The Black Angel with White Wings

The muscular man sighed in disappointment, "What a pity, my Oddish just evolved into Gloom, I was hoping for a grand entrance."

He shook his head, didn't Constrict, and turned to leave.

Because at this time, people going to the Pokémon Center are definitely going to have their Pokémon's health checked, and he sometimes goes there too, so I understand and won't Constrict too much.

"Gloom?!"

Dian silently watched this unusual muscular hunk—no, this soft-spoken muscular man with a girlish heart—leave.

Gloom is no ordinary Pokémon. Trainer want to raise it need to prepare three things: a gas mask and Leaf Stone or Sun Stone.

Before Oddish evolves, you'll need to wear a gas mask to prevent yourself from being overwhelmed by its unique smell.

Then use Leaf Stone or Sun Stone to evolve it again.

However, these are practices of the wealthy, especially the use of Sun Stone. Because the Bellossom has an extremely gorgeous appearance, it is highly sought after, and consequently, the price of Sun Stone remains high.

Although the nectar from the Gloom smells incredibly Stench, it tastes surprisingly sweet, and some people use this ingredient in their cooking.

Furthermore, the Gloom doesn't secrete this nectar all the time. It only secretes it when it's in a very bad mood or very happy, which results in Stench.

However, if the Gloom is in a calm state, it will not emit a foul odor.

Actually, stench is a relative concept. I once saw a bottle of Gloom perfume in a department store.

Because there are quite a few people in the world who like this flavor.

So, here's the question: what would you do if someone around you liked to use Gloom perfume?

Dian immediately answered the question with his actions. He quickly moved away from this big shot who always carried Gloom. Sorry, if you're a girl, you might be able to make do, but if you're a muscular guy, then it's goodbye.

There won't be a next time, never again... Well, we can meet up when your Pokémon evolves.

If Gloom evolves, then it's either someone who can afford Leaf Stone or Sun Stone, or someone with deep connections in the industry. It's good to get to know them; you never know when you might need their help.

"Alas... I am truly a deep-seated youth, alas... what a sin."

On the surface, Dian sighed, but inwardly he felt deeply proud of himself. As a wise man who was also so handsome, he was practically driving others to suicide.

No, jumping off a building isn't so easy, because maybe the family upstairs owns a Psychic powers or Flying-type Pokémon, making it impossible for you to jump. What a harmonious world!

Then the League, under the charge of disturbing public order, made you make the best use of resources, fully utilize what is called passive labor, and supplement the missing labor force.

Dian recalled the Misdreavus and Hoppip, which had finished eating their Senbei, back into their Poké Ball, then walked easily through the crowd behind Beedrill.

Because basically everyone, regardless of age or gender, will silently make way for the Beedrill.

And among those who openly release Beedrill in the bustling city center, only Dō is really good at it.

Dian followed the equally ruthless Beedrill with an expressionless face, then struck a cool pose, attracting a lot of hatred, before arriving in front of a peculiar circular building.

The most striking feature of this building is the huge Poké Ball pattern on top, with a "P" symbol carved in the very center.

Of course, it's just a symbol in the eyes of the palace; perhaps it's just for aesthetic purposes.

"Thanks for your hard work, Beedrill."

Dian recalled the Beedrill that had cleared the way, tidied himself up, and prepared to push open the door to the Pokémon Center.

It's estimated that he has caused considerable financial difficulties for this Pokémon Center, so it's best to be cautious.

He had barely opened the door when he paused for a moment before quickly closing it.

Holy crap, what's going on lately? Wherever I go, I seem to find my own scapegoats.

"Happy?"

A Pokémon with Pink upper body, a white lower body, and white wing-like appendages opened the door to the Pokémon Center with a puzzled look, then cried out in confusion.

In the very center of its body is a Pink pouch containing a white egg, the legendary "Blissey Egg," a rare and precious item said to bring happiness. Unfortunately, it is still unfinished.

Both Chansey and Blissey are Pokémon that can lay eggs, but the number of eggs they can lay is not unlimited, so they are quite expensive.

Among them, the Blissey is the most expensive due to its scarcity.

Dian had never eaten it before, so he didn't know much about the market. He had only heard that the eggs in Blissey or Chansey were usually inedible because they were unfinished. Only when the egg was mature and edible would they share it with their Trainer or injured Pokémon.

Therefore, it is an extremely happy thing for someone to be able to eat an egg at the Pokémon Center.

"Happy??"

After finding no one, Blissey went out to look around, especially searching the surrounding area. Only after confirming that no one was there did she regretfully push the door open again and go back inside.

"Is Nurse Joy not at work today?! She actually had this big shot come out to guard the door?! She's got some nerve."

Only then did Dian dare to step out from the corner, and then look at the vanished pink boss with lingering fear.

This Blissey isn't just any ordinary Blissey; it's a naturally black Blissey!

Generally, those who intentionally cripple you are just ruthless and cruel. But "naturally malicious" people are different. They mean well and have a pure heart, yet they still manage to cripple you. They are purely natural and don't need any processing.

Last time, I witnessed such a tragedy firsthand. A boy took his Pokémon to see a vet, but before the Pokémon could even get treatment, he ended up in the hospital himself.

They entered vertically and left horizontally, a truly tragic situation.

The reason was simply because Blissey cooked him a Heaven and Earth lunch. Yes, Dian wanted to freeload, but he wanted a meal made by Nurse Joy herself, not a ticket to the hospital!

In particular, he had just seen those two seemingly familiar, bitter, coughing faces preparing to eat something; what poor children.

Ho-Oh is above!

The hall observed a moment of silence for the two of them, hoping they could survive the night.

As for him, he can just wait nearby until Nurse Joy is ready to return.