Elves: My Fantasy World

"What does Mr. Shen think of this contestant?"

"Which one are you talking about?"

“That’s what you’re looking at right now.”

Shen Yu really felt that the man behind her, who was full of femininity, had feelings for her, and the evidence was solid.

You are clearly sitting behind me, how do you know which picture I am looking at now?

What if I’m not looking at the screen at all and am playing with my phone?

What if I was looking at Lu Minxi next to me?

What if I...

Shen Yu couldn't make up any more stories.

Well, he was watching Yang Du's battle.

Shen Yu also found the image of Yang Du's opponent. He originally thought it was a contestant from the Yingli region, but he didn't expect the information next to it to say that it was from the Bitmei camp.

Aren’t those the soldiers under your command, Wang Si?

"Is this unexpected to you, Mr. Shen?"

Wangsi's tone was very proud, as if he was showing off his own child.

The trainer of that Slowpoke is called Kensfa, he has long hair and looks a bit gloomy... He is wearing what looks like overalls and is currently hiding three hundred meters away from Yang Du using his ability to transform into a dragon.

The command method among them...

Shen Yu originally thought it was a superpower - but there weren't so many people with superpowers. He observed it with a skeptical attitude for a while, only to find that it was indeed not the case.

It is made possible by the silk thread of the nanny insect.

This nanny insect seems to have its own unique understanding of silk weaving. It lays a dense silk web in the forest. It can not only detect movements and changes in the forest, but can even transmit information through the vibration of the silk threads.

However, Shen Yu felt that the most eye-catching thing was the coordination and command understanding between him and his elf.

As mentioned above, commanding one's own Pokémon through the thread of the nanny bug is definitely not as specific and detailed as directing with words, but every time the thread shakes, the information he wants to convey can be well received and understood by Slowpokemon...

"No... Is it because the other party is Slowpoke?"

Wang Si, who was standing behind him, heard Shen Yu's murmurs. A gleam of light flashed in his exposed eye, and the corner of his mouth curled up uncontrollably.

That’s right…that’s right!

It is people like you who can gain my recognition and make it worthwhile for me to come to you specially——

"Mr. Shen, your understanding of elves is admirable~"

Getting such an answer undoubtedly confirmed Shen Yu's thoughts.

Precisely because the person receiving the command is a Slowpoke, although their thinking is not active, they have an advantage in this kind of simple command. They don't need to think too much and will act according to their instinct with just a little guidance.

In other words, things like commanding and obeying commands are simply simplified to giving a direction and then letting the elves perform.

The former requires efforts and training from both parties, and even requires spending more time on mutual understanding and communication - this is simply impossible for the training process of a Pokémon like Slowpoke.

Because they are too simple.

But the latter not only does not require two people to get together at the same time period to undergo special and somewhat difficult training, it even greatly reduces the difficulty of commanding Pokémon like Slowpoke.

The trainer's command ideas and level can be separated from Slowpoke's combat instinct training, and even different time periods can be selected.

Finally, it creates an extremely powerful individual soldier.

But if you think about it this way... isn't it just training trainers specifically for indiscriminate battles?

Shen Yu frowned slightly and looked at Wang Si behind him, as if asking what the meaning of such an industrial-style production of trainers was... But the feminine man did not give a corresponding answer immediately. Instead, he raised his eyebrows and talked about another topic -

"Little Ken was still helping out on his grandfather's farm until last month~ And the Pokémon he fought with weren't even six... They were all his friends who grew up with him~"

Wang Si was beaming with joy, as if the slightly dull look on Shen Yu's face was the best spice of life for him.

"How's it going? Are you surprised? When I went to find him to participate in this competition, he was crying and said he didn't want to leave Grandpa... Just two weeks of cramming combat knowledge has enabled him to perform like this~"

The slight discomfort Shen Yu had felt before disappeared, and he even felt a little sorry for the man behind him who seemed to have some feelings for him.

I was being presumptuous, you are a qualified champion.

Shen Yu nodded deeply, expressing his silent approval, but Wang Si did not intend to let Shen Yu go. With the determination to take something back from Shen Yu, he continued to speak and launch a critical attack.

"Oh, right! That kid is your fan. Whenever he gets tired of memorizing his lessons or can't keep up with his workouts, he'll run back to the farm and sit in the Milky Way circle to watch your videos. They're usually the ones where you pet Sylveon, comb Hirano's hair, or cook with fruit... Little Ken has a lot of fruit trees at home. Then he'll just stare at his phone and grin happily."

Shen Yu looked at the slightly gloomy boy in the picture. His expression was so serious, but Shen Yu could still imagine him grinning foolishly.

It should be quite cute.

"So, when I invited him to the competition, I made him a promise."

"what?"

Wang Si rested his hands on the back of Shen Yu's chair, tilted his head, and let the hair on the other side fall down, allowing Shen Yu to see the smiling blue eyes hidden underneath.

"I promised him that I would get him an autograph."

It was not until now that Shen Yu knew what this guy wanted to do - hiss... Okay, okay, I admit that you are not only a qualified champion, you are also an extremely outstanding champion.

But~ now that you've explained the child's story to me in this way... it would seem impolite for me not to respond.

Shen Yu looked at him firmly and shook his head.

"I won't give you something this important."

The atmosphere between the two of them stagnated for a moment - then Wang Si straightened his head, hid his blue eye again, and spoke to break the silence.

"Okay~ I'll ask for his forgiveness. I'm incompetent..."

"I'll hand it to him personally—and by the way, what I'm going to sign this time is more than just a pseudonym."

Wang Si's helpless expression froze, and then, as if to cover up something, he immediately frowned and revealed a strange look.

"You really don't want to give me any chance to show my abilities? I want to establish a great and omnipotent image in that child's mind..."

Shen Yu shrugged and stood up, as if he was already used to Wang Si's way of speaking. This time, he also had a "funny" look on his face, as if he heard something very funny, and chuckled twice.

"Then you should be happy, because now, I will personally present him with the award, and I will also tell him that it was because of your invitation."

Shen Yu stood up and patted Wang Si on the shoulder.

"What are you going to do?"

Shen Yu took two steps and stopped on the stairs again, turning half his head back.

"Didn't I tell you? I'm going to give an early award to the outstanding trainer known as Ken. If you want to realize your wish of establishing a great image, please keep up. I won't be responsible if you miss it, okay?"

Wang Si still sat there without moving. Seeing him like this, Shen Yu could only shake his head and smile, then turned around and pointed at the screen in front of him.

"I have to warn you, it seems like your attention has been diverted from those children for quite some time."

"My students are more—more—tougher than you think~"

Finally, after being stunned for two seconds, Wangs turned around quickly and lost his composure, but he only saw the scene of Kensfa being led out by the referee in a flash of fire.

Not far away, Yang Du had one foot stepped into the bronze bell, fanning himself with his hands and pouring a sip of mineral water into his mouth.

The battle... is over.

Wangsi's lips twitched, and he pursed them slightly, then suddenly deflated.

I…

At this point, I seem to be incompetent again.