Even if it put his life on the line, he might not be able to draw near them. And if that were to happen, half of his moves would be made null and void.
The attacks of these two formidable Pokemon were nothing short of powerful. It was a realization that hit him like a ton of bricks - his body simply couldn't take it anymore.
He quickly assessed the situation and knew what he had to do. Running away had become second nature to him, something he learned when he was at his weakest.
He didn't hesitate to run, for it was the natural thing to do in his mind. He knew that continuing to fight would mean certain death.
As Cain looked at Arbok desperately trying to escape the clutches of his opponents, he remained unmoved.
In a cold voice, he commanded Slowpoke to give it everything it had and deliver the final blow with a devastating Psyshock. After using Calm Mind, Slowpoke's special attack was boosted, and a blue light blazed in its eyes as the invisible Psyshock hurtled towards the fleeing Arbok.
Already battered and bruised, Arbok was no match for Slowpoke's assault. The powerful Psyshock hit it with twice the force of the previous attack, combined with Gastly's Night Shade, it had already been pushed to its mental and physical limits.
Suddenly, Arbok stopped in its tracks. Its eyes turned white, and it fell to the ground with a thud. Without a moment's hesitation, Cain reached for a Pokeball and threw it at the defeated Pokemon.
As the Pokeball made contact with Arbok, a red light burst forth, and it was sucked into the ball. After a brief struggle, the light on the button in the middle of the ball calmed down, indicating that the catch was successful. Slowpoke used Confusion to retrieve the Pokéball and bring it back to Cain.
Cain smiled and gave Slowpoke a pat on the head as a reward for its hard work. With a flick of his wrist, he released Arbok.
Arbok had awakened from his stupor, his gaze flitting towards Cain, who was being protected by the formidable duo of Slowpoke and Murkrow. Fear flickered in his eyes, and he unconsciously recoiled, only to be reminded of the pain coursing through his wounded body.
Cain's words cut through the air like a knife, devoid of any emotion, as he warned the defeated Arbok about the consequences of not obeying his orders. "I don't care what you're thinking. Listen to me, and you'll keep your life. If you have any other thoughts, you won't be able to open your eyes again."
Slowpoke and Murkrow loomed over Arbok, their presence alone enough to drive him to submit. He nodded in agreement, accepting his defeat. After all, what good was pride when it could cost him his life?
Cain brought out a healing spray and tended to Arbok's wounds with practiced ease, making sure to treat its injuries but not enough for full recovery. After all, Cain wasn't one to trust a cunning snake like Arbok completely. As long as it remained alive until it was sold, that would suffice.
Overall, Cain was pleased with the outcome of the battle. Slowpoke and Murkrow had worked together in perfect harmony. Slowpoke had dealt the majority of the damage, thanks to its potent psychic-type moves, while also controlling the situation. Murkrow, on the other hand, had played a crucial role in restraining Arbok, switching between long-range and close-range attacks, and keeping it in check. They had developed an unspoken understanding during their time together, a symbiotic relationship that was hard to break.
This Arbok was no pushover, with a level that was nothing to scoff at and an aptitude that was commendable. Even with Slowpoke's attribute advantage, it took three rounds of attacks to bring him down. Though Arbok had only been able to use his Poison Sting once, his worth was undeniable.
His value was so high that even if they didn't find a Nidoran this time, they would still make a profit. Cain grinned, pleased with the success of their harvest.
Gastly, the ghost-type Pokémon, was an expert at finding treasures. His ethereal form allowed him to slip through cracks and crevices, making it impossible for anything to escape his detection.
Beneath the tree where Arbok made his home, there were piles of bones, surrounded by a dense aura of death. It was enough to satiate Gastly's hunger, and the purple mist around his body condensed, becoming more potent.
Together, the trio of Pokémon scoured the area, uncovering a wealth of valuable materials worth roughly fifty thousand Pokédollars. Amongst their finds were several poisonous items that Cain planned to save for Gastly and Skorupi.
