Pokemon’s Fifth Elite

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Birth, aging, sickness and death are also topics that Pokemon world cannot avoid. Even those Ghost Type Pokemon with a long life will exhaust the energy to maintain their own existence one day and dissipate in the world.

Those mythical beasts that are close to eternity in the true sense have almost no concept of time. Luther does not know what the concept of 3000 years, 1000 years, and 300 years are for Ho-Oh.

Perhaps the people of Ecruteak City have never thought that the long time of 300 years is for humans.

For Ho-Oh, the fire that ruined her trust in humans was just like yesterday, and their fear of Ho-Oh and Spite were just like normal.

Recall that for Ho-Oh, the time span is always very long, so long that every time it may be the blue sea turned into mulberry fields.

Pidgeot is different from Fearow. They don’t have a long life. For them, Mew’s memory is the longest. Mew’s memories are that a young girl gave their wounds little by little medicine and bandaged them.

So the two enemies settled in Valley in this way, guarding the town, day after day, year after year, until the winter snow came, and the soul returned to the land that nurtured him.

The Fall Feather Festival ended completely with the departure of all Flying Type Pokemon. Most of the Flying Type Pokemon still wandering in the town are consciously able to withstand the severe cold and live in Valley.

Two days later, Chikorita’s illness has recovered. Now she is chasing Chansey and the others in the yard of the Pokemon Center. Joy said that Chikorita is less than one year old. This is when she loves to play. Luther and Miya simply asked the Pokemons to accompany her. Play as entertainment outside of training.

Miya’s Pokemon is okay, and it’s not the first time I have come into contact with a newly hatched Pokemon baby, Luther’s side is amazing.

There is a cute “toy” in the team, and all the big guys go up to the left and right, if it wasn’t for Chansey to hold Marill’s head, Marill would like to give it a try. After all, Chikorita has a Fragrance on his body. It smells pretty good.

Luther probably understood Chikorita’s past from Chansey’s gestures.

I don’t know if she was abandoned as a dead egg, or simply because Chikorita’s mother had an accident and never came back. In short, Chikorita has been alone since she was born. When she was hazy and struggling to crawl out of the eggshell, Right in that tree hole.

For a Pokemon, this is another difficulty in survival at Hell Level. No one teaches some survival knowledge and tells her the basic common sense of this World. Everything depends on instinct. Normally, such Pokemon is difficult to survive in the wild.

Chikorita’s first meal was egg liquid, and there was still a lot of egg liquid left. She was so hungry that she was cowering in the tree hole to find her mother. She even gnawed the eggshell and swallowed it.

Fortunately, she was lucky. Today’s spring thaw quickly. The lush vegetation near her tree hole provides a rich source of food. She only needs to stretch out the Vine Whip a little and pat the branches, and many little Berry will fall down.

The river is also very close, which makes it not so easy for her to have an accident with a grumpy Pokemon after walking away.

Chikorita’s good fortune did not last long, at least until a few days ago.

Feeling the cold weather, she started to store Berry, but this was not a very good thing to accomplish, because all the Pokemon were busy collecting food for the winter.

Chikorita can say nothing else except Berry in front of her tree cave. Instead, an Ursaring who was digging a stake gave her a bit of Berry that she couldn’t bury… but Chikorita didn’t dare to take it.

Seeing Ursaring stacking Berry aside, indicating that she can take some casually, Chikorita’s only reaction is: trap!

She bit the Berry she had collected and ran all the way, carefully hiding in the small mound she had made near the tree hole for 2 or 3 days before returning to the tree hole.

Luther has a black line. This naive Ursaring… seems to be the one who exchanged Lum Berry with himself.

If it’s the Ursaring, Chikorita shouldn’t have a problem with how much, at least when exchanging with herself, this big guy is very talkative.

Chikorita still feels that the pile of Berry he has collected can survive the long winter. Luther can’t bear to tell her that those Berry can’t even let her last for a month, and even Ursaring knows that he may go out to supplement food in winter to prevent frostbite. Lum Berry must be prepared in advance. 99% of Chikorita, a guy who is neither prepared for cold protection nor has enough food, cannot survive the first month after snowfall.

Miya worked hard all morning and finally finished the masterpiece in his hand.

In the morning, she bought a soft blanket on Featherfall Town, changed it a bit, and made a cotton coat belonging to Chikorita.

While Chikorita was still rubbing Espurr’s face, Miya grabbed her and put her clothes on.

At first, Chikorita twisted her body awkwardly, and after a while, feeling the warmth surrounding her, she threw herself into Miya’s arms happily.

Tatsuya’s silhouette appeared in the yard, and Luther hurriedly greeted him.

“Actually, I think the crest might be cooler. It would be too wasteful for you to make a collar.”

Luther smiled bitterly: “There is no way, consider that we are still traveling, the backpack capacity is limited, and it is made into a crown. It is also a problem to replace it and store it someday.

