Pokémon, Ash's art style is off!

But there were so many Bulbasaur on the other side, and it had to devote most of its energy to suppressing the evolutionary light within its body.

There was simply no way to break free.

As the lead frog seed walked, it began chanting to the other frogs.

[The Frog Ancestor possesses boundless magical power.]

The other Bulbasaur immediately followed suit, their voices so synchronized it sounded like they had rehearsed.

Where the vine whip points, spring returns to all things.

[The Frog Ancestor, whose wisdom is as deep as the ocean.]

The path of grass leads to the heart of the forest.

173. Let's touch!

The morning light gradually rose.

The shadows in the woods shrank back inch by inch.

It carries a big tree, and on the big tree, Pikachu and its little tree.

After finishing his last set of squats, Xiao Zhi tilted his head back and swallowed a handful of colorful pills, straining his neck to swallow them before letting out a long breath.

He patted his muscles, which were slightly warm from the "science," with satisfaction and nodded.

"Great, great, this is exactly how I should be today!"

"What do you think of this training amount, Pikachu?"

"Pickup!"

Upon hearing this, Pikachu, who had swallowed the pill with great difficulty and whose eyes rolled back in his head, nodded.

What should be said but shouldn't be said.

The mouse also felt that it had become much stronger since the martial arts tournament changed its training methods.

This dosage isn't even enough to satisfy my cravings.

At this rate, they might actually be able to move up another level in a few days.

"Right?" Having received the reply, Xiao Zhi nodded in deep agreement. "Science, science is the number one fighting force!"

Ash bent down, scooped up Pikachu, and put it on his shoulder. He then restored the scene and walked towards the camp.

Back at the camp, smoke was already rising from the chimneys.

Xiao Gang, wearing an apron, was busy working in front of the portable stove.

The spatula flew up and down, filling the air with aroma.

Although the red marks on his face were still clearly visible, he was in high spirits.

There was absolutely no indication that he had been hung up and whipped for half a day yesterday.

"Oh, Ash, you're back just in time!" Brock called out upon seeing Ash. "Breakfast will be ready in three more minutes!"

Xiao Zhi leaned over, peered into the pan at the golden fried eggs and sizzling bacon, then glanced at Xiao Gang's unusually mental face and couldn't help but ask.

"Teacher Gang, are you... alright now?"

"of course."

Xiao Gang casually tossed the spoon around.

"It's just a minor injury. Don't underestimate us Nibi people. Our bodies are quite strong too."

"Although being whipped by Bulbasaur looks terrible, the blood circulation effect is quite effective. I felt refreshed when I woke up this morning, even more energetic than after a good night's sleep."

"Wow, Teacher Gang is amazing!"

Xiao Zhi exclaimed sincerely.

Pikachu: "..."

The mouse opened its mouth, but decided not to respond.

He's a perfectly normal person normally, so why does he become like this when Bulbasaur is involved?

Having lived for so many years, this is the first time I've ever heard of getting a SPA-like effect from being beaten.

If this gets out into the Pokémon world, those Pokémon that like to use vine whips will probably be booked until next year.

Breakfast was ready quickly.

After scanning the campsite, I noticed that Xia's sleeping bag was still bulging, and it seemed that she had no intention of getting up yet.

Before Xiao Zhi could even call for help...

The starfish beside it immediately understood, and the gem in the middle lit up slightly.

The eldest brother's business is its business!

How could a mere trainer like me possibly delay my older brother's breakfast!

Without the slightest hesitation towards its trainer, the impartial Staryu immediately took action!

"call----"

A cold wind blew.

It was precisely poured into the opening of the sleeping bag, forcibly turning Xiaoxia on.

"Wa ...

Xiaoxia practically leaped out of her sleeping bag.

She started yelling before she even opened her eyes.

"Who! Who did this! Starfish—!"

The first thing that came to mind was her Pokémon, and Misty was about to continue her outburst.

But the starfish had already predicted her prediction.

With lightning speed, it transformed into a streak of red light and returned to the Poké Ball.

Xiaoxia stood there, stunned.

He looked down at the unselectable Staryu Poké Ball at his feet, then at the empty ground, and finally managed to utter a sentence after a long while.

"...You're quite self-aware."

After gritting her teeth and reinforcing the Poké Ball a few times, the helpless Misty finally ran to the stream to wash up.

Three minutes later.

The three sat down around the portable table, each with a steaming hot breakfast in front of them.

Just as Xiao Zhi picked up the bowl, he suddenly looked up and glanced around the camp.

"Wait, where's Bulbasaur?"

Xiao Gang's body trembled.

"Bulbasaur? Didn't it go out with you first thing this morning?"

Xiao Zhi frowned slightly and put down the bowl.

"Didn't it come back a long time ago?"

"Oh, don't worry, it's probably out there maintaining justice." Xiaoxia said, her mouth still half-eaten fried egg, her words muffled. "It's so capable, it couldn't have been kidnapped, could it?"

Xiao Zhi stood up.

"I'll go out and look for something. You guys eat first."

"Pickup!"

Pikachu also stood up.

As Ash's trainer, Ash's affairs are its affairs.

Seeing this, Xiao Gang also put down his bowl and stood up.

“Then I’ll go with you. More people will help us find it faster.”

After all, with Miss Cuizi around, I also need to try and increase my favorability with Bulbasaur.

Otherwise, what if it works out and I get beaten up every day?

It may improve blood circulation, but the pain is real.

Xiaoxia looked at this and then at that.

"you......."

"I... "

"Ah~"

......

The three of them followed the direction Bulbasaur had left in the morning and ventured into the forest.

Xiao Zhi walked at the front, his steps were fast and steady, and his sense of direction was so good that it was as if he had a GPS navigator installed.

He kept his head down and kept walking forward, occasionally glancing down at the ground, but he almost never hesitated.

Xiaoxia followed behind him, panting and looking around.

"Slow down, Ash! Don't go the wrong way!"

"Don't worry, it can't be wrong."

Xiao Zhi said confidently.

How do you know it can't be wrong?

“Of course they’re marks.” Xiao Zhi pointed to a few shallow marks on the soft soil. “Look there.”

Xiaoxia looked in the direction Xiaozhi was pointing.

Sure enough, there were several neat claw marks on the ground, as well as a few thin drag marks.