Chapter 378: The First Emperor Has Not Yet Started His Business
Hoopa fell into deep thought, wondering what went wrong in his plan that led to his current situation being so bad.
Hoopa looked down at his hands. They were soft cat claws, but they had no strength at all, not to mention the claws that were useless. They couldn't even scratch a piece of tissue. This made Hoopa feel really bad. He didn't understand why his plan to use his power to escape the seal had become such problem. Moreover, he seemed to have become a stupid animal. Those moves were completely unusable, and even his gold ring was gone. Hoopa sadly found that he could only become a small waste without any ability to protect himself.
"Meow!" Hoopa roared angrily, but the sound that came out was the voice of a cute little kitten, which made Hoopa even more desperate. Hoopa lay flat on the table, looking at the gentle moon and the bright night sky outside the window. Hoopa sighed, how long has it been?
Since being sealed, Hoopa has never seen such a night sky and night view again, let alone the moonlight. He never expected that he would escape from the desperate seal in such a pathetic form. Originally, Hoopa's plan was very good. He planned to use his golden circle ability to escape, and then fight back to where he was and teach those who sealed him a painful lesson. Unexpectedly, the late emperor was gone before his career was halfway done. Hoopa looked at his current weak and powerless appearance, and felt that if he ran out in this form, let alone finding the Valley of Creation, even leaving this strange place would be a huge challenge.
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The next morning, when Heath woke up, he found a dark red color in front of his eyes. He subconsciously reached out his hand and pulled it away, then he found a kitten lying on his face. Heath was stunned for a moment, but soon his brain woke up and recalled what happened yesterday. Heath picked up the unimaginably light cat and pinched its face. The cat didn't move at all, but its ears moved.
"This little guy is sleeping soundly." Heath scratched his head, yawned, then slowly climbed up from the bed, and pulled out Zoroark, who was still burrowing into the quilt, trying to avoid Heath's discovery.
"Good morning, Zoroark, Farfetch'd, let's go, it's time to wash up." Seath rubbed Farfetch'd's head. Today, Farfetch'd looked much more energetic than yesterday. Yesterday, when Farfetch'd was cooking, it looked like it was about to fall asleep, which made Seath a little amused. Snorlax even slept directly in the kitchen. But today Farfetch'd looked very energetic.
Heath calmly walked out of the bedroom holding Zoroark's neck, and then he saw a very common scene. Charmeleon was exercising there, panting, while Snorlax was still sleeping soundly. Snorlax was so sleepy today, and Heath was used to it. Moreover, the sunlight shone through the glass and fell on Snorlax, making his crystal clear body reflect the light of the sun, and Heath couldn't help but squint his eyes.
"This Snorlax is quite fashionable, and he even has some tattoos on his body." Heath yawned, and then was about to walk into his bathroom to start today's washing work, but Heath was stunned for a moment the next second, and then Heath turned his head suddenly, and then he found that Snorlax did have tattoos on his body, some black tattoos that looked like tadpoles.
Heath walked over and found that there were indeed some small black things on Snorlax's body. However, these small things quickly disappeared and hid after Heath approached. If Heath had not been very sure that he had just seen them, he would have thought that he was having an illusion.
Heath took out his Poké Ball and immediately put Snorlax away. The next second, Heath found that there were some small black things on the floor where Snorlax had been lying before, but these small things quickly disappeared into Heath's floor. Heath touched his chin. Heath knew these small things. They were unknown totems, a special Pokémon that often appeared in various ruins or ancient caves. They were very weak, but could gather together to form a very special power with surprising power. But what Heath didn't understand was why these unknown totems appeared in his food truck?
Thinking of this, Heath remembered the statue he got yesterday. Could it be that these little things appeared because of the use of that statue? However, this is just a guess after all, and it is still unknown whether this is the case.
Heath walked into the bathroom with confusion. He released Snorlax and started to take care of his personal hygiene for the day. He also helped Zoroark, who was too sleepy to even lift his eyelids, to brush his teeth.
"Zorua... why do I always feel that you seem... to have grown up a little?" Heath looked at the troubled Zoroa and asked puzzledly.
Zorolla today looked exactly the same as before, but Heath always felt something was weird. Because he was a chef, when he got something, he could guess the weight of the thing in his hand by just weighing it. But Zorolla was much heavier when he held him now, or even a lot heavier. Heath would hold Zorolla every morning when he got up, so he was very clear about Zorolla's weight.
"Eh? Is that so?" Zoroark suddenly opened his eyes and asked back with a silly smile on his face. Heath looked at Zoroark silently and weighed him again. He was indeed a lot heavier. If the previous Zoroark weighed at most a dozen kilograms, then the current Zoroark weighs almost seventy or eighty kilograms.
"...Are you going to tell the truth yourself, or do you want me to check it myself?" Heath looked at Zoroark kindly. Zoroark swallowed, and then a blurry light flashed. The next second, a Zoroark stood in front of Heath. Heath opened his mouth in surprise. He really didn't expect that Zoroark had evolved into a Zoroark without realizing it!
Heath pinched Zoroark's face. It was furry and felt very real, not fake.
"When did you evolve?" Heath was a little surprised. Heath had no idea when Zoroark evolved into Zoroark. However, this guy was too cunning. Even after evolving, he still pretended to be a weakling and maintained his original weak appearance. If Heath hadn't hugged him, he would have been fooled by it.
