Pokémon: All About the Breeding House

Chapter 259 Dialect: Dou Dizhu? I'm super good at it!

Fang Yan slept until evening, and when she opened her eyes, she was somewhat dazed.

Sleeping for too long can make you feel dizzy and even more sleepy. At this time, Fang Yan is in a state where he wants to close his eyes and continue sleeping.

Turning her head, she saw that Miss Skirt and Miss Gothic were still in the room with her, but they had sat up and were playing cards with Gengar and the other two Pokémon.

Gengar's face was covered with paper strips.

"call out."

You're awake.

Nine-Tailed Fox noticed Fang Yan's movement, opened its beautiful fox eyes, and lazily asked Fang Yan.

Yesterday, it kept squeezing out all the energy in its body, which made it extremely tired, so it slept with Fang Yan from dawn till dusk.

Of course, ever since he evolved into a nine-tailed fox, whenever Fang Yan sits down somewhere, there will always be a large but not out of place nine-tailed fox sleeping at his feet.

Fang Yan stretched out his hand, and Jiuwei stretched out its head.

Fang Yan rubbed it hard, wondering if the reason why the Nine-Tailed Fox lived so long was because it slept for a long time.

Gengar, who was playing cards on the bed, heard Ninetales' voice and turned to look at Fang Yan.

Gengar turned its head, only to find that it could not see the dialect.

"Kou Jie?!"

What happened? Why can't I see the dialect anymore?!

Fang Yan sat up, the blanket slipped down to her lap, and seeing Gengar making a fuss, she sighed, lifted the blanket, stood up, went to the bedside, and tore all the paper strips off its face.

"Kou Jie~"

I get to see dialects again, hehe.

Fang Yan smiled and pinched its cheek.

"You're such a clever little devil."

Gengar's chubby face kept changing shape in Fang Yan's hands, always maintaining a smiling expression.

"Laji".

Gengar cheated again, making Dialect remove the note for you.

Miss Skirt also had several notes stuck to her face; Fang Yan counted them and there were only two.

As for Miss Gothia, there wasn't a single one.

Upon hearing Miss Skirt's words, Gengar's eyes darted around.

"Kou Jie Yi—"

No, I didn't. Fangyan picked it for me herself.

Fang Yan chuckled and looked at Miss Gothic, "Miss Gothic didn't even put one on?!"

Miss Goth glanced at Fang Yan with disdain.

"Goethe".

Who do you think I am?!

Fangyan asked Gengar to move over so he could sit down.

"So arrogant? Gengar, let's team up, stick notes all over their faces, and then send them downstairs."

"Goblin!"

it is good!

Miss Goth and Miss Skirt exchanged a glance and nodded.

The cards are reshuffled and dealt again.

Miss Gothic lost a pair of threes, then gestured to Gengar to play a card.

Gengar glanced at Fangyan, placed the cards in its hand in front of Fangyan, and asked it how to play.

Fang Yan glanced at it and saw four twos, a royal flush plus a plane.

With a wave of his hand, he said, "Pass!"

"Greedy?! Σ(/)"

What did you say? Pass?!

"Trust me, Gengar. We can win with this deck no matter what we play. Let them lower their guard for now."

Fang Yan leaned close to Gengar's ear and whispered.

"I don't believe they can wipe us out in an instant."

Gengar listened to the dialect's suggestion and expressed his opinion.

Miss Skirt noticed Miss Gothic's gaze and shook her head.

Too.

Fang Yan was still thinking about when it would be best to finish playing all his cards.

Then he noticed that Miss Gothic threw down the cards in her hand.

"Goethe".

airplane.

A casual remark turned the dialect's promise into a joke.

"Laji?"

Miss Skirt looked at Fang Yan, blinking her eyes incessantly.

dialect:----

He coughed twice, then said casually, "Trust me, Gengar. They were just lucky this time. Next time, next time I'll bring you back to victory."

"Kou Jie?! ()"

Can I still trust you?

"I'm telling you, trust me, you're guaranteed to win."

He thumped his chest loudly in a dialect.

Gengar nodded, half-believing.

Miss Goth skillfully shuffled and dealt the cards.

Fang Yan watched as Miss Goth shuffled the cards in the same way as in the God of Gamblers movie, and then the cards were smoothly dealt to them one by one.

"So handsome?! Are you out of your mind?"

Miss Gothic ignored the dialect and focused intently on the cards.

Fang Yan glanced at Gengar's hand.

Wow, things are looking great.

"Trust me, rob the landlord."

Geng Gui looked at Fang Yan suspiciously, and in his keen eyes, he saw that the landlord had been robbed.

One against three plus a king.

"See, I told you I was right."

The doubt on Gengar's face then disappeared.

"Three to one!"

Gengar looked at Fangyan and asked, "Should we break up the pairs and fight them separately?"

"Trust me, it won't be wrong."

Gengar suspiciously dropped a pair of three.

Miss Skirt exudes an aura of dominance.

Four 2s!

"Greedy?! ∑(/)"

We have a pair of 3s! Not four 3s.

Fang Yan opened his mouth wide and looked at Miss Skirt. Miss Skirt was still blinking her little eyes, looking adorably dazed.

"Laji?"

It doesn't mean anything, it's just the literal meaning.

Yan was furious, so he ordered the ghosts to send down two kings. The ghosts were puzzled, but they did as he was told.

"Showing off, four 2s isn't all that great. Did you see what this is? A royal flush."

Fang Yan stood up, hands on his hips, looking incredibly smug. "So what if you have four 2s? When you're playing Dou Dizhu, you need to have cards in your hand."

Seeing Fang Yan's smug expression, Miss Goth barely suppressed her anger.

Too.

Fangyan stopped Gengar from throwing away all the cards in his hand, "Trust me, three Kings with a 3."

Gengar looked at the plane card in its hand and then at Fang Yan with a puzzled expression.

What if they have bombs?

Fang Yan shook his head and began to analyze for Gengar.

We have all the cards except for the sharpest one, but if they have a sharpest bomb, we'll discard it first and keep the two bombs.

Gengar was tricked by dialect again.

They disassembled the plane and threw it out.

Miss Skirt shrugged.

Too.

"See, Gengar? I told you so! I said they don't have — Sharp — Bomb —"

Fang Yan was petrified when he saw the four Aces that Miss Goth threw out.

"Goethe".

Miss Goth shook her head, looked at Gengar with a sympathetic expression.

It wasn't my turn just now.

"Laji~"

Miss Skirt watched as Miss Gothic threw away all the cards in her hand and continued to call out sweetly.

Gengar's purple face turned red like a braised egg. He looked to his side, wanting to demand an explanation from Fang Yan, but found that Fang Yan had disappeared.

Click~

The sound of the door opening came from behind. Gengar looked over and saw Fang Yan preparing to quietly leave the room.

Gengar narrowed its eyes.

"Kou Jie"

Where do you want to go?

Fang Yan swallowed hard. "I—I'll go make you dinner."

"Goethe".

You don't need to worry about that, I can go downstairs now.

"I was just thinking of thanking you for your help yesterday—no, Gengar!!!"

"Kou Jie Yi"

Eating? Let me lick you first!

"Numb—I'm numb—"

Miss Gothic, holding Miss Skirt's hand, walked past Dialect and Gengar.

At the same time, he thoughtfully stuffed a cherry into Fang Yan's mouth, and then, to Fang Yan's horrified eyes, he even more considerately left a bunch of cherry fruits around Fang Yan.

"Goethe".

Good luck, Trainer!

"Laji~"

Good luck, Trainer-sama!

Two different voices, one in dialect, burst into tears on the spot.