Pokémon: All About the Breeding House

Chapter 520 Grandma, what do you think is the meaning of life...?

After Ms. Officer Jenny from Twinleaf Town came and took the members of the Ocean Team away, Fang Yan re-lined his fishing rod and resumed his fishing adventures.

Dr. Mustard did not ask many questions about the sudden appearance of the Marine Team, as if she was already used to the frequent appearances of members of the villainous organization.

Moreover, as a Pokémon professor, she had taught many members of villainous organizations a lesson when she was young, so she wasn't afraid at all when facing the Team Aqua members.

Besides, her granddaughter is the Sinnoh Champion, one of the few champions only weaker than Leon and Fang Yan, while her granddaughter's boyfriend is a champion even stronger than her.

With them around, what do I have to be afraid of? I might as well keep fishing.

As the sun gradually shifted westward, Fang Yan put down his fishing rod, looked at the still-floating submarine debris, and gritted his teeth.

"It's all the Ocean Team's fault! They ruined my fishing feng shui! Those bastards!"

That's right. Ever since that fish was released because of Team Aqua's appearance, Fang Yan has returned to his original mount. Not to mention big fish, he hasn't caught a single Magikarp, which is disliked by everyone and is rampant.

In front of him, several Magikarp would occasionally use Splash Jump to leap out of the water, then fall back in, slapping the surface with their tails as if mocking Fang Yan.

"You're laughing at me too? Hey, Miss Skirt, you've got a temper like that, teach them a lesson for me!"

Fang Yan pointed at the Magikarp that was constantly using Water Splash on the sea surface, his teeth itching with hatred, and asked Miss Qun'er next to him to vent his anger.

Following Fang Yan's directions, Miss Skirt looked over and found that there were only a few Magikarp. She looked up at Fang Yan, then shook her head, gathered an Energy Ball the size of a Poké Ball in her hand, and gently tossed it toward the sea.

puff~

The energy ball crashed into the sea, scaring away all the Magikarp.

"Laji~"

Have you vented your anger yet? If not, I'll go find you a few more Magikarp.

Fang Yan curled her lip. "They were the ones who mocked me first!"

Just as Miss Skirt was about to speak, she saw a defiant Magikarp leap out of the water again, even swimming towards Fangyan's direction.

Fang Yan looked at the Magikarp that had surfaced, and the Magikarp stared at Fang Yan with its almost entirely white eyes.

The man and the fish just stared at each other like that.

Then----

*Pfft*

Magikarp spat out a water gun from the water and flew straight towards Fang Yan, drenching him completely.

dialect:"----"

The Pokémon standing nearby didn't have time to react. They seemed surprised that Magikarp would actually attack. Although the water gun had no power, the mockery was palpable.

Miss Skirt opened her mouth wide and bit her little hand. It was the first time she had ever seen Fang Yan being mocked by a Magikarp. Why did this feeling inexplicably feel... funny?

The Pokémon speaking in dialects were alright; they were all trying to hold back their laughter. But Cynthia's Pokémon weren't going to tolerate the dialects at all; they were all clutching their stomachs and laughing out loud.

"Kah!"

Hahaha, he got provoked by a Magikarp! Hahaha!

"Leo".

Magikarp — Wahahahahaha!

"Goblin!"

This one laughed even louder, laughing until its stomach hurt so much that it simply collapsed onto the beach and rolled around.

Fang Yan looked at the Magikarp spraying water at him and silently walked forward.

Cynthia's face turned red as she watched Fang Yan walk forward. After a short while, she saw Fang Yan deliver a magnificent high kick, directly knocking away Magikarp—no, he missed, and due to the seawater, he lost his balance and fell.

"Pfft—"

Cynthia couldn't hold back any longer and burst out laughing.

Dr. Mustard, standing to the side, remained expressionless, though the hand gripping his cane seemed to tremble, and his eyes slowly welled up with tears.

Nine-Tailed Fox sighed, stepped forward, grabbed Fang Yan by the back of his collar, and dragged him out of the seawater.

"Just dig a pile of sand and bury me!"

Fang Yan was dragged back to the beach by the Nine-Tailed Fox. He stared blankly at the sky, and at that moment he lost his reason to live.

