Pokémon, Ash's art style is off!

"No, that's not it. Although thorns would have been fine, Guai Li felt that thorns weren't sincere enough, so he changed to something more 'substantial'."

"What is it?"

Xiaoxia and Xiaogang said in unison.

"Nut dumbbells".

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"That's right. It just so happens that the trainer also has a Ferrothorn. While the trainer wasn't paying attention, Machamp slapped the uncooperative Ferrothorn unconscious, then tied it to his back and gave Alakazam a thorough apology."

Alakazam didn't make things difficult for Machamp; he simply used his telekinesis to throw the Nutbell and helped Machamp up.

"Since then, Alakazam and Machamp have worked closely together to carve out a niche for trainers and become one of the seven strongest trainers in the world."

Pikachu knelt on the ground and nodded frantically.

Yes, yes, that's exactly the scene; it's a perfect imitation!

Xiaoxia was silent for two seconds.

"So what did the nut dumbbells do wrong?!"

"What did it do to deserve this? Not only was it yanked off by Machamp and tied to his back as a prop to apologize, but then Alakazam just casually tossed it aside. Doesn't it have any dignity?!"

Xiao Zhi scratched his head.

"What you said makes sense, it does seem so?"

After listening to the story and thinking for a moment, Xiao Gang asked a question.

"So what happened to the last trainer?"

"Oh, later on, he was beaten to the ground by another trainer to the point of questioning his existence, and in the end, he and several other trainers resolutely gave up martial arts and went into academics."

Xiao Gang: "?"

Xiaoxia: "?"

What kind of ghost story is this?!

Is abandoning martial arts for academic pursuits a tradition in Pallet Town?

Pikachu looked at Bulbasaur.

"Pickup!"

come on!

Don't pity it just because it's a mouse!

If he needs to be whipped, he will be whipped; if he needs to be punished by standing, he will be punished by standing. The little mouse will never utter a single complaint!

Bulbasaur shook its head.

Use a rattan whip to throw the things aside.

"Pikachu?"

"Bulbasaur not evolving is not your fault, it doesn't want to."

Xiao Zhi, having figured something out, offered an explanation.

Pikachu looked at Bulbasaur with surprise, its two ears standing up at different heights.

Really? Wasn't it the mouse that interrupted?

Bulbasaur nodded, its expression quite calm.

Xiaoxia didn't quite understand.

"Don't want to? But isn't evolution a good thing?"

"Bulbasaur is stronger than Bulbasaur, and it can also..."

She didn't finish her sentence because Bulbasaur lowered its head.

Ash crouched down to be at eye level with Bulbasaur.

"If you don't want to, then don't. Nobody's forcing you."

"seed?"

Bulbasaur raised its head and looked at Ash.

“I didn’t say Pikachu wouldn’t evolve. I already have two Lightning Stones here.”

Pikachu nodded.

That's true.

Now, even when rummaging through Ash's backpack, the mouse has to be extremely careful, for fear of accidentally touching something.

"But you're not the same as Pikachu. I can see you're having a hard time suppressing it."

Xiao Zhi stroked his chin.

"How about this, when we get to the next town, I'll buy you an Everstone. Wearing that will prevent you from evolving, and you won't have to go through all this trouble to suppress it."

Bulbasaur was stunned for a moment.

Pikachu jumped over and patted Bulbasaur.

He had a "I understand you" expression on his face.

"Pikachu..."

Who would have thought? Seed Captain, with your thick eyebrows and big eyes, you're one of us who care about looks!

To maintain Bulbasaur's adorable image, it has silently endured so much—

I, Mouse, really misjudged you—no, I was right about you!

Bulbasaur: "..."

not at all.

It just felt that this was flexible.

Pikachu tilted its head, looking incredulous.

"Pikachu?"

Really?

"seed."

Just when everyone was about to believe it, Xiao Gang suddenly spoke up.

"Are you worried that Miss Midori won't recognize you?"

Cuizi.

The moment the name was uttered, Bulbasaur froze.

Its face changed from green to red, and finally to deep red.

It looked like a kettle that had been boiling, with steam almost rising from the top.

"Really?"

Seeing this reaction, Xiao Gang continued.

"After all, you were still a Bulbasaur when you met Miss Midori. If you had evolved into an Ivysaur or Venusaur, she probably wouldn't have recognized you at first glance. So that's why you... ￥%#......?!"

He hadn't finished speaking.

"Whoosh!"

Vine whips were swung out one after another.

One was gagged, the other had their feet bound.

Before Xiaogang could react, he was suddenly hung upside down.

Bulbasaur stood on the ground, its vine whips raised high.

Her face showed a mixture of shame and anger.

"seed!"

He even remembers names so clearly!

I knew you were still up to your old tricks!

Looks like I really need to control you!

172. Frog Ancestor!

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh—snap!!"

The sound of vines whipping through the air could be heard incessantly in the woods.

Brock was seen hanging upside down in mid-air by Bulbasaur.

Enraged, Bulbasaur lashed out with each blow.

Four vine whips took turns being used.

The way he drew the bamboo sticks was so smooth and fluid, so perfectly arranged.

Nighttime, bondage, bestiality, and that skin color—it's simply unbroadcastable.

"Waaaaah!"

Xiao Gang wanted to explain.

However, Bulbasaur had already sealed his mouth shut, and he could only make muffled sounds at most.

Xiao Zhi squatted to the side, resting his chin on his hands, watching with great interest, nodding occasionally.

"Bulbasaur's whip technique has improved again! Look at this angle, this change in force, it's simply fluid and graceful!"