Pokémon Bounty Hunter

A black phantom moved between the dead trees at high speed, and the cold light appeared from time to time, and each movement of the black shadow was accompanied by the fall of a dead wood.

"Bang~Bang~"

The dead wood that fell to the ground splashed several clouds of smoke, and the dead tree fruits were all cut off from the roots/parts by some kind of sharp blade, and the incisions were very smooth and flat.

"Ma Tan~"

Ma Tula crossed her waist with one hand, looked at her masterpiece in front of her, squinted her eyes and wiped her nose happily.

She had been sent by her master to clean up the dead tree fruits in the middle courtyard, and in front of the claws of Matulana that could cut through steel, there was not much difference between cleaning these dead trees and cutting tofu.

"Whew~"

The roar of the iron-armored tyrannosaurus came from behind him, and when he looked back, he saw that the big guy was holding an arm-thick hemp rope in one hand, and he was carrying a large good wood with a diameter of more than twenty centimeters on his shoulder.

This large tree is a pillar in the main hall that has been badly decayed, and in order to prevent this pillar from breaking suddenly. Hisoka directly asked the ironclad tyrannosaurus to forcibly remove this large good wood.

Anyway, the main room of the main hall must be renovated, and the dojo that has been abandoned for ten years is very good, even if the original building quality is very good, Xisuo is not very relieved, it is not good to renovate it, in case the beams and pillars suddenly break when he sleeps one day, it is not very dangerous.

The iron-clad tyrannosaurus raised its head in greetings and threw the large tree on his shoulder to the ground. The iron-armored tyrannosaurus dragged the hemp rope into the fruit forest, carried all the dead trees cut by Ma Tula to one place, and then tied them up with the hemp rope in his hand.

"Wow~Woo~"

Looking at the dead wood piled up as high as a hill in front of him, the ironclad tyrannosaurus patted his chest and stepped forward. The thick arms held the ends of the dead wood, gritted his teeth, roared, and the muscles instantly exerted force, and the terrifying power burst out, and the dead wood that was tied into a pile of hills slowly lifted up to the ground.

"Bang!"

As soon as the ironclad tyrannosaurus stepped on the stone slab, the terrifying weight immediately caused a crack in the stone slab, and in this way, he carried the bundle of dead wood weighing several tons and walked towards the gate of the dojo step by step.

Wearing a mask, Hisoka carries a broom in his left hand and a feather duster in his right hand. A house that has not been cleaned for a whole decade, you can imagine how much dust must be in it.

“lucky！"

Gilly followed behind Hisoka, also wearing a mask, holding a mop in both hands, and a tin bucket filled with water with a snow-white rag hanging from his feet.

Hisoka dusted off the dust with a feather and then swept it away with a broom, and the gilly egg was then dragged with a mop dipped in water. One person, one pet, with tacit understanding, the main room was quickly cleaned up.

It took a whole day for Hisoka and Lulu to clean the dojo inside and out.

......

The night breeze blows through the surrounding bamboo forests, making a pleasant rustling sound.

"I'm so tired, I don't want to move at all!"

Hisoka fell headlong on the floor of the hallway, his whole body in a large shape. Lulu slowly floated from the air, her petite body leaning sideways into Hisoka's arms.

Matula walked over, put her hands behind her head, and lay on her back on Hisoka's lap. The corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and he opened his blood-colored cat pupils and leisurely watched the stars in the sky.

Since Jili Dan has only been in the team for a few days, his temperament is still a little shy, and he doesn't dare to be so close to Hisoka. He just stood quietly in the room, looking at Lulu and Mazura with a look of envy.

The iron-armored tyrannosaurus wanted to go up and get close, but with this guy's size and weight, how could the wooden entrance corridor be able to carry it, and after being reprimanded by Hisuka, he could only sit depressedly on a stubborn rock in the courtyard and sulk.

The dojo is cleaned, and the next step is to buy some decoration materials and buy some furniture to decorate the dojo.

As the saying goes, people rely on clothes, and Buddha relies on gold. If Xisoka wants to win the qualification of the official gym of the Dark City, then he must first have a qualified gym, and the first impression of this gym must be high-end and high-grade.

This ashram is more than 100 years old, and its heritage and grandeur are not comparable to those modern buildings...... Although it has been abandoned for ten years, the quality of the building is not bad, as long as it is slightly renovated and retains the original style of the aristocratic mansion of the closed era, the first impression will definitely not be bad.

The economy of Dark City is too backward, and it is obviously impossible to buy a lot of building materials and furniture here. He could only ask Zangma to buy a batch of building materials and furniture in Rainbow City, and then use his big pickup truck to transport them.

......

"You want to buy a batch of building materials and furniture?" On the other end of the video call, Zangma said loudly while biting the chicken leg in his hand: "What does this kind of thing cost, I have all the construction sites here, and I will send a big truck to transport it to you tomorrow." "

Hisoka smiled: "Isn't this a public weapon for private use, aren't you afraid that the alliance will trouble you when the time comes?"

Zangma threw the chicken bones into the trash can, and said with an indifferent face: "What does it matter, the big deal is to write a little more about the loss of materials in the quotation, and the little building materials needed to renovate the dojo are simply trivial." "

Hearing this, Hisoka is not refusing, how did the connections come about, that is, the other party begged you for something, and you helped him. Then you ask the other party for something, and the other party also helps you, and the friendship will become stronger and stronger after going back and forth.

Since Zangma handed over the three gophers to the Alliance, he has prevented the gopher plague in the area in advance. I heard that a senior member of the alliance nominated him at a meeting to praise him a few words, and this guy's life was much better all of a sudden.

The budget alliance for reservoirs has also allocated an additional amount of money than before, saying that it is to compensate for the progress lost due to the gopher infestation.

That kid definitely did some tricks on the quotation or exaggerated some losses in the report.

For this, Sisoka knew very well that the previous money of the alliance was actually enough for the reservoir to be completed on time and in good quality, and the excess money was likely to be filled by the Tibetan horse

Hisoka didn't bother to break him, this kind of thing is actually commonplace in any world government. As long as you don't go too far, and the task is completed on time and with good quality, the little money alliance is too lazy to chase the poor.