Not only could he not catch any fish, but he also got provoked by a Magikarp. Being provoked wasn't the worst of it, but he tripped over his own feet. And to make matters worse, his girlfriend and her parents were right there watching—

What's the point of living?

What is the reason for living?

Can anyone tell me?

Magikarp looked at Fang Yan lying on the ground, and its body began to glow with an evolutionary light. Then, its shape kept changing in the light.

As the light faded, Gyarados roared angrily at Fang Yan, who was lying on the beach.

"roar!"

When I was still Magikarp, I didn't mind you bullying me, but now that I've evolved into Gyarados, what should you call me?! Speak!

Miss Skirt narrowed her eyes as she looked at the Magikarp that had evolved into Gyarados.

It slowly walked forward, looked at Gyarados, gave it a sweet smile, and then slightly lifted its skirt in a gesture of greeting.

"Laji".

Gyarados saw energy gathering above Miss Skirt's head, and then—

boom!

Gyarados felt as if it had returned to its childhood, leaping desperately upwards along with its pack towards the river, only to be swept away by the current and flow into the ocean.

Miss Skirt clapped her hands and nodded in satisfaction.

Get it done.

When you were still Magikarp, we could let it go because you were still very weak, but it's different when you evolve into Gyarados.

In the Gyarados group, a Gyarados that had recently evolved into a Gyarados came to the side of the red Gyarados.

"roar?"

Hey boss, shouldn't we go and do something about it? It evolved into Gyarados, so it's practically one of our partners now, right?

The red Gyarados glanced back at it, then at Cynthia on the island and Fang Yan lying there, before raising its tail and lashing it hard across the Gyarados's head.

"roar."

If you want to manage it, then manage it. Are you tired of living? We'll go over there after they leave.

Are you kidding me? You want me to go fight them? You might as well let me fight Kyogre.

Miss Skirt turned around and looked at Fang Yan. She was about to ask him if this result was enough to vent her anger when she realized that only Fang Yan's head was still sticking out.

Miss Skirt: "???"

It tilted its head as it looked at the purplish-black fat man sitting next to Fang Yan's head, constantly digging sand to cover Fang Yan's body with a shovel.

"Laji?"

What are you doing?

"Kou Jie Yi—"

Didn't he tell us to bury him? We're fulfilling his wish.

Gengar raised its head and grinned at Miss Skirt.

Miss Skirt widened her eyes, then turned to look at Miss Goth and Nine-Tailed Fox beside her, signaling with her eyes: Are you just going to watch like this?

Miss Gothic spread her hands at it, then gestured to the other side. Miss Skirt looked over and saw Cynthia running over with a grapefruit peel, placing the hat-like grapefruit peel on Fangyan's head, and nodding in satisfaction.

"It's pretty good-looking, isn't it, Gengar?"

Gengar, looking like a lackey, kept nodding.

"口桀"

I think so too.

Miss Skirt then realized that it was Cynthia who had buried the dialect.

Cynthia thoughtfully brought a large watermelon and placed it behind his head as a pillow. Then she handed the camera to Miss Gothic and asked her to take pictures. She and Gengar sat next to the head of the dialect, and she made a peace sign on her face towards the camera.

Seeing Cynthia and Gengar sitting on Fangyan, who was buried up with only his head covered by a grapefruit peel showing, Miss Skirt thought for a moment and ran over, standing behind Fangyan's head, stepping her little feet on his grapefruit peel head, acting like a queen.

Nine-Tailed Fox lay down more decisively on the sand on Fang Yan's body.

Dialect: Pfft————

"Nine — Nine — Fates —"

Before he could finish speaking, Fang Yan tilted his head to the side.

Miss Goth floated into the air, using her mental power to control the camera, and came to Fang Yan's side. She struck a pose of covering her face and crying, while Dali looked dazed and scratched the back of his head, as if he hadn't realized what had happened. Garchomp had a look of "serves him right."

Click~

The photo freezes in time.

Three more Pokémon appeared in the photo: Latias, Meloetta, and Victini, which had gone to play in the sea while Fangyan was fishing earlier.

"You've taken the photos, shouldn't you have had enough fun?"

Professor Mustard's voice rang out, and Cynthia and all the Pokémon returned to normal, getting up to pack their things.

