Pokémon: All About the Breeding House

Chapter 173 Unexpected Visitors to the Nursery

Watari settled down comfortably in the breeding house.

Every day I take my Dragonite and the others for a stroll in the forest, and they always bring back a huge amount of food.

Ever since Gengar took him to the forest, Lance has been completely hooked.

Fangyan has received numerous appeals from Forest Pokémon.

Fortunately, Du only managed to collect a small portion.

Fang Yan couldn't stand waking up every day to a bunch of Pokémon staring straight at him from the balcony, so he said to Lance, who was sitting in a recliner, "Let's leave some food for the forest's Pokémon to survive the winter."

Du nodded regretfully, then said, "What a pity."

The dialect is completely baffling.

As for why the forest Pokémon don't ostracize Lance, they're not stupid. A champion with his Pokémon, who can beat him?

Dragonite has completely bonded with Gengar, following Gengar around every day, causing mischief and playing pranks.

Not only the forest, but even the Pokémon in the breeding center were casting protesting glances at Fang Yan.

Fang Yan was incredibly annoyed. Every time he warned Gengar and Dragonite, they would only be quiet for a few hours before continuing their behavior.

As a result, now any Pokémon in the backyard or forest that see Gengar or Dragonite approaching them will turn and run away without hesitation.

Gengar flew back to Fangyan's side, picked up Fangyan's drink, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Kou Jie Yi—"

What should we eat tonight?

Fang Yan closed his eyes, pretending not to hear.

The next second, his recliner was being shaken wildly by Gengar.

Fangyan could only say that dinner was dumplings, so Gengar stopped, licked Fangyan, and then chased after the Queen Bee's back.

"The relationship between dialects and them is really, really good."

Du watched the whole thing from the side and said with a smile.

"It's normal for them to be a little playful while they're in the nursery."

Swish.

A sharp air blade grazed Fang Yan's forehead, but Fang Yan's expression remained unchanged as he continued, "Aren't Lance and Dragonite getting along well too? Their relationship..."

Du gently rocked the old chair beneath him and nodded.

He bought this old-fashioned chair after seeing the one Fang Yan was sitting in, and then went to the Curtain City to buy one for himself.

Riding a Dragonite, I came and went very quickly, all for this one chair.

I don't want to go back to work anymore.

Today, Watari is holding a charming cat in her arms.

He also learned to say the same thing as the dialect: when he was lying down to rest, he would hold a fluffy thing in his arms, which felt so comfortable.

He found it strange. He often dealt with powerful Dragon-type Pokémon and inevitably absorbed their powerful aura. In the past, when he went to other breeding centers or farms, the Pokémon there were afraid of him. But after coming to this breeding center, they were not afraid of him at all and even skillfully came up to him.

really weird.

But he likes it this way, that's all that matters.

Lance looked over at Dragonite and saw it and Gengar huddled together under the direct gaze of Vile Queen.

Dragonite, you are a noble Dragon-type Pokémon!

Dragonite is having a blast at the breeding center. It gets delicious food every day, occasionally plays pranks on Gengar, and even went fishing with Gengar yesterday.

At Gengar's signal, it plunged straight into the water, bringing back a whole bunch of fish, which it then devoured to its heart's content.

Therefore, it is very tolerant of the Pokémon in the breeding house, and Lance's Dragonite is naturally better-tempered than other Dragonite.

If it hadn't been corrupted by Gengar, the Pokémon in the nursery and the Pokémon in the forest would probably have loved it.

Unfortunately, the first Pokémon it encountered was Gengar.

Fang Yan shook his head regretfully.

Da da da da.

Shana, who was sitting in a hammock by the door, ran to the door and called out to Fang Yan, who was basking in the sun in the garden with Liuwei in his arms, "Uncle, we have a guest."

Fang Yan, holding Liuwei, stood up and walked out towards the front hall.

After thinking for a moment, Du picked up Charming Cat and followed behind.

Fang Yan came out from behind the counter and saw Miss Qun'er serving an elegantly dressed young woman.

The girl took the tea offered by Miss Gothic. When she saw Fang Yan come out, she quickly stood up. Just as she was about to greet him, she noticed Du behind Fang Yan.

