bookbashuk Chapter 146 Wei Xin, let's just say it's for Ralts' sake, using magical fire.
Chapter 146 Wei Xin, let's just say it's for Ralts' sake, using magical fire.
Chapter 146 Wei Xin, let's just say it's for Ralts' sake, using magical fire.
"Come out, Roseredo!"
"Lorelei!" A grass-poison type Pokémon, wearing a dark green mask and cape, with red and blue flowers on its hands, appeared in Wei Xin's courtyard, confidently raising its hands.
Rotom: "Rosredo, the Bouquet Pokémon, is the evolved form of Roselia. It lures its prey with a sweet scent and then finishes them off with the poisonous thorns from the flowers on its arms. The poison on each arm is different; the one on the left arm is an instant poison, and the one on the right arm is a slow-acting poison."
"The cape is quite long. Miss Cynthia's Roserade is a girl." Wei Xin waved to Roserade.
"Roseda!" Roseradore hid behind Cynthia, grabbed Cynthia's thigh, and shyly peeked out half of her head.
"This child seems to like you quite a bit." Cynthia was a little surprised. Her Roserade was clearly a social Pokémon of the Cowboy type, so why did she become socially awkward as soon as she saw Wei Xin?
And the differences in traits caused by the gender of Pokémon are a very niche area within Pokémon studies. Because they have no practical value, very few people participate in research on them, yet Wei Xin knows so much about them.
"Rosredo and Bulbasaur are both Grass/Poison type Pokémon, so having her train Ralts is perfect for them." Cynthia patted Rosredo's head, indicating that she should train Ralts.
"Remember to go easy on me."
Roserade nodded and led Ralts aside.
Glaceon jumped out of Cynthia's Poké Ball and gracefully walked towards Eevee, who was watching from a distance.
Little girl, you've gotten even prettier in just a few days! Come here, let your big sister see how you're developing.
"Booboo!" Seeing Eevee walking towards her, Eevee was shocked. She thought to herself, "There are so many Pokémon in the yard, why did you only catch me?" She turned around, opened Milton's metal mouth and crawled inside. She stretched out a claw to close Milton's mouth, leaving only her tail sticking out.
You can't see me! You can't see me!
Milton glanced at Eevee's exposed tail, then at the Glaceon that was menacingly approaching it, and sighed.
Grabbing Eevee's tail, I reluctantly tossed her to Glaceon.
"Booboo!" With Eevee holding the back of its neck, Eevee waved its arms and legs in protest against Milton's betrayal of its teammates.
"Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river, don't underestimate Eevee's weakness. Once I evolve into Sylveon, I'll beat you all up." She glanced back at the Ice Eevee licking its neck, rubbing its tongue, and complaining about its own shedding fur.
And you, I'm going to tie you up with my tentacles and lick you until you scream.
Not far away, Roserade and Ralts' training had already begun.
"Rosrei!" Roserade lightly swung her arm, using Razor Leaf to fling out many sharp blades towards Ralts.
"Ralts!" Ralts blew out a freezing wind, trying to slow down the leaves, but to little avail.
"Your Ralts doesn't know Magic Fire?" Cynthia asked. Compared to Ice-type Icy Wind, using Fire-type Magic Fire would obviously be more effective against Grass-type Pokémon. She didn't think Wei Xin, with his knowledge, wouldn't know this.
"Magic Fire is an inherited skill for Ralts, right?" Wei Xin said.
"Yes, but not entirely," Cynthia said.
"From a skill genetics perspective, Mystic Flame is a genetically inherited skill that Pokémon must pass on from their parents. However, according to Pokémon genetics, all Gardevoirs can use Mystic Flame, and all Ralts are descendants of Gardevoirs."
"Therefore, whether Gardevoir's magical fire is inherited or acquired through leveling up remains an unsolved question in the Pokémon academic community."
Wei Xin looked bewildered, thinking to himself, "Isn't this just the classic chicken-or-egg problem?"
But he truly couldn't understand it. Could it be that Emperor Gardevoir went back in time and used subtraction to achieve emptiness?
Wei Xin looked up the definition of Magical Flame in the Pokédex: It is an attack that involves spewing extremely hot flames from the mouth to lower the opponent's Special Attack. He then saw in the Pokédex that Fairy Fox was holding a burning branch and blowing on it, as if it were using Magical Flame.
Could it be—
"Maybe Ralts originally knew magical fire, but just didn't know how to use it," Cynthia asked, seeing Wei Xin staring at Rotom's screen without speaking. "What are you thinking about?"
"I have an idea." Wei Xin bought a set of masks used for Sichuan opera performances and special fire-breathing oil online, choosing Dragon Express for delivery. "Maybe I can teach Ralts to use magical fire."
"You taught Ralts the magic of fire." Cynthia blinked in surprise. "You know that too?"
She'd seen trainers who could use Aura, trainers with psychic abilities, and countless trainers who could fight Fighting-type Pokémon to a standstill.
But she had never actually seen a trainer who could breathe fire.
