Chapter 925 It's You, Mr. Fujiyama
[So...hungry...] The dense forest is a paradise for Pokémon, but it is both a paradise for the strong and a hell for the weak. The story of the survival of the fittest happens every day here, and this is not something strange. At this time in the Orange Forest, a short Pokémon is slowly moving its body. Its body is trembling, and it can feel the hostile gazes in the surrounding forest.
It shrank its body, it wanted to find a safe place to hide, but this was a forest, which was like hell to it, especially since it was such an unfamiliar place, so it didn't know where it could hide. It even thought about giving up and letting those predators eat it, but...
Very close, very close, it can already smell the fragrance of water vapor, that is the smell of life, and it is also what it depends on for survival. As long as it can get to that place, as long as it can reach that place, then...
But its slowly darkening vision and dizzy head made its steps more difficult, and finally it collapsed powerlessly to the ground, closing its eyes helplessly, tears streaming down its cheeks. It knew that when it opened its eyes again, it might be dead.
Nature is cruel. Although Pokémon are also nature's favorites, nature will never treat any Pokémon well on purpose.
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"Hmm?" Heath was eating steak, but while eating, he felt his waist shaking. That was the position of Mew. After all, most of the Pokémon around Heath had come out, and only Mew was unwilling to appear in front of a human he had never seen before. Heath had no intention of forcibly pulling Mew out, but smiled and put Mew on the Poké Ball on his waist. But at this time, Heath felt Mew shaking, as if Mew had something to do.
"I'll go get something." Heath made an excuse. Menghuan didn't want to appear in front of Mr. Fujiyama, and Heath would not go against Menghuan's wishes, so he needed to find an excuse to let Menghuan out and see what Menghuan was going to do. He knew that Menghuan was shaking like that definitely because he wanted him to let it out, but Heath didn't know what Menghuan was going to do.
Heath quickly came to the back of the tree and deliberately walked some distance away. Then Heath released Dream. As soon as Dream came out, it looked towards a certain place with purple light flashing in its eyes. It was Dream using its superpowers, a power that was too powerful. However, Heath didn't know what Dream saw that made it so excited.
"Heath, I saw a dying Pokémon. I'll go out for a while and come back later." Mew's telepathy came over. Heath was stunned for a moment. It was actually a dying Pokémon? But what kind of Pokémon would make Mew so curious? But now was not the time to think about these questions. Heath touched his pocket, then called Mew and stuffed a bottle of recovery medicine into Mew.
Although the recovery medicine here cannot be said to make a Pokémon really full of energy, it can still deal with most injuries and prevent the Pokémon from dying in a short period of time. Coupled with Mew's ability, Heath feels that the Pokémon will definitely not have any problems. Heath is still very confident.
"Be careful. Notify me if anything happens." Heath said to Huanhuan. Huanhuan nodded and flew away. Heath also returned to his seat. Mr. Fujiyama didn't care too much. He thought Heath just went to the toilet. This was deep in the Orange Forest and there was no public toilet for them to use. They could just find a place to solve the problem. However, seeing that Heath had been gone for a while, he probably found a place quite far away to solve the problem. After all, Heath has always been a person who is very considerate of others.
"Mr. Fujiyama, is this Kustom your Pokémon?" Heath looked at the Kustom beside Mr. Fujiyama curiously. He hadn't seen his old friend for a long time. Heath had a lot of questions in his heart that he wanted to ask. Moreover, as far as Heath could remember, Mr. Fujiyama had never captured a Kustom.
"Ah, it's not my Pokémon, but it's my disciple, right? After all, this guy wanted to sneak attack me before, and I beat him up, so now it starts to practice with me." Mr. Fujiyama said with a smile, and then swallowed the steak in his mouth. The enjoyment of the meat made him feel happy, not to mention that he needed to replenish his energy now.
Shirona looked at Mr. Fujiyama in front of her with an unbelievable look. What did this man say just now? He said he beat up? Beat up what? Beat up Rattata? It can't be a wearing bear, right? Absolutely impossible, right? This is a wearing bear. You know, the average wearing bear is a big guy with a height of 2.1 meters and a weight of more than 130. And the wearing bear in front of her is a very well-trained type. The size and weight are definitely higher than the average bear of the same kind.
"Is that so? That's normal, you're worthy of it." Heath was very calm. Mr. Fujiyama was a muscle training expert and also a very strong fighter. It could be said that if it were a real-life competition, Mr. Fujiyama would definitely be in the top 100. Although the suit was very big, it was not a big problem for Mr. Fujiyama.
Shirona glanced at Mr. Fujiyama, then at her boyfriend who looked normal. She suddenly felt that she couldn't understand something. She looked at Garchomp beside her. If Garchomp used pure physical attacks, it wouldn't be difficult for him to defeat the bear. But a human, a human without numerical values and unquantifiable abilities, could actually defeat the Pokémon that was once known as a demon beast. This was really...
"Oh, by the way, Sirona, you don't know this, right? Mr. Fujiyama used to be able to fight against monsters." Heath thought of something, and then told Sirona beside him. After hearing this, Sirona couldn't help but cover her face. It seems that this world is really crazy. Sirona even wondered if she should try to start training? After all, she is a champion. Shouldn't the champion be the strongest in everything?
But then Shirona gave up. With her arms and legs, it was too difficult for her to fight a Pokémon. Even the weakest Pokémon like the Hornet had the ability to poison a person to death.
