The leaves in the valley crackled with raindrops, and the small Pokémon who were sheltering from the rain in their homes watched in amazement at a soaking wet young man running, nervous like a madman.

Running out of the woods, feeling the ground under his feet become a little soft, Wakaji looked down and saw that he was already on a sandy ground.

It's strange that if it weren't for the human factor, then in addition to a large group of Pokémon, it didn't run, but Ruoji walked on the sand for nearly twenty minutes, not to mention the clan, and didn't even see a Pokémon.

Leaning down, Wakaji twisted up a twist of sand, and interlaced his fingers, feeling the texture of the sand.

A soft voice sounded: "This is probably caused by those Pokémon who are good at digging holes and like to eat plants." The vegetation within a radius of several miles has been eaten clean, and now the rain is quite heavy, but the sand is still delicate and dry, obviously it is often excavated to transform the characteristics, and in another two years it will be dug into rare soft sand, such a large piece of soft sand, if it is known by someone who cares, I am afraid that there will be no quiet life here. ”

Wakaji turned around and looked at the person who spoke.

The person who came came with brown hair and brown eyes, long hair and shawl, holding a small emerald green umbrella in his hand, wearing a dark green windbreaker, and his delicate face contained a smile, standing behind Ruoji pretty, tilting his head to look at him, the small umbrella kept turning and turning, and the raindrops fell on the umbrella surface and were immediately bounced off, forming a beautiful small rain curtain.

In the middle of the night, Ruosi threw away the sand in his hand expressionlessly, got up and took out a huge umbrella from his backpack, slammed it into the sand in front of him, and then looked at the girl with his head up, his eyes were full of disdain, who didn't have an umbrella yet!

"Poof!" Wakaji's arrogance made the girl laugh out loud, stabilized her mood and continued: "My name is Nanami Oki, and I am a Pokémon doctor, what is your name?" ”

"Wakaji."

"Don't you have a last name?"

"I'm an orphan."

"Oh, I'm sorry."

“......”

Probably feeling that the atmosphere was a little awkward, Nanami pursed her lips, returned to the original topic and said again: "Most of these Pokémon hate rain, and now they should be hiding from the rain at home, and they won't come out for a while, well... You can cook with peace of mind, and there won't be Pokémon to bother you, I promise. ”

As she spoke, her eyes glanced at the iron pot hanging on the backpack of Ruosi, and her pink tongue couldn't help licking her lips, judging from her years of travel experience, the trainers who carry the pot by themselves generally have good cooking skills, although they have supplies, but the food is current, as a foodie, the most basic foodie literacy can be said to be vividly displayed.

If the temple takes down the iron pot and raises the stove, the large umbrella has a radius of two meters, and the dining table and fire are all shrouded inside, and there is no fear of heavy rain outside, and the water does not leak.

Being in the sand, it's not easy to get the material, anyway, the ghost and the Urai are still making trouble in the Pokéball, Wakaji originally just wanted to make a bowl of noodle soup, but who knows that Nanami is extraordinarily active in taking out her own supplies, and said that it is incumbent on her to make dedication to the food.

Ahh Ahh

Wakaji is trying to stir-fry, and from time to time he flips the wok to make the surroundings hot.

The stir-fried dish this time is the original creation of Ruoji, called the fried meat with viburnum, the viburnum grows on the ball pod, the form is slender, the color fades from white to green, there is a yellow inflorescence at the top, its taste is sticky and spicy and fragrant, after adding oil and stir-frying, it can adjust the color and taste of the dish, the taste of chewing is shengjin, the nasal cavity is smooth, although this thing is widely distributed, but few people eat it.

It was also the first time that Nanami had seen someone cook with viburnum, and she sat at the table, the aroma of the staple food mixed with the aroma of the vegetables, and she watched the food fly up and down with cutlery in her hand.

Goo!

Wakjiji raised her head and raised her eyebrows when she heard the sound, Nanami couldn't help but swallow her saliva, and when she saw Wakjiji looking at her, she smiled embarrassedly.

The hand kept moving, but the mouth asked, "I have a question, are you sure you are a Pokémon doctor and not a Pokémon gourmet?" ”

“......”

A typical way of chatting, if you talk to a friend you know, you will probably get a 'you' or something like that, but Nanami and Wakaji are not familiar with each other, and if it weren't for his cultivation, he would definitely be beheaded under the stove.

When the temple brought the dishes to the table, he found that Nanami had already served the staple food, set the dishes and chopsticks, and sat upright with the appearance of a good baby.

"Eat." Wakaji said with a smile.

"Hey, hey." Nanami smiled and raised her chopsticks excitedly, but she paused in her hand, patted her forehead, and looked down in her shoulder bag.

A large box of open Pokémon food is handed to Nanami.

"This is my own Pokémon food, it tastes better than the ones sold in the store, let your Pokémon also try my craft, don't eat the mall goods today."

Because of the treatment he received since childhood, Wakaji is usually wary of humans, but for the simple and kind Pokémon, Wakaji is considerate and caring.

"Thank you." Taking the Pokémon food, Nanami smiled sweetly at Wakaji and reached out to take out the Pokéball from her waist.

Bang bang –

Frog Flower, Wind Fairy, Bucket Mushroom, Long-eared Rabbit, Mount Goat, Lucario, four of the six are grass-based, and all of them are Pokémon that are very rare in the Chengdu area!

Wakaji carefully observed these Pokémon, and although he knew something about them in the manual, he couldn't resist some excitement when they actually appeared in front of him.

For most trainers, it is already a great happiness to be able to have six Pokémon, and the Pokémon Alliance, in view of people's strength and financial resources, will also set the standard for each trainer to hold up to six Pokémon at the same time, of course, there will be some angry dogs who have caught dozens or dozens of Pokémon, then at this time you need to find a place to raise Pokémon by yourself, and send the excess Pokémon to the place to raise them, after all, the alliance also wants to save face.

A poor boy like Ruoji, having six elves is a long way off for him, and if he can raise the ghosts and the Buddha normally, he should burn incense and worship the Buddha and thank the Bodhisattva.

"Where's your Pokémon?" Nanami gave the food to the frogs, turned her head and asked, her pink face and questioning expression, cute.

Ruoji chewed the rice in his mouth twice and swallowed: "It's awkward with me, they won't come out to eat." ”

Bang————————

"Hello!"