Chapter 688: The Girl Over There, Don't Come Any Closer
The wind on the plateau blew gently. In the blink of an eye, a month had passed.
The figure of a loli disappeared from the Nebel Plateau, and was replaced by the figure of a young girl.
"Sigh." Kazuya looked at his increasingly feminine reflection on the river surface and couldn't help but sigh.
Sighing. Had become his daily routine.
The speed of his level up was slower than he expected, but evolution came faster than he imagined. Probably because he had been focusing on training his Psychic power, the Psychic energy in his body became saturated, which triggered an early evolution. This led to Kazuya evolving into Kirlia at Lv.18.
As for. That bow of Cynthia's. It had now become Kazuya's bow. It just so happened that the red horns on his head could clip it in place, so it wouldn't easily fall off.
Kazuya raised his hand, balled it into a fist, and punched forward forcefully. Weak and powerless. This made him shake his head. A generation's Fighting Grandmaster, reduced to this state.
But Kazuya wasn't in a hurry. Once he trained other elemental energies and relied on his close-combat skills, even with this frail body, he could display the demeanor of a Grandmaster.
It's just that... There really wasn't a need for it. Trying to get into close combat with a Psychic-type Pokémon was somewhat difficult.
"Psychic Queen, truly living up to the name." Kazuya glanced at his panel and muttered to himself.
Although Kazuya could only be called a Psychic Girl right now. This talent was already evident.
It wasn't the "White" potential. But the move pool. At a mere Lv.20, he naturally mastered 8 moves. And most of them were highly effective moves in actual combat.
Especially "Teleport". In the field of Psychic powers, this move is considered an 'advanced technique'. When Kazuya learned this move in his previous life, he had already been exploring the field of Psychic powers for decades. But in the eyes of Psychic-type Pokémon, Teleport is easy to master and not very difficult.
Of course. For them. The effect of the Teleport move is not as significant as in Kazuya's hands. Unless it's a Fighting and Psychic-type Pokémon like Gallade.
"Cha-bo." A heroic cry came from behind.
"Injured again? Hawlucha." Kazuya smiled, turned around, and looked at the Pokémon behind him.
The upright eagle behind him had its left arm bent, clearly suffering a not-so-light injury. Hawlucha. Fell from the sky a week ago. Although cautious, it didn't actively attack other Pokémon, so it gained everyone's approval and was allowed to live on the Nebel Plateau.
Pokémon like Hawlucha are full of fighting spirit every day, similar to Machop and Pancham, since they are all Fighting-type Pokémon. But the difference is. When this Hawlucha does its special training, it often fails to grasp the limit, causing itself to get injured and having to come find Kazuya.
Now, everyone on the Nebel Plateau. Would come to Kazuya whenever there was a problem. He had become an existence akin to a Pokémon Doctor.
Of course. Kazuya wasn't that amazing. He was just utilizing his years of wilderness survival experience. Perhaps only after he learned Life Dew and Heal Pulse could he slightly be called a doctor.
"Cha-bo... Cha-bo." Hawlucha walked up and knelt in front of Kazuya. This wasn't some grand gesture of respect. It was purely a species habit of the Hawlucha line.
Every Pokémon has habits imprinted in their genes by their species. Take Hawlucha for example. Their most obvious habit is that before every finishing blow, they must strike a flamboyant pose. Even if it means being counterattacked and the situation completely reversing. They can't change this habit.
"Lift your arm. How did you get injured?" Kazuya reached out and grabbed its arm.
In this situation. If he had the omnipotent Aura power, it would be great; he could immediately perform some degree of external trauma healing. But in this life, Kazuya hadn't started training his Aura power yet. So he couldn't do that right now.
"Cha-bo... Cha-bo."
"As expected, leaping off the waterfall—this kind of training is still too early for you." Kazuya sighed and shook his head. He stood up and headed under the weird giant tree in the center of the plateau, and Hawlucha quickly followed.
From his first life. Kazuya had the habit of hoarding supplies when surviving in the wild. Especially various berries and herbs with special effects. This life was no exception.
Everyone on the Nebel Plateau helped Kazuya collect these things, as they might need to use them too. Every time everyone went out, if they saw things Kazuya had used, they would collect some on their way back.
About fifteen minutes passed. Hawlucha's left arm was wrapped up like a white stick. He reached out with his right hand and touched the straight wooden stick wedged outside his left arm, seeming to feel a bit uncomfortable.
Smack! "Endure the discomfort. You can take the wooden stick off in two days." Kazuya slapped away his right hand and gave an instruction.
The gauze used for wrapping was brought by Floette; she played with it like a ball of yarn. As for Hawlucha's injury. For a human, a bent arm is not a light injury and requires a long time to recover. But for a Pokémon, it's not that serious. With Hawlucha's constitution. The cloth could be removed in two days.