Speaking of Skorupi, the scorpion-like Pokémon lay quietly on Cain's collar, undisturbed by the recent battle. The quality of sleep in the growth stage had taken Cain by surprise, but he was grateful for the little guy's rest.
After clearing the battlefield, Cain and his Pokémon left for the next location marked on their map.
Three hours later, they arrived at the second of three potential locations for Nidoran, as provided by the information dealer. But much to Cain's dismay, they found nothing of interest.
As they journeyed onwards, they encountered nothing out of the ordinary, save for a few skirmishes with some weaker wild Pokémon. They didn't even catch a glimpse of any yellow aptitude Pokémon, rendering the trip a waste.
To break up the monotony, Cain and his Pokémon stopped to rest and deal with their hunger pangs. With plenty of time on their hands, Cain didn't resort to dry food to appease their hunger. Instead, his Pokémon set out to catch some wild rabbits and pheasants, yearning for the taste of barbecued meat.
Of all his Pokémon, it was Miltank who ate the most, relishing in the taste of Cain's barbecued meat. Her rigorous body training had significantly increased her appetite, surpassing that of all the other Pokémon combined.
During their break, Cain also took the time to feed Skorupi milk, who had slept through the morning. After a hearty meal, Skorupi burped and promptly returned to its slumber.
Cain had grown accustomed to caring for the newborn Pokémon, but his thoughts shifted to Gastly, who had reached level 16 after a morning of unrelenting battles. Meanwhile, Murkrow had also reached level 21.
In light of his progress, Murkrow asked Cain to increase his weight again. Cain was happy to oblige, knowing the real reason behind the request.
Murkrow felt that he was falling behind Slowpoke in terms of improvement. With more bug-type Pokémon in the forest, he had the advantage and a chance to level up first. But Murkrow knew it wouldn't be long before Slowpoke also leveled up, and that sense of urgency had put him on edge.
Thus, he took the initiative to ask Cain to increase his weight, determined to give it his all to keep up with Slowpoke's breakneck pace of improvement.
Gastly's rate of leveling up only heightened his sense of peril. He knew that his attribute advantage would give him the edge in a fight against Slowpoke and Gastly, but he was also aware of his inferior aptitude.
As the self-proclaimed big brother, he was eager to take on more responsibility for the team. He would train hard, grow quickly, and prove his worth to his companions, even if they eventually caught up with him.
Gazing upon the third location etched on the map, it lay furthest from Goldenrod City, beckoning Cain to traverse an arduous path. The map depicted a sprawling lake, surrounded by a dense, imposing forest. Nidoran could potentially dwell amidst the forest's shadowy depths.
Cain's initial plan was to investigate the first two locations, which were relatively close by. If he could successfully capture Nidoran, he would be able to return to Goldenrod City on the same day and submit his mission to the Hunter's Guild before venturing forth again.
But if he failed to locate Nidoran at the first two locations, he would have insufficient time to return to Goldenrod City on the same day if he traveled to the third, farthest destination. Should he choose to pursue Nidoran there, Cain would need to rest under the stars, braving the elements and the treacherous terrain as he headed north, weaving his way through a series of linked forests before arriving at Ecruteak City.
Cain deftly folded the map and tucked it into his ring with practiced ease. Without a moment's hesitation, he set forth on the path leading to the final location.
Cain and his companions had already slept in the wild during their time on Purgatory Island, a place much more hostile than their current surroundings. Thus, there was no hint of unease in their hearts.
Yet for novice trainers, or those who had only begun their journey a year or two prior, wilderness survival was a daunting adversary. Countless young trainers perished each year due to the rigors of sleeping in the wild. Despite the danger, more and more trainers continued to undertake such perilous journeys. To Cain's dismay, the Association not only condoned but also encouraged this recklessness, heedless of the mounting casualties, knowing there were always more eager trainers to take their place.
