Hatching

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Fang Yuan's black eyes fixed on the Pokémon Egg, and his emotions surged along with the light.

"Crack..."

As the light filled Fang Yuan's entire vision, a sound rang out. He felt a sudden flash before his eyes, and then everything returned to calm.

At that moment, cracks like a spiderweb had appeared across the white Pokémon Egg with brown markings. Then, as the cracks spread, the eggshell gradually shattered.

"Eevee~"

Just as Fang Yuan's heart was about to leap into his throat, the tiny creature finally crawled out of the Pokémon Egg and began looking around curiously.

Compared to the pictures, a living Eevee was even more lovable.

Its smooth brown fur and fluffy tail swayed, the cream-colored fur at its tip constantly brushing against the floor. Eevee had already noticed Fang Yuan. Its brown eyes were bright and lively, and when Fang Yuan smiled, it stretched out its short, slender legs and rubbed against him with its pink paw pads.

"Please take care of me." Fang Yuan chuckled and gently picked Eevee up.

Most Pokémon had the habit of becoming attached to the first living thing they saw after hatching, and Little Eevee was no exception.

As Fang Yuan held it, Eevee's long rabbit-like ears swayed slightly, while its tiny black nose sniffed Fang Yuan's scent hard, as if it wanted to remember everything about him.

"Eevee, Eevee~~"

Gradually, Eevee grew bolder and rubbed against Fang Yuan again, as though doing so felt especially comfortable.

"Eevee, from now on, we'll be each other's most important partners, okay?"

"Eevee~"

Eevee looked at Fang Yuan affectionately. Perhaps it still could not understand what he was saying, but it instinctively nodded and cried out happily.

Not only did Eevee feel close to Fang Yuan, but Fang Yuan, who had personally guarded the Pokémon Egg for several days and witnessed Eevee's birth, had also deeply fallen for this clingy little fellow.

For a newborn Pokémon, it was best to rinse its body with warm water.

Fang Yuan had not forgotten this precaution. He quickly took Eevee to the bathroom and got busy. Fortunately, Eevee truly had a gentle temperament, and getting along with it was very comfortable. He barely had to put in any effort.

After rinsing Eevee clean, it shook its fur and suddenly shivered. Though he had used warm water, Eevee had only just been born, so it still could not help feeling a slight chill.

"Almost forgot."

Seeing Eevee's little movement, Fang Yuan immediately slapped his forehead. Carrying Eevee back to the bedroom, he picked up the Silk Scarf beside the bed.

"Wrap this around yourself, and you'll warm up soon."

Fang Yuan explained as he personally tied the scarf around Eevee's neck. Eevee watched curiously, but it was rather funny—because it had just been born and was so small, the scarf looked a little too big on it.

Fang Yuan could not help staring blankly.

What left him rather speechless, however, was that such a large scarf provided even better warmth. It could practically serve as a whole blanket. At the same time, Eevee let out another comfortable cry.

Fang Yuan continued staring blankly.

"Eevee?"

Eevee looked at the dazed Fang Yuan and tilted its head in confusion.

"Ha, it's nothing. I was just wondering when you'll grow up enough to wear it as an actual scarf." Fang Yuan laughed, stroking Eevee's head.

Since it had only just been born, Eevee was curious about everything and exceptionally active. Fang Yuan did not restrict its movements, instead following beside it and introducing things one by one.

Lamps, mirrors, refrigerators, televisions... These things could not have been more ordinary, yet they could keep Eevee happy for a long time. Seeing Eevee so delighted made Fang Yuan happy as well. Spending time with such a little fellow made him feel younger, even though he was only sixteen...

"Are you hungry? I prepared some milk for you."

After playing for a while, Eevee began to grow tired. It had only just been born, so being active for this long was already quite remarkable. Fang Yuan then brought over the warmed milk. Eevee smelled its milky fragrance from far away and immediately revealed an expectant expression.

"Come on, come on. Drink slowly..."

Fang Yuan gently placed the container of milk on the table, then picked Eevee up with a faint smile.

"Eevee~~"

Eevee blinked at Fang Yuan's reminder, then impatiently jumped onto the table and leaned close. But just as it was about to drink, it suddenly looked at Fang Yuan with pitiful eyes, pushed the container toward him, and plaintively asked, "Eevee?"

Seeing Eevee's reaction, Fang Yuan scratched his head, unable to understand its meaning for a moment. After thinking carefully, he guessed, "Do you want me to drink it?"

"Eevee, Eevee~" Eevee nodded quickly.

"It's fine, I have plenty more here. This was prepared for you." Fang Yuan's heart nearly melted. He rubbed Eevee's head again, touched by the little fellow's actions, unable to hold back his smile.

Only after hearing Fang Yuan say that did Eevee obediently lower its head and begin enjoying the premium Miltank milk.

Gulp... gulp...

As it drank, Eevee wore an intoxicated expression: (?????)

It was clear that the delicious Miltank milk had instantly conquered the little fellow.

A large bowl of milk was the most suitable amount of nutrition for a newly born Eevee, and it drank every last drop in one go.

But then came an awkward scene. Tired from playing and full from eating, Eevee immediately grew drowsy and began nodding off...

Fang Yuan shook his head helplessly, wiped its mouth, then spread out the Silk Scarf. He picked up the sleeping Eevee, was placed on **, and then covered its body with the Silk Scarf.

In its sleep, Eevee seemed to be having a wonderful dream. It turned over and wrapped itself tightly in the Silk Scarf, only then revealing a satisfied smile as it continued sleeping...

Fang Yuan swore that Eevee had conquered him in an instant.

He was now extremely glad that he had chosen this Little Eevee as his Beginner Pokémon.

After Eevee fell asleep, Fang Yuan stayed by its side and watched over it for a long time before quietly sitting down at his desk.

At this time, Fang Yuan should have begun studying seriously... but Eevee's image simply would not leave his mind. He only looked forward to the little fellow waking up sooner.

"What a loser." After silently cursing himself, Fang Yuan pulled out a meal plan.

Eevee was currently in its newborn stage.

Three bowls of Miltank milk a day would be enough, probably for the next three days.

After that, some solid supplementary food could be added. A week later, the meal plan would need to be updated again on that basis.

Fang Yuan had prepared ingredients including vegetables, fruits, and porridge, as well as some meat...

In theory, this combination of foods would allow Eevee to pass through its newborn stage quite smoothly and build a solid foundation. To prepare all this, Fang Yuan had invested quite a lot of money. His little savings were nearly drained...

"I don't even fuss this much over feeding myself, and I still have to cook it personally..." Fang Yuan complained insincerely.