Pokémon: All About the Breeding House

Chapter 466 What kind of Mendel and Morgan are we talking about in the Pokémon world?!

Blatano watched the Garchomp wreak havoc, a berry hanging from its scythe. It paused its rampage, took a bite of the berry, chewed it twice, and then spat it out.

He looked at his assistant and asked if there were any cases of Garchomp in the paper.

The assistant quickly searched for the paper, "Wait a moment, let me see, I found it."

The assistant was overjoyed: "Garuda, a Sonic Pokémon, is mostly short-tempered, likes to destroy things, and often goes berserk. In this case, we can make some food to appease it, but we need to be careful because Garuda's taste is sweet and astringent, so we can make the food taste sweet and astringent."

"Garuda actually likes sweet and sour flavors?"

Bratano frowned and said something. He walked to a tree with slightly bitter fruit, picked a fruit, and threw it at Garchomp not far away.

Garchomp pinned the berry to its claws, its scarlet eyes fixed on Blatano.

Blatano reached out and picked a berry for himself, gestured to Garchomp, and then put it in his mouth and chewed.

It's a bit astringent and doesn't taste good.

Seeing this, Garchomp looked at the berry pinned by its claws, put it in its mouth, and took a bite.

Slightly astringent, yet satisfying.

Garchomp quickly finished the berry and then continued to watch Blatano.

Blatano threw a few more berries at Garchomp, which Garchomp caught them all.

Seeing this, Blatano was somewhat surprised. Did he really like astringent tastes?

Blatano turned to his assistant, who was holding the paper, and asked, "Are there any specific foods that match? Are there any preparation methods?"

The assistant nodded. "There's one that our research institute can produce right now."

"What?"

"Garuda Special Fried Rice, ingredients include rice, an egg, and a head of greens, plain sweet and sour, 80~"

120g of Vitality Root Powder, 5g of Vitality Bud Powder, 1 portion of Healing Herb Powder, and 2 portions of Blackberry Juice. Stir-fry over medium heat.

After the assistant finished reading, he looked up at Blatano and asked, "Dr. Blatano, would you like to give it a try?"

Blatano looked at the Garchomp that was staring at him, pondered for a moment, and then nodded.

"As soon as possible."

"yes.

The assistant hurriedly left with the paper.

Soon, a generous portion of fried rice was brought over by the assistant. Blatano took the fried rice, hesitated for a moment, and then carefully walked towards Garchomp with the fried rice in his hand.

Garchomp roared as it watched Blatano approaching, raising its scythe to aim at Blatano.

"Kah!"

He warned Bratano not to come near him.

Blatano gestured to Garchomp with the fried rice in his hand. "Don't be nervous, I'm just bringing you food. I'll leave after I get it to you."

Blatano calms Garchomp while continuing to approach it.

A yellowish-brown energy began to gather in Garchomp's mouth.

Upon seeing this, Blatano quickly stopped and placed the fried rice on the broken chair beside him. "I'll put it here."

After saying that, Bratano stepped back a short distance.

After seeing Blatano retreat, Garchomp dissipated the energy it had gathered in its mouth. It looked at Blatano, then glanced at the fried rice Blatano had placed on the chair, the aroma wafting into its nose on the breeze.

It smells so good!

Garchomp swallowed hard. Seeing that Blatano and his two assistants were just standing still, it walked over to the fried rice, picked it up, and tentatively took a bite.

It's both sweet and astringent, which perfectly suits its taste.

Garchomp's eyes widened, and then it sat on the floor, focusing on eating its fried rice.

The assistant wasn't sure if this method would work, so she only prepared a very small portion of fried rice.

Garchomp quickly finished its fried rice, but still not satisfied, it handed the bowl to Blatano, indicating that it wanted more.

Bratano: ?

It actually works?

Blatano looked at his assistant, who was also somewhat shocked. When he saw the doctor looking at him, the assistant quickly nodded and left.

Not long after, he returned with a super-sized portion of fried rice. Blatano tried to take the fried rice and hand it to Garchomp again. This time, Garchomp was not as agitated or hostile to Blatano's approach as it had been at first, but it was still very wary.

Blatano handed it the fried rice, which it accepted without hesitation and continued to devour.

