Pokémon: All About the Breeding House

Chapter 267 Evolve, Eevee-chan!

Chapter 267 Evolve, Eevee-chan! (5k)

Fang Yan fell silent after hearing the girl's words.

You come here to buy an Eevee evolution stone, but you don't know what kind of evolution stone you want to buy?

"have no idea?"

Hearing the question in dialect, the girl scratched her head shyly.

"I just want to buy an evolution stone for Eevee to keep on hand, so that I can give it the evolution stone if it ever wants to evolve."

Fang Yan nodded upon hearing the girl's words, understanding what she meant.

"So which evolution stone do you prefer? Or which evolution form of Eevee do you like best?"

Fang Yan continued to ask questions.

"have no idea."

Fang Yan has a bit of a headache.

How come I don't know?

Fang Yan looked at the girl with a silly grin in front of her, gave up on asking her any more questions, and instead turned her attention to the Eevee on her shoulder.

"So, Eevee-chan, what form would you prefer to evolve into?"

The dialect was mixed in.

Miss Goth frowned as she looked at Fang Yan, as if she were looking at some kind of monster.

"Laji~"

Eevee-chan~

Miss Skirt was speaking in the local dialect.

"Kou Jie—"

—

Ugh, shameless.

Nine-Tails stood up from the floor, slowly walked to Fang Yan's side, and yawned.

Fang Yan's smile vanished instantly.

"call out?"

The nine-tailed fox had a soft, cute voice and asked what was wrong with the dialect.

Feeling the burning sensation on his back from being whipped by the Nine-Tailed Fox's tail, Fang Yan shook his head.

"It's okay, I'm just feeling more energetic now."

After saying that, I gasped in shock.

A bunch of jealous people.

"Buyi".

do not know.

dialect:----

You don't know either?!

After hearing Eevee speak, Nine-Tails yawned and then lay down again with peace of mind.

Oh, it was a man.

The work on dialects has fallen into a dilemma.

The trainer didn't know, and neither did Eevee.

Then there's only one way left.

"Or you can choose a whole set of evolution stones, and after you decide, you can choose the evolution stones you prefer."

He introduced the dialect with a smile.

"Our breeding center has a complete set of evolution stones, including common evolution stones such as fire stone and thunder stone, as well as rarer evolution stones such as ice stone."

This was a gift given to him by the residents of Futaba Town at the time.

Evolution Stones All-in-One Pack.

"I'd like to, but I don't have enough money."

The girl said regretfully.

"Why don't you tell the shopkeeper with the dialect what you want to do after Eevee evolves?"

Seeing their conversation had reached a dead end, Michael, sitting nearby, offered a suggestion.

Fang Yan gave Mikoli a grateful look.

Mikoli shook his head, indicating that it was no trouble at all.

The girl became excited upon hearing Mikoli's words.

"I am also a coordinator, and Ibrahimovic and I have always aimed for the Mikkelsen Championship and are working towards it."

The girl's face immediately turned red, and she began to stammer.

"Well, although we don't have a badge yet—"

Towards the very end, the girl's voice was barely audible.

Michael laughed gently as he listened.

"Then I look forward to the scene of you and me performing together on stage."

"Yes, I will, Ibu and I definitely will!"

"Buyi!"

Fang Yan was also deeply moved by her unwavering belief.

After taking a sip of the tea Miss Gothic had brewed for her, she pondered for a moment before slowly asking, "So, Xiaoya, which style of coordinator do you consider yourself to be?"

The girl named Xiaoya asked疑惑地问道, "Style?"

Fang Yan tapped the table lightly with his fingers and said, "You should know that every excellent Coordinator has their own unique style."

"It is their unique style that creates their unique performance style."

"For example, some people are used to performing in a very dramatic and expansive style."

At this point, Fang Yan stood up and said, "Would you mind coming out with me for a bit?"

Xiaoya nodded and followed behind Fang Yan.

"Can I come with you?"

