Pokémon: All About the Breeding House

Chapter 409 Bamboo Orchid Conquest Plan

Lugia flew through the air, looking at Regigi Leigh lying in the giant crater in the center of the arena, and nodded in satisfaction.

They have lived up to their mission.

Lugia thought to himself.

Darko calmed himself down, put Regigigas away from the pit, and looked at Lugia in the air.

Lugia is so strong!

His own ace, Sirendron, was instantly killed.

Seadra: ? ? ?

He's a madman.

Looking at Dakdo, who looked like he was constipated, Fang Yan felt extremely relieved.

I'll let you be a mythical beast man.

They're targeting the mythical beast man.

Fang Yan walked up to Dakdo and said, "A narrow victory."

Dakdo: ?

A narrow victory?

Except for the first game where Darkrai played a little longer for guidance, didn't I get instantly killed in every other round? Is this what you call a narrow victory?

Even against Darkrai, I was defeated after only a few rounds. Is that what you call a narrow victory?

shameless!

Dakdo forced a smile. "Thank you for your guidance."

"Oh, not at all. I told Lugia to hold back, but it still went all out. You know, Lugia is a Pokémon with a bad temper. Besides, we're just friends, so it's only natural that it has its own opinions."

Dakdo: ————

Wusong walked over: ————

Cynthia and the others who came over: ————

Cynthia looked at Fang Yan's smiling face, exchanged a glance with Garchomp beside her, and looked helpless.

The moment Lugia was approached by someone unknown, all that remained of his words was "Divine Bird Strike".

Is this what you call holding back?

The last time I held back like this was in Baiyang Town.

"Darkor boy, even though all your Pokémon are legendary, you also know that commanding legendary Pokémon requires far more mental energy than commanding ordinary Pokémon. So, you can't stop progressing just because you have legendary Pokémon."

Fang Yan patted Dakdo on the shoulder and said earnestly.

Pretending to be dead —

Darkrai's voice rang out.

Fang Yan turned around and glared at it.

If you keep talking nonsense, I might break the contract.

Dakdo nodded in deep agreement.

Commanding legendary Pokémon does indeed require significantly more mental energy than commanding ordinary Pokémon.

However, after this match, he felt that he was still in good spirits.

As for why this happened, Dakdo was unwilling to elaborate.

All told, he commanded Darkrai and Latios.

"How was it, Wusong? How was the match?"

Fang Yan looked at Wu Song, who had walked up to him, raised an eyebrow, and asked with a smile.

Wu Song held a piece of paper in his hand, clapped his hands, and said, "Excellent!"

Fang Yan looked at the piece of paper in his hand, a little puzzled, "What's that piece of paper in your hand?"

"Oh, this? I almost forgot. This is the bill."

"bill?"

Fang Yan's eyes widened.

Upon hearing the word "bill," Lugia looked at the chaotic scene, flapped its wings, and glanced at Articuno, signaling them to hurry up and leave.

"What are you waiting for? Let's go!"

After saying that, Lugia carefully flapped its wings and led Articuno away from there.

The wings flapped very gently, as if afraid of using too much force and disturbing the dialect with the wind.

After watching Lugia and Articuno leave, Darkrai rolled its eyes, turned into shadow, and disappeared.

However, the direction they left wasn't towards Baiyang Town; on the contrary, it seemed to be towards the breeding center.

"Yes, the bill."

Wu Song adjusted his glasses and said with a polite smile, "Look, the venue is damaged like this. It will probably need major repairs. If it were just minor damage, the league could reimburse it, but as it is now, the stands have also been affected. There's nothing we can do; the league is poor too."

Listening to Wusong's words, Fang Yan glanced around and saw broken chairs and rubble everywhere.

Taking the bill from Wu Song and looking at the string of numbers on it, Fang Yan's heart suddenly stopped beating.

"Lugia!!!"

Fang Yan looked up in indignation, ready to demand an explanation, only to find the space above empty; Lugia and Articuno had long since vanished.

???

"Is the shopkeeper looking for Lugia? It seems to have just left with Articuno."

At this moment, Xiao Zhi spoke up.

Dialect: Lugia, you just wait!

What about Darkrai?

The dialect is searching for Darkrai.

"Kou Jie Yi—"

It said it had left beforehand.

"Strange, this isn't like it. It left without taking any payment?"

Fang Yan frowned, suddenly having a premonition that something bad was going to happen somewhere.

"So, what payment method do you plan to use for dialects?"

Wusong looked at Fang Yan.

dialect:----

With tears in his eyes, Fangyan reached out his hand to Gengar, ready to make it hand over its wallet.

Even faster than the dialect was a hand with distinct knuckles, clutching a glittering gold card.