Blatano sat down beside it and hesitantly placed his hand on its back. Garchomp stopped eating, glanced at it sideways, and because the fried rice had some Chinese herbs added, Garchomp did not suddenly attack as expected. It simply moved its body away from Blatano and continued eating.

Bratano: ————

Bratano: ?

What exactly is the principle behind this?

Bratano became suspicious.

He had his assistant hand him the paper, and he carefully read it again.

Feeding house.

Fang Yan, who was taking a short rest in the rest area, felt as if the sun was baking her beside her.

He suddenly opened his eyes, sat up straight, and the fan above his head was whirring.

Miss Goth, who was sitting reading a book nearby, saw Fang Yan suddenly sit up, take off her glasses, and look at her curiously.

dialect.

"Goth?"

Did you have a nightmare?

Fang Yan wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "I dreamt that a sun was chasing me."

"By the way, Miss Goth, where did you get those glasses?"

Miss Gothic glanced down.

"Goethe".

I bought it yesterday. It doesn't have a prescription, and it cost 9.9 yuan with free shipping.

"That's fine as long as you like it."

Fang Yan nodded, feeling a cool breeze beside him. He turned around and saw that it was Super Meow Meow fanning him.

"Thank you, Meow Meow."

Fang Yan patted the little head of the Super Meow Meow sister and thanked her.

"Meow~"

Then Fang Yan looked at the Nine-Tails lying next to him and said, "Hey Nine-Tails, it's summer already, why don't you stay away from me?"

Nine-tailed fox is the culprit that awakened the dialect.

Unlike Gengar, Ninetales' heat was unexpectedly terrifying; even the temperature drop Gengar experienced when it approached Ninetales couldn't withstand the heat emanating from it.

Upon hearing this, Nine-Tailed Fox opened its eyes, which were lying on the carpet, and stared at Fang Yan without saying a word.

After a long while, Nine-Tails stood up, turned around, and prepared to leave.

Upon seeing this, Fang Yan quickly reached out and hugged Jiuwei's neck, pulling her head into his arms.

"No, no, no, I was just kidding. How could I bear to let our lovely nine-tailed sister leave, right?"

Nine-Tails remained silent.

The Nine-Tails didn't speak or whip itself with its tail, but Fang Yan knew something was wrong; the Nine-Tails was really angry.

Fang Yan kept comforting Nine-Tails, and just as Nine-Tails was about to return to normal, a voice came from beside him that made Fang Yan feel as if he had fallen into an abyss.

"Kou Jie—"

In winter, when they need something, they call for the Nine-Tailed Fox; in summer, when it's hot, they tell it to stay away. Ha, men.

The Nine-Tails' once gentle gaze turned cold again.

"!"

Gengar! Still stirring things up!

Fangyan grinned at Gengar, and Gengar returned the grin with a grimac.

It took Fang Yan another half hour to finally calm Jiuwei down. Looking at the fox's head lying in his arms with its eyes closed, Fang Yan looked up at the ceiling. There was only a large fan spinning, blowing air.

"We need to install a large air conditioner in the rest area tomorrow, the best kind, otherwise it might drive people crazy from the heat."

The Fujino couple, Gengar, and all the other Pokémon nodded in agreement.

Summer has been going on for over a week, and the martial arts tournament has been over for over a week, and the breeding house is getting hotter and hotter.

When Fang Yan first arrived at the animal shelter, it was already the end of summer. By the time he had finished preparing for the shelter, autumn had officially arrived, so it didn't feel hot.

There weren't so many Pokémon gathered together back then.

The Sinnoh region has four distinct seasons: warm springs, hot summers, cool autumns, and cold winters. The local dialect is the kind of person who hates the heat, so when he discovered that the rest area in the breeding house didn't have air conditioning, he couldn't stand it at all.

"Mr. Fujino, if you have time, could you please contact the moving company in Futaba Town and ask if they can come and install an air conditioner tomorrow? It's so hot, it won't be easy to entertain guests then."

Mr. Fujino nodded, stood up, and went to the backyard to make a phone call.

After cuddling with Fang Yan for a while, Jiuwei lifted her head from Fang Yan's arms and climbed down again at a distance from him.

