Pokémon: All About the Breeding House

Chapter 163 Rich woman, do you think I can be kept by you?

Not long after, the clouds in the sky were torn apart, and a powerful figure rushed straight towards Fang Yan, leaving a long white trail behind him.

A familiar figure jumped off Garchomp and walked up to Fang Yan.

Gengar was the first to rush forward, flashing his signature smile.

Cynthia returned a bright smile, then tugged at Gengar's lips with her hand.

Fang Yan glanced at Cynthia's slender hands, which were painted with red nail polish, making her look even more beautiful.

Cynthia looked at Fang Yan and smiled sweetly, "Welcome to Zhuqing City."

The surrounding audience was melted by Cynthia's smile.

Fang Yan quickly led Cynthia out of the station, where the car Cynthia had arranged was already waiting.

"You've already arranged the car, why did you have to come all the way here yourself?"

Hearing Fang Yan's words, Cynthia reached out and hugged the Vulpix in Fang Yan's arms, lay back in the chair, and said with a smile, "I definitely have to come and pick you up in person to show my sincerity."

She then picked up the feather of the firebird hanging around the neck of the six-tailed bird and sensed a powerful fire aura emanating from it.

"Did you get these feathers from the Moltres?"

Fang Yan nodded. "To be precise, it was given to me by the Flamebird."

Cynthia gently rubbed Vulpix's little head. "This feather will be a great help to Vulpix. Maybe after absorbing all the energy inside, Vulpix will be ready to evolve."

"Whoosh~"

The six-tailed creature squinted its eyes comfortably and let out a soft, cloying cry.

"Evolution is up to its own will; it's up to them to choose."

Fang Yan hugged Monini and reached out to tickle it.

Just like Monini, if it doesn't want to evolve, I won't force it. It's fine as it is.

Cynthia smiled slightly as she watched Fang Yan playing with Monini.

It's still my familiar dialect.

As the view outside the window grew increasingly expensive, Fang Yan suddenly asked, "Where are we going? Aren't we going to the hotel?"

Why are there so many villas?

Cynthia didn't say anything, and soon the car stopped in front of a villa.

"We've arrived, get off the bus."

Cynthia opened the car door and got out first, followed by Fang Yan.

Fang Yan was shocked when he saw the huge villa in front of him.

"This is... a hotel?"

Cynthia looked at Fang Yan with a puzzled expression: "Why do we need to stay in a hotel and spend money?"

"So—this is your home?"

Cynthia nodded. "I happen to have a house in Zhuqing City, so you can come and stay here for now. It won't cost you anything."

dialect:----

Oh dear, I forgot again that Cynthia is actually a rich woman.

Following Cynthia into the house, the decorations were rather plain, suggesting that the house was rarely inhabited.

"Because we rarely come to stay here, the decoration is a bit plain, but the kitchen is quite well-equipped."

Cynthia placed one hand on the shoe cabinet by the door, then lifted one leg back and used her hand to take off her high-heeled sandals, placing them by the door.

Fang Yan glanced down at it; the nails were white, smooth, and coated with light red nail polish.

Suddenly sensing a murderous intent behind him, Fang Yan turned around and saw Garchomp staring at him with narrowed eyes, its two scissors rubbing back and forth.

Fang Yan swallowed hard, quickly took off his shoes, and then followed Cynthia into a room.

"You can stay here for the next few days."

Fang Yan glanced around; it was a very simple room with only a table and a bed. He nodded.

Miss Gothic and the others emerged from their Poké Balls and expertly helped Fang Yan make his bed.

Cynthia looked at the evolved Gothic, whose aura was not much different from that of Gadria's, but whose temperament seemed to be more elegant and gorgeous.

Cynthia suddenly discovered that the male Pokémon raised in dialects all had personalities similar to Gengar, liking to be mischievous, while the females were similar to Miss Skirt, very elegant and gorgeous.

Of course, Dali is an exception; Dali is a typical example of someone who doesn't stick to one thing.

She really liked the personalities of the young ladies in the skirts, who were raised in dialects, and who were as elegant as medieval noblewomen.

At the same time, it is very beautiful.

If Fang Yan were to become a mediator, he would probably be a very good one.

Seeing Fang Yan tidying up the room, Cynthia also returned to her own room and took a shower.

Cynthia changed into more casual clothes, still wearing long, wide-leg pants, and brought Garchomp to the living room, where she found Fang Yan sitting on the sofa scrolling through his phone.

"What would you like to eat tonight?"

Fang Yan saw Cynthia come out, sat up and asked her a question.

Cynthia shook her head. "Let's go out for dinner tonight. I can also show you around Zhuqing City. You've never been here before, have you?"

Fang Yan shook his head.

"Let's go, let's set off."

Cynthia arrived at the entrance and put on her high heels.

Seeing this, Fang Yan didn't refuse and followed him out.

The two strolled casually through the streets of Zhuqing City. Fang Yan looked at the surrounding high-rise buildings, as well as the people and Pokémon everywhere.

The towns of Futaba and Masa combined are probably not even as big as Zhuqing City.

As expected of the most prosperous and largest city in the Sinnoh region, Lucky City.

After having dinner at a random place, Cynthia, speaking in her local dialect, began to truly explore Zhuqing City.

Although he was supposed to be shopping in dialect, he was actually carrying Cynthia's bag while they were shopping.

Fangyan, Gengar, and Garchomp all had items Cynthia had bought for them hanging from their hands and necks.

"Bamboo Orchid".

