An abstract trainer who taught Charmander the Incinerate move

Chapter 22 A Good Dog

Chapter 22 A Good Dog (Seeking monthly votes at the beginning of the month)
Iron chains and shackles, cast iron collar, bare upper body, shorts, pure 18th-century American farm attire.

Plus, Xiaohao's classic original skin...

The least politically correct episode ever!
It was as if the miserable life of slavery had severely damaged the language center of his brain, causing him to lose the ability to express himself in language.

After a series of excited "Aba aba" sounds, Xiao Hao finally uttered his first human word.

"Quack! Mr. Mo Zhen, quick... quick, save me! Quick, save me! That damned farmer beat me to my knees with that blue dog and forced me to be a hardworking slave!"

To be honest, Mo was a little surprised to see the other party here, because he thought that this guy would be like Li Tiansuo, lying in some corner of the Oath Forest, quietly turning into fertilizer.

Upon hearing Xiao Hao's tearful account, Mr. Pigman angrily refuted him.

"Hey! Kid, what nonsense are you spouting! You were the one who was beaten to the point of near death by wild elves in the forest. I happened to be hunting and rescued you, and even gave you this job. Instead of being grateful, you dare to slander and spread rumors about me. You're completely turning your back on the heavens! I think you want a good whipping!"

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As he spoke, Mr. Pigman, the farmer, raised his hand and gave him two lashes, which made the disobedient young farm tool obediently.

"Quack! Quack! That fucking hurts! Spare me, I'll never do it again!"

Seeing Xiao Hao rolling around on the ground, Mo Zhen could only smile silently.

After the emancipation of slaves, some wild slaves, lacking the ability to survive in the wild, had to beg their slave owners to bring them back to the slave market.

Clearly, this young, dark-skinned man doesn't possess any particularly strong survival skills in the wild.

In the wild and free land of Union, being a farm tool might be his best destiny.

After the farmer left, Mo Zhen turned around and saw a bright-eyed girl with pigtails directing a flock of sheep to plow the land in the neighboring plantation.

"Hurry up, everyone, get to work quickly! Those who work fast will eat cornbread tonight, and those who work slow will eat wheat bran!"

Mo Zhen was surprised to find that Mingyi, a champion reserve, was also working at this Suanmu Farm and seemed to be doing quite well.

Turning her head, Mingyi saw Mo Zhen, an old acquaintance, and immediately greeted him warmly.

"Hey? Brother Mo Zhen, you're here too? Look, I've become a Trainer!"

Seeing how skillfully the other party guided the sheep to plow the field, Mo Zhen smiled with satisfaction.

Under her excellent training, these sheep exerted all their strength, working diligently in the fields of hope, their sweat mirroring that of cattle and horses.

It seems this young trainer has learned how to extract the last bit of value from a Pokémon, and his training methods reveal a wild beauty.

Yes, you're already a qualified Palkia trainer.

After chatting with Mingyi for a while, Mo Zhen learned that she had become a sheep herder here, responsible for training them to plow the fields and prepare their food.

No matter where you are, people with a skill can make a living.

On the other hand, some people who talk about their dreams but actually have no skills can only become farm tools after they are removed from external help.

Seeing the tragic plight of the elves on the farm, Xiaomengzi couldn't help but feel indignant.

[Hey, Lord Mo Zhen, seriously, we should do something. For Lord Arceus's sake, we should take action for the sake of Dream Energy!]

Mo Zhen readily accepted this abrupt request.

"Very well, since you've sincerely asked for my help, then I'll mercifully cause some trouble!"

As a seasoned director, he knew exactly how to depict the next part of the script.

That would inevitably require harnessing the power of the elven masses to fiercely resist the oppression of the ruling class!
So he swaggered into the flock of sheep and began his performance.

"Everyone, look at me! Look at me!"

With her hands raised high, Mo Zhen used the skill "Look at Me" on Mare the Sheep, gaining the "All Eyes on Me" status.

In an instant, all the sheep on the farm turned their attention to Mo Zhen.

Amidst great anticipation, Mo Zhen launched the Declaration of Freedom for United Traditional Arts.

"Brothers and sisters, relatives and compatriots, we are now imprisoned, working from dawn till dusk every day, suffering oppression, and going hungry. Is this the life we want?"

"What—"

"Outside the farm, we have endless fruit and grass to sleep on. Don't you yearn for this kind of free life where you can eat and sleep all you want?"

"What—"

"That's right, we can't wait any longer! As long as we work together, nothing in this world can stop us from heading towards freedom. Now is the time for us to liberate ourselves! Charge with me!"