Are you a legitimate trainer?
Before long, a Dragonite carrying a package, exerted all its strength to cross the sky and arrive at Wei Xin and Cynthia's side.
"Silicon plug, Dragon Express really uses Dragons to deliver packages!" Wei Xin exclaimed in surprise. Because Dragons are so rare, he had thought that the name Dragon Express was just a front, like the wife in wife cake or the couple in husband and wife lung slices.
Wei Xin stepped forward and took the package from Dragonite. Dragonite smiled, then rubbed its chubby paws together, a grin spreading across its face: "Awooo!"
Is this... asking for a tip?
"Wait for me a moment."
Wei Xin took out a can of energy cubes from his room. He had made them that evening, and the little ones in the family hadn't finished them.
Dragonite lowered its head, picked up an Energy Cube, sniffed it, then looked at Wei Xin. Although its trainer had told it not to eat things given by strangers, this Energy Cube looked delicious, and besides, it was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and its trainer didn't know anything about it.
Who cares, let's do it, brothers!
Dragonite throws the Power Cube into its mouth.
"Chirp!" Dragonite covered its face, revealing a blissful expression; this taste was just right.
During his research on Energy Cubes, Wei Xin discovered that many Pokémon have rather unique tastes; some flavors that are too sour or spicy for humans are just right for Pokémon.
Aside from bitterness, most Pokémon dislike bitter tastes. If they eat something bitter, their friendship level will even drop, but this only applies to things like berries, which are similar to raw materials.
Wei Xin tasted the energy cubes he made himself and discovered something strange.
The energy cubes themselves have no taste, at least not when people eat them. Even a hybrid like him can't tell the difference between the different energy cubes.
But Pokémon can distinguish between different types of energy cubes and eat them with relish. Why is that?
Lucario also came over. He remembered that Wei Xin's cooking skills seemed pretty good, so what about the Energy Cube crafting?
Curious, he picked up an energy cube, put it in his mouth, chewed it, covered his mouth, widened his eyes, and the four black braids on the back of his head stood up.
Something's wrong, this energy cube is weird!
"If you like it, this whole jar is yours." Wei Xin shoved the jar into Kuailong's hand. Energy cubes that haven't undergone industrial processing don't have a long shelf life; this jar won't be fresh by tomorrow.
"Huh?" Dragonite stared at the Energy Cube in its hand with a puzzled look, its expression incredulous. Just by eating it, you can tell this can of Energy Cubes is quite valuable. This customer actually gave it to me for free?
After realizing what was happening, Kuailong excitedly hugged Weixin and licked his head, as if he wanted to meld Weixin into his body.
If Lucario hadn't intervened, Wei Xin would have almost fused and evolved with Dragonite.
"The difference in physique between ordinary people and Pokémon is still too great." After Dragonite flew away excitedly wagging its tail, Wei Xin breathed heavily with lingering fear. Six points of physique were still not enough; he needed to find time to train his body.
"Luca!" After Dragonite left, Lucario poked Wei Xin's palm, expressionless, but its tail spun rapidly like a propeller.
Lucario hesitated, and Wei Xin wasn't quite sure what he meant.
"He might also want the Power Cube."
Cynthia said with some surprise that the energy cubes she provided for her Pokémon were all custom-made to the highest specifications, and she could even occasionally get some private stock from top coordinators that wouldn't be sold on the market.
Her Pokémon had even tasted the cooking of Mr. Adam and Mr. Wallace, so it's reasonable to assume that ordinary Energy Cubes wouldn't excite Lucario so much.
Could it be that Wei Xin added some special material to his energy cube?
It's impossible for Wei Xin's energy cube to be more effective than Adam's or Mike's.
Lucario nodded shyly, then felt that white might not be quite right. He turned his head and looked at Roserade, who was helping Ralts train, and Glaceon, who was tired of licking its fur and had started teaching Eevee to sing.
Lucario searched around, then slipped behind Tanjiro, who was cleaning up Eevee's loose fur, and picked up the bewildered Tanjiro.
He walked up to Wei Xin.
Tan Xiaoshi: "???"
Is this a plan to help me train Charcoal Servant?
"I understand, I'll make a little more later." Wei Xin agreed to the deal with Lucario.
Seeing his friend's eagerness, Garchomp sensed something was amiss and emerged from its Poké Ball. After circling around, its gaze fell on Milton, who was slacking off not far away.
Millerton was horrified. He quickly dug a hole in the ground, buried himself in it, covered himself with dirt, and even put a brick in front of him.
I am dead. Do not disturb.
Lucario left satisfied with Charcoal, while Wei Xin opened the package and found the mask and fire-breathing oil.
Cynthia leaned closer curiously: "What are these?"
"One of the traditional cultures of Donghuang." Wei Xin loaded the flaming oil into the tube.
"Everyone, please make way a little." Wei Xin put on his mask, lit the stick the merchant had given him, walked to the center of the courtyard, and waved it twice with an air of importance. "Please watch closely, everyone, my magical flames!"
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