The Bottom Trainer In The Pokémon World

Chapter 120 Pokémon with its own seasoning (seeking further reading!)

This complex underground tunnel actually connects to Saffron City!

Then if anyone or any organization wants to do something to Saffron City, people who know this Tunnel can enter Saffron City quietly at any time.

"Is there any connection to the hyperactivity of wild Pokémon around Saffron City?"

"what?"

An Ci seemed to hear Xia Yan's whisper.

"It's nothing, why are you so embarrassed, what about your Pokémon?" Xia Yan put away his thoughts, looked at An Ci and asked.

I saw An Ci reluctantly took out three Poké Balls, and through the red glass, you could see the three extremely depressed Pokémon inside.

Slowbro and Quagsire.

The dull expressions of the two Pokémons seem to have a bit of "Buddha nature".

There is one more interesting.

It's Farfetch'd!

Is this wine and meat monk taking it for a good last-minute meal? Xia Yan secretly slandered.

"In order to protect the little monk, they were all seriously injured."

Xia Yan nodded lightly.

It must have been the injury from Aerodactyl's attack.

But being able to survive in the hands of such a powerful Aerodactyl, it can be seen that the strength of these two Pokémon should be good.

"Well, can the little monk exchange some Potion with you?" An Ci asked hesitantly and embarrassedly.

Xia Yan turned his head and glanced up and down at him.

An Ci understood Xia Yan's eyes.

With his current appearance, no matter how he looked at it, it didn't look like he could take out something in exchange.

But he still rummaged through his body.

I don't know where I dug out a string of dark wood-colored round and full Buddha beads, and some tangled: "This string of Buddha beads is a treasure from Bell Tower, made of materials that have been blessed by the mythical beast Ho-Oh Sacred Fire."

Xia Yan raised his eyebrows.

He had heard this sentence no less than twice from the young monk's mouth.

Before, he thought the little monk was a liar.

But just now, he saw the Buddha beads thrown by An Ci with his own eyes, resisting the flames of Aerodactyl for a moment, and this allowed them to escape.

Obviously this string of beads is not as simple as it seems.

Is it really the bead blessed by Ho-Oh's Sacred Fire?

Xia Yan's heart could not help but shake.

But he thought about it and said, "I heard that during this time, there was a little monk in Saffron City who was selling Buddhist beads in exchange for money to buy wine and drink."

Embarrassment flashed in An Ci's bright eyes.

Isn't that what Xia Yan said?

"Drinking is only for practice, and those beads are not fakes, but the string in the little monk's hand, and the string that he threw out before, are more precious than the ones sold before." An Ci's face was sincere.

No matter how embarrassed he looks at this time, his eyes are still so bright and energetic, and there seems to be a bottomless calm spring under his calm eyes.

Xia Yan took the bead and felt a touch of warmth from the bead, but there was nothing special about it.

"I believe you for now, but it's just a string of beads. Not enough."

Looking at An Ci, he continued, "You have also seen the environment here. Not only do you need Potion, but my Pokémon also needs one. I need one less."

"But Xiao Seng Xiao Seng no longer exists," An Ci said blankly.

Xia Yan waved his hand.

"I don't need you to give me anything, as long as your Pokémon does one thing for me."

Hearing this, the little monk was obviously relieved, but he was still vigilant: "What's the matter?"

Throwing him three high-quality Potions, Xia Yan said lightly: "It's not difficult, you can restore them first."

"Huh." An Ci responded.

Without hesitation, summon three injured Pokémon, spray Potion on them one by one, and assist with some special massage methods.

Xia Yan watched silently from the side, collecting some information on the three Pokémons.

Burns, bruises. It's exactly what Aerodactyl does.

These three Pokémons have been trained quite well, and the strength under the prosperous Contest Condition is at least senior level or even elite level, otherwise it is impossible to survive in the mouth of that Aerodactyl.

Finally his eyes fell on the Farfetch'd.

I have to say that Xia Yan also saw Pokémon with its own seasonings for the first time.

