The sky was just beginning to brighten.
N and the Pokémon gazed up at the rosy dawn, smiling with contentment.
A bountiful harvest.
Any harvest was cause for joy.
Especially for these Wild Pokémon, who had endured so much.
To them, nothing was more important than a full stomach.
Zorua wagged its tail like a puppy. Its face was covered in dirt, and it looked at the mountain of fruit piled beside the road with pride.
"Awoo~"
"Yes! A miracle unlike anything we've ever seen!"
N crouched and scooped up a handful of dark soil.
Not long ago, the soil here had been yellow and so loose that it would trickle through his fingers the moment he picked it up.
Yet after one night, it had become heavy and firm.
It seemed ready to burst with life.
"Awo!"
"Hehe!"
The Pokémon called out and cheered. Not all of them understood what had happened last night, but the change in their surroundings was plain to see.
Grass-type Pokémon, in particular, could tell the difference.
Adept at drawing nutrients from the earth and plants, they had finally enjoyed a top-tier "buffet" again.
They no longer had to spend all day desperately using Synthesis until their leaves turned yellow.
Even their homelands didn't have soil this fertile!
Many Ground- and Rock-type Pokémon that could eat soil gave it their wholehearted approval too.
What a feast!
The joy of better days at last filled the entire Paradise.
In the fields, beneath the trees, and around the ponds.
Everywhere were groups of Wild Pokémon stuffed to the brim.
Their nests were packed with the fruits of last night's frantic efforts.
Some Pokémon with a habit of storing food had already begun digging yet another storage chamber.
The famously voracious Snorlax were even more outrageous. Their