After the Pokémon finished their Pokémon food, Shinji returned them all to their Poké Balls.
Kebi encouraged Piplup and Chimchar to keep using their skills to destroy the Rocks, while he took out various materials to crush and grind.
He took out a casserole, added the powdered medicinal herbs with water, and began to boil them.
Shinji had already taken out his sleeping bag, preparing to sleep, and showed no interest in the herbs Kebi was boiling.
Looking at Chimchar, who was too tired to even spark fire, Kebi smiled and said,
“Alright, that’s enough for today.”
Chimchar lowered his head, a bit dejected, and Kebi walked over to pat his fluffy head.
“Keep working hard tomorrow, and you’ll definitely be able to break two stones at once.”
Monitoring the heat of the herbs, Kebi massaged Piplup and Chimchar, then took out their training meals.
“Eat.”
Shinji, with his eyes closed, spoke coldly:
“Such a gentle attitude will only make Pokémon lazy and prevent them from unleashing their full potential.”
“Not massaging or treating Pokémon after training, and relying on their own recovery ability, is what truly wastes their potential.”
Shinji suddenly sat up: “You are too weak!”
You… as expected, Shinji still hasn’t let go of the Reiji matter.
Kebi spread his hands, “We can’t convince each other, so why don’t we settle it at next year’s Lily of the Valley Conference? We can prove our philosophies with our performance at the Lily of the Valley Conference.”
“Let’s see who is right and who is wrong, how about it?”
Shinji stared at Kebi for a while before he nodded and lay back down.
After boiling the herbs into a black paste, Kebi moved the casserole away.
After it cooled, he put the paste into jars, then waved to Piplup and Chimchar, who were playing after eating.
Kebi used his hand to scoop out the remaining paste from the casserole and applied it to Piplup’s wings, legs, throat, and abdomen.
And to Chimchar’s fists, abdomen, throat, and legs.
“It might be a bit stimulating, but you must endure it.”
As soon as it was applied, Piplup felt cool and comfortable.
But as the paste’s effects gradually permeated deeper into his body, the stimulation on Piplup’s body grew stronger. Piplup gritted his teeth, standing still.
Chimchar jumped twice in pain, then saw Piplup standing perfectly still.
His competitive spirit immediately flared up; if Piplup could do it, how could he not!
Kebi waited until they had almost absorbed the medicinal power into their bodies, then extended Heal Pulse from his hands, enveloping Piplup and Chimchar’s bodies.
This eliminated their physical fatigue and mental stress, allowing them to better digest the medicinal power of the herbs after returning to their Poké Balls.
Just the process of absorbing the paste increased Piplup’s Special Attack by 2 points and Special Defense by 1 point, while Chimchar’s Special Attack increased by 1 point and Speed by 1 point.
It was getting late, so Kebi also took out his sleeping bag and lay down to sleep.
The next day, after bidding farewell to Shinji, Kebi continued his search for the Treecko tribe in the forest.
After searching for over an hour, he didn't even see a shadow of a Treecko.
However, Kebi noticed some trees had signs of damage, and he also found some fragments of capture nets.
The damage to the tree trunks was very fresh, likely occurring just today.
That Pokémon Hunter should be hunting nearby.
Kebi’s eyes darted around; he decided to find this Pokémon Hunter to see what Pokémon the Hunter was targeting and if he had a chance to pick up any leftovers.
The Pokémon captured by a Pokémon Hunter would not have poor aptitude.
Kebi released his psychic power, scanning the surrounding trees to determine the chronological order of the marks on the trees, thereby ascertaining the Pokémon Hunter’s direction of travel.
After confirming the direction, Kebi quickened his pace to follow.
After chasing for over ten minutes, Kebi heard noisy, piercing bird calls ahead.
Kebi immediately used Confusion to lift himself into the sky, seeing a Fearow circling and flying not far away, occasionally diving down, only to quickly ascend again.
Fearow, a common Pokémon used by villainous Pokémon Hunters.
Kebi felt his target was just ahead.
Landing and quickening his pace, Kebi weaved through the forest.
Soon, he heard popping sounds of firing.
It was the capture net launcher commonly used by Pokémon Hunters.
Ahead was an open space, and Kebi hid behind a tree.
Observing the changing situation ahead.
The combatants were a tall man holding a capture net launcher and a Fearow.
【Fearow】
【lv70 lv38】
【Ability: Keen Eye】
【Aptitude: Blue (55/100)】
And their opponents were a group of Nuzleaf.
The Nuzleaf were skilled at using Razor Leaf and Seed Machine Gun.
Razor Leaf broke through the capture nets fired by the Pokémon Hunter multiple times, and Seed Machine Gun formed a barrage of fire, blocking Fearow’s attacks.
The Nuzleaf also occasionally let out long howls, as if calling for support.
While battling the Pokémon Hunter, the Nuzleaf covered their injured companions, helping them escape deeper into the forest.
The leading Nuzleaf made Kebi’s eyes light up.
【Nuzleaf】
【lv70 lv22】
【Ability: Chlorophyll】
【Aptitude: Blue (99/100)】
Its aptitude might not be exceptionally outstanding, but the Nuzleaf’s battle talent was very strong, precisely commanding its companions to respond to the attacks of Fearow and the Pokémon Hunter.
Otherwise, they wouldn’t have been able to fight and flee for so long.
The Pokémon Hunter’s face was grim, “I didn’t expect a group of Nuzleaf to be so troublesome. It seems I must hit them hard.”
The Pokémon Hunter took another Poké Ball from his belt.
Kebi saw clearly that the Pokémon Hunter only had two Poké Balls on his belt.
With a flash of white light, a colossal creature made a grand appearance.
Accompanied by a roar, the Nuzleaf’s breathing seemed to stop.
Tyranitar!
Kebi had to admit, the oppressive presence of this monster, standing over two and a half meters tall, was indeed intense.
Sure enough, the Pokémon owned by Pokémon Hunters were indeed few in number, but they were all exceptional.
【Tyranitar】
【lv70 lv60】
【Ability: Sandstorm】
【Aptitude: Gold (1/100)】
Although Tyranitar’s aptitude had just entered the gold tier, it was indeed drool-worthy.
Kebi stroked his chin, it seemed he had no choice but to step in himself, cosplay as the Iron-Masked Marauder, and return Tyranitar to its true owner.
Tyranitar plus Fearow, a sturdy build plus dark green hair.
Could this guy be Aron, the Pokémon Hunter who was sent to prison by Ash and his friends?
If Tyranitar’s Poké Ball hadn’t been snatched by Growlithe, he would have at least escaped.
As soon as Tyranitar appeared, the Nuzleaf’s Razor Leaf and Seed Machine Gun appeared exceptionally weak.
Even if the leading Nuzleaf quickly recovered and commanded its companions to focus fire on Tyranitar.
But their attacks simply couldn’t break through Tyranitar’s powerful defense.
Aron grinned, waving his large hand, “Tyranitar, Hyper Beam!”
An orange-yellow beam of light spewed from Tyranitar’s mouth, landing in the center of the Nuzleaf formation and exploding into a large hole in the ground.
All the Nuzleaf were blown away.
Just as Aron aimed his capture net gun at the Nuzleaf, preparing to capture them.
A vast, long howl echoed from deep within the forest, and sudden gusts of strong wind surged.
This sound is!
Kebi was a little excited; the Nuzleaf’s cry for help had finally summoned a master.
As a snowy white wind blade struck Tyranitar’s massive body, pushing him back two heavy steps.
A majestic Shiftry instantly appeared in front of the Nuzleaf.
