Pokémon: All About the Breeding House

Chapter 323 Help me, I won't.

Early in the morning, Xiao Zhao rushed out of her room.

"Oh no, I forgot to get up and cook."

Xiao Zhao quickly crossed the corridor, took three steps at a time to go down the stairs, and suddenly stopped.

She looked at Fang Yan and the others sitting at the table, chatting and laughing, and her mind went blank for a moment.

"Good morning."

Cynthia noticed Xiao Zhao, and while drinking the soy milk that Miss Goth had specially ground, she greeted Xiao Zhao.

Fang Yan was chatting with her grandparents when she heard Cynthia's voice. She looked up and saw Xiao Zhao scratching her head. She smiled and said, "Good morning, Xiao Zhao. Come and have breakfast."

"Huh? Oh."

Xiao Zhao walked over and sat down at the table. Looking at the abundant breakfast on the table, all of which were foods she had never seen before, she swallowed hard. "This is—"

Fang Yan, sitting to the side, explained, "To express our gratitude for letting us stay here, please let us take care of our meals for the next few days."

Xiao Zhao looked up at Fang Yan and saw that Fang Yan was gesturing for her to try it.

Xiao Zhao picked up a fried dough stick and took a bite.

"Ugh————"

It tastes so good.

Fang Yan continued to sit in her seat, chatting with her grandparents.

Seeing that Fang Yan and Cynthia had finished breakfast, Xiao Zhao looked up, swallowed the food in her mouth, and said, "Fang Yan, why don't you take Cynthia for a walk around the village?"

"We'll go after you finish eating and pack our things."

Hearing the dialect spoken, Xiao Zhao waved her hand and said, "I'll take care of the rest. You guys go shopping."

Fang Yan and Cynthia exchanged a glance, then Fang Yan stood up. "Then I'll leave it to you."

"Um."

Xiao Zhao nodded, chewing something in her mouth.

Fang Yan then looked at her grandparents and said, "Grandpa and Grandma, we'll be going now."

Grandpa and Grandma nodded with smiles.

Fang Yan and Cynthia walked out of the house. Seeing that the road was still dirt, Fang Yan took Cynthia's hand and walked forward.

Now he's become very adept at this gesture, almost to the point of being extremely skilled.

Cynthia and Fang Yan strolled around the village before leaving. The village was near the sea, and to the north was a not-so-high mountain. Fang Yan pulled Cynthia up the mountain. Standing on the mountain, Fang Yan looked at the vast blue sea in front of him, and to his right was a large field where many people were preparing for spring planting. Behind the mountain was a forest, the very same forest that Fang Yan and his companion had come from.

Spring is coming soon.

Fang Yan felt the wind blowing on his face and listened to the songs of Master Yuan and the Speaker Cricket coming from the forest behind him, and said.

"It seems like the season here isn't the same as where we are."

"Cynthia said."

Fang Yan nodded. The Sinnoh region was in winter, while the Seiryu region was about to welcome spring.

Cynthia looked at the Pokémon chopping wood for people on the road.

Fang Yan looked at the mantis with two giant axes in its arms and said, "That's the Axe Mantis, the evolved form of the Flying Mantis."

Cynthia turned her head and looked at him curiously.

"It evolved from a Scyther using a stone called Black Stone."

The dialect explained.

Cynthia frowned, then looked away and gestured towards the bowl-cut dog in the distance.

Fang Yan looked over and said with a smile, "That's a Growlithe with a unique form from the Xicui region. Its evolved form, Arcanine, looks like a stone lion, and the fur on its neck spreads out like flowers. It's very cool."

Fang Yan was trying his best to describe what Arcanine would look like after evolving, and Cynthia was trying her best to understand.

"Fang Yan, have you been here before?"

Upon hearing Cynthia's question, Fang Yan shook his head, put his hands behind his head, looked at the distant sea, and said, "Like you, this is my first time here too."

"Then how do you know so much about the Pokémon here?"

dialect:----

Fang Yan looked at Cynthia and found her looking at him with a very gentle expression, the kind of gentleness that would make her cleave him in two if his answer didn't satisfy her.

Fang Yan remained outwardly calm, saying, "Nine-Tail told me."

Cynthia: ? ? ?

The Nine-Tails that jumped out: ? ? ?

Huh? Me? I said it?

Cynthia smiled a captivating smile as Garchomp behind her began sharpening its scythe.

"You know, this child was entrusted to me by its father."

Fang Yan grabbed the head of the nine-tailed fox beside him and said.

Cynthia stopped Garchomp and looked at Fang Yan.

Fang Yan breathed a sigh of relief and then said, "Its father, who was also an elder in the nursery and my great-aunt's most trusted companion, do you remember him?"

Cynthia nodded; Fang Yan had mentioned it to her before.

The Nine-Tailed Fox was also listening quietly to the story about its father.

"It was that nine-tailed fox that told me."

Cynthia did not question this statement.

After all, Ninetales is a legendary Pokémon that can live up to a thousand years old.

It is a Pokémon that has a very long lifespan.

If it spoke in a dialect, then it must be true.

At that moment, Gengar, who was hiding in the shadows and watching the show, scratched its big butt.

