Pokemon's Fifth Elite

Chapter 140

It's very important to work with personal emotions, especially in service-oriented occupations.

It can be seen that Betty restrained herself very much. For the sake of not sending her emotions to the elf baby, she took it out on Luther, and Luther just chose to give in.

But when she took her anger out of the sackcloth, Luther felt a little unreasonable. He heard that the key to the contradiction between her and the sackcloth was "occupation" and "hobby".

Luther felt that it was actually difficult to judge right and wrong. Breeders need to invest a lot of energy and love. At the same time, they also attach great importance to technology and experience. The formal academic school despises the lovers with practical background and no diploma and certificate. They may appear in any industry. The key point is whether the "lovers" are experienced or not.

If this kind of thing is hard to say, Betty's behavior can be understood as caring for the elf babies and afraid that they will have problems due to improper feeding. The starting point is good.

But it's impossible to know the working ability of Ma Yi after working with Ma Yi for so long. If you don't have that ability, why should Ma Yi apply?

When Luther decided to say something, she put her linen probe in, hugged the little sun coral, and was stunned. Her eyes swept back and forth between Luther and Betty. She keenly found that there was a smell of gunpowder between them.

Hemp clothes are very clear about what Luther's current actions mean. Every time Luther is angry, he tries not to look at people. He is afraid to be angry by other people's expressions. Once he is angry, he will become very cold and mean.

Luther lowered his head and fed Marilyn and laruras oranges. He heard the sound of sackcloth comforting the sun coral nearby, took a breath and calmed his mood.

"Can you show me around your feeding house?"

Luther wanted to leave Betty quickly. According to Betty's character of distinguishing right from wrong, he would sooner or later be forced to stand in a team on the question of whether it was better to be a professional or a lover.

And Luther thought it was stupid.

After leaving the lounge and passing through the incubation area of the feeding house, Ma Yi opened the room he was responsible for with a string of small keys.

This is a room of about ten square meters. The ground is covered with a thin layer of red blanket. On the blanket are some small toys. Next to it are some building blocks and a small seesaw.

The first impression and first contact after the incubation of elves are actually very important. Compared with the cold house and being surrounded by a group of people, Ma Yi feels that a quiet and relatively soft environment will give these children a hazy sense of peace of mind about the world.

There were only two elf eggs in the room, and there was a sun coral before.

After the sun coral broke its shell, the remaining eggshell was still placed in the corner of the room.

"Some owners will have the hobby of collecting. They think it is a very commemorative thing to keep the eggshells hatched by the elves, so we clean the eggshells and put them in the room. When they come back to pick up the elves, they will ask whether they want to take them away."

Hemp clothes explained, picked up the brownish red eggshell and put it in Luther's hand.

The thickness of the eggshell of solar coral is about half a finger. As for the hardness, Luther didn't dare to try hard. After all, according to Ma Yi, the owner of solar coral may take it away.

Because of the hot weather, the non hatching areas of the feeding house are turned on with air conditioning, so the hatching area is relatively turned on with heating for temperature control.

No wonder Ma Yi was sweating just now. It's not too uncomfortable to check the elf eggs and record the data in such a stuffy weather.

A genie egg with warm yellow grain and a genie egg with light black grain were wrapped in a blanket and stood in the middle of the room. Linen brought in a basin of water from the outside, and then quickly closed the door.

Luther stood by the door, enjoying the cold air when he opened the door, and happily "ah" came out with the elves.

Hemp clothes wet the water with a towel, and then wipe the elf eggs carefully.

"What is this?" Luther was puzzled.

"Oh, the room temperature has been set. Generally speaking, this temperature is the most suitable temperature for the incubation of ELF eggs. However, considering that the heating can not be cut off and the room is too dry, we should add some water to them from time to time."

Sounds cumbersome

After wiping, the linen clothes took the basin out again, put it outside the door, and bring it in again when you want to use it next time.

Luther noticed that the hippopotamus had been slowly circling around the two elf eggs, shaking and swinging. Every time he walked around, he had to jump up, stamp his feet and make a small sound. His posture was very funny. He was completely different from him in peacetime.

"The walking posture of the hippo is so bad..."

When Luther saw the posture of the stallion, he thought of the famous expression. "Last time I walked like this, I was beaten seven times a night."

Ma Yi wiped his sweat, raised his head, took out an orange from the bag and peeled it to the foolish hippo. Looking at him blankly opening and closing his mouth, Ma Yi smiled and explained: "in fact, this is a way that I don't know whether it's useful or not."

"I always think that the elves who are placed in the feeding house and have no elves to accompany them during hatching are very lonely."

Luther was stunned.

"Say it, don't laugh at me." hemp clothes saw the expression on Luther's face and then said, "just imagine that when you were just conscious, it was dark all around and there was no sound. You began to want to get rid of the things that bound you. As a result, you found that everything you did was very hard in vain."

"Such attempts will last for a long time, but their strength is too small for us to notice, and each shell breaking action launched by their accumulated strength is often ignored because the people who feed him are not around."

"There is a statistical data in the academic community. About 80% of the fairy eggs hatched successfully, and 20% are dead eggs. They are not qualified to see the world end their life quietly in the eggshell."

The topic is surprisingly heavy. I think it's also true that how can the hatching success rate be 100%. Compared with the huge number of elves in the world, 20% dead eggs are actually a very scary number.

"Someone must accompany them. Although the academic circles say that the elf babies who are still in the eggshell actually have ordinary abilities and it is difficult to hear the outside voice, what if..."

"If one hears it, he will always get some courage. He will always know that someone is with him. After the most difficult period, he can finally listen to the external voice and see the world with his own eyes."

Can you kill the solitude of elves?

Luther was silent for a moment, carefully handed the fairy egg in his hand to Geely egg, and then clapped his hands. He felt that only in this way could he afford to pay for the sackcloth.

Everyone's feeding methods are different and have their own advantages and disadvantages. Apart from the traditional data, the rest is their own experience. Through a lot of practice, they will eventually form a new school and knowledge.

Luther didn't know whether the practice of burlap would be ridiculous in the circle of breeders, but Luther didn't think it was funny. It was the awe and love of life. It was estimated that those who could laugh were not qualified to be breeders.

Seeing Luther clapping hard, he blushed in sackcloth. He made an excuse to get Luther and the elves some drinks, sorted out the documents, put them aside, and flashed out of the room.

Luther squatted next to the two elf eggs and compared them back and forth with his own elf eggs.

Luther reached out and touched the fairy egg with light black shell. He found that the grain of the fairy egg had a feeling of ink painting, which was very charming, which made him a little uncontrollable.

"Click..."

Luther was stunned.

Luther's touch position, split