Chapter 92 Poor Man

Clear Creek Village, Old Man Aaron's Home.

In the courtyard, Old Man Aaron sat at the stone table, humming a little tune and fiddling with his favorite food.

Just this morning, he took advantage of the profiteer Clay and bought more than 300 kilograms of black-eyed beans from Clay at a price far below the market price, which made the fat Clay so angry that he was sweating profusely.

The reason was that the unscrupulous businessman Clay mistakenly sold this batch of black-eyed beans to him as dark green beans, and the price difference between the two was more than ten times.

Although he didn't make much money, he felt particularly good when he thought of Clay shaking with anger.

Pouring himself a glass of wine, Old Man Aaron took a sip and said, "Speaking of which, I wonder how Mark's Charjabug is doing after Butterfree brought the Thunder Stone back. Can it evolve successfully? Forget it... Let's not talk about that brat. I feel upset when I mention him."

Old man Aaron sat on the stone table, spread out the Summer Daily brought to him by ranger Aang, and glanced at the news.

To be precise, he was scanning the newspaper for news related to the Pokémon Academy.

Although he said not to mention Mark, Old Man Aaron's body was very honest and he was very concerned about Mark's application to the Pokémon Academy.

"The Trail Blazers Cup?"

Old Man Aaron simply read a few lines and curled his lips.

It is just a less well-known competition, and its value is not as good as the insect catching competitions in small places. I don't know why the Summer Daily recorded this kind of competition.

Continuing to look at other pages in the newspaper, Old Man Aaron was soon attracted by a piece of news

: "The Kingdom of Summer, the Principality of Yilan and some Pokémon Colleges of the Roman Federation will carry out in-depth friendly exchanges. Students who meet the requirements can apply for a one-year college exchange and become exchange students to study in foreign Pokémon Colleges..."

Old man Aaron raised his eyebrows and looked at the information in the newspaper with interest.

"It seems that the Hakim Pokémon Academy that Mark wants to apply for is also included. If you apply, I will take a look..."

"Uncle Aaron, what are you applying for?"

A familiar voice appeared.

Old Man Aaron turned his head and saw Mark appear next to him.

Mark looked at the food on the table and said, "You really like this kind of grilled fish head. Actually, I feel that this kind of grilled fish head has a strong fishy smell and is not very delicious."

Old Man Aaron rolled his eyes. "What kind of fish head roast? This is called Stargazing Pie. During the baking process, the essence of the fish head will flow into the crust under the influence of gravity. And with the high temperature baking, most of the fishy smell of the fish head will evaporate, and it will become crispy and fragrant."

As Old Man Aaron spoke, he crushed a crispy roasted fish head, tore off a piece of pancake crust and put them into his mouth to chew, revealing an expression of great enjoyment.

"See? The correct way to eat Stargazing Pie. You..."

Old Man Aaron paused as he saw Vikavolt hovering in the air to the side.

"Chi~Chi~!"

Seeing Old Man Aaron's gaze, the cheerful and optimistic Vikavolt immediately greeted him and made a roar like an engine ignition, signaling Old Man Aaron to ride on it for a ride.

Although some time has passed since the evolution, Vikavolt is still very excited and wants to take people for a ride in the sky.

Old Man Aaron did not respond to the invitation of Vikavolt, but immediately turned around and walked into the house and looked at the time on the wall clock.

He remembered clearly that Batterfree should have arrived around 11:45.

As for when Batterfree left, he didn't notice it, but he could make an estimate.

As he remembered, he first went to the underground secret room to get two Thunder Stones, then asked Butterfree some questions, then wrote a letter to Mark, and secretly prepared a box containing Poké Balls without Butterfree's knowledge.

It took no more than half an hour to write the letter, and everything else took about ten minutes in total, and then Butterfree flew away.

In other words, Butterfree flew away at about 12:30, and now it is 2:45.

It's been less than two hours since we took the Thunder Stone away, not to mention the travel time back and forth, and Charjabug in Butterfree's mouth has evolved?

Then Mark came back on Vikavolt?

Was it necessary to do it so quickly?

Old Man Aaron walked out of the room and looked at Mark and Vikavolt next to him with a strange expression.

Of course, Old Man Aaron didn't look weird for too long.

After all, Mark has never been normal. The more abnormal things he has experienced, the more resistant he has become.

Old Man Aaron finally sighed and said, "I didn't expect your bug to evolve so quickly, and it has grown so big just after it evolved. I remember that the average size of a Vikavolt is only about 1.5 meters, and it can barely be ridden. Is it because of your natural power that it can grow so big?"

Mark nodded gently and said, "That's also a reason, but the most important thing is that I got some Magnemites and used them to charge it. In addition, I got a pretty strong Electrabuzz, which replenished a lot of power for the Insect Power. Of course, the two Thunder Stones you gave me played a key role in the evolution of Charjabug."

"Electrabuzz? When did you get another electric shock monster?"

Old man Aaron looked puzzled. He had already learned from Butterfree that Mark used Magnemite to charge the Bug-Power.

In his opinion, Mark might have picked up a few or a dozen Magnetrons and Magnetons in the process of rescuing Teacher Emira, and then used these Magnemite to charge Charjabug.

Although those Magneton Pokémons must be controlled by the people of the Thunderbolt Team, Mark has obtained some kind of natural power, so it is not impossible for him to control those Magnemite Pokémons.

But what about Electrabuzz?

Following Old Man Aaron's doubtful voice, Mark was seen walking towards the direction of Vikavolt.

Following Mark's bending movement, Old Man Aaron was surprised to find a shirtless bald man lying under Vikavolt.

It was Raymond, a cadre of the Thundering Regiment.

Shirtless because Mark cut up Raymond's motorcycle jacket to create Caterpie's punk-style shoulder bag.

Well, Raymond has been shirtless since seven days ago.

As for the bald head, it was to inspire Raymond's fighting spirit. Three days ago, Mark shaved off Raymond's punk-style blond hair and also shaved off Raymond's slightly wild beard.

Raymond's appearance had changed drastically at this time, and Old Man Aaron had never seen Raymond in person, so he did not recognize Raymond's identity.

I just felt that this bald man lying on the ground, although he was quite strong, gave people a harmless feeling.

Old Man Aaron frowned and asked, "What's wrong with this guy?"

"A thug from the Thunder Group. I felt he was useless, so I brought him here. Electrabuzz that was charging Charjabug is his."

Mark said, looking at Raymond and sighed softly.

He actually had some fantasies when he left Raymond alone a few hours ago.

I hope Raymond can overcome his inner demons and escape, stand up again, and then develop the determination to become stronger through his training.

The result was obviously not as he imagined.

When he returned, he saw Raymond surrounded by a circle of Caterpies.

Raymond fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth and twitching.

Raymond may be suffering from Caterpie phobia. Seeing Caterpies from a distance may not have much impact, but once Caterpies get close to a certain distance, Raymond will feel uncomfortable all over.

Without thinking too much, Mark took the Pokémon out of Raymond's pocket.

Bang!

With a flash of red light, Electrabuzz was released.

Old Man Aaron frowned as he looked at Electrabuzz.

At first glance, this Electrabuzz seemed to be quite realistic, and gave him a very powerful feeling.

But if you look closely, you will find that although this Electrabuzz is tall, its eyes are evasive and its expression is timid. It is obviously an Pokémon that is not very good at fighting.

The bald man lying unconscious on the ground seemed harmless.

The matter is self-evident.

This must be a poor guy who was semi-forced to join the Thunder Group...