New Years Eve in Pokémon World

And the other side.

Matsuno had been waiting in the dormitory for his croaking frog to be locked. After eating a stainless steel lunch box of small fish, he took the lunch box to the toilet and started washing it. When he heard the ringtone of his cell phone, he quickly shook it off. Water, pick up your phone and check.

If nothing else, the person calling him now should be someone from Moo Mo Ranch.

He looked at the caller ID and saw the missed call starting with "[-]", and Matsuno showed a comfortable expression.

That's right!

This is the correct number in the world of Master Qianli.

Thinking of this, Matsuno didn't think much and answered the phone directly.

"Hello, are you the person in charge of Moo Mo Ranch?"

Xiao Xi heard the question and quickly answered: "Yes, I am the person in charge of such and such farm. My name is Xiao Qian. Do you want to order milk?"

Even if the voice on the other side of the microphone was somewhat distorted after being connected, Coat could clearly tell that it sounded like a child's voice.

Matsuno was a little dazed at this moment. The person on the other end of the phone couldn't be a primary school student, right?

He was a little embarrassed in his heart, but he still answered according to the words taught to him by the enlightened beast just now: "Yes, we want to order milk, and I want to discuss the details with you. Do you have time here -"

When he said this, Matsuno suddenly got stuck, and the rest of the words were stuck in his mouth.

Not right!

Not right!

If we want to have an interview with the person in charge of Moo Mo Ranch, how and how will they meet?

The only currently known method that can bridge the two worlds and allow them to successfully meet is...

Matsuno, himself.

When he thought that if he assisted in this plan, he would travel between the two worlds as a driver, he felt exhausted from the inside out.

But he still said the rest of the words to Xiao Qian.

"If you have time, I can pick you up and discuss with the person in charge of purchasing milk here."

Of course, the last time was enough.

Matsuno glanced at the class schedule hanging on his desk. It wasn't that he didn't want to help, but as a freshman with a very full schedule, he was really powerless and couldn't help with this kind of thing.

He kept chanting in his mind, "Suffering a loss is a blessing, suffering a loss is a blessing." Still, he and Xiao Qian decided on a time to meet.

After saying everything that needed to be said, Matsuno breathed a sigh of relief and suddenly asked Akane, who had not hung up the phone yet and was politely saying goodbye to Matsuno.

"There seems to be a crying sound behind your phone... I would like to ask, are you in any trouble?"

If there was a child crying, Matsuno might not ask. It is normal for children to cry, but the crying sound behind was obviously not the child's voice.

More like a big old man crying.

"No...it's okay!" When Matsuno on the other side of the phone asked this question, Xiao Akane was obviously panicked and was ready to find an excuse to excuse her.

"This is the big milk tank on our farm crying. If nothing happens, we can talk about it next time we meet!"

After saying that, she hung up the phone abruptly.

Xiaoqian put the fake mobile phone in her pocket, returned to the cow pen again, opened the door and looked inside.

Fortunately, the second-generation rich man's crying voice has finally become quieter, although the way he is lying on the cow's belly now seems like he is mourning for this big milk tank with such loveless eyes.

This made Xiao Qian a little curious.

What makes this standard rich second generation cry like this? He is a rich man after all!

Do rich people also have troubles?Xiao Qian's eyes were confused for a moment, and then became firm again.

She must help her father complete this big business, and then squeeze into the circle of rich people to experience firsthand what the troubles of rich people are like.

……

Matsuno stared blankly at the receiver that started to make a busy tone for a while, and then felt a little puzzled.

When a cow cries, does it sound like a big man crying?Aren’t cows supposed to be female?Could it be that the cows of that world, the big milk jug, had a unique, masculine voice?

And that cow, no, it should be said to be a big milk tank, cried so sadly, as if it had run away from ten girlfriends in one breath, wouldn't it be abused by this farm?

Crazy squeeze or something?

Matsuno made up a scene about social cows in his mind, and finally shook his head to get rid of this weird idea.

He immediately called again, but this time, he called the number from Calgary.

This phone call made him very heartbroken. He had checked before and found that his phone bill was not deducted at all for calls starting with "2", and there was not even a call record. However, for inter-provincial long distance calls, the phone bill should be used. Not a penny less.

Calls across the world are free, but calls across provinces are expensive.

Isn't this a hell of a joke?

The ringtone on the phone only rang for a few seconds, and the man over there eating a Krabby Patty quickly answered the call.

"How's it going? Have you contacted the Moo Moo Ranch?"

Matsuno recounted the content of the phone call just now, and finally asked: "When do you plan to meet?"

"I'm not sure about this either. After all, I couldn't even get through on the phone before, let alone talk about cooperating with them."

Hearing what he said, Matsuno did not ask further questions, but replied very calmly: "That's okay, it's just that after you agree on the time, you should need me to pick up the person in charge of the Moo Ranch, right?"

"That should be the case. I may need to trouble you if I deliver the goods later."

"We'll talk about the rest later. School has started here, and the course schedule is tight. I may not have enough time to go back and forth."

Matsuno's words are not unreasonable. As the saying goes, when people are advised to study medicine, they will be struck by lightning. The homework of medicine is so much that every year is like the third year of high school. However, if they study veterinary medicine, it may not be so exaggerated, but it is not much better.

After all, animals' lives matter.

The voice on the other end of the phone was still accompanied by the whistling of the wind. It seemed that there was no problem with Matsuno's words at all. After repeatedly promising to reply as soon as possible after receiving the notification, he picked up the phone.

I didn't react until I put the phone on for more than ten minutes.

"Something's wrong. When this guy replied to me, it seemed like he wanted to give up his job?"

The man wearing a fur cloak touched his stubbled chin and finally felt something was wrong.

No, this is a bigger thing than the milk itself.

If that young man with special abilities really gives up his career, then the fire will definitely fall on him.

But he really couldn't find that Moo Mo Ranch in so many worlds!

He thought for a long time, then took out his mobile phone and dialed a number in his address book.