Pokémon, Ash's art style is off!

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Life was so leisurely it was almost luxurious.

Aside from Ash still occasionally borrowing Misty's Pokédex, frowning and poking at it, stubbornly trying to get through to that perpetually dark video call again.

The other two, however, temporarily put the bizarre comment aside and devoted themselves entirely to this rare luxury trip.

In addition to training their Pokémon, the trio spent their days exploring the dazzling array of facilities on the cruise ship.

In the evening, guests can enjoy cuisine at different themed restaurants.

I truly experienced the leisurely life of a so-called "superior person".

Pikachu was so happy it didn't want to leave.

Their weight seems to have increased slightly.

However, amidst this leisurely atmosphere, Xiaozhi occasionally felt a sense of being watched.

The trainer with striking blue hair whom he had seen on the battle stage always seemed to appear in his field of vision unexpectedly.

Sometimes in a corner of the restaurant, sometimes by the deck railing, and even once on the training field.

Xiao Zhi had just finished a day of training when he turned around and caught a glimpse of that blue figure flashing past the doorway.

They never approach others proactively and show no intention of engaging in conversation.

He didn't take it too seriously.

After all, the ship is only so big, so it's not strange to run into the same person several times.

But the key point is that there was a red-haired man on the ship who was also acting suspiciously.

He would come out and wander around every night wrapped in a cloak.

Others might not be able to see clearly because it was dark, but he could see everything perfectly.

......

It was evening.

The setting sun dyed the clouds red.

After having eaten and drunk their fill, Xiao Zhi and his two companions leisurely strolled on the upper deck to digest their food.

The sea breeze caressed my face, carrying the lingering warmth of the day.

Ah—a full stomach, a sea breeze blowing, this is what travel should be like!

Xiaoxia stretched out a big yawn and let out a satisfied sigh.

"Pikachu~"

Pikachu followed her example, raising its two little paws and echoing her.

Ash glanced at his partner on his shoulder and couldn't resist gently poking its round little belly.

"Pikachu, have you gotten fat?"

"You've been eating too well these past few days, haven't you? Looks like we need to increase the training intensity. We'll start extra training tomorrow!"

"Pikachu?!"

Pikachu immediately widened its eyes, and a few symbolic sparks appeared on its cheek sacs in protest, before it guiltily touched its belly.

Turning its head, it pulled out a rather worn-out booklet with curled edges, opened it with a serious air, pointed to a page with its little paw, and began to meow earnestly.

"Pikachu! Pikachu!"

"Oh, you're looking at this."

Xiao Zhi leaned closer.

That was the secret manual that Lt. Surge's Raichu gave to Pikachu.

"Pickup!"

Pikachu puffed out its chest and nodded vigorously.

The mouse didn't slack off!

Exercise is important, but knowledge is just as important!

It's been feeling an itch on the tip of its head lately, which means it's probably growing a brain!

Xiao Zhi was delighted and rubbed its head.

"That's great! Let's discuss it properly when we get back tonight. I'll also think about whether there's any tactic that can complement your new strategy."

"Pikachu?"

Pikachu's paw holding the booklet suddenly stiffened, and half of its ear drooped down.

I always felt that Xiaozhi's "exploration" sounded a bit like a synonym for "extra practice".

Just then, a slightly unsteady sound of footsteps and a muffled humming came from around the corner ahead.

Immediately afterwards, a figure appeared, swaying unsteadily.

He was an old man wearing a somewhat worn but very clean white shirt, with a dark blue captain's vest over it.

His hair was gray, but neatly combed.

His cheeks were flushed.

He was holding a flat metal flask in his hand and exuded a strong smell of alcohol.

"what?"

The old man stopped his slightly unsteady steps.

He squinted, his gaze falling intently on Pikachu, scrutinizing it carefully from head to toe.

He focused on looking at Pikachu's round belly.

"This physique..." He stroked his gray stubble, took another swig of wine, and let out a satisfied sigh, "...tsk, what a rare Pikachu!"

"You've raised him well, kid!"

"Of course!" Ash immediately put his hands on his hips, looking very proud.

"Pika!" Pikachu mimicked him, sticking out its little belly even rounder and looking proud.

The old man was amused by the perfectly synchronized reactions of the man and the mouse, and laughed heartily.

"Hahaha, interesting! I know a trainer who also raises Pikachu, what's his name again... F.F. Freed! Yes, that's him!"

“His Pikachu isn’t as good-looking as yours…” He carefully chose his words, his gaze sweeping over Pikachu’s belly again, “…so ‘lucky’!”

At least her belly isn't as round as this one!

68. A captain who gets seasick?

"Hmm? Do you know Dr. Fried?"

Xiao Zhi was somewhat surprised.

As a professor from the Kanto region, Ash had heard Professor Oak mention this person's name before.

This person was initially a researcher at Yuemeng Company.

Later, he felt that the research institute was not a good fit for him, so he resigned.

The PhD student often used Fried as a negative example, earnestly admonishing himself that research institutes were better and that he should never follow Fried's example.

"Know them? Humph!"

Perhaps it was the effects of the alcohol, or perhaps it was the loneliness of the journey.

An elderly man, looking preoccupied, leaned on the railing.

Facing the vast ocean, he had just opened his mouth when his expression suddenly changed, and he quickly tilted his head back and gulped down a large mouthful of wine.

As his Adam's apple bobbed, some amber-colored liquor slid down his graying beard.

That familiar feeling of dizziness and headache came over me.

His expression finally softened, and he casually wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.

"I... I could be considered half a master to that kid!"

"hiss--"

Xiao Zhi gasped in shock.

Seeing that Xiaogang and Xiaoxia looked blank, Xiaozhi then quietly explained to them who Fried was.

After understanding.

"Hiss—!" ×2

Both of them gasped in shock.

The way they looked at this person was also different.

Although it's unclear how powerful Fried really is.