Chapter 915: The Scatterer of Wealth

All All Baimu Mountain.

When All All Baimu returned, the entire mountain had become lush and green.

From his vantage point, the mountain's base beside the highway was entirely covered by dense forest, branches and leaves thick as walls.

The fields the Barza siblings had cleared at the foothills were completely invisible.

He turned to look at the neighboring Gaoshan.

It, too, was blanketed in thick greenery; only near the peak did patches of barren brown rock remain, too hard for roots to take hold.

"So fast!"

He tossed his hoverbike onto the roadside and hurried inward, following his memory.

He had taken only two steps.

"Niaozhou!"

A Bellsprout suddenly leapt from the shrubs and weeds ahead, dirt falling off it, and dashed away tearfully.

Amazing camouflage!

All All Baimu was slightly startled—he had actually missed it?

These Pokémon are timid by nature, weak in power, essentially the lowest tier among wild Pokémon.

Since they recover daily energy through photosynthesis and absorb minimal nutrients from soil, they have little need for food, making them inconspicuous.

With double debuffs, they dare not speak to anyone with a dangerous aura.

They fear being struck for getting in the way.

All All Baimu: "..."

Am I some kind of bully Pokémon?

Damn it!

I'll make this guy learn the meaning of my reputation as the Scatterer of Wealth!

All All Baimu punched the Drapion beside him in frustration, then continued walking inward, eyes scanning the surroundings as the Drapion stared at him with a wounded look.

Once he diverted some attention.

Many wild Pokémon hiding in the shadows, elusive and unseen, suddenly became obvious.

At that moment.

A roar came from the distant sky.

"Shasong! Shasong!"

It seemed the family's Dog Nose Dragon had smelled his scent and followed all the way here.

Of course, it might also have been the hoverbike's exhaust—after all, it had an irreconcilable grudge against the hoverbike.

All All Baimu raised his hand and called out: "Here!"

The roar quickly drew nearer, and a dark shadow shot through the treetops, scattering countless leaves—

Wait.

Three of them charged forward!

The dragon-like dive forced him to dodge behind the Shy Guy Dragon, which made the three-headed dragon quite displeased as it braked just in time.

"Shasong!"

"Lutuo..."

Drapion grimaced and raised its claws in surrender.

It didn't want to be the third wheel in its Trainer's bonding moments—how come it always got caught, even when it was hidden?

"Shasong your head!"

All All Baimu smacked the three-headed dragon's head three times and urged: "Quick, take me to Reiguanwang and the others."

"Shasong~"

Feeling the weight on its back, the Houndoom's expression instantly shifted from grumpy to cheerful.

It flapped its six wings and shot straight into the sky, Drapion closely following.

From high above,

the nearby mountains had clearly been transformed.

But perhaps the seed dispersal had been insufficient, or perhaps Reiguanwang hadn't been fully committed—other mountains mostly held only wildflowers, grasses, and shrubs.

Scattered small trees were far from forming a forest.

In contrast, All All Baimu Mountain—

forests, orchards, fields, and meadows lay in orderly patches; the nearby Link Lake shore teemed with lush aquatic plants and the songs of birds and fragrance of flowers.

This ordinary natural scenery, when compared to the Oure region and the other mountains, was nothing short of a paradise on earth.

That's why context matters.

Moments later,

the three-headed dragon hovered above the plateau on All All Baimu Mountain's mid-slope, where a villa was planned.

They had previously camped here too, for the open view that let them overlook the entire foothill.

Now the camp was complete, and Happiny bustled about alone.

"Happy~"

Seeing its Trainer, it waved its tiny hands happily.

"You've worked hard—just the five of you?"

All All Baimu looked around and spotted a Reuniclus kneeling motionless in the grass, and a Regieleki hopping foolishly in place.

The Five Divine Pillars, All All Baimu Mountain's appointed guardians, were each stationed in different areas to prevent conflicts among wild Pokémon.

Due to its impulsive nature, the Lightning Pillar had been temporarily kept near camp, lest it create a conflict instead of preventing one.

As for Reuniclus...

This thing was naturally independent and wouldn't lift a finger without benefit; it could help, but afterward it had to get a good soak.

Such strange demands always made All All Baimu feel he'd shorten his life—even though he knew it was an illusion.

Galarian Sunflora had this to say:

Times change!

Reuniclus's behavior was strikingly similar to when the Trainer once idly patted its shell.

Tears!

The boomerang of "childhood" had finally come back!

"Take it slow—I'll cook for you tonight."

All All Baimu called over Happiny, bent down, and patted its fluffy head, then satisfied, told the three-headed dragon: "Let's go find Reiguanwang!"

The Houndoom howled and flew northward.

