Chapter 105: The Cautious Training of Grasswhisker

Inside the ruins of the Three Pillars lie valuable things, and Regirock personally confirmed this—the so-called black gold is the metal used to construct Registeel’s body, and some still remains embedded in the walls, just like the stones in the Rock Mountain Ruins.

“The legendary black gold—I once speculated such a material might exist, but I never imagined it was right beside me.”

Guang Tai rubbed his chin.

Black gold must be obtained. It seems Regirock truly intends to awaken its two brothers in this era—all three pillars opening a small shop together.

Regice can serve as a refrigerator (certainly).

For the remaining time, Guang Tai did not continue working; although recent orders kept increasing, handmade items naturally have long delivery cycles, and some things don’t need rushing—he had already arranged everything that needed arranging.

The next week would gradually complete those tasks.

He had received several useful breeding insights from many clients, and Guang Tai decided to spend these rest hours carefully reviewing them—first, he would start with “Ghost Pokémon and the Nature of Souls.”

The books on the ground were moved into the workshop; one ribbon of Doujianshu carried books, while the other ribbon was still gnawing on a dictionary—it was completely immersed. After moving the books, it hid in the corner, back turned to everyone, occasionally emitting strange low “yōu-yōu” murmurs.

Miss Qun and Grasswhisker exchanged a glance and shook their heads.

They couldn’t read text, so they couldn’t learn the books’ contents.

Miss Qun decided to further hone her carving skills—through carving and polishing, she could overcome the negative aspects of her traits. As for Grasswhisker, it looked left, then right, then sprinted to the door and locked eyes with Regirock.

“Nǎ?”

Can you help me train?

Grasswhisker felt its strength was lacking; everyone else was striving to grow stronger, yet it had no good way to improve—it couldn’t read books, couldn’t carve, and relying solely on the soil on its back and its Trainer’s nutrition to grow felt unsteady.

Regirock gave Grasswhisker a thumbs-up.

Your thinking is correct! If you only keep boosting energy without real combat training, you won’t master your moves fully. Though your Trainer isn’t skilled in battle but excels in breeding, if you want to grow stronger, combat training is essential!

Since you sincerely asked me, I must train you!

“Regi—” Regirock glanced at the unknown totem E pinned to the wall:

Are you coming to train too?

“Annon?” Unknown Totem E looked puzzled.

Me train? What could I possibly train for? I only know one move—Awakening Power!

I… can’t do anything.

Password correct?

After muttering to itself, it suddenly remembered something and began whispering quietly to Regirock and Grasswhisker.

Although a single totem can’t do anything, if many Unknown Totems gather together, they can accomplish incredible things!

For example—creating Pokémon!

“Regi!” Regirock swung its arm, looking surprised.

Are you also the same type as my dad? Do you have Slow Start?

Unknown Totem E stared blankly at Regirock.

You’re not very friendly.

Though it knew Regirock was just asking innocently—after all, its nature was gentle—it couldn’t possibly not know about Regice!

That thing once guarded the Plates for the Creation God and created five Giants; in a sense, it could truly be compared to Arceus.

“Annon.” Unknown Totem E denied Regirock’s words.

“Annon!”

The Pokémon we create, if powered only by our strength and not by the Creation God’s, are merely false illusions within our minds—we can reflect our inner thoughts into reality; not long ago, we helped one Pokémon achieve “birth,” bringing it from an ancient era into this world.

“Nǎ!” Grasswhisker perked up.

This it knew—it was that giant dragon often mentioned by Doujianshu, the Trainer, and Miss Qun, right?

“Annon.”

Correct—you understand well. It seems you pay attention to other Pokémon’s conversations. If ranked by capture order, that dragon is the third, and you are the fourth.

Unknown Totem E wobbled its body; Grasswhisker mumbled, indicating it hadn’t seen the dragon yet—so the question was… was it strong?

Unknown Totem E immediately perked up and vividly recounted the story it had seen in its dream: “The Medicinal King versus the Cancelled Straight Sword Ancient Dragon.” Even Regirock became interested!

Regardless of embellishment, the moves and destructive power described were clearly formidable! Of course—they were a Dragon Pokémon. Legendary creatures, Dragon-types naturally possess immense power.

“Nǎ?”

Grasswhisker asked: So, are you going to create it here?

Unknown Totem E recalled Guang Tai’s words and rejected the idea.

That giant dragon has already appeared somewhere in the world and waits to be brought back by a Trainer; out of courtesy, we can’t recreate its image again—also to prevent accidents!

Besides, that thing was itself an accident—we originally intended to create Suicune in the dream! Creating the Three Sacred Beasts is too risky; let’s do something else.

“Annon~” Unknown Totem E paused, then added one more thing.

Though it spoke boldly, in truth, when many Unknown Totems gather to create Pokémon, there’s a slight risk of the created Pokémon going out of control.

So even if we do create one, it mustn’t be too powerful—we must ensure we can defeat it. And we can’t train near the workshop—it might become dangerous.

“Regi—” Regirock’s H-symbol flickered; it gently nudged Grasswhisker, signaling it to train with it first—once it got the feel for it, letting Unknown Totem E help create a Pokémon wouldn’t be too late.

Besides, it knew a perfect training ground!

“Nǎ-nǎ~” Grasswhisker ran to Miss Qun’s side and told her it was going to train with Regirock and Unknown Totem E. Miss Qun glanced at the three Pokémon curiously but said nothing, only patted Grasswhisker’s leaf.

“Duo le li!”

Go early and come back soon—I’ll make soup for you tonight!

The three Pokémon entered the Divine Capital Forest. Regirock led them to a woodland area where every tree bore chopping marks, and many had fallen or broken, forming a natural arena.

“Nǎ?” Grasswhisker sensed the lingering aura of a powerful Pokémon. Regirock pointed to a depression nearby.

There used to be a Scyther here—the one causing trouble in the Rock Mountain Ruins. That dent in the tree was where it got knocked back by my punch. Actually, I was just here digging for stones; it came charging out, chattered something I didn’t understand, but after I hit it, it never came back here again.

Grasswhisker: “.”

It felt Regirock wasn’t as gentle as it seemed.

That punch probably knocked out the Scyther’s leftover dinner.

Will I get punched into the air too?

“Regi—”

Since no Pokémon remain here, this is a natural battlefield, perfect for sparring. But most Pokémon in the outer forest dislike fighting, which is why that strong Scyther tried to dominate here.

Grasswhisker steeled itself. Regirock had moved to the opposite side of the arena, while Unknown Totem E hovered midair, acting as referee—it had watched humans do this many times and was thoroughly familiar.

“Annon~” Before battle began, Unknown Totem E explained its village rules: one rule forbade using the powerful herbs on its back—they were vital supplies, and if used up, there’d be no explaining it back home, so Solar Beam was also banned.

“Nǎ!” Grasswhisker nodded solemnly!

It knew this well—but banning Solar Beam could strengthen other abilities!

It was weak. Though everyone said it was strong, in truth, it couldn’t do many things.

So it would grow under self-imposed limits—that was its idea!

(End of Chapter)