Eh? Yes?" Mo Ran's body collapsed, and in an instant, he had already thought of countless ways to attack, killing the people behind him from different angles.

"Ah, so it's you." Mo Ran turned around and saw a familiar face at the reception, "Dawu Zifuqi."

"You can just call me Dawu." Dawu has short silver-blue hair, looks a little older than Mo Ran, and is wearing casual clothes. He smiled kindly at Mo Ran, "I heard from Mikoli that Thanks to you, an outstanding elf breeder and a trainer at the same time."

"It turned out to be Mikoli..." Mo Ran shook his head, and stretched out his hand to Dawu, "Please advise, Dawu."

Dawu replied with a smile, then pointed to the building beside him, "Why don't you go upstairs and have a seat?"

"Eh..." Mo Ran was slightly taken aback, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he quickly remembered the life experience of this Dawu Zifuqi, who can be described as a proper second-generation official and rich second-generation, the son of the president of Dewen Company, and now He is also a trainee chairman of Dewen Company. He has received an elite-level education at a young age, so he can be said to be a wealthy son.

Of course, his strength as a trainer should not be underestimated. This was revealed to him by Mi Keli. It is said that he can compete with Mi Keli, so he is definitely stronger than Moran now.

Mo Ran did not know when he went for a walk to the downstairs of Dewen Company, but since Dawu invited him so, Mo Ran had no reason to refuse.

Dawu smiled and led Mo Ran through the gate and the reception desk, and an elevator directly led to the top floor.

"Our Devon company is so successful today because of the vice president." Dawu said in the elevator, "If the vice president hadn't strongly agreed that the quantity of import and export trade is not limited, we would not have produced many Trainer products, Poké Balls, etc."

"I see." Mo Ran nodded, it seemed that he was trying to save face for his mother.

"I heard you like stones? I heard from Mikri." Mo Ran said.

"Yes, my hobby is to travel around the world and collect all kinds of strange stones." Dawu said with a little excitement in his tone, his eyes seemed to shine, "Speaking of this, I want to show you My precious stone collection."

Mo Ran smiled, "That's great."

Dawu turned his head a little strangely.

"I mean, it's really good that you have such a hobby." Mo Ran explained.

Dawu shrugged, "Why do you have such an envious tone... Let's have some snacks and drink some tea first."

The two communicated along the way, and soon came to the lounge of the top office, where there were high-end snacks and drinks on both sides, and even elf cubes.

"Come out, Iron Dumbbell, Armor Bird, and Cocoa Dora." Dawu waved his hand, and three elves appeared on the ground. It was exactly the same as what Mikri said. Dawu likes to use steel elves.

But the next moment, Mo Ran's mouth had been dislocated and fell to the floor.

What did he see?
A strange-colored iron dumbbell with platinum glitter and golden claws.

He didn't expect that Dawu was such an elf when he made a move.

It turned out to be a flash elf!
Due to individual differences and environmental influences, the flash elves have mutated. Although they are the same species, their colors are completely different from their original appearance.

There is an old saying that says that every flash elf has the potential of a king

Mo Ran has been hunting for more than ten years, and has never seen any Glitter Pokemon, and has never seen anyone else use a Glitter Pokemon, and there is no Glitter Pokemon in the black market auction, as if the Glitter Pokemon is just a It's just a legend.

What the hell, it's really luxurious, no, it's really enviable and jealous, Mo Ran sighed in his heart, he deserves to be the second generation of officials and rich second generation.

I'm so envious.

(End of this chapter)