Pokemon To The Top

Mo Yan didn't elaborate, but the shock of the ghost ship organization to the two of them was not small.

But they are also not considered as fledgling Rookie trainers, although they know that darkness has always existed, but didn't expect to be so close to them.

Similarly, this is also a psychological breakthrough for Mo Yan. When he can personally tell what happened to the ghost ship organization, it also means that he has truly let go.

"Don't be so nervous, if it weren't for this, how could I meet Zoroark and Gengar?" Mo Yan said, silently adding Pupitar to them.

"That's right, now, George is here for you!"

"Kirlia is the partner I met in Hoenn Region. I just came here when I was born. Familiar, even because of regional relations, I don’t understand the language very much."

"On the way from Petalburg City to Mauville City, I accidentally ran into the Pokémon riot, which was blocked for a long time. Florges and Gogoat were helpless. When I thought I was out of help, Kirlia used Teleport to take me away from there."

"wa!" Mark doesn't know how to describe this enviable The madness of the encounter, a thousand words finally converged into a word wow.

"Qilu~"

Kirlia has always been a quiet little girl. Although she usually doesn't have a high sense of existence, she can see that she is a very reliable Pokémon.

Furthermore, like this Pokémon, who is high-valued, strong, and loyal to the trainer, anyone who is yearn for something even in dreams wants to get one.

Include Mo Yan!

Immediately after, Mo Yan recounted the scene of encountering Houndoom. There was a fight of this kind in the middle, and Mark was so hooked and excited.

As night fell, the bonfire was constantly burning, and the light of the fire reflected the eyes of the three people and the Pokémon.

Before this, they had never talked so happily, even Mo Yan, who didn't talk very often, had a smile on his mouth at all times.

The three chatted a lot and got to know each other a lot. For the first time, Mo Yan and George knew that Mark’s wish was to open a Pokémon coffee shop.

"Pokémon coffee shop must keep those cute and explosive Pokémon, such as Smoochum, Pichu, Skitty, cherry blossom seeds, Togepi, etc., etc.!"

Just say it! , Mark has already drooled out.

"But what if you can't subdue Pokémon" Mo Yan brought him back to reality, but Mark had already thought of a solution.

"I put the coffee shop under my father's name, and then paid an adventurer to help my dad catch Pokémon, and then I went to work and apply for the manager!"

Mo Yan and George was surprised by Mark's logic, but George soon felt that it was wrong.

"Then why are you traveling? Now you can go home and prepare to open a shop"

"I think too, but I don't have enough money, you know how many cute little ones are Is it expensive? How much does it cost to open a store? And if so many cuteness arouses other people's evil thoughts, I must be able to protect them! So of course I have to come out and practice."

Yes, It seems that Mark still has some thoughts about his dream, knowing what he lacks and what he needs to do.

Although he usually looks lazy, but he is just more playful, greedy, love to sleep late, road idiot, sloppy, timid, not mindful, procrastinated, 3 minutes heat, conquering Pokémon is terrible...

Forget it, at least he is good luck, eh!

Perhaps everyone in Pokémon World has had a Champion dream since childhood, but as they grow older, those who feel at home wherever one is content, can live happier and more comfortable.

I don’t know if Mark’s Pokémon Cafe will appear in Mo Yan, but at least he can live happily everyday all, which is good.

"Eh eh, Exeggcute egg!"

Suddenly, Mark yelled out loud. Mo Yan was startled and quickly looked around, only to see the frequency of Pokémon eggs flickering. It speeds up a lot, and it flashes almost every second.

"It’s okay, but it’s about to hatch, Mo Yan, you stay here, Mark and I will help you prepare some things for the new Pokémon."

"Well, thanks!"

"Hey, I'm not going! I want to see Pokémon eggs hatch!"

"You can see it from a distance..."

Mo Yan smiled in his heart as he watched George forcibly drag Mark away. He knew what the other party meant.

When Pokémon was born, Normal would regard the creature he first saw as his relatives, and would have a strong dependence on him.

This kind of dependence is very precious to every trainer, so when the Pokémon eggs hatch, it is best for unrelated people to take the initiative to dodge.

Aside from all this, Mo Yan hugged the Pokémon egg in front of him and stared at it with his eyes slightly squinted.

This Pokémon egg is not in the range of Dark Force's emotional feedback, so it must not be the Pokémon of those six Attributes.

The egg in front of me is all golden yellow, so it is likely to be an Electric Type Pokémon.

Mo Yan has already made up his mind, no matter what Pokémon is hatched, he will do his best to train him.

It doesn’t matter if you are a Pokémon who is not good at fighting.

Mo Yan thought about it, looking at the white light flashing faster and faster, Mo Yan couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

"Doss~"

Ariados is next to Mo Yan. It is also a little nervous. It is a rare thing to see the birth of a Pokémon with his own eyes.

Finally, when the white light stopped flickering, the entire Pokémon egg opened and burst into dazzling rays of light. The rays of light lasted for more than ten seconds before they gradually dissipated.

When all the rays of light dissipated, a little yellow cutie lay obediently on the soft blanket.

It opened its dark and wet eyes ignorantly, and saw Mo Yan at first sight.

"Pika ～丘～"

"Welcome to this World!" Mo Yan leaned down and gently stroked his head with his index finger.

Pikachu rubbed comfortably, his glasses narrowed into a slit, and his lightning-shaped tail stood up, obviously very happy.

"Come on, Mo Yan!"

George patted Mo Yan's shoulder in a low voice, and at the same time handed over a milk bottle containing the most suitable moo milk for young Pokémon.

"little fellow, try this!"

Mo Yan picked up Pikachu, tilted the bottle, and started feeding skillfully.

"Qiu~"

The taste of Moo milk is obviously very popular with Pikachu. After a bite, he held the baby bottle and lay in Mo Yan's arms and drank it happily. Get up.

"So cute, I will have a Pikachu in my coffee shop in the future!" Mark suppressed his voice and said excitedly.

Pikachu, who was full, immediately hit a Yawn. Pokémon, a young baby, just ate and slept and ate, and tried hard to grow up.

Each minding their own business found a comfortable posture in Mo Yan's arms, Pikachu closed his eyes and soon snored.