Chapter 385

After waking up, most of the fatigue accumulated from the long journey to Sinnoh and Kitakami had already dissipated.

Feeling refreshed, Qingyu stretched lazily, then sat on the bed and started scrolling through his phone as usual.

Unsurprisingly, today's video also stirred up a wave of excitement on PokeTV, taking over from Professor Oak's "Oak Family's New Year's Eve Dinner" and once again topping the trending list overnight.

"As expected, my influence online is still quite significant!"

Qingyu nodded with satisfaction, but when he reached out to pet the Sylveon at the head of the bed, his hand grasped at thin air.

Subconsciously turning his gaze to the head of the bed and finding it empty, Qingyu suddenly came to his senses.

His eyes turned toward a small cat bed that had appeared in the corner of his bedroom.

Because it had evolved, his headboard could no longer accommodate Sylveon, so starting today, Sylveon would sleep in the cat bed in his room.

As for why a fox-like Pokémon would sleep in a cat bed...

It was because after evolving, Sylveon had developed a slightly tsundere personality and a tendency to cling to its trainer, making it truly resemble a big cat.

Plus, it had a real kitten as a friend; birds of a feather flock together, after all!

Watching Sylveon lying in the cat bed looking completely relaxed, Qingyu was amused by its sprawled-out, undignified sleeping posture and soon got up to leave the bedroom.

Let it sleep well.

At this time in the morning, Riolu had definitely already gone out for a run; its activity range recently seemed to no longer be limited to Cabo Poco, and it had started exploring in various other directions.

Although Qingyu didn't quite understand, one thing was certain.

Riolu's "morning run" was only secondary; its real purpose was likely to find some powerful Pokémon along the way to spar with...

Qingyu always felt that one day it would truly evolve into a One-Punch Wolf, Lucario.

No, according to the Pokémon world's terminology, it should be 【Lucario (Single-Strike Style)】 to be more accurate.

Walking into the hall, under Qingyu's gaze, the Bagon that had been sleeping on the sofa cushion suddenly rolled over, its skull hitting the floor first with a thud as it tumbled down.

"Ying?"

Bagon opened its eyes groggily, realized it was lying on the floor, and then just lay there casually, ignoring the impact on its head and continuing to sleep soundly.

Qingyu was already used to this.

It seemed that falling from heights was truly a habit of Bagon; even though a newly hatched Bagon was still in its growth phase, it would take advantage of the few times it was awake to climb to slightly higher places and jump straight down.

Compared to its body, its skull had completed development first, and its current hardness was already astonishing.

Therefore, this little accident meant nothing to it.

After picking up Bagon and placing it back on the sofa, Qingyu walked out of the Sunny Gym.

"Ga-ao..."

Miraidon narrowed its eyes, glanced at Qingyu, and continued to be a good, lazy couch potato.

"Bonie!"

Not far from the gym, Ogerpon, who had woken up early and was waving its club, seemingly clearing a field, noticed him and immediately ran over happily, leaping directly onto Qingyu with a spirited cry.

"Ogerpon, you're up so early to farm?"

Qingyu petted its head affectionately and asked, pointing to the wasteland where it had been standing earlier.

"Bonie!"

Ogerpon nodded repeatedly and took some seeds out of its cloak.

Qingyu took a look and immediately recognized them as the Herba Mystica seeds he had left in the gym.

Besides the Sweet Herba Mystica he had obtained when he defeated the Stony Cliff Titan with Nemona and Arven, he had also received some Bitter Herba Mystica seeds from Arven.

He had originally thought about whether to rent a Pokémon that could farm to achieve Herba Mystica freedom.

Now that he saw it, did Ogerpon have a hobby of farming itself?

But thinking about it, it was quite reasonable; after all, Ogerpon had lived alone on Oni Mountain, where there weren't many berries to eat...

If it didn't grow something itself, it would probably have to go down the mountain to steal food.

According to the Pokedex description, Ogerpon was a highly intelligent Pokémon that loved pranks and would often go to the village to cause mischief.

Unfortunately, that must have been a hundred years ago; after all, later on, the whole village treated it as a "demon" and didn't give it any chance to get close.

So it could only farm by itself and be self-sufficient?

Thinking of this, Qingyu petted Ogerpon's head again, his eyes filled with a bit more tenderness.

"Then, I'll leave it to you, Ogerpon."

"Bonie-yo~"

Ogerpon patted its chest, as if to say:

Leave it to me!

It soon got down from Qingyu and went back to continue its work.

Ogerpon's own strength was limited, but it had its own unique farming method.

It seemed that because of the efforts poured in by the mask craftsman and the man, Ogerpon's four masks all possessed different powers.

The Cornerstone Mask, symbolizing rock, invoked the power of the earth, causing the surrounding soil to churn, and under the majestic power of the earth, the soil soon became soft.

At this time, Ogerpon changed into the Wellspring Mask, which possessed the power of the water type, injecting a trickle of the source of life into the slightly dry soil.

When all the preparations were complete, it put on the Teal Mask it had worn for many years again and used Vine Whip to evenly scatter the seeds across the entire field.

Under the power of the magical masks, its farming efficiency was surprisingly high, and even Qingyu, who was watching from the sidelines, was stunned.

Good heavens, was Ogerpon actually this professional in this regard?

If that's the case, could it also be a good cook? Its skills from living alone for so many years must be excellent!