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Chapter 176: Gengar: We're Under the "Old Jing Family's" Protection
Chapter 176: Gengar: We’re Under the "Old Jing Family’s" Protection
The warm, orange light spread across the wooden round table, making the appetizing dishes even more inviting.
"To the cup~~!"
Jing He raised his glass.
"Gengar~~"
"Oooh~~"
"Chu~~"
"Inn~~"
The four little ones also raised their glasses, with Gengar and Kowai using their hands, while Froslass and Minidragon used their tails.
"To celebrate our new home, let’s drink this ‘Moomoo Milk’ to the fullest!"
Ding—
The five glasses clinked together, making a pleasant sound.
Then came the familiar gulping sounds, the milky white liquid trickling down their chins.
"Ha~~"
They all set their glasses down at the same time, in perfect unison.
"The ‘Moomoo Milk’ is running low. Let’s switch to tree juice next," Jing He said.
The four little ones consumed the ‘Moomoo Milk’ in such large quantities, especially after Gengar’s evolution. If they had free rein, they could easily finish a few crates in one sitting.
"Gengar, fill up!" Jing He said with a generous smile.
"Gengar~~"
Gengar grinned.
Fortunately, there were still plenty of tree fruits at home, and the tree juice squeezed by the ‘Tree Fruit Blender’ tasted great.
"Though there’s a lot to say..."
Jing He’s gaze swept over the four little ones, and he slowly smiled.
"But to sum it up, there’s only one thing—For our partners, for our family!"
The four little ones chimed in together.
For our family!
The day had been busy with moving and socializing. Thankfully, the little ones didn’t feel constrained by the move; instead, they felt even more at ease.
Jing He ended his call with Cynthia on the balcony and entered the house to see the little ones finally settling down, gathered around the 50-inch TV to watch a show.
Without hesitation, he joined them.
After watching for half an hour, Jing He couldn’t resist the drowsiness and carried the yawning Froslass into the bedroom.
Meanwhile, Gengar, Kowai, and Minidragon took charge of cleaning up the trash from their TV time.
"Gengar, turn off the lights~"
"Gengar~~"
Click—
The new house fell into darkness.
"Of course, you always turn off the lights the darkest," Jing He mumbled drowsily before falling into a deep sleep.
"Gengar!"
In the darkness, Gengar suddenly opened his eyes.
"Chu!"
Kowai also sat up from the bed.
Minidragon, wrapped in a soft blanket, hesitantly hugged it before slowly getting up.
"Oooh?"
Froslass, still in bed, rubbed her eyes, a tear squeezing out as she yawned.
"Gengar~~"
Gengar pressed his hand down, signaling her to stay put. Since Froslass had battled during the day, she needed to rest and watch over Jing He.
Froslass, knowing her "task," nodded and snuggled back into bed, resting her head on Jing He’s arm.
"Gengar!"
Confirming that Jing He was sound asleep, Gengar grinned and waved his hand.
Action!
He effortlessly opened the window and floated out, with Kowai following closely behind.
Minidragon, a bit confused, still followed.
But as he left through the window, he tripped, making a loud noise, causing Jing He to stir slightly in his sleep.
Fortunately, he didn’t wake up, and the little ones breathed a sigh of relief.
Then, under Gengar’s lead, the three little ones set out from the backyard to a nearby open field.
"Inn?"
Minidragon looked at Gengar with confusion.
Even Kowai wore a puzzled expression.
Gengar smiled mysteriously, opened his mouth, and spat out a bottle of perfume with his red tongue.
The sweet-smelling perfume, a gift from Rika, with the "Sweet Scent" aroma!
Pop!
As the bottle opened, a highly enticing fragrance immediately filled the air.
With a gentle evening breeze, the scent quickly spread.
Kowai and Minidragon, smelling the fragrance, couldn’t help but look entranced.
Smack! Smack!—
Gengar gently tapped their heads to snap them out of it.
The two little ones came to their senses.
"Chu"
Kowai stared intently at the perfume in Gengar’s hand.
"Inn..."
Minidragon’s expression wasn’t much better.
Gengar grinned again.
But soon, their expressions became serious.
As the scent spread, creatures were being drawn to the area.
Thud, thud, thud
Steady footsteps, red eyes appearing in the darkness, one pair, two pairs, three pairs...
Large Growlithes and Houndooms appeared in Gengar’s line of sight.
Then Meowth, Persian, Grimer, Golbat, and Rattata and Raticate...
But what caught Gengar and the little ones’ attention the most was a Pokemon slowly approaching, surrounded by flowing sand, with a dark red body and black patterns, wearing a pair of sunglasses and exuding a menacing aura.
Machamp!
With Machamp’s arrival, the previously aggressive Pokemon in the area became more subdued.
Gengar rubbed his eyes, realizing he had forgotten his sunglasses.
He then looked with interest at the Machamp’s sunglasses.
"Gengar?"
Are you the boss around here?
Machamp looked around dominantly, searching for the source of the scent, and finally his gaze settled on Gengar, Kowai, and Minidragon.
"Kar?"