Along the way,

he saw many wild Pokémon feverishly building nests in their new habitats.

Occasionally, he spotted his own Pokémon busy at work.

They would, as if sensing something, lift their heads and lock eyes with him.

Not long after,

the three-headed dragon passed over a large Link Lake with gently rippling waters.

This was a gift from the Lugia, now a habitat for many aquatic Pokémon.

A shiny Milotic was playing here; the sudden massive shadow sweeping across the Link Lake caught its attention.

"Miguo? Miguo!"

Upon recognizing its Trainer and companions, it immediately chased after them, leaping from the water to cry out, drawing many aquatic Pokémon to follow—what a magnificent sight!

"Shasong~"

Seeing its urgent cries, the three-headed dragon reluctantly slowed and lowered its altitude.

The Milotic rose from the water, now level with All All Baimu's height.

But clearly, it had no urgent matter—just wanted to share a short stretch of the journey.

The three-headed dragon: "..."

Beyond the Link Lake, they climbed another mountain.

An endless field of flowers suddenly came into view; countless butterfly Pokémon fluttered gracefully, like slowly blooming blossoms, revealing tender "petals"—

the twirling Gulpin.

It danced joyfully, its magenta ribbons blazing like open flames, surrounded by countless petals in dazzling, clustered splendor!

A little farther away,

Ji Ji Meiya and Hu Pa clapped excitedly in small motions; Reiguanwang made no movement, but its joy was clear.

The Diancie flew everywhere, snapping photos from all angles, its movements like a masked ninja.

Only Weavile had no sense of aesthetics, boredly kicking its hooves, occasionally lowering its head to nibble a flower.

If it tasted good, its ears twitched; if bad, it spat it out immediately.

"Dancing..."

All All Baimu's eyes gleamed.

Gulpin had gradually fallen in love with dancing during its participation in the Super Contests.

Now it sometimes danced, but it always felt something was missing.

Now he understood.

"Stage."

The more glittering the occasion, the more enthusiastically and joyfully Gulpin would leap.

This made All All Baimu wonder whether to enroll it in a Swords Dance competition.

In the Pokémon world, stages where Pokémon could shine were never in short supply—it was merely a matter of how much attention they received.

Just like certain sports in his previous life.

He decided to ask about it when he had time.

"Ssh…"

Dragapult landed silently at the edge of the flower field; the preceding Rookidee sensed its arrival.

"You're back?"

"Mm. I've met everyone I needed to."

All All Baimu stepped forward, about to say something, when Gulpin, also noticing the Trainer's return, halted abruptly.

"Kichido~"

Gulpin rushed into his arms like a butterfly chasing flowers, pointing a finger toward the flower field, lifting its head with starlit eyes, gazing at him expectantly.

The meaning was simple and clear.

It wanted this flower field.

All All Baimu raised his right hand in an OK sign. "Buy it!"

He had already been thinking of expanding his Pokémon's activity space; though the flower field was a bit far, it probably wasn't a problem… right?

I'll ask tomorrow.

He pondered the means of purchase.

With its wish fulfilled, Gulpin returned to the flower field, happily spinning in circles.

Suddenly.

All All Baimu turned and asked, "Where's your brother?"

"Him? He's digging for a spring with Bonsly and Steelix."

Mayali, her eyes fixed entirely on Gulpin, replied without turning.

Digging for a spring?

Balsar?

With Bonsly and Steelix?

All All Baimu was stunned.

Though after Platinum Silver Mountain's forests grew lush, he indeed felt it lacked a river, and bringing a subterranean river to the surface couldn't be simple.

But what if it worked?

He caught the returning Polteageist.

Polteageist II: "I want to edit it and post it to its account."

"Go ahead. Consider it fan service."

All All Baimu agreed.

Then he suddenly remembered: Pokémon world didn't have short-video apps. Maybe he could create one?

Perfect—he needed money to buy the mountain!

This had potential!

All All Baimu decided to start planning in a couple days; Professor Leaf didn't have time to help him develop an app, too busy mass-producing Polteageist devices.

But Zero Unit could.

Polteageist's programming skills weren't weaker than humans'.

——

The two and their Pokémon returned home.

Passing through farmland.

Mayali ran to the cabin and fetched pots, pans, bowls, and chopsticks.

The cabin had been built by the siblings and All All Baimu when they first arrived, so they could live closer to their Pokémon.

Shanren's arrangement had fallen through, but he hadn't ignored them.

He frequently sent them various daily necessities, ensuring the siblings never lacked food or clothing, allowing them to focus wholeheartedly on their farming endeavors.

"I didn't expect them to adapt so quickly."

Mayali climbed the mountain path and saw many wild Pokémon carrying or hugging fruits back to their nests. "I'm almost unaccustomed to it," she remarked.

