Chapter 844: Chapter 541: Dragapult’s Escape
Pokémon Center.
Baimu looked up at the ceiling, waiting for all the Pokémon to finish their treatment.
The doctors at the Gym, limited by their equipment, could only treat minor injuries and illnesses. For things like fractures and extensive frostbite, they still had to come to the Pokémon Center.
"If I’m not mistaken... you are Baimu?"
A cautious voice sounded beside him.
He turned his head to look and found a beautiful woman accompanied by a Golduck, wearing a light blue dress.
She tentatively asked with her phone in hand, "Can I take a picture with you?"
"Of course."
Baimu didn’t refuse and even asked as if to accommodate, "Would you like to include Milotic as well?"
"If possible!" The woman nodded excitedly, sharing a hopeful smile with her Golduck beside her.
A moment later.
This is... the fifth one?
He watched as the others interacted excitedly with the altered-color Milotic, thinking it was fortunate that everyone else had left.
On the day the Mikoli Club ended, most tourists began to leave Glazed City by ship.
This morning and noon, another large number left, making the once-crowded streets suddenly empty, and the Pokémon Center had only a few visitors remaining.
But even so, he was frequently recognized and asked for photos by passersby.
Since he was idle anyway, and he had sponsorship contracts with the Magma Team and Ocean Team, Baimu agreed to all the requests.
He even called in the "main character."
Perhaps because it was accustomed to being overlooked as a child, the altered-color Milotic enjoyed being praised and was keen on taking photos with fans, always shaking its Pokeball for Baimu to release it.
Furthermore, it still remembered the watermelon boy from Verdanturf Town. When discussing returning to Verdanturf Town to gather strength, it was the most enthusiastic to respond and still occasionally hinted at him to go back.
The Dragon King returns, huh?
In thirty years on the east bank and thirty years on the west, don’t underestimate a little fish when it’s ugly?
Baimu really wanted to agree to it.
Unfortunately, there have been too many things going on lately, so it’s impossible to go.
There are at least three more weeks to stay at the Glazed Gym here. It was initially agreed to be a month, but the time started before attending the Mikoli Club.
In addition,
He probably had to make a trip to Carlos.
So much time had passed without any news, and waiting until the Lumiose Conference opened meant that Fladari’s preparations would likely be complete.
What would have been the point of his previous efforts?
Of course, Baimu understood that he couldn’t blame Da Wu and the others for their slow actions.
The more he learned afterward, the more he realized how deeply rooted Fladari’s influence and connections were in Carlos.
As a royal descendant trusted by the upper class in Carlos, the invention of the holographic communication device also made Fladari a white-listed figure in the Calos Alliance.
Who would have thought this guy was so crazy?
It’s like hearing someone say Tesla’s CEO Musk builds rockets and seeks interstellar travel to learn from Thanos and wipe out half the world.
Do you think I’d believe it?
Baimu only hoped to resolve this before the grand festival, or waiting another year would be too frustrating.
He didn’t have to worry about the Alliance Conference. The Lumiose Conference in the Carlos Region was held half a month earlier than the Ever Grande Conference in Hoenn.
"Miloo~"
The altered-color Milotic cooed and rubbed its face against him, its skin smooth and cool like high-quality satin, incredibly comfortable.
Baimu held its big head, "Feeling comfortable?"
"Miloo!"
The altered-color Milotic nodded, its lovely eyes squinting, its face brimming with happiness.
Ah~ It got praised a lot today.
"Silly."
Baimu jokingly scolded it, but then remembered today’s first unlucky one, Dragapult.
He hadn’t even called back Steelix, intentionally giving it a chance.
Despite having a higher energy level than Hydreigon and being the fastest on the team, Dragapult only managed two assists and had to step down due to excessive nerves.
What a headache.
He hadn’t had many proper conversations, so he didn’t even know how to comfort it.
He stroked the altered-color Milotic’s chin with one hand as if petting a cat, his skilled technique making it irresistible, its tail thumping the ground.
Forcing a passing Nurse Blissey to come forward and issue a warning.
"Happy~"
Another came over with Miss Joy, accompanied by a cart.
"Basically, the treatment is complete..."
Miss Joy, holding a tablet, gently reported on the condition of Aggron and the others.
Unexpectedly, the most severe injuries turned out to be the Dreepy siblings.
Due to their low energy levels, compared to the high energy level of Walrein, the disparity caused frostbite from Absolute Zero’s frozen qi, requiring at least a week of recovery.
The tablet showed the two Dreepys wrapped like white mummies, looking quite comical.
"Missiles" need a certain level as well.
This experience served as a reminder for Baimu.
Following them was Aggron, with fractured knees and multiple dents on the abdomen and chest, and some internal damage.
But the dents would naturally puff out again; just needed a few days’ care, and a bit of steel powder was advised in its diet.
"For Steel-type Pokémon, issues like joint wear, aging, or even fracture are common. They seem severe but aren’t really a big deal. Pokémon have strong self-regulating bodies, just need proper rest,"
Miss Joy provided a gentle reminder.
Baimu nodded in acknowledgment.
Porygon II had no issues; its unique body structure gave it extreme self-repair capabilities and could completely recover even without coming to the Pokémon Center.
