The next day
Roy woke up early and started making the Pokéblock for Palossand. Palossand had always been fed by Dusclops, but now he wanted to make a special Pokéblock for Palossand.
The base is still the Ghost Power combined with Moomoo Milk. After level 7, the Ghost Power can easily crush other cultivation materials and Berry, allowing the materials to fully fuse.
Nowadays Roy can create Pokéblock with almost no effort; making Pokéblock is a piece of cake for him.
First, he had the recipe, which saved him a lot of trouble. He added the ingredients appropriately according to the recipe left by Agatha, and then added some secret ingredients based on his own understanding.
For example, some [Stardust] can help the Palossand stabilize its size.
However, after a short while, twenty-five Pokéblock specially made for Palossand were pushed out of the Pokéblock Maker.
Looking at the Pokéblock in his hand, all the same size and almost transparent, radiating Ghostly Purple aura, Roy felt that he should have reached the level of Advanced Breeder by now, but Agatha kept preventing him from taking the assessment.
Upon arriving outside the villa on the back mountain, Roy released the Palossand.
The Palossand's size is only slightly smaller than a two-story villa; if placed in the back mountain, it would be another black castle villa.
Professor Rowan, who was washing up in the morning, was not surprised. After glancing at the Palossand, he went back to organize his research report.
Because of its enormous size, Roy couldn't take this big guy out to play often, so he could only make more Pokéblock to compensate for it.
Roy first had the Palossand carry the Soft Sand inside its body. After carrying the Soft Sand, some of the sand that had clumped on the Palossand's body became more distinct in texture.
Then Roy took out the specially made Pokéblock. When Palossand saw that Roy had actually made another Pokéblock just for him, his eyes were filled with surprise.
He had long forgotten about Roy's promise to make him Pokéblock, because the Pokéblock he was eating now were already quite delicious.
The only downside is that the Dusclops will keep staring at you while you're eating Pokéblock.
He knew that leaving the Safari Zone with Roy was definitely the best decision he had ever made.
The moment the earthy-yellow energy, emanating Ghostly Purple aura, entered his mouth, another tear streamed down the face of Palossand. This big oaf was moved to tears by something so delicious.
Then, equip items that boost the power of Ground type moves and replenish the STAB (Skill Points) of Ground type moves.
Roy entered the space inside the Palossand's body again, and this time no more sand or mud fell from the floorboards inside the Palossand's body.
Roy nodded in satisfaction; today he could finally decorate the RV he would use for future trips.
Roy planned to put some of the furniture and appliances from the villa into the body of the Palossand.
As for the electricity supply for the home appliances and other equipment, Roy simply took out the Light Ball he had exchanged yesterday.
He modified the Light Ball into an outdoor power source that could power the various furniture inside the Palossand's body, and there was no need to worry about leakage Palossand, because the Ground type was immune to Electric types.
"Time to get to work, family."
Roy released all his Pokémon to help set up their new home for their future travels.
Primeape was carrying Roy's big bed and his own little bed, Lampent was holding a chair with its two little iron hands. Drakloak and Misdreavus were also carrying a few potted plants inside.
Even Snorunt carried a cup and carried it into the space of Palossand.
The Dusclops wanted to Slack Off, but after being discovered by Roy, it could only obediently move the table with one hand and the sofa with the other into the space of the Palossand.
I heard that Roy is going to renovate the space inside Palossand, so Cynthia brought her three Pokémon to help, but she didn't come just to help.
Cynthia specifically chose a room for herself in the secondary fortress.
After a busy afternoon, the two finally managed to decorate the interior of the Palossand's house to look almost like their own villa.
Finally, the Light Ball that provides power was placed inside, and now all the appliances inside the Palossand's body can be used normally.
Cynthia looked at the grand castle before her, which included a room that was her own. Unfortunately, she was leaving tomorrow and couldn't decorate her own room herself. She could only Roy to decorate the room to resemble the castle in her dreams.
Didn't you say before that you didn't want to live in there?
Roy's low emotional intelligence remarks once again drew criticism and accusations from Cynthia. She didn't know why, but she always got angry easily when she was around Roy, yet she would miss him if she didn't see him for a while.
As she was leaving, Cynthia suddenly turned back to Roy and said:
Roy!
"Um?"
"Next time we meet, let's have another match. If you win, then... then... we'll talk about it later. Also... you're not allowed to fool around with other women outside. If I find out..."
Cynthia raised her little fist at Roy, then turned and left.
"I can't get involved with women, but what if some green tea bitch tries to seduce me?"
Roy shrugged helplessly.
Halfway there, Cynthia heard Roy say that, and suddenly ran back, tiptoed and gently kissed Roy's cheek, then quickly ran away.
The Snorunt in his arms covered its little eyes with its two round hands. Roy was also stunned by Cynthia's actions and stood there dumbfounded. Had he... been forcibly kissed by Cynthia?
That Limber touch just now...
"Don't run away! I haven't even felt it yet, give me another one!"
Unlike Roy, Cynthia was not shameless; she blushed and ran back to the Academy's reception area.
Seeing Cynthia's retreating figure, Roy was in a very good mood today. He decided not to wash his right cheek for the next week—no! A month! Until the Edge Cup begins.
"Today is a good day, I'm thinking..."
Roy hummed a little tune as he skipped and hopped his way toward the school cafeteria.
When I ran into the Mediterranean Director, I took the initiative to greet him.
"Hello, Director!"
The Mediterranean Director looked at the sun in the sky; it hadn't risen in the west yet.
He didn't care what illness Roy was having; he had something to discuss with Roy.
"Roy, the Edge Cup tournament next month..."
"Please transfer the money directly to my account. Oh, and Director, send me another set of furniture from the Academy villa; I need it."
"Ah?... Okay!"
Although he didn't know what drug Roy had taken, seeing how confident the other party was, the Mediterranean Director felt much more at ease.
After the Edge Cup ends, it will be time for recruitment again. If Roy can make it into the top 32, the Academy's recruitment posters will be a hot topic again.