Pokemon To The Top

"Why?" Mark asked without thinking.

"Go east, high mountains and dense forests, and I want to go to Mt. Pyre!"

"Mt. Pyre? I heard about it when I was in Hoenn, it seems It is the famous Pokémon cemetery, where many trainers will bury the dead Pokémon."

George said as he recalled that he had stayed in the Hoenn Region for a short time and was lucky enough to conquer it. A Kirlia.

"The tomb...the cemetery?" Mark turned a white face on the side, and his face was full of I can't, I don't want, I refuse!

"Well, there are still a lot of Ghost Type Pokémon living there. I want to take Gengar to explore, maybe there is something to gain."

Mo Yan pretended not to see Mark's Rejected, as if I had planned everything.

"I have no objection!"

George's attitude that it's OK, OK, and okay made Mark's face white again.

"Should we go south? Look at this Slateport City, Sunshine Beach is so good! Are you right, Brother George?"

"Well, it's also good "George nodded," he secretly smiled.

Mo Yan glanced at Mark and said softly, "Are you afraid of ghosts?"

"Where is it!"

"Aren't you afraid?"

"Not at all afraid!"

"Really?"

"Really...really!"

"Okay, that's Mt. Pyre !"

"Ok...Huh!"

Mark's right hand waved for a while in the air, and he forgot to put it down, just staring blankly at Mo Yan .

Why did he get caught in a few sentences?

Oh my god, going to the cemetery?

So uncomfortable...

...

2nd day, the three of them packed their luggage and set off from the hotel early in the morning to formally head towards Mt. Pyre.

Looking at the unlovable expression on Mark's face, George kindly enlightened him.

"From here to Mt. Pyre, there is probably a half a month trip. After all, the mountains are so long and it is not easy to walk."

"Half a month arrived?" Mark He looked surprised, then relaxed and regained his spirit.

Sure enough, simple-minded people are not only good at communicating (coaxing), but also never advance their future troubles.

A happy day is a day!

Out of Mauville City, all the way to the east, after walking for a long time, the three of them came to a small Harbor.

Harbor is just the size of a market, and a few ferries are dangling by the Harbor and left unattended.

From Harbor, a long strip of land can be vaguely seen in the distance, and several ferries are not long-distance ships, but only used to ferry residents on both sides of this port.

The three bought the latest SS Ticket and immediately boarded the ship.

The distance between the two sides of the coast is not far, and the ferry only takes about two hours to reach the opposite side.

Mo Yan put Sharpedo into the sea. Sharpedo, who hadn't seen the sea for a long time, was so excited that he took off and jumped around the ferry!

Sharpedo's huge body made the captain jump off, thinking that the Sharpedo tribe came to attack the ship.

"The little child now is really amazing. He has such a strong power at such a young age."

The old captain steadied the steering wheel and said with sorrow looking at the mighty Sharpedo. ,

Looking at this, the old captain is obviously a person with a story.

George is busy making food for the Pokémons. There are eleven Pokémons for three people. The food consumed every day is not a small amount.

Moreover, most of Mo Yan's Pokémon are relatively strong, and they eat more with a lot of physical exertion every day!

Especially since Mo Yan does not need to prepare each meal by himself, the training time can be more.

In addition, George is also responsible for the Pokémon’s injury treatment, recording the growth status, regular physical examinations and so on from time to time.

So, an outstanding Pokémon Breeder is really very popular!

Whether it is West or George, Mo Yan has traveled alone with them for a period of time. He knows whether there is any difference between Breeder or not.

As for Mark, in the captain's shocked eyes, he kept catching some Pokémon that Hoenn locals would cherish!

Horsea, Luvdisc, and Corphish will not be mentioned, Huntail and Gorebyss are also barely acceptable, after all, good luck.

But it was just Milotic just now, right?

Hey!

Milotic eh!

Why did the chicken coop in front of me just let Milotic run away with two elated praises?

How many Pokémon of Water Type trainers yearn for something even in dreams, just... let go?

The captain clutched his chest and decided not to look at the chicken coo head anymore, otherwise the heart would soon be unable to stand it.

Mo Yan is also paying attention to this scene. He can see that there is a clear desire to subdue in George's eyes, and it is very strong!

Although Mark may not know how much Milotic is cherished, so he did not accept it.

But in the Pokémon he caught, there are also some Pokémon that are rare and powerful in Johto, such as Horsea and Cloyster.

Moreover, there is only one Arbok from start to finish George, and he is very taboo when it comes to accepting it, which makes him very puzzled.

After thinking about it for a long time, Mo Yan decided to take the initiative to intervene. After all, it is the mascot of the team, and he still needs to care about it.

"Eh, Boss Mo Yan, what do you want to see Pokémon? You say, I will catch it for you!"

Mark sees Mo Yan sitting next to him, thinking that Mo Yan has something Pokémon wanted to conquer, and immediately recommended himself enthusiastically.

"Why don't you take a few of them yourself?" Straight to the point, straight to the point, Mo Yan asked directly.

"Huh? Forget it, I have Arbok, it's great, it's very reliable!" Mark shook his head like a husky, and by the way praised Arbok lying next to him in the Rest.

"Chacha?" Arbok raised the snake's head in confusion, as if he heard his master praise him for being handsome!

Hey, elated!

Arbok moved his body, put his snakehead into Mark's arms, found a comfortable position, and continued to sleep on his stomach.

It is hard to imagine that Arbok, who has always been fierce, is so clingy, comparable to Umbreon.

"No, you want to subdue Pokémon!" Mo Yan's determined tone made Mark's fishing action stop instantly.

Mo Yan didn't urge to ask, Mark lowered his head in silence, and hung the fishing rod on the stand, gently stroking Arbok's snake head with his hands.

"I think, but I don't dare!" Mark whispered softly, his tone erratic, obviously lost in memory.

At this time, George was almost finished. Seeing the two sitting next to each other, he immediately leaned in curiously.

"Brother George!"

George waved his hand to signal that he was not so polite, and then he sat next to Mark on the other side.

"When I met it, it was just an Ekans, but in order to subdue it, Ekans and I almost lost our lives!"

Mo Yan and George both had It's a little thump, is it to subdue a phobia?

"But luckily I got it, but when I got the second Pokémon, which is a Hoothoot..."

When Mark said this, he paused for a long time. Slowly said, "There was an accident and I fell seriously injured, Hoothoot...dead"