Chapter 151: Taming Shinx

"Meow~"

Upon hearing Aven's words, Shinx suddenly looked up. It opened its mouth, locking eyes with Aven.

It wanted to say it wished to stay, but recalling Aven's earlier words, it fell silent, unsure of how to respond.

"It seems you don't have an answer yet," Aven said gently.

"How about trying to stay for now, starting from this home? Little Andy, Uncle Mike, and Aunt Erin are all very kind. During this time, you can think it over. If you truly feel you can't overcome it, I'll take you back then."

Hearing this, Shinx lifted its head again, appearing as if it wanted to speak but hesitated.

"Don't rush to answer me," Aven continued. "Even if you return to the forest, we'll still have many chances to meet. During this time, I'll also help train you, so when you return to the wild, you can live more easily."

He gently patted Shinx's head, sharing his thoughts. After a brief hesitation, Shinx nodded solemnly, indicating its willingness to try.

"Then, let's work well together in the coming days," Aven said with a bright smile, extending his hand.

Beside him, Petilil sighed in relief and eagerly placed its hand on Aven's. The floating Froslass tilted its head in curiosity, then floated over to place its hand atop Petilil's.

"Meow~ Meow~"

Shinx stood on the bed, looking at Aven, Petilil, and Froslass, then extended its paw to place on top.

"From now on, we're companions," Aven declared solemnly.

After the simple ceremony, Petilil reluctantly withdrew its hand and quickly approached Shinx. As the team's elder, it felt the need to have a good talk with the newly joined Shinx to strengthen their bond.

Watching the Pokémon play on the bed, Aven smiled and walked over to the table, taking a sip of nutrient juice.

...

On the farm, Uncle Mike and Aunt Erin were collecting vines. Since mastering the method of making Pokémon food, Aunt Erin felt her life had become more fulfilling.

"Hurry up, hurry up," she called out to her husband. "Aven brought back quite a few magical beast this time; these vines won't be enough."

"Alright, alright, I know," Uncle Mike replied quickly.

He was also thinking about the magical beast outside the village, feeling a bit worried.

Among them, besides familiar ones like Oddish and Mightyena, there were also Rattata and Skuntank, notorious among the villagers.

He didn't understand why Aven brought them back. If it was to strengthen Fruitvale Village's defenses, he felt it might make management more troublesome and dangerous.

Moreover, the food consumption of so many magical beasts over a few days would be terrifying, something the village couldn't afford.

However, recalling the Mightyenas in the abandoned orchard, he sighed, believing Aven must have his reasons.

Soon, the cart was filled with blue vines. Seeing this, Uncle Mike patted the Tangela, smiling, "Thank you for your hard work. Now, take a good rest."

The Tangelas happily waved their vines and used Ingrain to absorb nutrients from the soil. After the return of the Rhydon, the soil in Fruitvale Village became rich in vitality again, delighting the Tangelas.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Not long after Uncle Mike and Aunt Erin finished collecting the vines, they heard slight tremors from the ground. Soon, they saw the Rhydon with a white ribbon on its head running over.

Since returning to the village, the Rhydon had become more restrained, careful not to disturb the villagers with its movements.

Additionally, after some training, it could better control its strength. After evolving, it transitioned from quadrupedal to bipedal movement and gained a long tail, requiring some time to adapt.

"Rhy~ Rhy ~ Rhy ~"

Seeing Uncle Mike and Aunt Erin, the Rhydon was excited. It quickly reached the cart, effortlessly lifted it, and happily headed towards the farm.

Previously, the Rhydon used to pull the cart. Now, with bipedal movement, the Rhydon could push it like a human.

Aunt Erin looked at the diligent and sensible Rhydon, nodding in satisfaction, appreciating its new form.

After transporting the blue vines home, Uncle Mike left everything to his wife and headed out of the farm. He was still concerned about the magical beast outside the village and planned to check on them with the Rhydon, also delivering Pokémon food.

At this time, near the abandoned orchard, many Pokémon had gathered. Upon returning, Aven used the Rototiller move and growth fertilizer to create a grassy area. Now, numerous Pokémon resided there, managed orderly by Grass-type Pokémon.

The Grass-type group, being the strongest here, had Torterra as their leader, the only advanced-level monster among them. Torterra lay quietly on the ground, gazing towards Fruitvale Village.

It had expected Aven to take them to the Black Forest in the southeast, but he brought them near a human village instead.

However, the vitality in this grassy area was rich, comparable to the Black Forest, making it satisfied with the environment.

"Will we live with these humans from now on..." Torterra recalled Aven's words.

The most important point was not to harm humans unless attacked.

Aven also encouraged them to live with humans, become friends, and adventure together. Of course, this was only if they willingly accepted those humans; no human could force them otherwise.

"Become friends with humans and adventure together?" Torterra had its reservations about Aven's suggestion. However, if any of its kin wanted to try, it wouldn't stop them.

(End of Chapter)