Behind a certain tree. Pancham was secretly watching this side.
Since Kazuya evolved, Pancham rarely appeared in front of him. It wasn't that Pancham's affections had shifted. It was purely a matter of pride. Being only 1.2 meters tall, Pancham was too embarrassed to stand in front of the 1.6-meter-tall Kazuya, and didn't even dare to look at those red eyes.
So he only dared to hide in the distance and watch quietly. Only under one circumstance. Would he actively jump out. This matter will be mentioned later.
"Wan..." Pancham glanced at the colorfully feathered, sturdy Hawlucha. Then he looked down and grabbed his own furry, flabby belly.
He instantly broke down. We are both Fighting-type Pokémon, and I don't train much less than you on a daily basis. Why are you covered in muscles, while I am covered in fat?
"Wan!" Pancham gritted his teeth, turned his head to take one last look at the youthful and beautiful "girl" in the distance, and then turned and headed towards the deep mountains.
He was going to train! If he didn't evolve into a majestic and domineering Pangoro, he wouldn't come out!
On this day. Pancham disappeared from the Nebel Plateau.
Everyone was very worried about him. But later they heard that when Luxray was strolling in the forest, he had seen Pancham training hard. So everyone felt relieved and basically went on with their own lives.
One afternoon.
Boom! An explosion echoed from a distance. The Pokémon on the plateau were all startled and turned to look in the direction the explosion sound came from. The flower field.
"Has it appeared?" Looking at the mushroom cloud over the flower field, Kazuya muttered.
He immediately turned over and sat on Amaura's back, riding it and heading towards the flower field with everyone.
Before they even got close. "Achoo—!!" A deafening sneeze came from the flower field.
The next moment. The flowers seemed to have suffered the impact of a strong airflow; colorful flowers were blown flying into the sky one after another.
"Di-lu-xi!" Amaura's eyes widened, anger appearing in its pupils. Those were the small flowers Floette cared for with all her heart. If Floette knew her small flowers were blown away by someone else, she would definitely be very angry.
"Let's go take a look." Kazuya reached out and stroked its head, letting Amaura continue approaching.
Luxray, as the strongest Pokémon. Naturally stood at the forefront of the group, the fur all over its body standing up, electric light sparking; it had clearly prepared for battle.
The Luxray family is mostly a very typical lion pride structure. Male Luxray only have two places to go. Act as the leader of a Luxray pride. Or act as a solitary Luxray.
Generally speaking. Solitary male Luxray. Are either losers in the battle for leadership. Or individuals who have just evolved and are driven out by the leader.
The level of this Luxray on the Nebel Plateau had clearly exceeded the evolution requirement by too much. So it was because he was defeated in the battle for leadership that he was reduced to a solitary state.
Although he was a loser. From another perspective. To have the strength to participate in the battle for leadership, how weak could he be? At least he was stronger than other Luxray of the same species and possessed the heart of a strong one daring to challenge.
Therefore. When facing unknown danger. Luxray didn't retreat, but stepped forward, shielding all the other Pokémon on the Nebel Plateau behind him.
As the distance closed. The culprit who caused the explosion and blew away the flowers finally appeared.
It was exactly Volcanion who had wandered into the flower field by mistake!
In human history, Volcanion holds the titles of "God of the Plains" and "God of Steam". The former is because He once used unparalleled explosive power to level a mountain, creating a plain for humans to live on. The latter is because every move of His is basically accompanied by the birth of steam; steam could be said to be Volcanion's signature.
The Volcanion at this moment... Looked a bit strange in Kazuya's eyes. Simply put. He didn't quite look like that lump of iron in his impression, a combination of tsundere and sharp-tongued.
The eyes of this Volcanion were as pure as a Victini's. Seeing so many Pokémon appear, He actually stepped back several paces in fear.
"Ga-o..." So it's you... Electric light surfaced on Luxray's body, looking as if he planned to give Volcanion electrotherapy.
Loving peace and being decisive in taking action are not mutually exclusive. As a 'magical beast' from the outside, Luxray hadn't lost his wild nature just because he lived on the Nebel Plateau all year round.
At this time. "Wait!" Kazuya's voice sounded.
Everyone turned their heads to look at him, and even Luxray stopped his intent to attack. Kazuya's words. Had to be listened to.
Kazuya breathed a sigh of relief and wiped away non-existent cold sweat from his forehead. "You are too impulsive." Kazuya reached out and stroked Luxray's head.
This guy Volcanion's strength isn't considered top-tier, but wiping out the Pokémon present would be child's play.
He got off Amaura and slowly walked towards Volcanion.
"The girl over there, don't come any closer!" Volcanion's gruff voice sounded. His words clearly contained a mix of being at a loss and warning.
"Huh? You bastard, do you want to start a war with us?"
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