She called out in a dialect, and Cynthia asked the waiter to pack up a pair of high heels. She carried them in her hand and then looked back at the shop with reluctance.

Fang Yan and Garchomp exchanged a glance, handed the items to Gengar, and then each with a Pokémon on one side, pulled Cynthia along and hurried home.

Gengar was carrying many bumps on its head and staggering along.

"—Ghost?!"

Then they followed the dialect.

Back home, Fang Yan was completely exhausted and lay down on the sofa.

Cynthia, in a cheerful mood, began tidying up the bags and shoes she had just bought.

Seeing this, Fang Yan slumped onto the sofa and asked, "Rich woman, do you think I could be your sugar daddy?"

Cynthia stopped what she was doing, looked up at Fang Yan who was sprawled on the sofa, tilted her head and thought for a moment, then smiled sweetly, "Think about it."

"I'm a really good cook."

Cynthia looked somewhat tempted.

Seeing this, Fang Yan unleashed his ultimate weapon.

"My ice cream is also super delicious."

"Hmm—I'll think about it."

After chatting for a while, Fang Yan took Gengar and the others back to their room to sleep.

Gengar, Miss Skirt, and Miss Gothic looked at each other in the room.

Fang Yan looked at the sleeping soundly on the bed, with Monini on his left and Liuwei on his right, and was a little puzzled.

Why did he sleep so well today?

Unable to understand, they each returned to their own places, closed their eyes, and went to sleep.

The night passed uneventfully, and the sleep was incredibly sweet.

Cynthia sat up in bed, greeted Garchomp, then lay back down, pulled the covers over herself, and prepared to go back to sleep.

Suddenly, she sat up abruptly, remembering that Fang Yan had also been there that day.

Then she got out of bed and went to the bathroom to wash up. After washing up, she came to the living room and prepared to go to the kitchen to make breakfast.

As soon as I entered the living room, I saw a purple figure sitting in a chair, enjoying a hearty meal.

"口————口桀一"

Gengar swallowed the food in its mouth and greeted Cynthia and Garchomp.

He was still holding an unfinished fried dough stick in his hand.

Then she saw Fang Yan come out of the kitchen carrying a bowl of noodles.

Fang Yan was taken aback when he saw Cynthia, then smiled gently.

"You're up? Come and have breakfast, I made you noodles."

Cynthia smiled sweetly, brought Garchomp to the dining table, and sat down.

Fang Yan placed a steaming bowl of noodles in front of her.

"Please, Miss Zhulan."

Cynthia said thank you, picked up her chopsticks, stirred the noodles, then picked up a piece, blew on it gently, and put it in her mouth.

I chewed a few times and swallowed.

"Delicious!"

Then he buried his head in his food and started eating.

Seeing this, Fangyan also sat down, took a fried dough stick from Gengar's bowl, dipped it in soy milk, and slowly ate it.

After finishing breakfast, Cynthia sat on the sofa to digest, watching Fang Yan sitting opposite her making tea.

Why would someone go out carrying a tea set and tea leaves?

"Actually, I was planning to make breakfast this morning."

The man in the dialect paused while pouring tea.

Looking at Cynthia in surprise: "You can cook?"

Cynthia took a sip of hot tea, thought for a moment, and then said, "I've never made it before, but I've seen the recipe."

"Just look at the recipe?"

Cynthia nodded. "It feels even simpler than a battle. You just put in oil, stir-fry it, and that's it."

Fang Yan couldn't help but laugh.

"If you start cooking, aren't you taking my job away from me?"

Cynthia pursed her lips.

After staying in the house for a while, Cynthia took the lead and rode Garchomp, preparing to head to the largest arena in Celebration City.

As a participant in the exhibition match, Cynthia must arrive at the venue half an hour in advance.

He planned to go there an hour before the dialect was scheduled to begin, and spend the rest of the time exploring Zhuqing City on his own, since he had been dragged around the streets all night yesterday.

Cynthia nodded in agreement and then left first.

Walking on the streets of Zhuqing City, Fang Yan looked left and right and saw that the same game was playing on the screens of different tall buildings.

"Have you guys gotten your Pokémon Watches yet?"

The familiar guy.

Each shop has started hanging its own unique flags or dolls, creating a festive autumn festival atmosphere.

Everyone's preparing for the autumn festival.

Turning into the park, you can see Pokémon being trained everywhere.

However, it seems they are practicing coordination and teamwork, and it looks like they want to participate in the grand competition held in Zhuqing City.

Fang Yan then remembered that Zhuqing City did not seem to have a Dao Bow, but a grand competition would be held here.

A grand competition, indeed.

Fang Yan recalled that Xiao Zhi's partners, Xiao Yao and Xiao Guang, all seemed to participate in the Contests.

Meanwhile, Mikoli, the champion of the Fengcong region, is also a top-notch coordinator.

I definitely need to go see the Grand Contest sometime.

Fang Yan thought to himself.

After glancing at the time, Fang Yan arrived at the building with the Grand Contest logo.

The exhibition match we are listening to today will be held here, using this venue. The grand finale will not begin until after the Autumn Festival.

The entrance was packed with people queuing to have their tickets checked before entering.

Fang Yan glanced at the ticket in his hand, showed it to the staff on site, and was then led to a special passage and a spot with an excellent view.

There were only a few seats around, and I was the only one sitting there.

The surroundings were deserted.

Did you book the whole place yourself?

Fang Yan chuckled to himself, then found a seat and waited impatiently for the exhibition match to begin.