Yesterday she'd still been distributing food!

All All Baimu chuckled. "Just catch one and raise it. Don't tell me after four months you still don't have a single Pokémon you're close to."

Hu Pa suddenly grew agitated.

"No!! Bai Xia gives bad advice! Mayali is mine!" it shouted.

Mayali rolled her eyes, as if to say, "See?"

All All Baimu suddenly understood.

No wonder Mayali had no Pokémon of her own, even though Balsar had some—Hu Pa wouldn't allow it.

Quite possessive.

"Got it!"

He poked Hu Pa's forehead. Hu Pa covered its head and pouted, but quickly returned to its carefree demeanor.

At the camp.

Happiny, eagerly watching the mountain path, spotted them and hurried forward to greet them.

"Happy~"

"Anyone else back?"

All All Baimu raised his voice slightly.

Out flew the giggling Dracovish siblings, who, along with Galarian Sunflora, formed the Ghost-type Placement Team.

Though it seemed unreliable, the number of Ghost-type Pokémon gathered on Platinum Silver Mountain was extremely small—hardly any effort was needed.

The reason was simple.

Ghost-type Pokémon generally feed on spiritual energy and emotions; the Leyuan was like a buffet—eat whenever you wanted. Who'd go outside to starve unless absolutely necessary?

All All Baimu grabbed one on each side, his gaze still scanning around.

"No one else?"

"I'll go notify them!"

Polteageist split into several clones, each transforming into streamlined shapes and darting off into the distance.

In the grass, Spiritomb lounged lazily; Rookidee sighed quietly.

It had regained its strength for some time now.

It had considered taming a second steed, but its instinct told it Spiritomb was far less cooperative than Snowbelle.

What to do?

Snowbelle could certainly do the job.

But for nighttime travel, Spiritomb's light frame and Ghost typing were ideal.

Headache~

Such a headache~

Rookidee dismounted; its cloak shrank rapidly to normal size.

"I'll rest for a while."

It said, then slipped into the tent.

"..."

All All Baimu observed its changing demeanor, thought for a moment, then tossed the Dracovish siblings aside and walked slowly toward Spiritomb.

The jet-black steed rose at the sound, its pale purple, feathery eyelashes trembling slightly, stepping forward with soft clopping steps.

It affectionately pressed its muzzle against All All Baimu's neck.

"Eh~"

Sss~ Ha!

Top-tier flavor!

Not even eating it—just smelling it could extend one's lifespan!

Spiritomb's delighted expression made All All Baimu deeply unhappy. He forcibly pushed its muzzle away and said:

"Can you help me with tonight's important task?"

"Eh~"

Spiritomb let out a low neigh, its breath cold as winter mist.

All All Baimu didn't understand.

He glanced around, confirmed the Three Divine Pillars weren't nearby—the Lightning Pillar was as clueless as a fool—and placed his hand on Spiritomb's forehead.

The Divine Heart hadn't moved in a long time.

Mainly because the Ice and Steel Pillars especially disliked the Divine Heart—they reacted like cats with bristled fur—and he'd dared not use it, fearing it would lower their favor.

They're not here right now…

Golden light slowly flowed from All All Baimu's palm into Lingyouma's body.

Inside the tent.

In sleep, Reiguanwang seemed to sense something.

So it rolled over.

——

The evening glow blazed like fire, reddening half the sky.

As smoke curled from hearths.

Barza had just returned with Bonsly and Steelix.

All three were caked in mud, their faces showing neither triumph nor disappointment.

Clearly, the mountain spring had not been successfully dug up.

"This arduous task is still yours to handle."

He changed into clean clothes and said earnestly to All All Baimu.

Barza had patience, but the two main diggers refused to obey his commands.

Bonsly was somewhat better—he could be reasoned with.

Steelix, however, did exactly as it pleased, digging wildly!

Looking back now, he was mad to have brought someone else's Pokémon hunting for mountain spring water.

All All Baimu said nothing, patting Barza's shoulder in comfort.

His own home-cooked dinner, he believed, would be more than enough to reward this Kangaskhan-like brother.

A short while later.

Night fell, stars glittering.

The aroma of the glowing dish spread once more across much of Platinum Mountain.

This time, All All Baimu did not share it with the wild Pokémon who arrived first; instead, he checked data and locations from his Pokédex to care for lesser-known Pokémon like Weedle.

The Giving Child.

He insisted on reaching every single one, from top to bottom.

Satisfied, he returned to camp with empty buckets, woke Reiguanwang, and led Lingyouma before it.

All All Baimu said: "Mount up!"

Reiguanwang rubbed its eyes.

It: "?"