Still more or less curious.

Farfetch'd is now a rare Pokémon.

It's not that this Pokémon is so powerful, it's just that the meat of this Pokémon is too delicious.

Think about it, once Scald is hot, it will lose its hair, put it on a small barbecue grill, brush some oil and then some honey, get a few crispy and warm burritos, and roll it all with the Onion Stick that comes with it, and bite it down. Oil stains, tsk tsk

It is precisely because of the gradual popularity of various eating methods that the number of such Pokémon has been greatly reduced.

An Ci's Farfetch'd, even without Breeder, sold it directly on the black market, and the price was ridiculously high.

An Ci also seemed to have noticed Xia Yan's eyes, and quietly stood in front of Farfetch'd.

After waiting for a while.

Potion kicks in, and Anci's three Pokémon slowly wake up.

Slowbro with a dull expression and even a little cute.

Speaking of Slowbro's original form, Slowpoke's tail seems to be a delicacy.

Think far.

There is also Quagsire, whose expression is even more sullen than Slowbro. If you don't look carefully, you can't tell that they are two eyes.

These two Pokémon stand together, it's absolutely amazing.

Farfetch'd staggered to his feet against the Onion Stick.

The Onion Stick in its hand is a little shriveled, and at a glance, it can be seen that it has been stored for a long time.

Togepi's small eyes seem to be attracted by the green Onion Stick on Farfetch'd's hand. In this dark Tunnel, it has not seen many green plants.

She called out to An Ci softly, but her voice was still a little weak.

"Togepi, do you know Heal Bell? Give them one." Xia Yan said.

"Chaco?"

Togepi looked at Xia Yan, then looked at the three Pokémon opposite, pouted, reluctantly, but moved.

Togepi shook his body, creating a crisp, melodious bell, which acted on Anci's three Pokémons.

I saw that some of the burns and bruises on their bodies slowly recovered, and their spirits eased a lot.

Xia Yan glanced at Togepi with a little surprise, he just asked, but he didn't expect this Togepi to really know.

After finishing this, Togepi turned to look at Xia Yan, his small eyes full of Covet.

Seeing its appearance, Xia Yan chuckled lightly, patted its head, and praised: "Well done."

"Just yay!!" Togepi smiled happily and rolled his eyes.

Xia Yan looked at An Ci again, only to see him stopped in front of Farfetch'd with a vigilant look on his face.

"Don't worry, I don't have that kind of hobby." Xia Yan shook his head helplessly, summoning Beedrill, his eyes narrowed, "My other condition is very simple, let your Farfetch'd teach Beedrill a trick."

"What move?" An Ci was taken aback.

"Sword Dance." Xia Yan said the name of the move word by word.

In theory, Farfetch'd is a Pokémon who can learn Sword Dance as his strength improves, which Xia Yan remembers very well.

An Ci was obviously relieved to hear that it wasn't to be eaten, but she still hesitated, "But Sword Dance can't be learned by just teaching it."

At the beginning, in order to let Farfetch'd learn Sword Dance, he also gave up a lot of energy.

"It doesn't matter, you just discipline, whether you can learn is not what you need to worry about."

Xia Yan looked at Beedrill and got a look that would definitely go all out.

After half an hour.

"Your Pokémon are almost back, so be it."

Xia Yan stood up, waved his back to An Ci, and gradually disappeared into the darkness with Beedrill.

Togepi stepped on his short legs and followed behind him step by step.

An Ci looked at the back of Xia Yan leaving and did not stop him.

But he found a small metal box left where Xia Yan had just sat.

When I opened it, it turned out to be a few crystal energy cubes and a few slices of bread.

He made a Buddha salute in the direction where Xia Yan disappeared.

"He's a good man, little monk remember."

But it didn't take long for him to thank him when he heard Farfetch'd screaming in pain like crazy.

Looking around on the ground for my Onion Stick.

"Chucky-"

In the distance, Togepi's cheerful laughter loomed.

(End of this chapter)