"Nine-tailed Fox — Soaring — Give me — Give me some air — Hey!"

Hearing the sounds of dialect coming from one place to another, Nine-Tailed Fox slowly stood up and left the spot.

After the Nine-Tailed Fox left, Fang Yan began to greedily breathe in the air.

When Kurama was lying on top of him, he felt like the whole world was pressing down on him; Kurama's size, its weight—

Oh, the weight of love!

Watching Nine-Tails stride away, Fang Yan struggled in the sand for a moment, only to find himself unable to get out. When Cynthia and Gengar covered him with sand, they had patted it down very firmly, and Nine-Tails's size pressed down on him, making the sand even more compact.

Watching Cynthia and the others leave, Fang Yan could only shout at the top of his lungs, "Hey, hey, hey, did you leave something behind? I'm still here! Let me out! Help!"

Cynthia and the others glanced back at Fang Yan, then exchanged a look before turning back to their own tasks.

Having just been humiliated in front of her crush and provoked by Magikarp, Fang Yan suffered another heavy blow.

He was abandoned —

Just as Fang Yan was about to give up on the whole world once again, a kind and gentle figure appeared in his sight.

"Latias—I knew you were the best, waaaaaah!"

"You only realize now that I'm the best?" Latias raised his head proudly.

"I declare you the best in the world, now get me out of here first."

"I won't, are you angry? Hehe, you always say I'm fat, so I'm not going to save you, are you angry?"

Latias stuck out his tongue and hovered slightly above the dialect's head, chattering incessantly.

The three ups and downs that Xiangzi experienced in his entire life, Fang Yan felt as if he had experienced in a single day, just as he was preparing to give up on the whole world once again.

Then another kind and reassuring figure appeared.

"Dali! They're all bullying me, they won't let me out!"

The dialect was used to cry and complain.

Looking at Fang Yan, who hadn't shed a single tear, Dali blinked hard.

"What's wrong?"

Should I release you?

Fang Yan nodded vigorously, and Dali, seeing this, bent down, grabbed Fang Yan by the neck, and pulled him out of the sand.

Seeing that Fang Yan was covered in sand, Latias went to Dali's ear and whispered, "Dali, look how much sand he's covered in, shall we help him wash it off?"

"What's wrong?"

How to wash it?

Latias gestured towards the sea not far away.

Dali, expressionless, carried Fang Yan towards the sea.

"Dali, what are you trying to do? Latias, what did you say to it again? No, Dali, no, yameru gulu lulu lulu~"

On the shore, Cynthia watched as Fang Yan was "gently" placed into the sea with great force, and let out a soft "oh" with heartache.

"Oh, it seems our poor dialect is being targeted again~"

Dr. Jie Zilan looked at Fang Yan, who was floating face up and back to the water on the sea. She had already packed everything up and was just waiting for him. She couldn't help but tap her cane and call out, "Get ready to go back. What are you still doing?"

"Grandma, you said—what is the meaning of life? What is the meaning of coming into this world? Is it just to breathe? Or—"

Dr. Mustard Orchid didn't have time for these words. She interrupted Fang Yan and gave him three seconds. "Old woman, I'll give you three seconds. If you don't come up now, Zhu Lan will sleep with me tonight."

"three.

"

"Grandma, I'm ready. Let's go home."

Dr. Jie Zilan snorted coldly as she looked at Fang Yan, who had suddenly appeared in front of her.

"Ha—what is the meaning of life?—Why don't you talk about the meaning of life anymore?"

Fang Yan grinned, "Hehe, the meaning of living in this world is of course for Zhu Lan~"

The Pokémon nearby include Garchomp, Gengar, Lucario, Gothicure, Sylveon, Ninetales, Milotic, and Latias.

vomit~

Garchomp: Now I finally know where you learned your shameless personality from.

Gengar: I told you so! He's the biggest reason I turned out this way! [Gengar hands on hips.jpg]

In the nursery, Fang Yan came out of the room after taking a bath and shouted to the Gengar behind him, "Hurry up, dinner is ready, what are you dawdling for? You don't need to get dressed."

"Kou Jie~"

Here it comes!

