Its body swayed slightly, as if shaking its head to tell Ye Lan not to mind.
Ever since their birth, this was how they had survived and existed. It was nothing much. Meeting a Pokémon as friendly and willing to share as Ye Lan was an honor for their entire kind.
Clearly, faced with Ye Lan's unique aura, Bunashicao naturally regarded him as a humanoid Grass-type Pokémon.
Ye Lan did not explain himself. Before the elder in front of him, he too felt increasingly close and at ease.
"Then, could I trouble you to tell them to have the Pokémon coming over bring any kind of food they can find?" Ye Lan flipped down from Serperior's head and said with a smile.
According to Huaxia Region traditions, all who came were guests.
Since he could no longer give away the seasoning powder and Healing Water, treating these Bunashicao and Nashicao to a meal should not be a problem.
He did not carry much food in his Crystal Space; it had originally only been enough for himself and his two Pokémon. It was perfect for the Nashicao and Bunashicao scattered throughout the Desert to gather some ingredients themselves.
Using the Desert's distinctive roasting method, he could have each Pokémon help dig holes and bury the food. Even without Rillaboom's help, the workload would not be too great for him.
Besides, Ye Lan also wanted to see how the Nashicao clan used the wind to communicate over long distances in the Desert.
For any Trainer who loved adventure, that was immensely appealing.
Hearing Ye Lan's request, the elderly Bunashicao was initially stunned. Thinking that Ye Lan merely wanted some compensation, it readily agreed. Then it rolled to the top of a taller sand dune and quietly closed its eyes.
Under Ye Lan