Gloom's pollen carried a powerful stench, but it was actually an intensely concentrated fragrance. Perfume companies everywhere bought Gloom pollen every year.
Although most people couldn't stand the smell, a small minority were exceptions and could detect the fragrance within it.
With Gloom, the odds of that were roughly one in a thousand. Clearly, Li Han was that one in a thousand.
"Sorry, sorry. I only caught Gloom recently, so unfamiliar surroundings still make Gloom nervous."
In fact, as long as Gloom stayed calm, there would be no stench.
Conversely, the more danger Gloom sensed and the more uneasy Gloom felt, the stronger the stench became. There were supposedly even records of people being knocked unconscious by the smell from two kilometers away.
"Shame we don't have a Pokémon that can control the wind. I'll take Gloom out for a walk later."
Li Han collected some of Gloom's "drool" in a sealable insulated cup.
It was called "drool" because the liquid hung from the corners of Gloom's mouth, but it wasn't actually saliva. It was nectar secreted by Gloom.
That nectar smelled even stronger than the pollen, but tasted wonderfully sweet, earning it the nickname "the liquid durian of the Pokémon world."
Because of its unusual source and smell, some people couldn't stomach the idea of eating it, while others absolutely loved it.
After all, the sweet mangosteen juice on Tsareena's body was essentially sweat, and some people even liked the water Tsareena had washed her feet in.
A war without gunfire seemed to have broken out in the neighborhood. The next day, Xin Mu still found garbage dumped at his door, but he paid it no mind and simply cleaned it up.
The old man had tried going out when the noise started to avoid it, but Xin Mu's