Fang Yan paused for a moment, then looked at Mikoli, "Of course."

Arriving at an open space along the breeding route, Fang Yan continued what he had been saying in the rest area.

"Every trainer has a different style. There may be similarities, and the similarity may be very high, but when you watch their performance, you can always feel their own unique style and the charm of their Pokémon."

"For example, some people are unrestrained and adept at bold and sweeping movements."

Fang Yan paused for a moment, then suddenly pointed his finger.

"Nine-Tails, burn everything before me to ashes."

The voice was full of unrestrained and flamboyant style.

Nine-Tailed Fox leaped out and stood on the open ground. Its lazy aura disappeared as it stood up, and then an undisguised domineering aura swept across the entire area. Sparks began to ignite on Nine-Tailed Fox's body.

The sparks slowly formed rings of fire, enveloping the Nine-Tailed Fox within them.

The nine tails breathed out flames, forming rings of fire that hung in the air.

The fire rings surrounding the Nine-Tails suddenly tightened as it ran, turning into flames that pierced its body upon contact with it.

Enveloped in flames, the Nine-Tailed Fox leaped high into the air, soaring over rings of fire before crashing to the ground.

Like a fiery meteor, it crashed down from the sky.

Miss Gothic unleashed her spiritual power.

Xiaoya was stunned.

The Nine-Tailed Fox, its flames extinguished, stood quietly in place, its nine tails swaying gently in the wind behind it.

Its figure, much larger than that of a regular nine-tailed fox, coupled with its extremely imposing presence just now, makes one unable to help but be captivated by its stature.

Even Mikuri was staring intently at the Nine-Tails in front of him.

The shopkeeper in the dialect was right; an outgoing personality is a major characteristic of Fire-type Pokémon.

Fiery temper, carefree and unconventional personality—these are some of the most appealing characteristics of Fire-type Pokémon.

Fire has always been perceived as fiery and indomitable.

While the Ninetales belonging to the shopkeeper of the dialect may not exhibit the reserve of Grass-type Pokémon, the gentleness of Water-type Pokémon, the composure of Rock or Ground-type Pokémon, or the robustness of Flying-type Pokémon, it perfectly showcases the best aspect of Fire-type Pokémon: passion and competitiveness.

Mr. Watari, Mr. Watari, you finally didn't lie to me.

I won't call you Dodo Bird anymore.

Mikoli thought to himself.

Fang Yan himself was also somewhat shocked; he hadn't expected that the Nine-Tailed Fox could exude such domineering power.

After Fang Yan waited for Jiuwei to return to his side, he reached out and massaged its chin.

Hehehe, my nine-tailed baby is really handsome.

Despite these thoughts, Fang Yan remained outwardly calm.

"See? This is what we often refer to as the style of a Coordinator. I believe that every Coordinator spends their entire life searching for a style that suits them. Of course, every Coordinator's style is unique, but not the only one. An excellent Coordinator may have a variety of styles."

Does "diverse" mean having multiple styles?

Xiaoya asked thoughtfully.

Fang Yan nodded. "I think so. Because the Grand Contest isn't just about the Pokémon Coordinator, but also about their Pokémon. It's about whether you can integrate the charm of your Pokémon into your style, thus creating a unique style—"

"In the words we use most often in our breeding house, it's about creating an enticing flavor that makes the judges, the audience, and ourselves want to savor it."

"This is what I believe a Coordinator should master, to become an excellent Coordinator, or even a top Coordinator."

"Every trainer becomes a different person because of their gender, personality, habits, and upbringing, possessing a different personality, a different perspective, a different viewpoint, and even a different style."

"Take trainers as an example. Some people like to use tactics to defeat their opponents when battling, some people like to use the strength of their Pokémon to defeat their opponents, and some people will use the deep bond between themselves and their Pokémon to defeat their opponents."

"The same goes for coordinators. I think the Contests focus on the charm of Pokémon, and what kind of beautiful music you and your Pokémon can create, or what kind of tempting food you can make."

