Chapter 81: Your Mother, You Really Are a Genius!
Chapter 81: Your Mother, You Really Are a Genius!
In the Unova region.
"Ecosystem"
With one hand on his hat, Jing He looked at the photos on the web, seeing the Smirch mushrooms and various wild Pokemon who, despite losing their homes, still had smiles on their faces. His light green eyes twinkled softly.
After eating his fill, he saw the photos of Magikarp evolving into Gyarados.
"Is this how you teach me to do it?"
"Even though humans may destroy the homes of wild Pokemon, they can also provide a more comfortable living environment for them."
"Even if the world is ugly, as long as you strive, it will eventually become beautiful."
N slowly stood up.
He opened his arms, closed his eyes, and faced the wind whistling over the castle's rooftop, feeling the breath of nature.
"He has already given me a demonstration, but I'm still here complaining."
"Master N."
A female servant's voice came from below.
N's gaze looked down from under his hat.
Then he pressed his hat down, covering his eyes.
In the female servant's shocked and sharp cry, N leaped up, directly jumping down from the castle's roof.
A second later.
A Fearow flew up from below, catching him and carrying him away with its wings.
Where was he going? He didn't know.
He only knew that staying in the castle, he couldn't do anything.
After a while, the female servant finally reacted.
"N, Master N ran!"
Eventually, they found him.
N not only ran but also "rolled" away with a bit of the castle's funds.
"Ah, ah—"
Ghysted his mouth, swaying unstead.
Seeing him that way, he couldn't move.
"Stop eating so much, others might think I usually fear you."
Holding the same bloated, Six-tailed Jing He with a few "grudges."
He was really foolish, really.
Only knowing Ghyst evolved into Ghyst, he didn't expect to grow so much!
He should have worn a mask and a face shield to the restaurant.
For no other reason.
Just to avoid others' attention when Ghyst uses "Hurricane Inhale," others' concern could be less.
Until finally, the plates piled up around the table, blocking others' views, he could finally breathe easier.
'If this makes Ghyst evolve into Ghyst, it's not a matter of minutes.'
A million, to train a single Pokemon, is far from enough.
Especially when little six-tailed evolves into nine tailed, the food intake probably won't be overlooked.
"Ah, ahΣ()"
Seeing Ghyst with this expression, Jing he's expression changed greatly.
"Hold on, I'll get the pot!"
Before he finished speaking, ghyst's body trembled, quickly separating a small black shadow, soon forming ghyst's outline.
A "substitute"?
Then.
Ghyst's body trembled again, separating another "substitute."
With the appearance of the two "substitutes," the originally bloated ghyst returned to its original size.
Jing he opened his mouth, for a moment not knowing what to say.
Using "substitute" to consume physical energy, accelerating food digestion, and reducing the burden of excessive food intake?
Could this even be possible?
Spiral ghyst?
Your mother, you really are a genius!
"Ah, ah~~"
Ghyst's eyes squinted into wave shapes, lightly patting his belly.
Feeling comfortable.
"Oh?"
Shrinking in jing he's arms, six tailed, seeing this scene, his big eyes flickered with sudden bright and dim stars.
It jumped from his arms.
Facing short fear.
A faint light haze separated from it, gradually forming another small number of ice six tailed.
Jing he's lips twitched.
Ghyst's "substitute" was trained, he understood.
When did ice six tailed learn this?
Despite being scared of many things, six tailed hugged itself, rolling on the ground with a few more six tailed.
"Ow~~"
It must be feeling good.
"Keh~~ d(o)"
The Gengar gave a thumbs-up, impressed.
No wonder it’s from the "Old Jing Family."
Jing He rubbed his temples.
It’s fine, I guess.
At least their talents are outstanding, even if the pressure on him as their trainer is immense.
Watching the Gengar command two "doppelgangers," accelerating the "digestion" process with its fists, Jing He decided that Shadow Punch training would be a good addition to the routine. It could help Gengar burn off some excess energy.
The joy of earning over a million disappeared as Jing He felt the pressure once again. He obediently walked to the "Berry Blender" and started making energy cubes.
While the "Berry Blender" cleaned the berries or finalized the cubes, he could take a moment to reply to some messages.
Days passed quietly.
After the School Festival, the holiday felt unusually long for Jing He. Mainly because the school needed a lot of cleaning and repairs, so even the training rooms were closed. Gengar and Vulpix couldn't find a place to train.
The battle clubs in Kanaz City were numerous, but the prices were too high.
So, Jing He took the two little ones to the Kanaz Police Station’s training field one day and to the Pokemon Center’s training field the next.
They managed to keep up with their training, albeit barely.
One day, after finishing their training at the Kanaz Police Station, Jing He received a call from Da Wu.
"More wild Pokemon coming to 'team up'?" Jing He asked.
Lately, he had helped Devon Corporation deal with wild Pokemon around the Cardew Tunnel quite a bit.
Fortunately, Devon’s helicopter was very efficient, saving him a lot of time.
With his help, the tunnel's excavation progressed much faster, and the wild Pokemon found new homes.
"Not that, Teacher Jing He. I think I found something... interesting."
Interesting?
Da Wu then sent a photo.
It showed a cave, illuminated by the "Flash" of a Baltoy. In the center of the photo was a pool of underground water. In the flowing water, a stone slab seemed to be submerged, adorned with ancient patterns—whether they were text or just designs was unclear.
The content was not clear, possibly due to its age, and some parts seemed to be missing.
"This is..."
Looking at the photo, Jing He was taken aback.
"Shouldn’t you ask Dr. Solance about this?" Jing He suggested.
"I did, but as you know, Dr. Solance teaches history, but his main research is on meteorites, so... he doesn’t recognize it."
"Then I definitely won’t recognize it either."
Jing He was also helpless. He wasn’t omniscient.
"Alright..."
Da Wu had no other options; he was just curious.
After the call, Jing He stared at the photo for a while.
"Gengar, do you have any memory of this?"
As a thousand-year-old "old ghost," even with memory loss, Gengar might remember something.
"Keh?!"
Gengar gave him a look that said, "Are you kidding me?"
"Hmm..."
Jing He rubbed his chin.
"Forget it, I’ll need to find an expert."
He hesitated for a moment and then sent the photo to Cynthia.
[Jing He]: Do you recognize this?
Even though the book might lean more towards daily life, some plot hooks still need to be set up. I got stuck while outlining, so the update is a bit late. Sorry... bows
(End of Chapter)
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