That's—the champion of the Dragon Crossing Ceremony?!

"Hello, I'm the owner of this shop. (I speak in a local dialect.) How can I help you?"

Miss Skirt gave her seat to Fang Yan, who patted her little head. She smiled happily and then returned to the counter with Poison Rose to become the shopkeeper.

After serving Fang Yan and Du two drinks, Miss Gothic went to help out in the cafeteria.

The girl snapped out of her surprise, looked at Fang Yan, and said, "Hello, Manager Fang Yan. My name is An Zi. I've come here today to ask you for some advice."

Fang Yan paused for a moment, then asked himself, "What is that?"

However, he still smiled, gestured for An Zi to sit down, and then sat down himself, continuing to ask An Zi, "Oh? I wouldn't say 'ask for advice,' but is there anything you'd like to ask?"

Anzi glanced at the Vulpix in Fang Yan's arms and asked, "How can I train my Pokémon to be as good as the shopkeeper?"

Fang Yan looked puzzled.

"What constitutes 'better'?"

"I want to participate in the Grand Contest, but I'm always eliminated in the preliminary rounds. I saw that the shopkeeper's Miss Skirt and Miss Gothic are very beautiful and elegant, and Six-Tailed Fox and Monini are very cute, so I thought I'd come and ask about them."

Fang Yan suddenly realized that it was a contestant in the Grandeur Contest.

Fang Yan didn't speak, but quietly observed An Zi sitting in front of him.

She was elegantly dressed and beautiful; it was clear that her clothes were carefully chosen.

After looking them over for a while, Fang Yan finally spoke, "May I see your Pokémon?"

Anzi nodded, then took out several Poké Balls and released all her Pokémon.

Patchwerk, Arcanine, Aipom, and Glamour.

The plump and strong Arcanine was dressed up beautifully, as were Aipom and Pachirisu.

The dialect made the problem clear.

Wataru, who was standing to the side, also frowned.

"Anzi".

Fang Yan called out to An Zi, and An Zi looked at Fang Yan, wondering why he had called her.

"What do you think the Grand Contest values ​​most?"

"How flashy is Pokémon?"

"So what exactly constitutes a Pokémon's 'flashyness'?"

Anzi wanted to answer, but she didn't know how.

Fang Yan smiled, then shook his head. "That's where the charm lies."

"charm?"

Anzi asked in confusion.

"Yes, charm. The Contests don't focus on the Pokémon's appearance, but on its charm. I don't know if you've ever seen Muk advance to a Contest."

Anzi nodded; she had seen it before, and at the time she was puzzled.

"To give a simple example, is the current Charming Cat more attractive than the evolved Dong Shi Cat?"

"Of course it is—"

The words were left unsaid, but everyone present knew the answer.

Except for Shana, who was blinking her eyes brightly.

The charming cat in Du's arms let out a dissatisfied meow, and Fang Yan comforted it.

Then Fang Yan continued, "You must pay a lot of attention to dressing up your Pokémon, they all look very beautiful."

Anzi nodded.

Fang Yan smiled, then called out, "Miss Skirt." Miss Skirt jumped off the stool and came to Fang Yan. Fang Yan gently touched the flower on its head and softly asked, "Is Miss Skirt beautiful?"

Miss Skirt squinted comfortably as Fang Yan fiddled with the flowers on her head.

Anzi continued to nod.

Even Du couldn't deny that Miss Skirt was beautiful.

"Do you think it would look even more beautiful if you dressed it up like you would a Growlithe dog?"

Anzi nodded again.

If she were to dress up Arcanine, she would make Miss Skirt even more beautiful.

Fang Yan smiled, then asked Shana to pick a few flowers from the backyard and place them on Miss Skirt. With a little embellishment, Miss Skirt became even more beautiful.

"Gengar".

Fang Yan shouted into the air.

Soon, Gengar poked half its body out from the wall.

"Kou Jie Yi—"

Fang Yan waved, and Gengar floated over. Fang Yan tugged at the corner of Gengar's mouth.

"Do you think Gengar is pretty? I mean, pretty."

