Qing Wu discovered that ever since he defeated Ji Qie, the old fox had clung to him like a shadow.
"I'm the second mate on this ship, and I'm in charge of security. Sometimes I make some extra money through certain connections. For example, if you need some Pokémon, I can get them for you. Their origins are absolutely legitimate, and there's much less risk than dealing with the Hunter Guild." Ji Qie rambled on.
"Really?" Qing Wu immediately became interested at the latter part. There was no helping it—the Nurturing House was far too empty. Even if he wanted to establish an underground organization, he would need Pokémon first.
"However, most of the Pokémon I can get are Water-type Pokémon. After all, whenever we're out at sea and see a suitable Pokémon, we throw a Poké Ball at it. Aside from keeping some for our own use, we also sell part of the catch to our clients."
"Oh? What kind of Pokémon do you usually have? What about Miltank and Mareep? Do you have any with good potential?" From beginning to end, Qing Wu had only been interested in Pokémon capable of generating economic value.
"Miltank and Mareep are hard currency on the grasslands. I don't have either of those, but I do have another unusual kind of merchandise—Skiddo and Mamoswine." Ji Qie spoke to Qing Wu.
"What kind of potential do those Pokémon have?" Qing Wu immediately became interested. Mamoswine and Skiddo were excellent mounts, and Mamoswine could also produce goat milk. Goat milk had the fragrance of fresh grass, and its nutritional value was no worse than Miltank's milk.
"I haven't had them appraised. They were cargo we swallowed during a clash between two groups." Ji Qie lowered his voice.
"We've been stuck with these Skiddo and