Pokémon: Forget Being a Trainer—I'm Starting a Farm!
Chapter 295

Miraidon: "What Kind of Heavenly Delicacy Is a Sandwich?" (Monthly Votes, Please)

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After resting until the pain had eased, Mingyou ate a piece of dried fruit to restore his strength. He got up from the sofa and walked over to Ogerpon and the others.

"Pon!"

"Don't worry. I'm fine now."

Mingyou patted Ogerpon's head, then looked at Miraidon. Rather than blame it, he put his hands on his hips and said, "This isn't the Network World, much less a future where the environment's been completely destroyed. If you're going to race through the wilderness instead of along proper roads, you need to be careful."

"Mira~"

It really was Miraidon's first time speeding through an environment like this. The natural scenery was beautiful, but it would need time to adjust.

Meloetta floated over to Mingyou, its face full of guilt. If it hadn't sung and sent Miraidon off course, Mingyou wouldn't have been hurt.

"Why do you blame yourself for everything? Stop thinking you're causing us trouble. It's just a little scrape from a fall. Nothing serious!"

Mingyou's tone was a little stern. He wanted Meloetta to grow out of this habit, but it looked like that would take a long time.

He set the thought aside and headed for the Pokémon Center's doors, waving the others along. "Let's take a look outside. Officer Jenny said there have been incidents of Pokémon going out of control around here lately. I doubt they'll affect us, but we should still be careful."

"Pon~"

Mingyou took them outside. It was exactly three in the afternoon, yet despite the heat, there was an odd chill in the air.

The Pokémon Center stood in a small, nameless village. Most of its original residents had moved away, but the road connected Giant Chasm with Undella Town, as well as Lacunosa Town with Humilau City.

Trainers traveling to hone their

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