Pokémon, Ash's art style is off!

Pain, frustration, resentment, and despair took turns attacking.

It's like missing out on a moonstone... no, it's a hundred times more painful than that!

The smell of food is clearly coming from outside.

The huge pot of mixed stew was almost ready to be served.

But it couldn't eat anymore.

I can't eat another bite.

There wasn't even room to taste it!

It could only watch helplessly as the Pokémon around it feasted.

And it could only sit on the sidelines, as a spectator.

This behavior...

What's the difference between laying eggs in front of Nidoran and Nidoran?

“Buri…”

Fat Ding let out a mournful groan.

Her whole body slumped down, looking just like a deflated pink balloon.

It was unwilling to accept this!

It turned its head and fixed its gaze on Ash.

correct!

He must have a way, he must have a way!

Jigglypuff struggled to its feet, toddled over to Ash with its short legs, and tugged at his trouser leg with its little paw.

"Buri buri—"

Fat Ding raised its head, its big eyes filled with pleading.

"Huh? What's wrong, Jigglypuff?"

“Buri…”

Fatty pointed to his belly, then to the stew in the pot, drew a big X in front of his chest with his two little hands, and then put his hands together in a pleading gesture.

Xiao Zhi was stunned for a moment.

Well... to be fair, he's not omnipotent.

To digest it all in such a short time, there's only one way...

Before he could finish thinking, Xiao Zhi suddenly paused.

His gaze passed over Jigglypuff and landed in a certain direction in the distance.

Fat Ding sensed something was wrong, turned his head, stood on tiptoe, and curiously looked in the same direction.

But it saw nothing.

In the distance, it was still a wilderness, with bushes swaying gently in the wind and occasionally a few sparrows flying over the treetops.

But Ash's expression grew increasingly serious.

Even Pikachu's ears perked up, twitching slightly, and its eyes stared warily into the distance.

"Pikachu?"

"Hmm, you felt it too?"

A few seconds later.

A cloud of brownish-yellow dust rose from the distant horizon.

The dust rose higher and higher, thicker and thicker, as if something was churning up from the ground, spreading into a gray-yellow fog in the sky.

Immediately afterwards—

The ground began to tremble.

At first, there was only a slight shaking, and the mixed soup in the pot rippled outwards in circles.

But soon, the tremors became more and more obvious, and even a few tree fruits on the edge of the pot were shaken to the ground, rolling around a few times.

"W-What's going on?!"

Xiaoxia's expression changed slightly.

"Was there an earthquake?!"

"Do not."

Xiao Zhi squinted, staring at the dust.

"It's not an earthquake."

Dust billowed as the vibrating creature drew ever closer.

He paused, as if trying to discern something.

It resembles a cow in appearance and has three dots on its forehead.

It has hair on its neck and three tails.

"They look like a bunch of Tauros."

Xiao Zhi's voice wasn't loud, but everyone present could hear it clearly.

Jigglypuff's expression froze the moment he heard the name "Tauros".

If they are considered the chaotic good faction of the hunting grounds—

The Tauros are a chaotic and evil faction.

A truly chaotic and irrational evil!

Having lived in this area for so long, Fatty Ding was very familiar with the glorious deeds of these guys.

They do nothing all day long, their lives are so simple and brutal that it's outrageous. All they do is run wildly and use their horns to knock over any obstacles in their path.

Among them, the ones they love to bump into the most are the trainers.

The reason is quite simple—

Most Pokémon in the hunting area would avoid them at all costs, staying as far away as possible, for fear of being targeted by these irritable giants.

But trainers are different.

They would always curiously approach, not only without dodging or avoiding, but some were even bold enough to throw the ball at them.

The Kentavious Caesars, of course, wouldn't tolerate it.

Whether you're a newbie or a veteran, whether you're here to subdue them or just passing by, if you're standing in their way, there's only one word: Stand!

We'll push you until you run away, push you until you cry, push you until you never dare to come to the hunting area again!

Jigglypuff remembers witnessing a trainer last month throw over a dozen Poké Balls and get knocked away by the same Tauros more than a dozen times.

The man was eventually carried out on a stretcher by Chansey, a stubborn smile still on his face, clutching a Poké Ball tightly in his hand, muttering, "Next time, next time I'll definitely do it."

Fat Ding stared blankly at the approaching cloud of dust.

Then I looked at the mixed stew in the pot.

Finally, he looked at his hungry underlings.

They were all looking at Jigglypuff.

That look in his eyes seemed to say—Boss, what do we do?

Under the watchful eyes of all the Pokémon, the fear on Jigglypuff's face was slowly replaced by a tragic expression.

“Buri…”

His legs were trembling, but Fatty didn't take a single step back.

Take a deep breath.

"Buri!!"

It stood up defiantly.

Jigglypuff, with its trembling little legs, walked step by step to the front of the line, spread its short arms, and stood between the pot and Tauros.

That silhouette, that posture, possessed a poignant air reminiscent of the tragic line, "The wind howls, the Yi River is cold."

It's going to fight!

Even if we can't win, we must protect these three trainers!

If all else fails... two will do!

One... one is not out of the question!

At least... at least keep the pot!

Save this meal!

"Eek!"

Seeing that his boss had gone up, Bear Cub also stepped forward and ran to Fatty's side.

One, two, three...

More and more Pokémon are standing behind Jigglypuff.

Some of them were trembling, some were chattering, but none of them retreated.

The scene and the atmosphere were quite convincing.

The goldfish poked its head out from the water's edge. Although it couldn't get ashore, it blew a large, round bubble as a sign of support.

The dust was getting closer.

The outline of the Kentair group is already visible.

A dozen or so, no, more than twenty.