Chapter 13 Weedle Makes Milk (rewrite)

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Trainer: Natsu

Pokémon: Weedle

Body: Medium

Speed: Superior

Movement: Superior

Response: Moderate

Silent understanding: Superior

Overall rating: Excellent

Strength evaluation: Pass

Evaluation: Compared to Wild Weedle, he is a better existence, his movement release time is very smart, and his movement ability is also quite large, which is rare in Weedle. One of the fighting individuals.

Note: It took less than a week to jump from mid-rank to high-rank, and Trainer Natsu was a perfect match for Weedle.

Watching the club analyze Weedle's evaluation reports via the computer based on his actual daily fighting and training situations.

The so-called Low, Medium, High and even Special and Peak Levels are based on the average value of all Weedle data in Silph Co's huge database.

That is, by now Weedle Natsu has achieved a relatively great presence in most of the Weedle in the Pokémon world.

As for the strength evaluation, it was based on the results given by all Pokémon.

So far, Natsu has roughly grasped the Alliance's division of Pokémon powers according to various Pokémon qualities by reading related knowledge.

Pokémon can be divided into

¤ Primary Pokémon

¤ Qualification Pokémon

¤ Extraordinary Pokémon

¤ Senior Pokémon

¤ (elite) Pokémon

¤ Gym Leader Pokemon

¤ Quasi-Elite Pokemon

¤ Elite Pokemon

according to their strength.

Normal Primary Tier Pokemon refers to Pokemon that have just been born. It had not been trained and forged in battle, and its strength was relatively ordinary or even weak in the eyes of the Trainer.

Qualified Pokémon refers to that, because Trainer Pokémon are already considered eligible Pokémon, Wild Pokémon usually grow to a level that is achievable by adults.

After that, it's amazing, senior and (elite) is also a Pokémon's combat power evaluation level division.

Weedle Natsu is now an eligible Pokémon, and can play the powers that an adult Pokémon or more can exhibit under the command of a Trainer.

Weedle was able to reach the qualification level in less than half a month, which was a testament to Natsu's ability and Weedle's efforts.

Drop the report.

Saw Weedle spinning back and forth on the table, biting his tail to play, but couldn't get him to bite.

"Weedle, you are now a Pokémon raised by a qualified Trainer." Natsu tells the result.

Pokémon Silver vs. report. Clubs are still very useful, at least they can allow Pokémon and Trainers to see the progress of Pokémon, so as not to blindly train without seeing the results.

There is a sense of accomplishment at each stage of advancement in the rankings.

"Wooo~!"

Weedle looked up, blinking a small eye full of surprise.

"Tomorrow may be your first field battle, are you ready?"

Natsu touched Weedle's hard carapace, feeling the softness and stiffness, this was the result of hard work over this period of time.

Of course, the effects of Pokéblock and moo milk cannot be ignored.

"Woooooo!!"

Weedle nodded heavily, raised his head and raised his tail as if to show his muscles.

Weedle's character has almost progressed every time Natsu makes the right points during this time.

Face any opponent with absolute confidence, and won't feel inferior and incompetent because he's just Weedle.

But not too confident, can recognize and accept that other Pokemon are better than him.

When Weedle lost, he would be disappointed, but not discouraged.

He will find a way to improve himself and face his own shortcomings.

Explosion.

Natsu took out a glass bottle filled with milky white crystal liquid from the cupboard.

"Rest early today, rest well after drinking this bottle of moo milk, there shouldn't be too much danger in the dense forest tomorrow, but you still have to have a good attitude."

Saying so, open the lid.

Suddenly, the fragrant smell of milk overflowed.

"Wuu~~"

Weedle squinted, his little nose twitched, and Fragrance sniffed deer milk, his face drunk.

"Drink."

Natsu took the bowl and poured all the moo milk into the bowl.

"Wooo!!" Weedle cried out in joy, her soft pink feet crawling quickly, came to the bowl, and slumped all over her body.

As he lowered his head and prepared to take a sip, he suddenly stopped.

He turned to look at Natsu.

"Woo?"

'Aren't you drink?'

Natsu understood what it meant, chuckled and shook his head "You drink it, it was originally bought for you, it can make you grow better."

"Woo!"

But this time, Weedle's attitude was very firm, and he backed away from the bowl with his head held high.

Her small eyes stared straight at Natsu.

The meaning is clear, if Natsu doesn't drink it, he doesn't drink it either.

No matter how tempting milk moo was to him, he kept his eyes on Natsu.

An unprecedented assertiveness.

Seeing his expression, Natsu was dumbfounded.

A warm feeling came from the bottom of his heart.

"Weedle, you have grown up too"

Unable to beat Weedle, Natsu poured some moo milk into a fresh bowl while Weedle watched.

"Wow!"

But Weedle still shook his head vigorously, seeing that there was a clearly different amount of milk in the two bowls, he still refused to eat it.

"Okay."

Natsu compromised with a smile, pouring the milk into the two bowls in half, exactly the same.

Seeing this scene, Weedle nodded in satisfaction, and immediately couldn't wait to lie on the edge of the bowl and drink "tons".

Natsu's expression was complicated as he watched Weedle bend down to fill the bowl.

He thought that when he came to this world, he was destined to be alone, and he was ready to work hard alone.

But just now, the softest part of his heart was touched slightly, and it came from this seemingly ordinary milk.

In ancient times, there was Kong Rong for pears, and now there is Weedle for milk.

Natsu couldn't help but laugh.

Hold the bowl.

Drink milk in a few mouthfuls.

It tasted very good, didn't have much fishy smell, and after drinking it, he could clearly feel the warmth in his stomach.

It's not without reason that Miltank's moo milk costs much more than regular milk.

By the time the bowl was put down, Weedle had finished his share and stretched his body in satisfaction.

When he looked at Natsu, he suddenly laughed happily.

"Woooo~~wooo~~"

His tail slapped the table, as if he was amused by something.

"What?"

Natsu felt it when he saw it like this, and wiped it gently against his mouth. It was a thin layer of milk stains. These are called milk whiskers.

Seeing the milk stains on his hands, he couldn't help but laugh.

"Stop laughing, you better look at yourself." With that, he brought a mirror and placed it in front of Weedle.

In the mirror, Weedle's face also had a circle of milk stains, which was more whimsical and funnier than Natsu's appearance.

Seeing himself, Weedle's laughter suddenly stopped, stunned.

It was almost a conditioned reflex, the body curled up, and he wanted to wipe it with a tail, but in a hurry, he couldn't see it and wiped it away.

In the end, he had to rely on Natsu's Help to finally clean his face.

"Ugh—" Weedle took a deep breath of relief.

Immediately, one Pokemon and one person looked at each other and laughed.

Perhaps, this is also one of the tacit understanding between them.

In bed.

Weedle's steady breathing rose and fell in his ears, but Natsu wasn't asleep, his eyes opened.

"If I remember correctly, behind Silph Co., it must have been Team Rocket."

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(End of this chapter)