A heavenly voice rang out, "I'll do it, as payment for disturbing the dialect for so many days."

Fang Yan turned her head and saw Daigo's reassuring smile. Fang Yan swore that at this moment, Daigo was definitely the most handsome man in the world.

"Daigo-san, I swear, if I were a woman, I would definitely fall in love with you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the scene fell into a deathly silence.

Daigo laughed and said, "I can't beat Champion Cynthia."

Fang Yan looked at Cynthia.

Cynthia had a smile on her face, but her eyes were so cold they could pierce through dialect.

You're dead tomorrow.

Fang Yan wiped his nose and chuckled.

After Gosho swiped Daigo's card, Fang Yan looked at Gosho and said, "The arena here is destroyed, does that mean my battle with Chiran tomorrow is over?"

Fang Yan thought he had escaped a disaster.

Before he could finish speaking, Cynthia interjected, "There's a backup venue."

dialect:----

"So, can we go eat now?"

Xiao Guang timidly raised his little hand.

Everyone looked at Xiao Guang, then at Fang Yan. Fang Yan glanced at his phone; it was a little past four in the afternoon, just in time to start preparing dinner.

"Smack."

Fang Yan clapped his hands. "In that case, let's go eat now. You can tell us what you want to eat from the menu, but each person can only choose one dish."

"Yay! Little Shana wants a big duck leg!"

"Little Tomoyo wants some soup~"

"Then... Little Big Leaf wants to eat meat?"

"How old are you? You've even learned to act cute now?"

Fang Yan looked at the man with the afro with disdain.

Big Leaf: ————

"I thought it was some kind of self-designation—"

Fang Yan was flipping a wok when she saw the cloaked man suddenly appear in front of her, her face full of question marks.

"Dodo? What are you doing here?"

"???"

Du was equally puzzled.

Dodo? My name is Yulongdu! Dragon! It's a dragon!

Du reached out, quickly grabbed a piece of meat from the bowl beside him, and popped it into his mouth. "As expected of Fang Yan, your cooking is delicious."

"You're the champion, can't you be a little more civilized?"

Du: "Ha, civilization? In your world, civilization only deserves to drink dishwater. What kind of civilization is that?"

Those who are truly civilized will starve to death on the second day in the breeding house.

"You still haven't told me why you came here."

"Daigo told us that you and Champion Cynthia will have a match tomorrow, so my cousin dragged me along, saying he wanted to watch your match live."

A female voice came from behind. Fang Yan turned his head and saw that it was Du's cousin, Xiao Chun.

"Are you here to watch me get beaten up?"

Fang Yan said with a smile.

"You guessed right."

Just as Watari reached out to grab another piece of meat, Fang Yan quickly shoved his hand away. Then, meeting Gothic's chilling gaze, Watari chuckled awkwardly and turned to lead Tsubaki over to Daigo's side.

"By the way, I want to eat braised pork ribs and cola chicken wings."

"You've ordered more dishes; only one dish per person is allowed."

"Xiaochun wants to eat cola chicken wings."

Kotsubaki: ? ? ?

"Then I'll have a bowl of mushroom soup."

A gentle male voice rang out.

Fang Yan looked at the elegant, long-haired, green-haired man who had appeared before her at some point, and asked, "Did Daigo tell you too?"

Michael snapped his fingers, "bingo."

"Miss Skirt, you are as beautiful as ever!"

Mikoli looked at Miss Skirt washing vegetables not far away and said with a smile.

"Laji~"

Thank you for the compliment!

Miss Skirt couldn't stand up easily, so she smiled and nodded in response.

"Then go and wait, it will take a while."

"Thanks for your hard work."

Michael came to Daigo's side, and Daigo looked at his best friend and greeted him with a smile.

"Wow, the dodo bird arrived so quickly."

Mikuri looked at Wataru, who was sitting to the side drinking tea, and greeted him with a smile.

"Green-haired guy, wanna go outside and fight?"

"Aren't you tired after such a long journey?"

"Tired? You guys are tired? It's only been a short time since the beginning of the year, and the Hoenn Alliance already messaged me asking if I could go over and help them with some alliance affairs."

Wataru accepted the tea offered by Meowth, said thank you, took a sip, looked at Goku and Wallace, and said again, "You are the champions of the league, don't you even handle the league's affairs?"

"Don't look at me. The current champion of the Hoenn region is Wallace. I'm the former champion."

Daigo put down his teacup, pointed at Michael beside him, and said.

"Why don't you tell me how you tricked me into becoming the champion?"

Mikkuri said, "Why don't you go back to the Hoenn region, and I'll return the championship to you? That way, I'll have plenty of time to organize the Mikkuri Cup."