"Kou Jie?"

Did it say that?

Gengar looked puzzled.

Darkrai, who was hiding in the shadows beside it, looked at Gengar and asked, "What's wrong?"

Gengar shook its head.

Is it because I'm getting old? Is it because I'm forgetful?

Gengar was completely baffled. He then reached into his pocket to take out some snacks to comfort himself, only to find that he had reached into empty air. He looked down and saw...

(A)

Where are my snacks?

Looking up, I saw a pile of snacks floating in the air, eaten by an invisible Pokémon.

Give me back my snacks! Or you'll get a Dark Hole from me!

Latias: ? ! ε (°

Darkrai, save me! You're dead if you don't!

Darkrai: ∑(°A°; What does this have to do with me?!

After that, one fled, one chased, and one tried to persuade.

Fang Yan and Cynthia exchanged a smile upon seeing this. "Should we go into the forest and look for more Pokémon from the Greenland region?"

Fang Yan suggested.

Cynthia's eyes lit up, and then she nodded.

Fang Yan skillfully took Cynthia's hand and led her towards the forest.

"That's the Strange Antler Deer, the evolved form of the Frightened Antler Deer."

Fang Yan pointed to a strange-horned deer and introduced it.

He then took the camera from Gengar and handed it to Cynthia, asking, "Do you want to take a picture?"

Cynthia took the camera without hesitation, clumsily trying to take a picture of the horned deer, only to find that she didn't know how to use a camera. By the time she was ready, the horned deer had already escaped.

Cynthia's lips twitched.

Seeing this, Fang Yan quickly comforted her, "It's okay, I believe there are more Pokémon deep in the forest."

Cynthia nodded emphatically, put on her wooden clogs, and took the lead into the depths of the forest.

"Those are the Nyula and Da Nyula of the Xicui region."

Fang Yan stood behind Cynthia, holding her hands in his own, and patiently taught her how to use the camera. Feeling the intense heat emanating from her ear, Cynthia blushed.

"Press it once you're ready."

Fang Yan's gentle voice came over, and then Fang Yan pressed Cynthia's finger and pressed the shutter.

card wipe.

The Niula and Da Niula in the Xicui area were photographed.

Fang Yan, smelling the faint fragrance wafting from his ear and seeing Cynthia's flushed face, finally realized what was happening and quickly let go of her hand, his old face involuntarily turning red.

Cynthia also left quickly.

They didn't see any Pokémon from the Green region along the way, and the two didn't exchange another word.

"Kou Jie"

What should we do now?

"You're asking me?"

Darkrai scratched his head, looking at the invisible Latias. "What do we do?"

"Huh? Me? I don't know—"

Latias looked completely bewildered.

Cynthia watched as the girl in the skirt danced gracefully to the music of the speaker, raised her camera, and was about to take a picture, but then stopped.

After hesitating for a moment, she looked at Fang Yan.

"help me."

Fang Yan was taken aback and looked at Cynthia. Cynthia, wearing a kimono similar to a bathrobe and with her golden hair tied up, stood in the dappled sunlight filtering through the leaves and was smiling at him.

"I can't take pictures, help me, it's going to run away."

The dialect speaker grinned.

"They're here."

Behind him, Darkrai saw this, grabbed something nearby, and bit it hard.

Gengar: ?!

Help! I've eaten a ghost!!!

Fang Yan held Cynthia's hands, smelling the fragrance emanating from her, and said softly, "This is Miss Skirt from the Green region. If Miss Skirt from our Sinnoh region is like a cute and pretty little princess, then Miss Skirt in her Green form is a beautiful and elegant ballerina."

Cynthia nodded.

After taking a picture of Miss Skirt in the Green Country, Miss Skirt jumped out of her Poké Ball and joined in Miss Skirt's dance in the Green Country.

Miss Skirt from the Xicui area clearly welcomed Miss Skirt's arrival.

Fang Yan and Cynthia exchanged knowing smiles and then pressed the shutter together.

A strong wind blew up overhead.

A valiant eagle in the form of a sapphire is swooping down on Fang Yan and his companions.

Garchomp: ?

Gengar: ??

Latias: ? ? ?

Darkrai: ? ? ? ?

Garchomp: Take this Dragon Dive!

Gengar: Take this Dark Blast!

Latias: Take this Dragon Pulse!

Darkrai: Dark Hole, here we come.

Warriors Hawks: Dude, where did you guys come from?

Seeing the Gengar emerge from the shadows behind Fang Yan, the Warrior Eagle flapped its wings, wanting to fly into the air.

The next second, Garchomp slammed him to the ground, followed by Dark Blast, Dragon Pulse, and finally Dark Void.

Warrior Eagle (Emerald Form) has fallen asleep.

Fang Yan and Cynthia turned the camera towards Brave Eagle. "This is Brave Eagle from the Greenland region. It looks much cooler than the normal form of Brave Eagle, at least that's what I think."

"I think they're all handsome."

Cynthia said something.

During their conversation, the sleeping warrior eagle was captured on camera, though its posture was rather unseemly, given the abundance of feathers scattered around it.

After Fang Yan and Cynthia turned and left, the Warrior Eagle flapped its claws, but no one paid any attention.