After saying that, Mo Zhen transformed into the lead sheep, leading the sheep in the farm to freedom outside the farm.

This declaration of the liberation of the elven race brought tears to Xiaomengzi's eyes.

To its ears, Mo Zhen's speech was no less powerful than Martin Luther King Jr.'s "I Have a Dream." "Baa—"

"What—"

Under Mo Zhen's encouragement and leadership, the sheep quickly followed his lead, one after another exerting the flock effect to form a mighty army of free people.

Seeing this massive army of escapees, Xiao Hao was filled with heroic spirit and mingled into the flock of sheep, stealing Mo Zhen's spotlight and leading the charge at the very front.

"Hahahaha, this is awesome! Finally, I can leave this damned place! I'm going to find Officer Jenny and give this guy a piece of my mind about his heinous crimes! Ughh ...

The nail that sticks out gets hammered down; the leader gets kicked.

Before he could climb over the farm fence, a diligent blue guard dog leaped out like lightning and kicked him back into the tool shed.

"What—"

Seeing that Xiao Hao, who was leading the way, was arrested on the spot by the security team, the originally massive prison break army immediately changed direction and ran towards the farm.

This is the herd mentality.

Once the lead sheep changes direction, the flock behind it will gradually deviate from its course.

This is also the key to how sheepdogs can tame flocks of sheep; otherwise, if each of the more than one hundred sheep used the "Charge" skill once, they would never have been stopped by these dozen or so guard dogs.

Seeing the sheep behind him crumble and collapse without a fight, Mo Zhen went straight forward and said.

"Hey kid, we need to talk..."

The Riolu, which only reached Mo Zhen's belly, strutted around arrogantly. In order to enhance its negotiating aura, it stepped on Xiao Hao's head to increase its height and sit on equal footing with Mo Zhen.

Faced with this blue-skinned security guard, Mo Zhen unleashed the Seventh Hokage's signature ninjutsu—Talk-no-Jutsu.

Talk it out—Peace & love.

"Blue-skinned puppy, you're an elf too, aren't you? Look around, all the elves here are your brothers, sisters, and friends. They're suffering terribly. Are you going to continue aiding and abetting evil? Join us and leave this place together! Elves help elves! Elves power!"

Riolu's eyes flashed with determination as it resolutely shook its head.

"Woof woof woof woof woof woof!"

Mo Zhen paused for a moment and then asked the translator beside her.

What is that dog barking about?

Xiao Mengzi looked tense.

[Uh... it says it's a Royal Shepherd with Carlos blood, not a relative of these sheep. I don't care if they live or die, but the lamb chops are pretty good...]

"I don't know if it's a compliment or a criticism," Mo Zhen said sincerely.

"Wow, what a great dog!"

Clearly, everyone has been misled by the theory of the Elf race. Just like the difference between humans and elves, the Elf from different egg groups are completely different races.

Elves don't share the same joys and sorrows; I just think the lamb chops are delicious.

Realizing his fighting style was incorrect, Mo Zhen activated another set of ninjutsu.

Talk-no-jutsu—Dream & Free.

"Wake up! Stop working for an obese human! We don't belong on this farm! Freedom, wildness, adventure—the vast world outside is calling you! Think about it carefully: do you want to be a security guard in a place like this for the rest of your life? Dreams—don't you have any dreams?"

After hearing Mo Zhen's words, Riolu crossed its arms, tilted its head, and started whimpering.

"Woof woof woof woof woof woof!"

Before Mo Zhen could ask, Xiao Mengzi had already begun simultaneous interpretation.

It said, "What's freedom? What's so great about being a stray dog? A stable job with food, lodging, and even the option to slack off is the best. It doesn't need any dreams; it already has everything. Being a security guard is its ideal life."

What a profound realization.

Sure enough, the end of the universe is a security guard. Becoming a security guard at twenty years old saves you fifty years of detours, and your life is already set.

Mo Zhen finally understood that this blue-skinned dog was already a mature elf. It had its own worldview and value system. Unlike a homeless person like Xiao Huolong, this kind of elf was not easy to fool.

At this moment, Little Hao, standing at Riolu's feet, said tremblingly.

"Mr. Mo Zhen, how are the negotiations going?"

Mo Zhen smiled slightly and strolled leisurely.

"Ah, it said it would let you go back to pick cotton if you barked like a dog a couple of times, otherwise it would tell the farmer and have him whip you hard to strengthen your body..."

"Woof woof woof woof woof!"

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