Tatsuya felt that what Luther said made sense, and gave Luther a feather-woven collar and a small feather fan.

Tatsuya is also very versatile. You did good cooking with one hand. This kind of weaving work is also very delicate. Luther touched the feather fan and knew that Tatsuya must have been thinking about it in the past two days. Pokemon’s feathers just dropped are not easy to handle, no. Simply process it.

Because of the tradition of falling feathers, there is no shortage of craftsmen in the town who eat this meal. In Tatsuya’s words, the nearby towns and even cities may not have good craftsmanship here.

The average person has only 2 or 3 feathers, and it is almost enough to make a crown in 3 or 4 years. It is estimated that Luther is so extravagant and directly made into a fan.

Before Luther put the fan in his backpack, travelers from other places asked him to buy this fan. Last night, the scene of the feather fall in the center of Pokemon has been posted on the Internet. Not to mention the town, people nearby know that someone has obtained a lot of feather fall Blessing.

As the new year approaches, this kind of blessed and festive object is very attractive. The locals who believe that the fall of feathers can only be held by themselves have gradually faded this concept in the process of generations of inheritance, and the transaction has become Something acceptable.

But it is a pity that some people want to buy and no one wants to sell is the norm.

Luther rejected everyone who wanted to trade this fan, not for sale, absolutely not for sale.

This is not a commodity, but 3 Pokemons for myself, the best wish of my Pokemon.

The belief in just 2 checkmate Pokemon is priceless, and bargaining is tarnishing everything they did for Chikorita.

When the collar was wrapped around Chikorita’s neck, Chikorita suddenly stopped making trouble. She sniffed and seemed to perceive that this was the breath of the three big birds last night.

Before he had time to continue feeling, Marill finally caught the moment Chansey was fed the pudding by Miya and rushed over, hugged Chikorita’s body, and licked the leaves on Chikorita’s head with his tongue.

Before Chikorita had time to Struggle, Marill stuck her tongue out and flashed to the side…smelt the fragrance, but tasteless when licked, lost!

Marill couldn’t escape, but Jumpluff and Kirlia, who had been taking care of Chikorita, caught her.

A child with the same Attribute came to the team, and Jumpluff was the most excited. Seeing Marill always teasing Chikorita, Jumpluff decided to give Marill some small sect training.

Luther turned his head and decided to ignore Marill’s howling. Anyway, she was okay with a Pokemon when she waited for dinner, so there was no need to worry.

Luther’s experience of being hatched by Chikorita thought of the Pokemon egg in his backpack.

Wild eggs will not be put on the market after 3 months of observation, and it will take about one to three months for the trainer to hatch normally.

Luther felt that Chikorita had a higher probability of being discarded as a dead egg. Obviously Chikorita’s incubation time exceeded the Trainer’s psychological expectations, and the silent Pokemon egg made him think of giving up during the trip.

Luther touched the Pokemon egg and said with emotion: “It’s okay, don’t worry, I have a lot of time and can afford it.”

Before the night fell, Luther and Joy came to Valley with some Pokemon food.

After the Feather Fall Festival, Valley has recovered a lot of vitality. Many Pokemon returned here with the hay and dead branches found in the woods near the town, and continued to consolidate their nest on the rock wall. They were very busy.

After putting the pushed half-cart of Pokemon food on the Ground, Joy took a breath and shouted in the direction of the moved towards the rock wall: “Fearow, Pidgeot, I’m coming to see you!”

Pokemon, who was busy, looked back at Joy and turned back after realizing that it had nothing to do with him.

“It’s really not possible. Go to the town, okay?” Seeing that there was no response, Joy continued to shout, “The town has always built huts for you. It will definitely be very comfortable.”

Chikorita followed Joy and yelled with Joy in a low voice. She also wanted to see those two funny looking birds again.

Luther and Miya watched as Joy walked all the way and shouted. On the rock wall on the 2nd side, occasionally some Pokemon would stretch out their heads and glance at Joy, but there was no silhouette of Pidgeot and Fearow.

On the way back, Joy looked disappointed. Miya didn’t know how to comfort Joy, so he motioned to Luther to come on.

Just as Luther wanted to say something, Joy spoke first.

“They don’t seem to care about me.”

“They just don’t want to see you.”

Miya looked confused, is this persuasive?

“In their opinion, death is contagious to the atmosphere of sadness. Since it will make you unhappy, it is better to stop like this. It is good for both sides.”

“Do you think so too?”

“Correct.”

Joy lowered his head bleakly, and Luther said suddenly.

“But what I think and what you want to do are two different things. This view is that their opinions have nothing to do with you. I am you. I will go to the Valley and shout every day. If it doesn’t work, I’ll take a tape recorder. Okay, let’s repeat it all day.”

“Pidgeot and Fearow can continue to shrink, but his neighbors may not be happy.”