: The gluttonous Gengar is arrested.

Chapter 8: The gluttonous Gengar is arrested.

"Welcome to visit us again."

The manager saw Zhu Suihan off with a blank expression, completely numb.

If this person hadn't been in a hurry, the "destructive power" of the lucky star might have swept through the entire rocket building.

Aside from the shopping cards and prizes won by the lucky customers, it seems like this person can live comfortably for the rest of their life just by participating in lotteries.

And it's definitely the kind of lifestyle with a very high quality!

"Is it heavy? Do you want me to help you carry some?"

Zhu Suihan took out a shrunken incense burner from his bosom: "This thing of mine can hold a lot."

"Pele".

The messenger bird shook its head. This weight was nothing compared to the much heavier food it usually distributed in the nearby forest.

"Then I'll have to trouble you."

Zhu Suihan patted the messenger bird's head. There was no time to fix its hair; the manager simply sent over a deluxe headband set.

In short, Zhu Suihan received all the treatment he was entitled to.

"The head of the technology department of the rocket group, that's an interesting position."

With Giovanni's various positive actions as a precedent, it's unlikely that anyone would find it inappropriate for the Konoha Pavilion Master to work for Rocket Group.

After all, both humans and Pokémon need to make a living.

Zhu Suihan walked towards the high-rise restaurant, pondering how to use the money along the way.

As for the evolution stone set and the like, keep them for now; you never know when you might need them.

In the world of Pokémon, there are storage backpacks, and I also have a huge incense burner. It would be a shame not to make good use of my hamster instincts.

On the other side, in a corner of the observation deck restaurant, Professor Oak was sweating profusely as he made a phone call.

I, Professor Oak, am here to pay!

"Anyway, that's the situation. We have a gluttonous person here who can eat a lot, and I'm worried I don't have enough money on me."

Green: ?

A super-glutton who ate all the food in Kaji Dojo in one meal, and then Grandpa still wants to treat people to a meal at a high-end restaurant?

Even if you're rich, you can't waste money like this!

"What's wrong?"

Qinglu covered the microphone and looked towards the door. A certain battle maniac wearing a hat looked over.

"The agreed training time has arrived, but you haven't come."

Qinglv paused for a moment: "My grandfather wants to invite a humanoid Snorlax to dinner at a high-end restaurant."

Red-browed man raised an eyebrow: "Is the money enough?"

"Grandpa only planned to go to the Kaji Dojo this time. He just grabbed a debit card and some change. I never expected things to turn out like this."

Qinglu shook her head: "You can transfer the money via computer. After we're done, I'll go to training with you."

Crimson laughed: "Hehe, that's exactly what I was waiting for you to say."

Inside the restaurant, Professor Oak breathed a sigh of relief.

If Uncle Liu hadn't reminded Zhu Suihan of his astonishing appetite, his old friends would probably have had to chip in to pay for the meal today.

While using facial recognition at restaurants is one option, it shouldn't be done indiscriminately.

"What's going on with you two?"

Mr. Steel affectionately patted Chie's head, but his eyes were fixed on Uncle Liu, who remained silent.

"Is that kid really that big of a eater?"

Uncle Liu smirked: "They emptied the Kaji Gym in one meal, and now I have to order food from the big city to replenish it. What do you think?"

The couple glanced at Kikuko, who was sitting silently in the chair, and couldn't help but sigh.

Honestly, it's already quite good that this person was even willing to come.

"Hey, Professor Oak!"

Oki Yukinari turned his head and looked, then froze.

What's with that extra-large package in the messenger bird's hand?

Zhu Suihan opened the package and rummaged through it, then handed over a set of evolution stones in particularly good condition.

"This is a gift for you, although it's nothing expensive."

Damu:?

Zhu Suihan sat down next to Uncle Liu. The elderly group, along with Qianhui, subconsciously looked at the gift in her hand and couldn't quite accept it for a moment.

Such a huge package, and everything inside was won in a raffle?!

Don't think you can lie to people just because we're old!

Steel twirled the collectible Poké Ball, a collaborative development between Rocket Group and Silver Company, in his hand, but his gaze unconsciously drifted to Zhu Suihan, who was sitting calmly in a chair, feeding Lapras a small treat.

Chie tugged at the steel-clad clothes: "Grandpa, this guy is really handsome, even more handsome than the teachers at school."

The steel has fallen silent, brother?

There's something wrong with this generational ranking.

"Haha, let me introduce you to Suihan next year."

Professor Oak abruptly changed the subject: "These are all old friends of mine and Lao Gu's, from many years ago."

The Nurturing House Couple, Ghost King Kikuko, and Mr. Steel.

Zhu Suihan took a sip of tea. This table was full of tough guys.

Kikuko goes without saying; the Johto Incubation Center is the future residence of Jin Laowu. Actually, he's more curious about who passed down the GS Ball secret manual from Mr. Steel.

"Bamboo endures the cold, a person who emerges from the frozen depths."

Kikuko narrowed her eyes and looked at Gengar, which was floating behind her with its short arms clinging to the back of a chair.

She had also read that inscription.

"Did you feel anything?"

Gengar scratched its head and decisively launched an attack!

"Geng!"