Fangyan had Miss Skirt dress up Gengar, and Gengar, wearing a grass skirt and a flower wreath on its head, started dancing a passionate samba.

Like a noblewoman.

Fang Yan watched Gengar dancing with abandon, his face contorted with rage.

"Never mind, go have fun, you don't need to come."

I almost forgot, this is a versatile Gengar, whose temperament perfectly matches each of its identities.

"Kou Jie?! ( )"

Gengar was hiding in a corner, drawing circles.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Fine, come over here."

"Kou Jie"

whee.

Slip.

Fang Yan silently wiped the drool off his face, then took out his glasses and put them on Gengar.

"Is he handsome?"

Gengar, speaking in dialect, has a cold expression.

Remove the glasses, put a white coat on it, and attach a stethoscope.

"Doesn't it look like you're very smart?"

Hand it a shopping basket, and it gently places the basket in the crook of its arm while lightly smoothing its non-existent hair.

Is it elegant or not?

Anzi was completely shocked.

Why does Gengar, which looks cunning, transform into different forms in the hands of the shopkeeper, each one fitting perfectly?

"You see, as long as you find a suitable look for your Pokémon, no matter how you dress it up, others will find it pleasing to the eye."

Fang Yan waved, and the beautifully dressed Arcanine came over. Fang Yan took off the costume and called out, "Starhawk."

Fang Yan looked at the Mk Eagle and nodded gently at it.

Then Fang Yan led them to the backyard.

The Muck Eagle soars through the sky, performing one practiced movement after another with its agile body, exuding a powerful beauty.

"Isn't he handsome?"

Fang Yan looked at Arcanine, whose eyes were filled with longing.

"You can do it too, go ahead."

Fang Yan rubbed Arcanine's head. Arcanine hesitated for a moment, looked at An Zi, and then opened its mouth and spat.

One ring of fire after another appeared in the air, then it lowered its body and began to accelerate.

The movements were incredibly fluid, as if they had been practiced countless times.

After crossing the last ring of fire, it roared towards the sky.

"Awoo~"

Anzi was completely stunned.

I never knew my own Gyrocopter could be this cool!

Fang Yan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw her expression; thankfully, he hadn't messed things up.

Anzi walked over to Arcanine, and Arcanine stopped barking.

Sitting down, Growlithe quietly looked at Anzi.

Anzi hugged the neck of the wind dog.

"So cool, Growlithe."

Arcanine happily stuck out its tongue.

Finally, Fang Yan, back in the rest area, looked at An Zi.

"Do you understand now? The significance of the Contests lies not in the surface, but in the bond and charm between the Coordinator and the Pokémon."

An Zi nodded, then bowed deeply.

"I understand, store manager. I will carefully explore styles that suit them and will not impose my own preferences on them."

Fang Yan nodded with satisfaction, and then An Zi blushed.

"Um—Manager—I have something else I'm wondering if it's alright."

"Of course, I will also buy a Pokémon egg."

Fang Yan looked at her blushing face and asked her to speak with a suspicious expression.

"Um, can I get an autograph from Watari?"

dialect:----

Watari: "Of course."

Du Huali signed her autograph, and then she left the breeding house with the autograph in her hand and the spiky worm egg that Fang Yan had recommended to her in her arms.

The dialect charged her an extra 5,000 yuan for the egg of this stingray.

Of course, no consultation fee was charged.

Du looked at Fang Yan with a happy expression.

He looked incredibly smug.

Fang Yan, wanting to avoid seeing it, went back to the backyard garden, lay down, and closed his eyes.

Du was still chattering on and on.

"I never expected to become so famous. All the contestants in the Grand Contest want my name."

"Sigh, he's too handsome, there's nothing I can do about it."

The dialect word is "gritting one's teeth".

You thick-browed, big-eyed Dodo, I was thinking of developing a traditional Chinese medicine to nourish your hair, but now I won't even give it to Gengar.

The Gengar in the distance felt a tightness in its rear end.

There's a murderous aura about him!

It quickly looked around, but there was nothing there.

He patted his chest gently and breathed a sigh of relief.

You're scaring yourself.