Pokémon, Ash's art style is off!

"You're right, aren't you?"

“l, lucky…”

Chansey nodded in humiliation.

Unfortunately, their defensive capabilities have always been a major weakness.

Meanwhile, his partner had honed a "hardcore comforting technique" during the years of treatment.

"Is that so?"

Xiao Zhi scratched his head.

Was it caused by a collision?

Why does it look a bit like it was punched?

Before long, Xiaogang and Xiaoxia also came downstairs one after another.

After breakfast, the three of them regrouped and packed their backpacks.

Are you leaving?

After taking inventory of the warehouse goods, Joey came out from the inner room, holding a notepad in her hand.

"Ok!"

Xiao Zhi nodded vigorously, then added something as if he remembered something else.

"Thank you for taking care of me, Miss Joey! The breakfast was delicious!"

"Pickup!"

"I should be the one thanking you."

Joey waved his hand, his gaze falling on the three of them, and then his eyes lit up as if he suddenly remembered something.

"Oh, right—"

She put down the notepad, clasped her hands in front of her, and spoke with a serious tone.

"I've been thinking about how to properly thank you all."

"How about I report this to the alliance and give them some publicity?"

"……what?"

Xiaoxia's expression froze.

"Don't worry, I'll portray you all as very heroic," Joey winked. "I've even thought of a title: [Shocking! The King of the Junkyard in Azure City Returns!] How about that? Doesn't it paint a vivid picture?"

Xiaoxia's face turned pale at a visible speed.

"No no no no no!"

"No, please! Miss Joey! Please don't publicize this!"

The title of "King of the Dump" is about to spread.

Wouldn't I be laughed at by my family for the rest of my life?

"Huh?" Joey was stunned, her pen hovering over the paper. "Why? This is a good thing!"

"You don't know, the League is currently in dire need of positive role models. Releasing this kind of story might inspire more people to treat Pokémon kindly—"

"That's precisely why we can't publicize it!"

Xiaoxia's voice rose an octave.

"We Hualan people do good deeds... anonymously!"

Ash scratched his head and then glanced at Pikachu.

Huh?

Does Cerulean City have such customs?

Pikachu also looked deep in thought.

It's just a mouse, how could it know these things?

After some persuasion.

Xiaoxia quoted extensively from classical texts, from "keeping a low profile" to "the taller the tree, the more the wind will blow," from "fame is fleeting" to "true good deeds are silent," and managed to portray herself as a reclusive sage who was indifferent to fame and fortune.

Finally, they declined Joey's idea of ​​writing them a short essay.

Joey regretfully put away the manuscript and sighed.

"Alright, since you insist..."

After the three of them finished packing, they said goodbye to Nurse Joy at the entrance of the Pokémon Center.

Joey stood at the door, smiling as she watched them leave.

Only after the three figures had completely disappeared at the end of the street did she turn her gaze away and look down at Chansey beside her.

"What a nice guy!"

She sighed softly.

"But since he's a good person, we absolutely cannot let him remain unknown!"

They may not want it, but I absolutely cannot refuse to give it!

Their good deeds will surely be known to everyone from Evergreen City to Goldenrod City, from Fallen Leaf City to Crimson City!

Chansey looked at Joey, who was writing furiously, then at the bump on his head, and sighed silently.

"lucky..."

......

How long after leaving Qunqing City.

"Ah!"

Xiaoxia suddenly sneezed and staggered forward.

"Have a cold?"

Xiao Zhi turned around.

"Looks like your physique isn't up to par. How about you join me and Pikachu for some training every morning?"

"Hmm..." After glancing at Pikachu's increasingly thinning hair, Misty decisively refused, "Never mind."

She rubbed her nose and frowned.

"I guess someone's been talking about me."

She thought about it.

"It must be that Peony guy!"

She took the encyclopedia from her belt, her fingers swiping rapidly as she skillfully tapped into a page using a smaller account—

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Tap lightly with your finger to find the peony's image.

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The movements were fluid and seamless, executed in one go.

He let out a long sigh of relief, and his whole body visibly relaxed.

"call--"

"Alright, I understand now. Let's go!"

......

As the three continued their journey, the road leading to Asakusa City gradually became quieter.

Unlike Qunqing City, which was in a state of decay.

The tall trees on both sides of the road gradually become denser.

Finally, the intertwined branches and leaves formed a natural green dome, blocking out the sun.

Sunlight filters through the leaves, casting dappled shadows on the ground, which sway gently in the breeze.

Following the road, the three soon arrived at Asakusa City.

From a distance, it appears that Asahi City is almost entirely nestled within a forest.

The houses are built against the mountain, layer upon layer, giving them a secluded, idyllic feel.

The streets are lined with all sorts of green plants whose names I don't know, in various colors.

To put it in one sentence, the green coverage rate of this city is definitely over 80%!

But Ash's gaze did not linger on these landscapes at all.

His goal was very clear: the Crimson Dojo.

He can't wait to do the gym challenge!

With Xiaogang's navigation, the three of them finally arrived at the Fuchsia Gym.

From the outside, it is a very stylish building.

With its black tiles, white walls, and upturned eaves, it exudes a solemn and dignified air.

The dojo is surrounded by a dense bamboo forest, where the bamboo leaves rustle in the breeze, adding to the quiet and mysterious atmosphere.

The dojo's main gate is a heavy wooden structure, with a plaque hanging above the lintel.

The sign above reads four large characters: "Ashen Crimson Dojo".

The handwriting is vigorous and powerful, with a sharp and imposing style, clearly not written by an ordinary person.

"This is it!" Ash clenched his fist excitedly. "We're finally here!"

"Pickup!"

He rushed forward in three strides.