My Elf Simulator

The weather was gloomy and the drizzle kept falling.

Kurosawa walked out of the training room.

Passing the corner, he could clearly see the scenery of the outdoor training ground through the large glass.

The temperature dropped suddenly, and the rain made the earth cold and gloomy.

The cleaning staff wearing raincoats, the slippery and muddy soil, and the posters posted on the billboards were lifted up and swayed alone in the wind.

And farther away, several young elf masters were training tirelessly in the open-air training ground in the rain.

They were drenched in the rain, dancing and directing their elves.

The cold rain could not dampen their abundant enthusiasm.

Kurosawa stood by the window, watching quietly for a moment, then retracted his sight and walked towards the hall.

The hall was very lively.

The central air conditioner whirred out warm air of suitable temperature.

On rainy days, elf masters were not willing to walk around.

They gathered in groups of two or three in the hall to talk, eat, shop, and handle affairs.

Several children ran around with their arms outstretched, playing with each other in small steps like small airplanes.

Kurosawa hesitated for a moment in front of the rain shed at the gate, but still gave up the planned plan.

He originally planned to go out for dinner and buy daily necessities after finishing training.

Now the temperature dropped sharply, the ground was wet, and he had no interest in going out for a stroll.

Turned around.

Little Shining was driving other elves in the hall around with his teeth and claws.

It didn't have any bad intentions, and it didn't even enter the attribute state.

But its looming momentum of the intermediate elf still made other elves frightened.

It was not big, but it exuded the breath of a strong man.

Kurosawa and several other elf masters apologized, picked up Little Shining and rubbed it hard twice, and walked towards the elevator.

Because the Nightmare Mayfly fell into the sleep state of evolution, Kurosawa planned to stay in the morning glory city for a few days.

The next move will be made after Nightmare Mayfly wakes up.

He can also take this time to properly engrave the contract of the elf egg.

Go back to the room.

Play the animation for Little Shining on the TV in the living room.

He lay on the bed and took out his mobile phone.

He swiped the information of his personal social software for the first time in a long time.

Kurosawa didn't have the habit of posting on WeChat Moments, but occasionally when he was free and interested in the lives of people around him, he would check their WeChat Moments.

In WeChat Moments, most of the content was about sharing food, new games, parties and other daily life.

On the contrary, the lives of elf masters were very monotonous, and they only shared some cute photos of their elves and training matters.

The private lives of elf masters were mostly plain and not as colorful as outsiders thought, especially for those who wanted to achieve something on the path of elf masters.

You must be able to endure loneliness.

There was no entertainment in the wild, and most of the time when he returned to the city was busy with training, tasks and other things. Compared with ordinary people, there was very little time to really relax.

There are probably only three types of elf masters who can take time off.

One type is the kind of people who experience elf mastery as a hobby. It is better to say that they are elf lovers than elf masters.

The other type is people who are limited by their own talents and have difficulty in improving their strength. They may relax their training and gradually enter a semi-retired state or serve in alliance organizations and companies in various places.

The third type of people are truly strong. Ordinary training has little effect on them, so they can also have time to relax.

However, Kurosawa and most of the elf masters he knows do not belong to these three types. They are still at the age of struggling.

He swiped his phone for a while.

There was a ring outside the door. It was the hotel waiter who brought him the dinner he ordered.

"Thank you."

"Take it and enjoy it."

Kurosawa ordered a lot for dinner.

Two large bowls of fried chicken rice, a serving of French fries, a bowl of onion rings, a few apple pies, two bottles of Coke, Coca-Cola, not Pepsi.

It seems not very healthy, but you can forgive him for indulging himself once. People always want to eat junk food.

He held the dinner plate and sat at the table by the window.

Little Shining also consciously jumped to the opposite side of Kurosawa, waiting for the meal.

It beeped twice quietly, and seemed to be in a good mood.

Outside the window, rain washed the whole city, washing away the dust.

The sound of the TV broadcasting the weather forecast came to my ears. The host said that it would be sunny tomorrow morning.

Kurosawa was feasting while looking at the thick clouds in the distant sky that seemed to be dripping with ink.

Can it really be sunny so quickly? He expressed doubt.

Kurosawa and Little Shining are both big eaters who don’t look obvious. In a few bites, the food on the table was swept away.

So satisfied.

The chubby little Shining rolled twice on the bed.

Kurosawa stretched and put the cleaned dishes on the cabinet outside the door. The waiter would come to put them away later.

After dinner, Kurosawa took out a book from the storage bracelet.

Rainy days are a good time to read.

He reads books every night to increase his experience.

A strong body and a civilized spirit, as long as you gain something new every day than the day before, you will become a great person sooner or later.

Little Shining did not have such a noble consciousness as him.

It was full and sleepy, lying on his knees, and gradually fell asleep with the sound of the pattering rain.

The next day, early in the morning.

He practiced the exercise method before going to bed, so he was refreshed when he woke up.

"Wow——"

Kurosawa opened the curtains, and the dazzling sunlight shone into the room.

Outside the window is a blue sky and bright sunshine.

The weather forecast was not deceiving, yesterday's heavy rain really stopped as soon as it was said.

Sunny days always make people more energetic.

In the morning, he continued to train the little Shining in the training room and build a contract for the elf egg.

Fortunately, although the difficulty of building an elf contract is very high, it is not that people cannot see the hope of success. Although the progress is slow, it is still advancing slowly.

In the afternoon, Kurosawa took the little Shining to the mall to shop.

Pushing a shopping cart through the mall quickly.

Beef jerky, candied fruit, dried squid

Red grapes, lychees, mangoes, pineapples.

All kinds of food are stuffed into the car as if they don't need to spend money.

The little Shining also jumped and took the snacks he liked from the shelf.

When passing by the refrigerator, it did not forget the sleeping Nightmare Mayfly, reminding Kurosawa to buy some of its favorite ice cream for the little Nightmare.

The little Shining has no common sense, but Kurosawa does, so of course he didn't buy it.

By the time Little Nightmare woke up, the ice cream had melted.

After buying snacks and daily necessities, he found an empty corner.

He emptied the several large bags in his hands in an instant.

Feeling the storage bracelet filled up again, he felt a heartfelt sense of satisfaction.

Like a squirrel before winter, inspecting the tree hole filled with pine cones.

On the way back along the street towards the elf base.

"Ahhhh!"

A scream suddenly rang out on the street.

Kurosawa, who was sensitive, noticed the culprit of the unrest from a distance.

It was still his old friend, the elf trilobite.

But it was a pity that the system event task could not be triggered this time, otherwise it would be good to get some points.

Kurosawa didn't need to do it.

Little Shining volunteered to kick the trilobite back to its hometown sewer.

Although the trilobite elf did not have any attack ability and would not physically harm the citizens, its appearance would cause panic.

The trilobite that was kicked away drew a beautiful parabola in the air, and finally fell into the pipe accurately.

Before Kurosawa finished his work, he left, hiding his merits and fame.

In the deep city pipe under the manhole cover, there was a sudden clanging noise, followed by a human voice.

"Ouch! It hurts, it hurts."

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