Wakaji now regrets it.

The status of that fireball rat in the clan is obviously not ordinary, and those who can stand on the head of the leader to show off their might and recruit five or six are either creditors or sons, no matter which one they are, this fight may not be able to run away today.

He is not afraid of fighting, but the premise is that he can beat others, if the disparity in strength still has to be hard-headed, it is not called courage, it is not a brain.

Although it was decided at the first time, it was the best plan, but the reality coldly gave Ruosi a big mouth.

Look around, on the rocks, on the dirt hills, on the bunkers, except for the fireball rats... And the Fireball Rat.

"Miss Oki, if there is a fight, what do you think our chances of winning?" Wakaji took a deep breath and asked heavily.

Nanami watched Lucario's battle with the Fire Storm Beast and muttered for a moment before replying, "No chance of winning. ”

"And." She patted the Pokéball on her waist: "I major in grass-type Pokémon, except for Lucario, now only long-eared rabbits are available." The important point is that I am not a combat trainer and have very little training in Pokémon combat. In addition, this firestorm beast is very strong, although Lucario can barely hold it down, but with only the long-eared rabbit and your two Pokémon, against so many fireball rats, it will probably only be beaten to death. ”

Wakaji smiled bitterly, although Nanami said objective facts, but I don't know if I thought too much, he always felt that the subtext of the last sentence was, you are too weak...

The sun shines on the sand, reflecting a faint light, and the body is painted with a layer of gold.

In the distance, the leaves of the trees rustled, a few birdsongs were heard from time to time, and occasionally one or two small Pokémon that had strayed in also hurriedly ran away when they saw the formation here.

The two sides are still facing off.

In fact, the Fireball Rats are a relatively mild race, and they are not very aggressive towards humans, and the violent temper shared by fire-type Pokémon is only reflected in their evolutionary type.

Of course, no matter how good your temper is, you should still be angry if you are attacked in the most delicate part of your body, and you will never give up without giving an explanation.

"Goo~"

In quiet occasions, sudden sounds often make people react subconsciously, if everyone in the family is asleep, and the sound of stir-frying suddenly sounds in the kitchen, normal people will not continue to play with their mobile phones as if nothing happened.

Ruoji and the others looked in the direction of the source of the sound for the first time, and their eyes were slightly strange.

The Fireball Rat was put down by the Firestorm Beast with an aggrieved expression.

It's also helpless!

It rained heavily for half a day, and I couldn't come out to forage for food since the morning, and I stole some food at noon, and now it's almost sunset, and I ate so many pieces of food all day, and I don't have a stomach...

Touching his little belly, the fireball rat kind of wanted to find something to eat.

The firestorm beast looked at his son's useless appearance, his angry teeth itched, raised his hand and twitched the little head of the fireball rat, and watched it roll into a ball and grunt away, before showing a comfortable smile.

Wakaji observed the situation here, thoughtfully, and patted Nanami on the shoulder.

The girl who was in the fugue was pulled back to reality by this moment, and turned her head suspiciously, finding that Wakaji handed her a box of Pokémon food.

Pointing to the Pokémon food in his hand and tilting his head, Wakaji motioned for Nanami to throw the food to the surrounding fireball rats.

Then, he grabbed a handful of food cubes himself, and scattered them into the circle of fireball rats like flowers.

Whoosh————

An agile figure flashed, tossing and turning like a snake along the path of the food cube.

In the blink of an eye, the food cube that was still in the sky had disappeared, except for a fireball rat with a round belly and a burp from time to time.

Ruoji looked down at the food cube in his hand, since he researched the method of this thing, the ghost has always disliked the fruity smell of trees on him, and he has never eaten food cubes, causing him to wonder if he has no talent for cooking.

Although I was relieved to learn about the eating habits of ghosts in the book, I was fortunate that the food I had worked so hard to make was not affirmed, and it was inevitable that there would be regrets.

Looking at the salivating faces of the other fireball rats now, although the encirclement blocking them did not loosen in the slightest, Wakaji clearly heard a sound of saliva swallowing.

"Why am I a little happy?" He muttered, continuing to sprinkle food cubes.

Visible to the naked eye, the fireball rats outside the encirclement slowly changed from a fighting posture to one after another...... Ball.

.........

The sun slowly sank into the horizon, and a cold wind gradually hung on the sand.

Wakaji tightened his collar, I don't know if it was because of the terrain, although the temperature here is suitable during the day, but at night it looks cold.

In order to maintain their body temperature, the fireball rats also have flames on their backs, and occasionally a cold wind blows, and all the flames begin to sway from side to side collectively.

"So you're short of food right now?" Wakaji frowned.

"If you don't mind, take us to see the situation, maybe we can help you."

Not long ago, Nanami communicated with the Fire Storm Beast through Lucario's transmission, and found that this group had begun to run out of food.

The recipes of the Fireball Rats are very varied, such as tree fruits, small insects, and plant roots, which is one of the conditions for them to be selected as the league's designated initial Pokémon.

Strangely, there are large forests and fruit forests outside the sand, but the fireball rats are always cowering in the sand with poor food.

In response to the questions of the two of them, the Firestorm Beast replied that the reason was that each piece of land in the Emerald Valley was divided, and in their respective territories, the master could attack the intruder.

And the original sandy land is not sandy land, there is also a dense forest here, but due to the increasing number of fireball rats, gradually began to reduce vegetation, food shortage, until now the population has begun to find no food, the survival of the entire population is in jeopardy.

Follow the fireball rats to a sandy mountain, which is the nest of the fireball rats, but the sight is desolate.

One by one, the fireball rats collapsed to the ground because of hunger, and many of their originally chubby bodies were already skinny, but what Ruoji didn't expect was that the fireball rats that appeared outside were only a small part of this group, and the number was only seen in his life.

Nanami glanced at the firestorm beast, and she nodded, stepping forward to check on the starving fireball rats.

As time passed, Nanami's expression grew solemn.