Daigo calmly sipped his tea, pretending he hadn't heard.

"You bastard."

Mikoli punched him in the shoulder.

As Wusong sat to the side listening to them talk about alliance affairs, an indescribable feeling suddenly welled up in his heart.

The feeling of going bald —

"The Sinnoh League is probably the league that handles matters quickly and rarely experiences major disasters among all the leagues."

Du began to speak.

There's no way around it; the champions of the Sinnoh League don't run around everywhere, they don't take on all the responsibilities themselves, and they're not obsessed with filming.

The champion and the king of the field have a great teamwork and a clear division of labor.

When it comes to handling matters, the Sinnoh League is definitely the fastest of all the leagues.

Even the Parthian region cannot compare.

Wu Song:————

That's because someone is carrying the burden! How awful!

Wusong's heart was filled with tears.

Steven and Wallace exchanged a glance, then looked at Gosho. "Gosho, how about we try the Champion Road in the Hoenn region? I'm sure Wallace will lose to you on the Champion Road, and then you can become the Hoenn Champion."

Wu Song:? ? ?

I'm already so tired of being one of the Four Heavenly Kings, why should I be the champion?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

When he first became one of the Four Heavenly Kings, Gosong might have enjoyed being the champion, but now he definitely wouldn't want to be the champion anymore.

Although his workload is now about the same as that of the Sinnoh region champion.

"Forget it, I'll just stick to being one of the Sinnoh Elite Four."

Wu Song, feeling exhausted, took a sip of tea and began to speak.

Daigo was about to say something when he suddenly sensed a faint killing intent emanating from beside him.

"How about we go outside and practice?"

The Garchomp behind him was wiping its scythe.

The Giganotosaurus, which was snacking nearby, looked at Garchomp with a puzzled expression.

Weren't we supposed to be eating? Why are we fighting again?

Fight Garchomp?

Daigo maintained his polite smile, "Never mind, it's lunchtime."

"Mr. Watari, would you like to have a match with me?"

Ash ran up to Lance with Pikachu and made the expected request.

"I heard you got second place in the Lily of the Valley Tournament? Great, consider it a fun activity to cover your meal expenses."

Lance nodded and led Ash to the side for a battle.

"Get away from me, you're dead if you spill my food."

He shouted in a dialect.

On the other side, there is a breeding house between Futaba Town and Masago Town.

A shadow passed by.

Darkrai appeared in the kitchen.

"Ee-ma!"

What are you doing!

When Alcremie saw Darkrai suddenly appear, she was so startled that she threw the cream she was holding away, smearing it all over Darkrai's face.

"I helped Fang Yan play a match, and he promised to let me come back and get some snacks to take home."

Darkrai licked the cream off his face; it was quite sweet. He then spoke.

"Ee-ma?"

Oh, I see. How much do you need?

Darkrai glanced around the kitchen. "Eight floors."

"Ee-ma?!"

How many?!

Alcremie stood with her hands on her hips in front of Darkrai.

"Ee-ma".

Don't try to fool me, I'll call and ask about the dialect right now.

After saying that, Cream Fairy climbed down from the worktable, ran to the counter, picked up the phone, and dialed a number in dialect.

Darkrai smiled with satisfaction.

Little Frost Milk Fairy, Little Frost Milk Fairy, you shouldn't have left me alone in the kitchen. Now look what's happened, I'm going to have to go first.

Darkrai quickly scanned the area, then disappeared into the shadows and left the breeding house.

Hearing the dialect spoken on the phone, Frost Fairy rushed into the kitchen and found that half of the kitchen items were missing. Her eyes instantly filled with tears.

"Ee-e-ma ...

The fairy cried loudly.

It's been stolen again —

The crying attracted the Fujino couple and other Pokémon.

They kept comforting Alcremie, and then the person on the other end of the phone, speaking in dialect, made up an excuse, saying that he had promised to give Darkrai half of the snacks, and Alcremie finally stopped crying.

After hanging up the phone, Fang Yan breathed a sigh of relief. "Darkrai, you just wait! You're a repeat offender!"

"Ash, your dinner is halved tonight!"

Ash: "Huh?!"

Just because a Staraptor flew over the head of the dialect, the innocent Ash suffered an undeserved disaster.

It was evening, in Fangyan's room.

Fangyan and the other Pokémon sat on the floor, while Gengar, wearing glasses, stood on a blackboard and banged on it with a stick.

"Kou Jie—"

This is the information I've collected.

Finally, Fang Yan lay back and nestled in Jiuwei's arms.

"Let's work hard together tomorrow!"

"Kou Jie"

"Cough."