Elf: I have a garbage dump of all worlds

Chapter 135 Try

As Wang Yang looked up, he saw three torn bags coming out from the garbage on the top of the garbage mountain, which surprised him for a moment.

Although I know that Pokémon like Pokemon may be born in places with a lot of garbage, it is unlikely that they will be born so quickly.

When I came to see the Po Po Bag some time ago, there was only one. How long has it been now, and there are already three Po Po Bags. Could it be that two were born at once?

"But this garbage doesn't seem to be enough to give birth to two more broken bags, right?"

Looking at the three torn bags on the garbage, Wang Yang thought silently in his heart.

Even some small garbage dumps don't have three broken bags, so it should be impossible for three to be born from all this garbage.

"Popo?"

Just when Wang Yang was a little confused, suddenly the three torn bags on the garbage mountain showed doubts, and looked at Wang Yang with a hint of vigilance.

"No, these three broken bags are not the same one as before."

Wang Yang saw the reactions of the three broken bags. If it was the previous one, it would not have shown such an expression to him.

After all, I have tamed that Pokémon for a long time. Although I have seen it far fewer times than other Pokémons, it would not have seen me show such a reaction.

"Could it be that the broken bag at the beginning was driven away by these three? Is that why it didn't appear when I called it?"

Suddenly thinking of this, Wang Yang's face turned a little ugly, and at the same time, he looked at the three torn bags with a somewhat vigilant look.

For Pokémon, especially wild Pokémon, fighting over territory is a very common behavior. If the three Pokémon that came later wanted to occupy these garbage, they would most likely drive away the Pokémon that they had tamed.

"Ash!"

Just as Wang Yang was thinking whether he should go back and bring Pidgeot to drive away the three broken bags, suddenly there was movement on the garbage mountain again.

Then a head much bigger than the torn bag popped out from the garbage mountain, and it looked at Wang Yang below with a hint of surprise.

"This is, Dust Mountain?"

Recognizing the elf that suddenly appeared in front of him, Wang Yang suddenly became more alert and at the same time more surprised.

How could I have such honor? This place is just a very small garbage mountain. How could I have given birth to a dust mountain?

"No, you're a broken bag? Evolved?"

Suddenly he reacted and realized that there was something wrong with the way Dust Mountain looked at him.

Obviously, he has to know me to have such a look in his eyes. And the only possibility that he knows me is that the Brontosaurus that I have tamed has evolved.

"Gray, gray!"

Dust Mountain's entire body emerged from the garbage mountain and nodded towards Wang Yang.

It was indeed as Wang Yang guessed, it was evolved from the Broken Bag. After all, with such high-quality garbage absorption, its progress speed would of course be much faster.

"Really? Congratulations, Popo... No, it should be called Dust Mountain now."

Wang Yang was very happy to get a positive answer. Dust Mountain’s strength was not weak at all, and it also improved the farm’s strength a little.

"By the way, Dust Mountain, what are the three of them?"

After the surprise, Wang Yang looked at the other three torn bags. He was still a little curious about these three.

Dust Mountain took a look and explained without hiding anything.

In fact, it was also confused about the appearance of the three torn bags.

I remember that three broken bags appeared here just after the evolution was completed. I was a little confused when I saw them at first. I thought they came to snatch the garbage from me.

But soon the three ratty bags looked at him with a friendly gaze, as if they were looking at their parents.

After the final conversation, although it was still unclear why the three broken bags appeared, they were subdued.

"Is that so? But can this garbage satisfy you?"

After listening to the explanation, Wang Yang nodded without thinking too much, and then asked about his concerns.

There isn't much garbage on the farm to begin with, and if there wasn't extra garbage once a month, there wouldn't even be a broken bag to breed.

The current garbage production may not even be enough to supply the dust mountain, let alone three more broken bags.

If the three broken bags are willing to take the energy cubes, then there is nothing to worry about. The only thing to be worried about is that they are only willing to absorb garbage like the dust mountain. If this is the case, then there will definitely not be enough garbage.

"Ash."

Facing Wang Yang's worries, Dust Mountain shook his head. If it were ordinary garbage, then these would indeed not be enough. However, these were not ordinary garbage. These garbage were of extremely high quality, and the energy generated after absorption was several times that of ordinary garbage.

So even if the amount is small, it is enough for them to absorb.

"Is that so? So in the fantasy world, even the garbage is higher than this world?"

After understanding the situation, Wang Yang was no longer worried, and even his expression became a little strange.

Before, I had never thought that these completely useless garbage could actually be divided into high and low levels. I couldn't help but sigh. This world is really different. Even the useless garbage is much better.

After that, Wang Yang did not stay long. He chatted with Dust Mountain for a while, checked his evolved body, and then proposed to leave.

After leaving the garbage mountain, Wang Yang quickly returned to the villa and started his lunch.

In the blink of an eye, it was afternoon. Wang Yang, who had not gone out, sat in the living room and took out the Vajra Palm he had obtained all night and started looking at it.

I had already made up my mind to learn this technique, and now that I have nothing else to do, I might as well give it a try.

"It doesn't look that difficult. Compared to the technique I'm practicing now, this is much simpler. But I still need to try to convert my internal energy into spiritual energy."

Wang Yang murmured as he looked through the martial arts technique. Then he stopped hesitating and started to try it out.

He closed his eyes, sat cross-legged, and began to concentrate on mobilizing the flow of spiritual energy in his body.

I don’t know if it’s because spiritual energy is easier to control than internal energy, but the part of the technique that operates within it was actually successful so easily.

For a moment, Wang Yang felt a little happy. It was so easy to succeed. It seemed that he could master the so-called Vajra Palm soon.

Thinking of this, Wang Yang no longer thought about anything else and devoted himself to the practice of Vajra Palm.

In this way, time passed little by little, and he became more and more familiar with the operation of the exercises. The next second, Wang Yang stood up and tried it directly.

He guided the flow of spiritual energy in his body according to the method he had already mastered, and finally stopped it in front of his palms, then pushed it forward violently.