As he spoke, Fang Yan also secretly peeked at Mikeli's expression.

I discovered that he was listening with great interest.

Fang Yan breathed a sigh of relief; thankfully, as a top-tier Coordinator, he didn't refute himself.

Fang Yan glanced at the Eevee on her shoulder and said, "A qualified Pokémon Coordinator can discover the unique charm of his own Pokémon, and an excellent Coordinator will incorporate these charms into his own style, thus creating a unique performance style of his own."

Xiaoya's eyes lit up as she listened.

Fang Yan suddenly remembered something and said with a smile, "For example, a burly, bald man with a strong physique, who looks fierce and menacing, and then he brings a gentle, beautiful flower to a grand competition. They dance a beautiful petal dance on stage. What would your first thought be like?"

Xiaoya thought about it for a while, hesitated, and didn't dare to speak.

"Doesn't it look like Beauty and the Beast?"

Xiaoya nodded like a woodpecker.

Mikoli laughed as well.

"You might want to look at it from a different perspective: they enjoy the stage and the opportunity to dance with each other."

"At the same time, the judges and the audience realized that the fierce-looking contestant's dance moves were gentle, while the beautiful flower's dance moves were more wild."

Do you think they have a chance to win the championship?

Xiaoya shook her head.

"If I were a judge, I would give them that opportunity."

Mikoli spoke up from the side.

Xiaoya and Fangyan both looked at him.

"Because this is a kind of beauty that is no less than other kinds of beauty, I really look forward to meeting such a contestant."

Mikoli answered truthfully.

"A trainer once came to the breeding center to ask me for advice. I suggested that she first find the charm of her Pokémon. She searched carefully and later participated in the Pokémon Contest. Now it seems that she has achieved remarkable results."

He spoke in a dialect.

"Champion Mikey should also remember her."

"An Zi?"

Michael asked, puzzled.

Fang Yan nodded.

Mikoli recalled her bright and flamboyant girl who, with her enormous Arcanine, managed to showcase her unique style in the Grand Contest and win the championship.

Recalling Arcanine's performance style, and Ninetales' performance just now.

It turned out to be the case.

Did you learn it at the animal nursery?

"So I think what you need to consider now is not what evolution stones to buy for Eevee, but what your style is, or what kind of style you like."

Fang Yan reached out and poked Ibu's little head.

It feels great.

The dialect almost melted my heart.

Withdrawing his finger, Fang Yan continued, "Eevee has many evolutionary forms, which means that its style and charm after evolution are also diverse."

"For example, after evolving, Flareon is fiery and bright, Jolteon is domineering, Vaporeon is gentle, Glaceon is reserved and handsome, Leafeon is beautiful and pretty, Sylveon is elegant and cute, Umbreon is handsome and composed, and Espeon is elegant and handsome."

"So don't rush. Wait until you find a performance style that you and Eevee both like, or a performance style that you are good at, then come to me. At that time, you might know which evolution stone you want to buy."

Hearing the dialect spoken, Xiaoya gave a heavy "hmm".

"I understand, dialect shopkeeper. I'll find my own style and then come back to you to buy evolution stones."

Fang Yan laughed, "Okay, I'll save it for you."

Just as Fang Yan was about to take them back to the nursery, Xiao Ya's voice rang out again.

"That's the shop manager with the dialect."

Fang Yan turned his head and looked at her curiously, "What's wrong?"

Xiaoya asked shyly, "I'd like to ask, is the style of the shop manager, who speaks in a different dialect, varied?"

After saying that, she continued, "What I mean is, I think the shopkeeper with the dialect is like a gentle older brother who takes good care of people. It's just that it doesn't seem to match the style of Nine-Tailed Fox. I was wondering if the shopkeeper with the dialect has a variety of styles."

Fang Yan laughed, "You know what? Besides being a breeder, I'm also a chef."

"Huh?"

Xiaoya was a little taken aback.

