A dangerous delicacy

Charmeleon turned around, scanned Miyagi from head to toe, and then a spark appeared at the corner of its mouth.

Boom!

A thick pillar of fire shot directly beneath the Miyagi.

After Charmeleon finished, it Yawn, walked directly to a tree, propped its head up with one hand, lay down, and scratched its nose with the other arm, completely ignoring Miyagi's life or death.

Just as Miyagi was about to unleash a torrent of curses, he was met with a horrifying realization: the only thing he was wearing, his underwear, was on fire.

What should you do if you catch fire while tied to a tree?

He chose to start taking off his clothes using his legs.

However, the Fearow and Spearow that Bide for him to finish taking off his clothes did not have time to wait for him to finish taking off his clothes, and they immediately swarmed him.

"No, no!!!"

A mournful Growl suddenly rang out from the Forest, a sound so heartbreaking that it brought tears to the eyes of all who heard it.

Unfortunately, the one with the best Hearing, Sentret, simply put its head on its big tail, ignored everything, and continued sleeping.

The other Pokémon merely glanced up curiously before turning a blind eye and going back to rest.

The cruelty of the Forest was laid bare at this moment. It was estimated that by tomorrow, another Trainer would be seen being driven out of the Forest naked.

Meanwhile, Dian was calmly dealing with the stolen goods. By the time he finished, it was nearly midnight.

Fortunately, Antler Town is a tourist and cultural town, so there are still some Inn in town. Otherwise, Dian probably wouldn't even be able to squeeze through the gates of the Pokémon Center and would have to continue camping in the Wilderness, which is the daily routine for most Trainer.

They might spend months living in nature, rarely having time to go to towns, which is why they are sometimes so reluctant to leave when they finally do come to town.

However, eventually all the Trainer will return to their journey until they reach their desired destination.

Dian lay on the Limber bed, still somewhat unaccustomed to the surroundings, as there were no mysterious sounds of nature, no Pokémon attacking at night, and no sunlight that would automatically illuminate the morning.

And this bed is a bit too soft, which is a happy problem, I suppose.

His Pokémon Pokédex will likely be completed by tomorrow, meaning he'll officially be considered a Pokémon Trainer starting tomorrow.

You can enjoy some free benefits and embark on your Trainer journey, which is a scene that plays out in almost every region: Gym Challenge and the final regional League tournament.

In other words, he now has the initial qualifications to climb the Elite Four of Champion.

"Dream?"

Suddenly, a pair of equally sleepless red eyes stared at him quietly, a rare sight indeed.

The Misdreavus was unusually quiet tonight, unlike its usual Uproar.

She glanced at the Empress Dowager, then pointed out the window, gesturing for him to come and look.

Dian got up, put on an overcoat, and went to the window. He looked out and saw a large, round, clear Moonlight shining in the sky, making the hazy night scene Attract.

"It's said that Clefairy came from there."

He patted the obedient Misdreavus beside him and told it a story that was both very old and very recent.

It is the story of a boy named Ash who protects Clefairy, who came from the moon, at Mt. Moon.

The next day, early morning.

Dian had already prepared everything early in the morning, returning to the state of simply carrying a backpack and leaving.

He went downstairs to complete the formalities, and then, amidst the Inn lady's endlessly pleading gaze, embarked on his journey to the Pokémon Center.

During this period, he went to the Pokémon Center almost every day to check on the Pokémon's health and also to get a free meal.

Fortunately, his training methods were quite cautious and realistic, so the Pokémon did not show any abnormalities; on the contrary, their bodies became even stronger.

The only pity is that the Hoppip has yet to learn the Sleep Powder skill.

Dian then planned to go to the Weather Bureau; if he was lucky, his problem might be solved.

"Happy!"

When Blissey saw that it was the Prince entering, it immediately came over to greet him happily.

She was still holding a series of plates in her hands, apparently having just put them away to take to the kitchen to wash.

"Yes, Your Highness. Please wait a moment, I'll finish this little matter."

Nurse Joy glanced at it and then focused on the computer in front of him.

She adjusted her glasses, and surprisingly, she exuded the charm of an intellectual beauty. It's a pity that Xiao Brock, who's into mature women, isn't here right now, otherwise he would have discovered a whole new world in the Joy family.

"Alright, give me your Poké Ball. You need me to check your body, right?"

Nurse Joy took off her glasses and smiled, saying, "You're incredibly lucky today."

"Hmm? Lucky?"

Dian Zheng handed over his three Poké Ball, and then heard Nurse Joy utter strange words.

You'll find out in a moment.

Nurse Joy kept everyone in suspense for a moment, then took the Poké Ball and turned to walk towards the workshop behind her.

"Luck? Could it be?!"

The hall seemed to have suddenly thought of something, and for a moment it was indeed somewhat excited.

"Happy!!"

Pat-pat.

Blissey came out carrying a very large plate.

On top of it was a small pink pot that was still steaming.

She walked slowly, a rare occurrence, to the front of the hall, and placed the small Pink pot on the table. "Happy! Happy!"

Blissey pointed to the Pink pot on the table and confidently waved its arm.

Dian suddenly had a very bad feeling. "Blissey, could it be that you made this?"

As he spoke, he opened the pot lid, revealing a golden-yellow steamed egg custard inside. It looked more like a giant pudding or a delicate work of art than a steamed egg custard.

But the problem is!! The ingredients might be the most wonderful eggs in the world, the "Blissey," but the person who made them is no less amazing—they're a natural black "Blissey" that makes people feel incredibly happy.

Beads of cold sweat had already appeared on Dian's forehead. Was this happiness? Or a trial?! It was definitely a trial!

The issue now is no longer whether this thing is edible, but whether he will eat it at all.

Eating it might allow you to meet the white angels, but the problem is if you don't eat it.

He looked up at the Blissey beside him, who was expecting his praise, and felt that he would completely let the child down.

After all, there are at least eight hundred or a thousand Trainer here, so the fact that they left him a bowl of steamed egg custard is already a great honor. It would be extremely impolite not to eat it.

In an instant, the demons and angels within the temple began a fierce and stalemate, a battle of intense intensity.