Fang Yan breathed a sigh of relief after feeling a bit cooler.

Nine-Tailed Sister is quite sensible. Apart from liking to whip Fangyan, sleeping, and sticking to Fangyan, she doesn't have any other hobbies.

"Manager, it's all settled. The moving company will come to install the air conditioner tomorrow. I heard it's a newly launched air conditioner and it works really well."

Mr. Fujino stepped out from behind the counter and spoke to Fang Yan, who was reclining in the old-fashioned chair.

Fang Yan nodded and said, "It's so hot today, how about we have a big ice cream party?"

"It's going to be a great party."

Mrs. Fujino was full of anticipation.

The Pokémon also loudly agreed.

Just then, Fang Yan's phone rang.

"Miss Goth, could you help me find my phone?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Miss Goth used her mental power to pull the phone out from under Fang Yan's bottom and then answered the call.

Fang Yan greeted Professor Oak warmly as he appeared on the screen.

"Good afternoon, Professor Oak."

"Good afternoon, Fangyan. It sounds lively where you are. Is something the matter?"

Fang Yan glanced at the Pokémon who were raising their hands to tell Alcremie what kind of ice cream they wanted to eat today, and said, "It's too hot today, so I was thinking of having an ice cream party later to cool things down."

"An ice cream party? That's definitely a great way to cool down in the hot summer. Now that you mention it, I want some ice cream too. I'll go buy one later."

Professor Oak said with a smile.

"I'll make it for you next time you come to the nursery. My ice cream-making skills are top-notch."

"I get it, Champion Cynthia likes ice cream—I know all that~"

dialect:----

"Doctor, is there something you need from me?"

"Oh, by the way, have you checked the Pokémon Academic website?"

"Pokémon Academic Network? What's that?"

Fang Yan looked completely bewildered. Pokémon Academic Website? Could it be—

"You didn't know? That's right, it's my fault, I didn't mention it to you. Pokémon Academic Network is a website where a group of Pokémon PhDs, researchers and scholars publish their papers and opinions. It's also the only website used by all Pokémon PhDs, researchers and scholars. I published your paper on this website."

Professor Oak explained the Pokémon Academic Network, and Fang Yan nodded in understanding.

Seeing Fang Yan's uninterested expression, Professor Oak couldn't help but laugh. "You look completely uninterested."

After his dialect was exposed, he wasn't embarrassed. He just scratched his head and said, "As you know, I'm just a junior breeder."

"You know, the Pokémon Academic Network has been quite lively lately because of your paper, and you've gained a group of loyal supporters."

"Professor Oak said with a smile."

Fang Yan was taken aback. "Huh? Me? An academic advocate? What do you mean?"

Fang Yan looked completely bewildered.

I have academic supporters now? But my papers were all written by Dr. Oak! Doesn't that count as academic fraud?

Will I be arrested if I'm discovered?

Oh—I'm the champion—

The champion shouldn't get arrested, right?

"You can check the details yourself. I've registered an account for you; just log in."

Under Professor Oak's guidance, Fang Yan accessed the Pokémon Academic Network on his tablet. This website is like a combination of CNKI and Weibo, with both academic and post sections.

Following Dr. Oki's suggestion, Fang Yan searched for his own paper and found a large number of replies below.

There were some doubts, but more feedback. Pokémon scholars and researchers from various regions tried the methods described in the paper, and the results were outstanding. They all came back to give feedback.

Fang Yan glanced at his paper and had to admit, it was truly worthy of Dr. Oki, a scholar dedicated to academic research.

The papers they write are truly exceptional; they use a multitude of technical terms, and I don't understand the meaning of many of the dialects they use.

"Oh, by the way, have you heard of Dr. Bratano from the Carlos region?"

Professor Oak's voice rang out, and Fang Yan was taken aback.

"Dr. Blatano? The doctor from the Carlos region who specializes in Mega evolution?"

Dr. Oak nodded. "That's right, it's him. When your paper was first published, he was one of the most skeptical doctors, but after a few days, he became one of the most supportive doctors of your paper."

Dr. Oak laughed. "According to him, he seems to have experimented with all the methods you mentioned in your paper, and judging from the results, they seem to be very effective."