"Chefs are good at making different kinds of food, so I guess I can be considered to have a versatile style."

Xiaoya nodded. "Then can I see the manager's other styles?"

Then she looked at Fang Yan and said, "Please, Manager Fang Yan."

Fang Yan pursed her lips and looked up at the sky above.

sunny.

"The weather is lovely today."

"Huh? Yeah, it didn't snow today."

Xiaoya answered in dialect.

Fang Yan lowered his head and looked at Xiao Ya, "Let me dance for you."

Xiaoya's eyes widened.

Fang Yan took off his coat and handed it to Miss Goth.

A beam of light shooting into the sky attracted the attention of everyone present.

Miss Skirt had somehow walked onto the open ground, and the flower on her head was now shooting a beam of light into the sky.

Beyond the beam of light, the sunlight shone even brighter, showering upon everyone and the Pokémon present.

Miss Skirt began to dance an elegant and beautiful dance.

After she finished dancing, she slowly lifted her skirt and retreated into the crowd.

Fang Yan brushed past Miss Qun'er and began to dance the dance Miss Qun'er had taught him on the field.

Xiaoya stared intently at Fang Yan.

"Mr. Michael, the shopkeeper's fingers seem to be dancing together."

"Um.

Mikoli was so engrossed in watching that he just grunted in response.

Fang Yan skipped over to Miss Qun'er, knelt on one knee, and extended one palm.

Miss Skirt smiled sweetly and then placed her hand on his.

The next second, Miss Skirt was flung into the air by Fang Yan.

At this moment, a tornado formed from flower petals began to rise in the air. This tornado began to swirl around Miss Skirt in the air, and Miss Skirt rose higher and higher with the tornado. Then the tornado suddenly dissipated, and Miss Skirt fell from the air.

Xiaoya opened her mouth wide, her heart tightened, and then she found that a pair of hands had caught Miss Skirt.

Fang Yan placed Miss Skirt on the ground, and the two of them, along with their Pokémon, began to dance gracefully on the flower petals.

Petals kept falling from above.

Fang Yan sat on the flower petals, watching Miss Skirt dance like a butterfly, clapping his hands to the rhythm, matching Miss Skirt's dance.

When Miss Skirt came dancing to his side, Fang Yan stopped clapping and took a deep breath.

Spit it out forcefully.

"The shopkeeper who speaks in a dialect can use a seed machine gun?!"

Xiaoya exclaimed in shock.

Then she covered her mouth again.

"It's Miss Skirt's seed machine gun. The dialect shopkeeper blocked Miss Skirt's view. Under the bright sunlight, it creates a cognitive illusion, making people think that it was the dialect shopkeeper who spat out the seed machine gun."

Mikoli explained.

The seed machine gun hit the petals above.

A gust of wind blew by.

The petals, like butterflies, flew to the top of everyone's heads and then continued to fly into the distance.

"Wow--"

The woman bowed in greeting, and Miss Skirt lifted her skirt and left.

When will dialects be featured in a grand competition?

It's really because there's nothing to do most of the time in the nursery, and Miss Skirt likes to dance, so he was dragged into dancing by Miss Skirt and ended up learning a lot of dances.

Shana also enjoys watching, so many Pokémon at the breeding center perform in various Pokémon Contests.

clap clap.

Fang Yan let Miss Goth drape her coat over his shoulders, and when he heard Michael's applause, his old face inexplicably turned red.

"A perfect performance, the shop manager in dialect."

Mikoli was full of praise.

"If you weren't the owner of the breeding center, I would really like to poach you and travel the world with me to host the Grand Contests."

Mikoli's words were filled with regret.

"You really will become an excellent coordination trainer."

Mikoli looked at Fang Yan with surprise in her eyes.

Dodo, I've really decided not to call you Dodo anymore.

Mikoli thought to himself.

Fang Yan glanced at Miss Skirt and saw that she was dancing happily, her body still making small, rhythmic movements.