Chương 176: Not a Prophet
After watching for so long, if he couldn't understand it, he wouldn't deserve the title of Breeder.
In the end, although this Pokéblock was good and convenient, it was prepared for Trainers or people who needed to buy Pokémon food, or for those who made low-quality food themselves.
For Terrance, this Pokéblock was completely worthless.
Terrance also almost understood its working principle, which was probably to combine and blend Berries suitable for a certain Pokémon, and then crush and condense them into a block in the machine.
During this time, under some unknown process, the nutritions of the Berries were cleverly sealed into the block, which was also the highlight of this machine.
The combination of Berries for different Pokémon should have been researched by that Senior Breeder.
Indeed, the taste of Pokéblocks made from these Berries suited the majority of Pokémon, which was already beyond the usual Pokémon food.
It seems...the achievements of this Senior Breeder Lynn in food production were really not just talk.
However, there were also drawbacks, which Terrance noticed. Pokéblocks still couldn't surpass handmade Pokémon food, at least not for now.
For Beautifly, this Pokéblock was just extremely ordinary food, without any distinguishing features, and its nutritional value and taste couldn't even be compared with what it currently eats.
Currently, the food Terrance's Pokémon eat was the most suitable one he makes based on their tastes, growth conditions, training intensity, after consulting a lot of information, and asking several skilled Breeders within the academy who were good at making Pokémon food. Although it couldn't be said to be the best, it was extremely suitable, cleverly matching their growth progress.
And the biggest credit for this was the guidance given by Teacher Teresa. After her guidance, the food Terrance made for the Pokémon surpassed ordinary nutrition products, both in nutritional value and taste.
Terrance had asked Teresa's Breeder level... but she just smiled and brushed it off, and he had asked other teachers, but they didn't know either.
This puzzled Terrance a lot. Could it be that Teacher Teresa hadn't been certified as a Breeder? But her skill in making Pokémon food... was indeed very impressive and unique, at least different from any concept on the market, showing a personal style.
Terrance suspected whether her skill in making Pokémon food was a legacy of an ancient trade passed down in her family, some kind of special secret recipe?
Anyway, although the food Terrance's Pokémon ate was not perfect, it was the most suitable. With continuous improvement in food, the food Terrance gave them had reached a level which was extremely compatible with them.
So, accustomed to delicacies, why would they care about Pokéblocks? Even if Pokéblocks were superior to the food on the market, they were not enough to satisfy Pokémon belonging to an excellent Breeder.
Terrance understood this point, so he quickly defused the situation.
Overall, this demonstration was successful. Many people were attracted to the Pokéblock Machine and became interested in this new thing, Pokéblocks.
After this batch was over, people dispersed, and Terrance left too.
But someone immediately called out to him. Terrance looked over and saw a youngster next to him.
"Phew, you could really walk fast. I almost couldn't catch up," the person gasped.
"May I ask... is there something you need?" Terrance asked, surprised.
"I just want to confirm... your Beautifly really doesn't like that Pokéblock, right?" the person said.
"Why do you say that?" Terrance was curious.
The youngster said, "I'm a Pokémon Professor, an apprentice kind, but I can confirm that your Beautifly is fine, so the so-called face paralysis you mentioned... doesn't exist."
"...You chased me for such a long time just for this?" Terrance was speechless.
"Ohh, yes, I'd feel uneasy if I didn't clarify it," the other person said.
"Um, I'm Blake, could you satisfy my curiosity, please?" the youngster said, lowering their tone, "Why is it that even though your Beautifly doesn't like it, you still said the Pokéblock is good?"
This person was quick to act, grabbing Terrance's hand, almost calling him "big brother."
"I didn't lie. Although Beautifly doesn't like it, that Pokéblock is still decent," Terrance said helplessly.
"Why?" the other person was puzzled.
"Because I tried it too," Terrance said seriously, "While feeding Beautifly, I also tasted it."
"For most or ninety-nine percent of Beautifly, that Pokéblock can be considered a delicious nutritional product."
"Then, why..." Blake was still puzzled.
"In short, my Beautifly is a bit special, that's all," Terrance said.
"Special...well, big brother, what's your opinion on this Pokéblock Machine?" Blake asked again.
"Opinion?" Terrance chuckled. This Blake was quite a weirdo, and when did he become 'big brother'?
Why is this Blake asking about everything!
However, laymen watch the excitement, while experts discern the intricacies.
Terrance believed that this Pokéblock Machine wouldn't spread widely in a short time.
Firstly, the other party said that currently there was only that model of the machine, which was too restrictive. If it could become like a Pokédex, no... even if it could fit into a backpack, it wouldn't face such an awkward situation.
So, this Pokéblock Machine was destined not to become a standard for Trainers like the Pokédex, which, in a sense, already limited its usefulness.
Secondly!
Based on current observations, the raw ingredients for making the food were fixed, which meant that the taste of Pokéblocks for each Pokémon was fixed!
Pokémon also have senses. Even if something is delicious and nutritious, if they get used to one taste, they'll get tired of it over time.
This was something that couldn't be changed no matter what.
So, this Pokéblock Machine was also doomed not to last like the healing machine at the Pokémon Center.
Fixed recipes and fixed production locations would severely limit the usefulness of the Pokéblock Machine.
If you wanted the Pokéblock Machine to last long, there needed to be more combinations suitable for different Pokémon.
Even for Pokémon with different personalities, there should be choices available, and then, they have to continuously improve the machine, striving for convenience.
If the creator could concoct food for different types and personalities of Pokémon, not using a fixed template but understanding the tastes of Pokémon and blending them, then the Pokéblock Machine would truly have a place.
Like this... it would be no less than having a Breeder skilled in making food accompanying you. Whether for Trainers or ordinary people raising Pokémon, this machine would be an excellent assistant.
However, based on current observations, it hasn't reached such an envisioned level yet. It's no wonder they haven't started promoting it widely; perhaps the developers also understand the shortcomings of the current Pokéblock Machine.
Improvements and wider acceptance, through continuous experimentation and combinations based on the principle of Pokéblocks, require a process. Perhaps the other party wants to let a group of pioneers come up with more Berry combinations themselves to optimize the Pokéblocks.
After all, this is a huge project, and individual efforts are ultimately limited.
After thinking carefully, Terrance somewhat understood, but... explaining it would be too troublesome. He didn't want to slowly explain it to Blake, and doing so... would be too ostentatious.
Anyway, for a few years, it would be difficult to promote this Pokéblock Machine. If this event is successful, there's also a high possibility that it's heading in the direction Terrance envisioned.
But even if Terrance's guess is correct, he doesn't want to be a prophet.
So... he directly found an excuse, shook off Blake, and dashed towards the Safari Zone. When he left Lilycove City, Terrance suddenly realized that he didn't need to walk so much... After all, he had Altaria to ride.
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