Newcomers? Have you paid the protection fee?
Machamp removed his sunglasses, but it made no difference.
Gengar was taken aback and pointed to his own eyes.
"Gengar?"
Can you see?
"Kar"
At first, it was a bit blurry, but I got used to it after a while...
As he explained, Machamp suddenly realized something didn’t quite add up.
“Kah!” It growled fiercely at the three Ghastlys.
However, the Ghastlys and the Klink showed no reaction to the Croconaw's intimidation. The Minior just looked a bit confused.
What are they trying to do?
The Ghastlys bared their teeth, their hands slowly lifting, dark energy swirling around them.
“Geng!”
From now on, this place is under the protection of the “Old Jing Family”!
The Croconaw was taken aback.
They’re here to claim territory?
What it didn’t know was that the Ghastlys had learned this from the Dragonites.
When the Dragonites took them on a tour of the Crown Mountain, they emphasized that strong Pokemon should protect their territory. That area of Crown Mountain was under their protection.
“Kah—”
The Croconaw’s roar was cut short as a frost-covered hammer slammed into its face, sending it tumbling.
“Chu!”
Klink dashed forward, excitedly catching the hammer as it bounced back.
“Geng!”
That’s my opponent!
Suddenly, the sounds of battle erupted.
The Minior, finally reacting, showed a glint of excitement in its eyes.
Could this be what Father talked about, claiming territory?
By the time it realized what was happening, it was already surrounded by several Pokemon.
“Squall.”
They started it, you know.
The Minior opened its mouth.
Under the stunned gazes of the surrounding Pokemon—
BOOM!
A terrifying jet of water erupted.
Hydro Pump!
“Kah—”
That night, cries of pain echoed through the area.
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Friday morning.
Last night, Jing He had another strange dream.
He dreamt of turning into a Leafeon, and then Lija and a group of florists started arranging flowers on him.
“Another weird dream.”
This time it’s a Leafeon. I wonder what I’ll turn into next.
Jing He rubbed his head as he woke up.
Hmm?
Where are the little ones?
Feeling a bad premonition, he quickly got out of bed and walked out of his bedroom to see—
“Geng!”
The Ghastlys were grinning, a burst of white light emanating from their bodies. The Weavile across from them also emitted a white light, which merged into the Ghastlys.
“Oooh!”
Then, the Weavile let out a low moan, and the same thing happened, but this time the Weavile was the initiator.
Jing He was taken aback by the sight.
Wait a minute.
Are you two at full health, practicing “Pain Split”?
That’s interesting.
While their training method left Jing He speechless, he had to admit it was a good choice.
After confirming the little ones hadn’t run off, Jing He stretched and walked into the bathroom to freshen up, then prepared breakfast for their first day in the new home.
“Geng?”
He’s gone?
“Oooh~~” The Weavile nodded.
The next moment, the Ghastlys exhaled deeply, bloodshot eyes appearing.
They must have had too much fun last night.
But the gains were also significant.
Jing He quickly prepared breakfast and came downstairs to make himself a cup of coffee.
As he brewed it, he remembered something.
The Weavile’s small “Ice Stone” was now digestible, and it had also learned “Pain Split.”
That means—
It’s time to prepare more resources for the little one!
“Tsk.”
Jing He smacked his lips.
He was glad he moved quickly, or it would have been impossible to do so.
He took out his phone, planning to buy a couple of simpler moves, like “Roar,” to tide them over.
“Maybe I should ask Kona for advice.”
The Weavile’s ice-type moves were still lacking, especially “Aurora Veil.”
Jing He couldn’t find the move tutor for “Aurora Veil.”
After all, even including legendary and mythical Pokemon, only ten Pokemon could learn the move through a tutor.
Only seven or eight could learn it naturally as they leveled up, and its powerful effects made it extremely rare.
Theoretically, the Weavile could learn it naturally, but that was just a theory.
Ding!
His phone suddenly beeped.
[Your account has received 1,000,000 League Coins. Remaining balance: 1,673,323 League Coins]
Team Rocket’s salary!
Giovanni is reliable.
A luxury car suddenly pulled up at the door.
Daimu walked in, smiling.
“Teacher, am I your first customer?”
Jing He laughed.
“Of course. I’ll give you a half-price discount.”
Even though he hadn’t officially opened, he didn’t mind a makeshift opening ceremony, especially since he had no employees.
“Am I that lucky?”
Daimu sat at the counter.
“I’ll have a double espresso.”
The Beldum coffee grinder immediately started working.
“So, are you planning to hire employees, or will you do everything yourself?” Daimu asked.
“I’ve already posted job ads,” Jing He replied, focusing on his task.
“Hmm.”
Daimu nodded.
Soon, a cup of coffee was ready.
Jing He placed it in front of Daimu.
Daimu took a sip, his eyes brightening.
He had to admit, Jing He’s coffee-making skills were indeed excellent.
“500 League Coins, please.”
Jing He said, cleaning the equipment with a guilty conscience.
“Teacher, twenty more cups, I’ll treat my classmates.”
(End of Chapter)
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