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Chapter 424: Gramps: I'm Not Dead Yet~
Chapter 424: Gramps: I'm Not Dead Yet~
"Jinghe, well done!" exclaimed Daye excitedly during dinner, not for the first time that evening.
Jinghe couldn't be bothered to pay him any attention.
He was already tired, and Daye's interruption had disrupted his sleep. Then, during his battle with Gu Zima, he had used Wave Guide to counteract the side effects of Swift Dragon's Wrath of the Dragon. Now, he didn't have the energy to bother with Daye's antics.
He decided to let it slide for now and make a mental note.
"Tomorrow is the finals," Wusong asked, "What are your plans after the match, Jinghe?"
Plans?
Jinghe was momentarily taken aback.
After a brief moment of contemplation, he glanced at Sharon with a hint of inquiry.
"How about starting a farm?"
"A farm?" Sharon tilted her head, blinking.
Everyone at the table was equally surprised, especially Wusong.
"A farm?"
Wusong's original intention in asking Jinghe was to inquire about the "Special Task Force" mission.
After all, it wasn't a trivial matter, and as the deputy leader, Wusong felt the pressure.
Little did he know that Jinghe's mind would suddenly wander to the idea of a farm.
Jinghe sighed and shook his head.
"Life is tough, and the pressure is overwhelming."
Besides, the coffee shop was now running smoothly without his involvement. With Ai Guan, Frosty, and the occasional appearance of Masha Duo, there was no need for him to worry.
During the Bellflower Conference, the coffee shop's stall had been incredibly successful, earning a substantial profit in just a few days, equivalent to several months of regular business.
As for the "Special Task Force," wasn't Wusong, the deputy leader, overseeing it?
Hunter J and his team weren't taking action, making it challenging to locate them.
The television series and scripts were also stable, thanks to the support of Zhen Bird and the Rocket Team trio.
There were new scripts, but suitable actors hadn't been found yet.
Starting a farm would not only provide an internal outlet and relieve pressure but might also generate additional income.
Jinghe already had experience growing Ice and Black Carrots.
"If it's a farm..."
Dahu slowly said, "Dewen has two vacant plots. If you need them, I can help you acquire them."
"Since it's a farm, what kind of Pokemon do you plan to raise?" Wusong asked.
Before deciding what to plant, the thought of raising Pokemon crossed Jinghe's mind. With his personality, expenses might skyrocket.
"Hmm," Jinghe rubbed his chin, "I think a Scallion Duck would be nice. It's cute, obedient, and comes with its own seasoning."
Is that your preference?
It's clear you're salivating over its body!
"As the saying goes, the net of justice is wide, and it's not greasy."
"Can I work there too?" Daye eagerly raised his hand, tears of eagerness welling up in his eyes.
A Liu's tuft of hair stood up, and he realized, "Count me in too."
Jinghe's gaze swept over Daye and A Liu.
Hire them?
One a brute, the other a simpleton?
"Never mind."
Daye & A Liu: "."
You two finally did something 'right,' Wusong thought to himself, relieved.
Jinghe let out a soft sigh.
Forget it.
One thing at a time.
Take one step at a time, eat one bite at a time, and even a Scallion Duck can't be devoured in one go.
Night fell.
In Sharon's villa.
Whip Fang Shark glared at Jinghe, its stance clearly conveying that it wouldn't tolerate any mischief from him.
It had witnessed Swift Dragon's transformation into Dakuduo earlier that day.
However, Jinghe was too tired to pay it any mind. He merely thanked the Rockruff that brought him tea.
"Thank you, Rockruff."
He gently rubbed its shadow outline.
"Sizzle~o(////▽////)q"
Rockruff's cheeks flushed slightly, and it curled up.
"Speaking of which," Jinghe lowered his voice and whispered to Rockruff, "Rockruff, are you interested in becoming Sharon's strongest Pokemon?"
"Sizzle, sizzle? d(д)"
Me, me, me...
Who do I have to defeat?
"Tomorrow is the finals. Shouldn't you be resting in this condition?"
At that moment, Sharon emerged from her bath, her hair still wet, wearing a cute Frosty pajama set.
"Don't worry, I'll handle him easily," Jinghe replied with a smile.
Despite his words, he was genuinely exhausted and yawned, bidding Sharon goodnight.
"Goodnight~"
Speaking of which, what does "goodnight" signify?
As Jinghe lay down, he didn't have time to ponder much before falling asleep, hugging Ice Nine Tails.
Indeed, it had been a tiring day.
The room became unusually quiet.
But soon, a pair of scarlet eyes suddenly opened on the ceiling.
"Hmm?"
Gramps called out tentatively.
After confirming that Jinghe was sound asleep, he grinned and nimbly jumped to the floor.
He approached the curled-up Tyrogue in the "bedpan," who was snoring softly in a deep sleep, and gently tapped its little head.
"Yo, yo?" ()
The little guy rubbed his eyes, opening them slightly, looking puzzled.
"Hmm?"
At your age, how can you sleep so soundly?
"Yo?"
But isn't there a match tomorrow?
"Hmm!"
You're so small; you don't need to compete!
"Yo, yo!"
Right, right!
Tyrogue's eyes lit up, and he rolled out of the "bedpan," landing on the floor.