Gengar floated out of the room, circled around Fangyan a few times, and grinned as it asked him, "Gengar?"

How is it? Do I smell good?

Fang Yan rolled her eyes and said, "How could it not smell good? Miss Qun'er just gave me some shower gel, and you used half of it."

"Kou Jie"

Mind your own business!

Upon arriving in the backyard, Miss Gothic had already prepared the meal. Fang Yan sat down next to Cynthia, glanced at the people and Pokémon around them, and then clasped his hands together, "Let's eat, everyone!"

"I'm starting to eat!"

Cynthia also put her hands together in prayer, and after speaking, she began to eat.

Strangely enough, even though Dr. Mustard, an elder, was in the nursery, they would always wait until Fang Yan was on the table and announced that it was time to eat before they would pick up their chopsticks.

I clearly told myself long ago that I didn't need to wait for you.

"No wonder it's fish that Grandma caught, it tastes so good."

After drinking a bowl of fish soup, Fang Yan said sincerely.

Cynthia: ————

The Fujino couple exchanged a glance, and saw smiles in each other's eyes.

The shop manager who speaks in dialect is really something—he (or I) used this trick a long time ago.

Dr. Mustard was quite pleased with this. She nodded in satisfaction, "You think my fishing skills came easily? Fine, considering you've spent so much time fishing with me today, I'll consider this a win."

"Long live Grandma!"

"Goblin!"

After dinner, while everyone was enjoying dessert, Fang Yan's phone rang.

He took out his phone, answered the call, and Professor Oak's face appeared on the screen.

"Professor Oak? Good evening."

Good evening, Fangyan.

Upon hearing Professor Oak's name, Professor Mustard turned to Fang Yan and asked, "Professor Oak?"

Fang Yan nodded, then showed the screen to Dr. Jie Zilan.

"Dr. Mustard Green? You're here too? And Champion Cynthia, you're both here? Ah—oh!"

"Good evening, Professor Oak."

Professor Mustard and Cynthia greeted Professor Oak together.

Good evening, both of you.

Fang Yan took the phone back, gestured to the two of them, walked aside, and asked, "Professor Oak, is there something you need from me so late?"

Professor Oak paused for a moment, "Huh? Is it too late?"

Fang Yan glanced at the sky; it was already dark, while it was still slightly bright where Professor Oak was.

"The sky seems a bit off."

"Oh, right, it's a little earlier here than where you are." Professor Oak suddenly realized, and he smiled as he said to the dialect, "How about it? Meeting the parents."

"Everything is fine at the moment."

"Remember to send me an invitation then."

"Don't worry, it definitely will."

"By the way, I have something to tell you." Professor Oak explained the matter to Fang Yan.

Fang Yan frowned. "A large number of trees are withering? You suspect that Pokémon are the cause?"

"I had that feeling, but when I went to check, I didn't find any clues. Today I also received news that the trees in a forest have also withered."

Professor Oak continued, "So I wanted to ask if you have any ideas, or if you have any free time to come and help me investigate. I have a feeling that many more trees will continue to wither."

"After all, we've all witnessed your understanding of Pokémon."

"Pokémon? Okay, then I'll go to Pallet Town tomorrow? I'll look up some information tonight."

"Then I'll have to trouble you."

"You're welcome, it's what I should do."

"Then I won't bother you any longer."

After hanging up the phone, Fang Yan returned to the garden.

"What's wrong?"

Cynthia poured him a cup of tea and asked, "Professor Oak needs my help. There's a large number of trees dying in the Kanto region, and he suspects it's caused by Pokémon. He wants me to go and help find out which Pokémon is causing it."

"I see."

Cynthia nodded. "So when are you planning to go?"

"I told Professor Oak about tomorrow, but you and Grandma—" Fang Yan hesitated for a moment.

Dr. Mustard gently tapped the floor. Fang Yan looked over, and then she spoke: "Go ahead, Bamboo Orchid will take care of me. Don't worry about me. I'm quite comfortable living in the nursery. I might even be more comfortable without you around."

Fang Yan and Cynthia exchanged a glance and then laughed together.

Grandma — she has a sharp tongue but a soft heart.

"Okay, Grandma, then I won't be hanging around you tomorrow."

"Get lost."

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