Zhu Suihan calmly watched the large tongue in front of him constantly moving, and remembered the green tongue jelly that he used to deliberately not bite when he was a child, and would lick it until it was soft.

It's okay, I'll take care of it.

Under the astonished gazes of everyone, Zhu Suihan reached out and pinched Gengar's tongue, lifting it up and down to observe it carefully.

"Hmm, it smells weird. Are you feeling hot? Did you secretly eat something?"

Gengar: ?

Gui Gui, whose tongue was pinched, was unable to make a sound, but was shocked by Zhu Suihan's brain circuits.

I was just trying to scare you, can't you show some respect?

Kikuko's gaze shifted: "How did you figure it out, or rather, how did you smell it?"

"Gengar's type is Ghost and Poison."

Are you kidding me? He thinks he can be scared by a purple-skinned fat guy?

Not picking it up and giving it a good rub is already a sign of respecting Gengar's ghostly rights.

"This is a normal gathering, not a battle, which means Gengar won't deliberately use poison to test me, because that would be too dangerous."

"Ghost-type Pokémon, if it weren't for their special type, should have a cool and refreshing scent, but I smelled a faint spiciness and bitterness."

"You're the Elite Four member who specializes in Ghost-type Pokémon, so you wouldn't make this kind of mistake in training. It's probably because Gengar ate something bitter or spicy, and perhaps a bit too much of it."

Zhu Suihan said, "This is similar to human concepts, so I make this judgment."

"Geng!"

Gengar broke free from Bamboo Frost's salty pig hand and, using the momentum, leaped into the water towards its shadow.

He came to torture Zhu Suihan, not to be tortured!

Kikuko's voice was calm: "Gengar, come here."

Gengar stopped in its diving pose, its short arms less than half a meter from its shadow.

"Geng."

The chubby boy obediently floated to Kiku's side and took out a box of exquisite-looking energy cubes from his mouth.

"Eat less. Even if it's an energy cube, eating too much will be bad for your health."

Kikuko gently tapped Gengar's head with her cane: "Confiscated."

Gengar turned to look at Bamboo Frost and began to act as a bully who preys on the weak.

Ghost, with her eyelids drooping, stuck out her tongue at the culprit, then jumped back into the shadows and began to shut herself off.

That doesn't make sense. Does that mean my face can no longer scare people?

But every time we go to deal with those criminals, don't we just scare them into submission, making them so faint that we don't even need to fight?

Gengar snapped its fingers, as if it understood something.

Yes, it must be that kid's fault!

"Hehe, now I know why that old guy Daiki recommended you take the breeding route."

Kikuko smiled for the first time, but there was still a sinister feeling about it.

"I originally thought you were bewitched by that old man, but now it seems you really do have a talent for this."

"Kid, let me ask you this: if one of your companions wanted to fight, wanted to shine in a tournament like the League Conference, what would you choose?"

Zhu Suihan frowned: "Well, the premise of this question is that there really is a Pokémon that loves to battle and is willing to become my partner."

Kikuko nodded: "Yes, if that's the case, what choice would you make?"

"If this premise is guaranteed, it means that my partner and I have accepted him, which is a two-way journey in every sense of the word."

Zhu Suihan smiled slightly: "If that day ever comes, we will all support him, because such a person is also my partner and family."

"Hehe, that's a great answer."

Not only Kikuko laughed, but the other elderly people also smiled.

It's not about accommodating each other, but about mutual success.

This answer perfectly reflected their sentiments.

"Alright, alright, we're here to eat, not to attend class. Serve the food!"

Professor Oak called for the food to be served: "Today, we celebrate the rebirth of the dead in the cold of winter!"

Mr. Liu and Mr. Steel simultaneously kicked Professor Oak from both sides.

Resurrected from the dead?

If you can't speak, you don't have to. If you really can't, you can just improvise some corny Pokémon limericks!

"Hahaha, it really is a case of coming back from the dead."

Zhu Suihan laughed: "If it weren't for Uncle Liu, I'd probably still be lying in some abyss, chewing on ice to fill my stomach."

Or rather, he felt that if he got really hungry, with his digestive abilities, he might even become a relative of Yukira and eat up a mountain.

"Waaah."

Chenglong gently cupped Zhu Suihan's cheek, expressing his gratitude in a very subtle way. Uncle Liu closed his eyes and drifted into his memories.

When Chenglong's parents fell to the ground, Uncle Liu had already given up hope.

It wasn't until he saw the beam of freezing light shooting upwards that Uncle Liu realized his important companion was still alive.

As they plummeted down, Liu Bo and Chenglong saw the severely injured Chenglong couple on the ice, as well as Zhu Suihan, who was slumbering in the ice.

They crave his power, yet fear his presence.

But so what?

"He saved my dragon, and that's enough."

Uncle Liu took out a yellowed piece of paper from his pocket. On it was a very simple song with a pentatonic scale that was even a little unprofessional.

That was "The Song of the Dragons," written by his friends to celebrate their dragons' escape from death and to comfort themselves.

The ice melted away.

Uncle Liu carefully put away the sheet music, raised the juice in front of him, and the smile on his face even gave Kiku a sense of horror.

Come on, everyone.

Uncle Liu looked around: "Celebrate our new life!"

(End of this chapter)