The little one didn't seem to feel any pain and quickly got up, patting its bottom and looking expectantly at Gramps.
"Yoji?"
Are we going to forage for food?
Tyrogue patted its little belly, covered in a red shell.
"Henga!"
Gramps stood with his hands on his hips, looking somewhat disappointed.
Such a great opportunity, and you're still thinking about food!
Saying this, Gramps quietly pulled Tyrogue out of the door and headed towards Sharon's room.
Before they could even open the door, it opened by itself, revealing Jinghe, sitting at the door with his arms crossed and a disdainful look on his face.
However, when he saw that it was Gramps and Tyrogue, his expression immediately softened.
Gramps waved at Jinghe, and they all walked towards the courtyard.
The backyard.
"Henga~"
Jinghe, look at this little treasure of ours. He has an incredible talent and a remarkable physique. It would be a waste if you didn't teach him.
Saying this, Gramps gently patted Tyrogue's head.
"Yoji! (^^)"
Tyrogue, now realizing what was happening, smiled and waved his arms.
Jinghe glanced at them and, before he could even open his mouth, Gramps cheerfully handed him an Energy Cube.
"Hao~~" Jinghe skillfully accepted the Energy Cube.
Ahem, yes. He does have exceptional talent.
Tyrogue had heard about the incident where he had stomped on Jinghe's house with his foot.
After all, he had only hatched a few days ago, and with such destructive power, he truly lived up to the title of "Desert Tyrant's Cub."
As a Ground-type Pokemon, Jinghe was quite confident in his Ground-type moves.
"Hao~"
Let's see what moves you know.
"Henga!"
Gramps suddenly realized and quickly called for a stop.
They had already destroyed one house, and if they continued, there would be no place left to sleep. So, they left the Contestant Village of the Bellflower Tournament and headed to a secluded area.
Only then, with their guidance, did Tyrogue begin to demonstrate the moves he had learned.
"Yoji!"
Don't underestimate the little one; he may be small, but he executed the moves with precision and clarity, until...
Buzz—
A faint blue light emanated from Tyrogue's body as he held up his small hand, squinted his eyes, and cheerfully wiggled his little bottom.
Dragon Dance!
Oh no!
In an instant, Gramps' expression turned pale, his body stiffened, and he slowly turned his head to look at Jinghe.
Slap!
Jinghe's head suddenly bulged with crisscrossing veins, pulsating.
Facing Gramps' intense gaze, Jinghe opened his mouth and revealed a very "kind" smile.
Come, let's talk, Gramps.
Jinghe grabbed Gramps.
"Yoji, Yoji," Tyrogue seemed to sense something amiss and called out softly.
Jinghe was relatively friendly towards the little one, merely waving his claws.
"Hao~"
Cover your eyes, little one.
"Yoji."
Oh.
Tyrogue obediently covered his eyes, leaving a small gap.
And then they heard...
"Henga!!"
Rustle, rustle—
In the forest, birds took flight in unison, and countless wild Pokemon retreated into their caves, not daring to show themselves.
After a long while, Tyrogue still hadn't dared to lower his hand, and he cautiously spoke.
"Yoji?"
Are you okay?
"Henga~"
Don't worry, what could happen to me? I'm fine!
However, Gramps' "good intentions" did have an effect, as Tyrogue gained more opportunities to learn.
As the saying goes, Rock and Ground types are like family. As the "true Ground-type Dragon," Jinghe not only mastered Ground-type moves but also knew many Rock-type moves, all of which Tyrogue could learn.
Even among Dragon-type moves, there were many that Tyrogue could learn.
He was open to all who came to learn.
January 23rd, a clear and sunny day.
After a good night's sleep, Jinghe woke up feeling refreshed and at his best.
Hmm?
"Gramps, have you... gained weight?" Jinghe couldn't help but ask upon seeing Gramps floating on the ceiling.
"Henga~（_）"
Today was the championship day of the Bellflower Tournament, and the online community was already abuzz with intense discussions about it.
"Darkrai's Dark Void, combined with Dream Eater and the Nightmare ability, how can we counter that?!"
"Haha, do you even understand Hypnosis? Jinghe is best at Hypnosis!"
"Exactly, and what about Ursaring? Have you ever seen him asleep?"
"Speaking of which, isn't Jinghe the ultimate counter to Darkrai?"
"The true arch-nemesis of Darkrai!"
"But Dakudo has other Pokemon, right? You don't think he only has Darkrai, do you?"
"Is there a possibility that Darkrai is Dakudo's weakest Pokemon?"
"Whoa—Jinghe is in danger!"
". "
These online discussions had no effect on Jinghe whatsoever.
At that moment, he was engaged in the "Breakfast Defense" with his little ones.
"Tyrogue, you can't eat the plate, spit it out!"
Watching the little one devouring food as if he hadn't eaten in days, Jinghe felt a headache coming on.
Didn't he feed them a lot before going to bed last night?
How could they be so hungry after just one night?
Could it be...
Tyrogue's appetite was also a conceptual question?
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PS: No more words, just a burst of updates for the National Day, celebrating the Motherland! Let's see if I can finish it in one day, along with the extra chapter and giveaway event.
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