The true geniuses, or those who claimed direct lineage to the Association, had no cause for concern in such trivial matters. Should they falter, it would only suggest their strength and talent were insufficient.
Thus, the Association employed this journey as a test, ruthlessly culling any unworthy junior trainers.
Those who possessed the fortitude to become intermediate trainers had already passed the trial of basic wilderness survival. They formed the backbone of the Association, a significant number with official identities, eclipsed only by the sea of junior trainers.
But advanced trainers were a rare breed. The ability to survive in the wilderness was but a commonplace affair for them.
Be it the Association or its numerous factions, the quantity of advanced trainers was a touchstone to measure a faction's overall strength.
...
Four hours later, Cain and his team finally approached the lake depicted on the map, after careening through the wilds at breakneck speed. Human traces grew scarce as they delved deeper into the feral paradise of the Pokemon.
The Pokemon's strength only mounted as they progressed. By the time they approached the lake, the average Pokemon level had surged to 20.
Staring at the gargantuan lake that stretched almost to infinity, Cain was left dumbstruck.
The information broker had marked a location near the lake, but the lake itself was far larger than indicated on the map. Cain estimated another two hours of arduous trekking to circumvent it entirely.
The activities of wild Pokemon didn't merely revolve around the lake. Many Pokemon visited the lake to drink, making it an unfeasible place to live. Thus, most Pokemon sought residence a couple of kilometers away from the lake.
This development expanded the search area, a daunting prospect. If they were unlucky, the search could extend into the next day.
Cain cursed the information merchant, vexed by the enormity of the Pokemon activity zone. In reality, every information source marked this location as a hotspot for Pokemon activity. And given the vast and diverse ecosystem, any type of Pokemon could potentially be present.
The information merchants weren't always accurate. Yet compared to searching blindly, their clues were preferable.
The sun was already tilting westward, and it seemed that they wouldn't discover anything today. Cain knew he couldn't force it and chose a picturesque spot by the lake to set up camp.
The setting sun illuminated half the sky, casting an orange hue across the lake's surface, creating the impression of a burning painting.
Cain extracted a tent from his space ring and with Slowpoke's Confusion aiding him, he erected it with ease.
Cain fashioned a rudimentary stove out of pebbles by the lake. Retrieving a kettle, he filled it with water from the lake and tossed in a handful of purifying pills. Placing the kettle on the stove, he lit a small fire.
Despite carrying purified water from Goldenrod City, Cain reserved it for dire circumstances since he anticipated living in the wild for a while.
The water in the lake was crystal clear and safe to drink, thanks to the purifying pills. Additionally, the natural water contained essential trace elements and minerals, superior to purified water.
Given the circumstances, Cain still boiled the water before drinking. While Pokemon could drink it without any issue, Cain being human was less resistant to potential contaminants. If he were to get sick, it could lead to further problems. Mild cases of illness caused a brief spell of weakness, while severe cases resulted in vomiting, fainting, or shock.
No one knew what bacteria might infest the lake water. Boiling eliminated 99% of the bacteria, with purifying pills rendering the water almost entirely harmless.
Cain reserved a portion of the boiled water to cool, storing the remainder in his ring for later.
While waiting for the water to cool, Cain sent Murkrow to hunt for tonight's dinner. And the bird did not disappoint, returning continuously with wild rabbits and pheasants.
Meanwhile, Slowpoke relished in the lake, often encountering Goldeen, Magikarp, and Poliwag.
In its idle moments, Slowpoke utilized Confusion to net some fish for their evening meal.
But as Cain and Miltank began to prepare dinner, Murkrow swooped in from a distance, crying out in excitement, "Caw caw!"
Murkrow flipped and darted, conveying something to Cain. Having bonded with Murkrow for some time, Cain understood its fervor.
"Are you saying you spotted a Nidoran?" Cain inquired.
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