Making Fertilizer

Apothecary Contact Point.

After the two left, Hawk and Link immediately started arguing.

The shop owner accused the other of ruining his business, while Link laughed at him for being short-sighted and only caring about money.

"Alright, give me those eight Healing Potions. I need to take them to my teacher to take a look."

After the bickering, Link suddenly dropped his jovial tone and said very seriously.

The shop owner immediately sensed something was wrong and asked doubtfully, "Are there problems with these Healing Potions?"

Upon hearing this, Link was silent for a moment before explaining, "I only detected Orange Fruit as a material in these potions."

After a moment of reaction, the shop owner's voice suddenly rose, and he asked in surprise, "Healing Potions made only with Orange Fruit? How is that possible!"

Link nodded in agreement, which was why he wanted to take these Healing Potions to his teacher to examine.

"Oh, and the rotten fruit too. Save me a few of those. I want to see how these rotten fruits are used to make potions," Link said suddenly as he was leaving.

The shop owner nodded. By now, his attention was no longer on Link, but he repeatedly muttered, "Ten times the profit, ten times the profit!"

Outside the City of Ambition.

Uncle Darby and Aiven sat in the returning carriage.

From time to time, Uncle Darby would look back at the Rotten Tree Fruit in the shed behind them.

The shop owner had indeed stocked up on a lot of Rotten Tree Fruit, but he really didn't understand what Aiven wanted with them.

"This Rotten Tree Fruit is a good thing. It can make flowers more fragrant, grass greener, and fruits more abundant," Aiven said with a smile, while Uncle Darby still looked bewildered.

It's for making Fertilizer... Aiven added in his mind, humming a little tune, in a very good mood.

With Fertilizer, he could start planning the first stage of training for the Spirits in the orchard.

Upon returning to Darby Farm, Aiven immediately got busy, asking Uncle Darby to find two large sealed wooden barrels and place them in the yard.

Seeing Aiven's strange actions, Uncle Darby scratched his head and decided to ignore it for the time being. He excitedly went into the house to share the joy of making money with his wife.

Four gold coins, a full four gold coins! This suddenly gave them the illusion that making money was easy.

But when they thought about how the Orange Fruit in the farm was almost depleted, they sighed again. The urgent task was to find a way to obtain more Orange Fruit.

With this thought, Uncle Darby put on his farming tools and eagerly headed for the Fruit Grove. He had to find a way to increase the yield of Orange Fruit.

Little Andy saw his father going to the Fruit Grove and clamored to follow. He wanted to play with the Mukkuru in the forest.

In the garden, Aiven was happy to be undisturbed and began to busy himself with his Fertilizer-making plan.

He first filled the wooden barrels with water and checked their seals.

He also washed them and then moved the barrels into the sunlight. Next, he took the Rotten Tree Fruit from the shed and threw them into the barrels.

He stirred them with a stick for a while, mashing the rotten Orange Fruit. He then added a certain proportion of clean water and finally put the lids on.

His movements were extremely skillful. Aiven let out a sigh of relief and placed the barrels in the sun to bake.

After the fruit rotted and fermented, through microbial action, it could slowly release various nutrients from the fruit, allowing him to obtain a nutrient solution of a specific concentration.

Then, by further processing this nutrient solution, he could use it to create special Fertilizers.

Fertilizers made from different fruits had different effects. By mixing different fruits in certain proportions, even more potent Fertilizers could be created.

For example, mixing Yakai Fruit or Xiangluo Fruit in a certain proportion with any two other fruits could create "Super Effect Fertilizer."

Since Orange Fruit contained vigorous life energy that could help Spirits recover their stamina, the Fertilizer made from this fruit was a "Growth Fertilizer."

I wonder what Bulbasaur is doing now.

And Gardevoir and the others. They must be very anxious after discovering my sudden disappearance.

No, it's not necessarily a disappearance. The me from that world might already be dead. They must be very sad.

Looking at the wooden barrel in front of him, Aiven sighed deeply again, his mind recalling the bits and pieces of his time spent with the Spirits.

Bulbasaur was his starter Spirit. The method for making Fertilizer was something they learned together during their travels. Thinking back, those times were truly carefree.

After finishing his work, Aiven also headed to the Fruit Grove.

In the distance, he saw Little Andy running joyfully, with Mukkuru flying in panic ahead of him.

This familiar feeling, it's quite nice.

Watching Little Andy and Mukkuru chase each other in the forest, Aiven smiled knowingly, feeling a bit like he did when he interacted with Spirits in his previous life.

A world where Spirits and humans coexist harmoniously would come one day... he murmured this to himself. At least the farm was like that now.

Aiven watched for a while before continuing towards the Fruit Grove. He then saw Cherubi and Petilil coming out to bask in the sun.

Petilil stretched its body in the sunlight and then slowly walked towards the ordinary fruit grove.

Upon reaching the boundary between the two orchards, Petilil paused, then looked towards the distant sky, remaining motionless.

In the distance, Mukkuru flapped its wings and flew back, landing on the wooden fence. It calmly glanced at Petilil before minding its own business and preening its feathers.

Until a white cloud blocked the sun, the Petilil dejectedly withdrew its gaze and silently returned to the woods.

Aiven quietly watched all of this unfold before him, a thoughtful expression on his face.

For the next few days, Aiven arrived at the orchard punctually every day, helping to clear weeds and rotten fruit, while also observing the few Spirits.

Each time he came to the Fruit Grove, he would always see the Petilil standing at the border between the two orchards, basking in the sunlight and gazing at the distant sky.

It's so lonely... Aiven silently judged. The Petilil gave him the feeling of a little bird trapped in a cage, yearning for the blue sky.

"A Petilil that yearns for freedom?"

"To maintain such a mindset in this orchard, I'm honestly a little tempted."

"I just don't know if it's willing to become my Spirit and accept my training."

Aiven thought to himself. He was now fully prepared to nurture Spirits; the next step was to officially capture one.