Fang Yan opened Bratano's homepage and found that the past few days had been filled with experimental feedback about his paper, all in an orderly manner, totaling more than a hundred comments.

"Over a hundred methods—he completed all of them in just a few days, based on methods I've summarized over nearly a year?"

Fang Yan admired him somewhat.

He remembered Blatano, whom he had heard had fled Miare City because of academic fraud.

However, as is well known, ZA is not the official version, at least not in the local dialect.

Mega Evolution is definitely not something that can be done by any stray dog on the roadside, and it's certainly not something your opponent can do for you.

"How was it? How did you feel about the dialect? How did it feel to have a PhD as an academic advocate even before you were a PhD?"

Professor Oak's smile never faded.

As one of only two authorities in the Pokémon academic community, he was very pleased to see a new outstanding scholar emerge in the field.

"Please don't make fun of me. You even helped me write my thesis."

Fang Yan felt a little ashamed; he knew his own limitations.

"Don't worry, strength is strength, there's nothing to be afraid of."

Professor Oak began, "Oh, by the way, there's a Pokémon academic conference next week. Pokémon professors and some outstanding Pokémon scholars and researchers from all over the world will be there to exchange ideas, learn from each other, and share their latest research findings. How about it? Are you interested in coming? This is a good opportunity to try and get you some recognition."

"Don't rush to refuse. As two authorities in academia, Dr. Yamanashi and I will evaluate the research results of the others. The top scorers will receive substantial rewards. After all, research needs material support to continue, doesn't it?"

"At the same time, we will take this opportunity to announce the list of those who have been promoted to doctoral programs this year."

Fang Yan was somewhat tempted, "But all I have to show for myself is one paper, and besides, it was written by you and Dr. Yamanashi together."

"Hahaha, what's the big deal? We're just using more professional terminology to describe the material you provided. Your ideas are what really matter."

"Moreover, you can also listen to the research results of other doctors, which will benefit you a lot. Every time, a lot of Pokémon researchers and scholars will go to listen to other people's results."

Fang Yan nodded, "Then I can go and listen in. After all, it's not far for me to get here if it's being held in the Sinnoh region, and the breeding center has been relatively quiet lately."

"Then it's settled. I'll send you the invitation now. Remember to prepare a detailed PowerPoint presentation of your research findings for your presentation."

"Huh? Do I have to go on stage too?"

Fang Yan felt like he had been tricked.

Professor Oak smiled and said, "Don't be afraid, just read from the PowerPoint slides."

dialect:----

"I feel like you've tricked me."

"Haha, no way! How could an honest old man like me set a trap for you? That's just prejudice against old people."

"All right."

Fang Yan nodded, and while waiting for Professor Oak to hang up the phone, he looked down at Blatano's feedback.

"Don't worry, Yamanashi, don't you trust me? I've lured him here, it's fine, the list is all ready."

Fang Yan looked up and saw that Professor Oak hadn't hung up the phone; he seemed to be talking to someone on the big screen.

"Doctor—you didn't hang up the phone—"

Dialect reminder.

Professor Oak paused for a moment, then remained expressionless.

"What did you say? Sorry, the network is a bit slow."

Then the screen went black.

Fang Yan rolled his eyes.

I knew it —

Professor Oak is a cunning old fox.

After venting his frustrations, he continued looking down at the post that Bratano had made.

The more I looked at him, the more inexplicably familiar I felt.

After thinking for a long time, he finally understood where this inexplicable sense of familiarity came from.

What kind of Mendel and Morgan are these from the Pokémon world?!

Looking at the various doubts that Blatano had about his paper at the beginning, and his various confident assertions that his methods were just wishful thinking and empty talk.

Later on, she exclaimed, "My God, how can there be such a simple and effective method?"

"How did you come up with this method? It's simple, affordable, and effective. Fang Yan, you're truly an amazing person."

"Hahaha, I've succeeded again. Applying this method to raising Pokémon has yielded unexpected results, and it seems to work on Mega Evolution as well."

"Oh my god, he even knows about Mega Evolution—"

In this way, the dialect was confirmed.

This is clearly the Mendel and Morgan of the Pokémon world.

The story of the pea and the fruit fly.

Bratano is a true genius.

Fang Yan covered his face and said.