Chương 26: Chapter 26 Will there be a battle? (rewrite)
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Natsu visited the Wood Forest yesterday, so he was familiar with the environment within.
And they just cleared the Forest yesterday, so there won't be any major danger.
Natsu and Weedle followed behind Kenji and Bulbasaur.
He just followed silently without much interest.
It's all about money.
But for Kenji and Bulbasaur, this was a first, and they looked around eagerly, curious about every Wild Pokémon even Catterpie.
This may be a rare pleasure for the rich.
Time passes quickly.
The expected danger didn't appear either. As the sun tilts to the west, according to school rules, Kenji reluctantly brings Natsu back to the gathering place.
After the teacher concluded, they returned to their respective homes to look for their respective mothers.
He refuses Kenji's offer to send him back to the club, and gets off the bus downtown.
Weedle's Pokéblocks were running low, he needed to buy them again, and at the same time figuring out if there was a way to increase Weedle's Poison Type power, he also had an Ekans poison pouch in his hands, which should give Weedle some Help.
Strolling the busy streets.
The city of Saffron is even more beautiful at night. Under the colorful neon lights, a true city view is presented.
Currently, Natsu's outfit doesn't attract much particular attention. Only the eyes of a few young girls would remain staring at him for a while.
Natsu finds a bookstore with a lot of knowledge about Pokemon and enters.
The bookstore that wasn't big before, maybe in this bigger bookstore, he could find the books he wanted.
Bug Type, Poison Type, Dragon Type, Water Type, Fire Type, coordination, battle, a large number of books were placed on the shelves in various categories.
As soon as he entered, you he smelled a faint ink smell.
There weren't many people in the bookstore.
In contrast to other shops where business gets hot at night, the bookstore gets a bit quiet and deserted at night.
Several people wearing thick glasses sat directly on the ground with books in their hands, frowning as they looked at the books in their hands, and sometimes their expressions stretched and suddenly realized.
Not everyone in this world wants to be a Trainer. There are also many people who are curious about Pokemon, only interested in studying Pokemon and being researchers, exploring the mysteries of Pokemon.
Pokémon have existed in this world for an unknown number of years, even since super ancient times, and humans are only taking small steps in learning Pokémon.
For Pokémon, humanity has a long way to go and a lot of research needs to be done.
These researchers, large and small, have undoubtedly provided each Trainer with a wealth of valuable knowledge, which could lead the Trainer to take fewer detours.
Thinking of this, Natsu suddenly pondered.
Immediately smiled helplessly, "Limited by my own subjective thoughts, Pokemon isn't just about fighting."
Compared to battles, Pokémon research is also done by the Alliance. something very important.
There is a sense of awakening.
He believed that if he published some knowledge about Pokémon he knew in his previous life, he might be able to cause quite a stir and make a lot of money at the same time.
However, it is necessary to know more about what the world already knows about what will be published.
"Let's buy the book first, and you can take your time while publishing the article."
Came to the bookshelf about Poison Type Pokémon lore.
His eyes swept quickly.
Not.
After looking through possible books, he still couldn't find a specific description of a Poison Type Pokémon devouring the remaining poison sacs of a Poison Type Pokémon to increase its own toxicity.
After all, it was knowledge that was not accepted by the Alliance, so the chances of writing and publishing it were relatively low.
Kinda reluctant to walk to the bookshelf about types of Pokémon.
Tuk Tuk-
At this time, footsteps sounded in Natsu's ears, and someone also walked to the bookshelf, looked up and swept his eyes, as if he was looking for something.
Although there weren't many people in the bookstore, there were still a few, and Natsu didn't really care.
Draws out this book about making Pokéblocks and matching materials.
"Hey, my friend, your Weedle is a little special."
Weedle lay quietly on Natsu's shoulder, knowing that bookstores needed quiet, and not making noise all the time.
But someone noticed him.
Hearing the voice, Natsu took his eyes off the book and looked in the direction of the voice.
He saw a three-dimensional man in blue clothes with red trim and short red hair, looking at Weedle with curiosity in his eyes.
Seeing this man, Natsu frowned incoherently.
It seemed a little familiar, but he couldn't remember.
"Uh hahaha – sorry, I was just curious, nothing else." The man seemed to notice Natsu's gaze, scratched his head slightly embarrassed, and laughed.
"This is a bookstore," Natsu reminded.
At this time, the man came to his senses, and many eyes in the bookstore were staring at him.
"Sorry, I'm happy, I forgot, I forgot." After speaking, he cast an apologetic look at everyone who looked at him.
Then he said to Natsu: "But it's the first time I've seen Weedle with such a special body, so I can't help myself."
Natsu just nodded and didn't speak. He closed the book in his hand and put it back on the shelf.
After thinking about it, Natsu thought it might be rude, so he stroked his Weedle lightly, and replied, "It's just a little good."
"That's good too. Right." The man could only sigh.
It's really just eating well, and Natsu isn't lying, it's just that what he eats is a little special.
"By the way, I haven't introduced myself yet, tell me, my name is Lance!"
The man suddenly extended his hand towards Natsu with a bright smile.
Lance
Hearing that name, Natsu was stunned for a few seconds.
While Lance's hand was still outstretched.
He understood why he felt familiar with the person in front of him at first, but couldn't remember.
Lance, Lance Royal Dragon!
Dragon-Type Trainer, future Dragon-Type Elite of the Kanto Region, Champion of the Johto Region!
After all, real people are very different from comics.
Most importantly, the iconic cloak and Dragonite are gone.
But how did Lance appear here?
It is such a coincidence?
Slowly stretched out his hand and held it with Lance's hand that had been hanging in the air for a long time, calmly said:
"Natsu."
"Natsu, are you also a Trainer? Can you train Weedle to this level, you must be a great Trainer, right?" Lance admired Natsu's Weedle.
"Woo~"
Hearing someone praise Natsu, Weedle was happier than hearing someone praise him, raised his head proudly, and cried softly.
"Cute little fellow."
Lance smiled and reached out to touch Weedle, but what greeted him was Weedle's guarded horn.
His hands remained in the air for a while, his smile slightly embarrassed.
"It's a bit of a shame. he's my Starter Pokemon, and it's natural to put most of the resources and effort into him." Natsu reassured Weedle.
"Oh?" Lance was astonished, "It's rare to choose Weedle as a Beginner Pokemon. But it's really amazing to be able to train Weedle so well."
Looking at Natsu's outfit, Lance subconsciously thought of him as an Alliance registered Trainer.
And Alliance Trainers, Beginner Pokemon can be provided by the Alliance, but the selection range depends on the contribution made to the Alliance.
Descendants of the person with the highest contribution can of course choose the three that stand out the most as a Beginner Pokemon, namely Bulbasaur, Squirtle, and Charmander.
If the contribution is relatively low, you can choose a slightly inferior Pokémon.
But this is the first time Lance has seen Weedle as a Beginner Pokemon.
"He's amazing."
Natsu said, not saying he wasn't an Alliance trainer.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to underestimate Weedle." Lance thought Natsu had misunderstood.
Natsu shook his head.
Inherent thoughts are difficult to reverse.
"Amazing Weedle! So, Natsu, will there be a duel?" Lance suddenly exclaimed.
Natsu: "???"
Look at him in surprise.
Are you Ash?
An invitation to fight at every turn?
It was just that he had forgotten that the current Ash might still be drinking milk, and the one in front of him was far from being a champion.
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(End of this chapter)
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