Chapter 7: Electric Energy Training

The open-air party continued until the early hours of the morning. Pikachu and Raichu lay sprawled on straw, not a single one of them awake. The village chief, an elderly Pikachu, also slept soundly while clutching a jar of fDomat wine.

Aomori gently placed the little Raichu he had been holding in his arms onto the ground. After stretching his numb body from sitting for so long, he stood up and walked towards a small waterfall.

In this forest with abundant rainfall, the flow of the small waterfall remained considerable as it cascaded down from a height of over ten meters, creating a magnificent spectacle.

Aomori removed his animal hide pants, revealing his body, and stepped into the creek.

The creek water was icy cold, and as he immersed himself, he felt an immediate clarity in his mind, dispelling any drowsiness.

Gazing at the splashes of water created by the small waterfall, Aomori took a deep breath. In the next moment, he dived into the creek and resurfaced under the small waterfall.

The rushing water pounded on him like a hammer, but Aomori clenched his teeth and, after considerable effort, managed to sit steadily on a slippery boulder beneath the waterfall.

The immense pressure from above seemed like it could crush Aomori, a challenge even more formidable than facing a group of burly men for an ordinary person.

Fortunately, Aomori had been practicing his "Bald Head" style special training, so his physique was not weak. It took him a little over ten minutes to adapt to the impact of the small waterfall, allowing him to sit cross-legged on the slippery boulder stably.

Aomori gradually emptied his mind and let his consciousness drift into emptiness, instinctively manipulating his physical body.

Hmm, he fell asleep.

He didn't know how long had passed, but when Aomori woke up, it was already dawn. He relaxed his muscles, only to be washed away by the creek.

In the next moment, Aomori jumped up from the creek, landing on the bank. He quickly put on his animal hide pants again, then listened carefully. The valley was quiet, with only the sound of rustling leaves being moved by the wind.

Looking up, he saw several fDomat trees on the bank with lush branches and leaves, but there were very few fDomats on them.

Thinking back to the fDomats on the tree from the open-air party last night and the fDomat wine, Aomori furrowed his brow. He glanced at the sleeping Pikachu and Raichu and then turned and strode away.

...

"Pika, pika!" (Big trouble!)

"Pika, pika?" (What's going on? It's early in the morning.)

Pikachu No. 1, who was originally cuddling with Pikachu Heart No. 2 and sleeping soundly, was rudely awakened by a series of "Pika" calls. It wasn't in a good mood.

"Pika, pika..." (I was about to prepare breakfast for today, but I found that all the fDomats on the trees are gone!)

"Pika, pika!" (Didn't we eat them all last night? It's not a big deal. I can go to another place to pick some more. Don't worry; I won't let you go hungry!)

Pikachu No. 1, while speaking with great enthusiasm, was pressing its waist. 'This is troublesome. I exerted too much force last night, and my back hurts...'

In no time, more than twenty Pikachu gathered around Pikachu No. 1, ready to go to another place to pick fDomats.

The elderly Pikachu, also awakened by the commotion, cautioned, "Pika, pika." (Be careful; most of the nearby fDomat trees are occupied by spirits. Investigate the situation before taking action.)

"Pika, pika." (Don't worry; I won't act recklessly.)

Pikachu No. 1 patted its small chest to reassure.

The elderly Pikachu sighed and said, "Pika, pika." (Sigh, there weren't so many villagers in the past. There were plenty of fDomats on the trees, more than we could eat. The excess could be used to make fDomat wine. But now? Sigh.)

Pikachu No. 1 impatiently interrupted the elderly Pikachu's lengthy discourse and said, "Pika, pika." (Don't worry; we'll be back soon.)

"No need!"

Aomori suddenly appeared at the entrance to the valley and tossed a package made of leaves in front of the Pikachu. When the package collided and opened, a pile of fDomats spilled out.

"Pika, pika?" (Where did you get these from?)

" I woke up early and had nothing to do, so I took a walk around the neighborhood. When I saw some fDomats on the trees, I picked them."

"Pika, pika?" 

"Did you ask if I encountered any spirits? Yes, I did. I ran into a few waves of Rattatas, a couple of Pidgeys, and even three flocks of Spearows. They all wanted to steal my fDomats, but I convinced them to leave."

"Pika, pika?" 

"Of course, I didn't give them to you for free. Pikachu, I need your help with my training!"

"Pika, pika?"

"Don't worry; it won't be too difficult"

"Pika, pika?" 

"How can you understand us? Well, it's mostly guesswork. Mainly, your imitation of actions is quite vivid."

"Good, there's no time to waste. Let's start training today!"

...

"Pika, pika..."

Inside the cave, Pikachu No. 1, lying on the ground with a withered face, struggled forward with great difficulty. The entrance, symbolizing light, was within reach. It could even smell the sweet scent of flowers from outside the valley.

However, a hand reached out from the darkness and slowly dragged it back.

"Pika, pika!" (No!)

Aomori pulled Pikachu No. 1 back and pressed it against a stone bench.

"Come on, I know you still have some left. Release it quickly."

Pikachu No. 1 desperately shook its head. "Pika, pika." (I don't have any left, I really don't.)

"You're really naughty." Aomori placed both hands on Pikachu No. 1's red cheeks and gently massaged.

"Pika, pika." (No, please, I can't hold it anymore.)

"Pika...chu!"

Suddenly released, the electric shock caused Aomori to shiver slightly, and Pikachu No. 1 collapsed to the ground as if its energy had been completely drained.

"It seems like you've reached your limit. This time, it's my turn to inject energy."

Aomori once again placed his hands on Pikachu No. 1's rosy cheeks, using the full power of Thunder Breathing to guide the electric energy into its body. However, a significant portion of it still dissipated into the air.

As the electric energy was injected, Pikachu No. 1's complexion became even rosier. When it finally regained consciousness, Aomori's energy was almost depleted, and he stopped.

"How do you feel?"

"Pika, pika." Pikachu No. 1 shook its head, looking a bit disoriented.

It seemed that he couldn't keep milking the same Pikachu for energy.

"Alright, you can go now. Call two, no, call three more Pikachu in."

"Pika." Pikachu No. 1 nodded and stumbled out of the cave.

In no time, three Pikachu entered, trembling with fear, and huddled together.

The miserable cries of Pikachu No. 1 from earlier were still echoing in their ears.

"Don't be afraid; I'm not a devil." Before the charming Aomori, the Pikachu quickly stopped feeling frightened.

"In that case, give it your all and release one hundred thousand volts on me."

"Pika...chu!!" The three Pikachu unleashed one hundred thousand volts!

Aomori felt a tingling sensation and numbness. Electric energy surged from the Pikachu towards Aomori. He seized the opportunity to absorb it into his body and closed his eyes, perceiving the changes in electrical energy within him and the way it flowed.

After a long while, the Pikachu gasped for breath and stopped generating electricity.

Opening his eyes and seeing his energy attributes once again increasing, Aomori smiled slightly.

He stared at the Pikachu and said in their anxious eyes, "Three are no longer enough for me. Let's bring in ten more!"

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