Pokémon: What should I do? My father-in-law always wants to tear me apart

"Don't pretend to be dead here. Hurry up and take your Bulbasaur back to where you were just now and bring the supplies over."

Lin Guochang bent down slightly and gently kicked Tang Chen, who was lying on the ground like a puddle of mud, with a tone of command that left no room for doubt.

Tang Chen's eyes were still a little dazed. He turned his gaze blankly to the Zeraora following behind Lin Guochang, his face full of disbelief.

"This Zeraora...how did it appear here?" Tang Chen muttered to himself.

"It's Lin Yi's, although I don't know where it came from..."

Lin Guochang had just said half of his words when he suddenly seemed to realize something and looked into the distance with eyes as sharp as an eagle.

Beside An Qing, there were three young boys and girls with extraordinary temperaments. His eyes were slightly narrowed, as if he was thinking about something.

"No, I roughly know it." Lin Guochang had a meaningful smile on his face.

"what?"

Tang Chen still didn't react. He looked at Lin Guochang blankly, not understanding what he meant.

"Don't worry about it for now. We'll talk about it in detail later. The most urgent thing now is to transport the supplies. It's freezing cold, and the people in this camp can't survive without supplies."

Lin Guochang said solemnly.

"Oh."

Tang Chen nodded absentmindedly and glanced at the Zeraora with lingering fear.

Then, he slowly stood up, and with trembling hands, he took out a vitality block emitting energy light from his pocket and carefully put it into Bulbasaur's wide mouth.

At this time, Venusaur was in a semi-comatose state and had lost its ability to fight. Its body resisted instinctively, but with Tang Chen's gentle push, it still swallowed the energy block.

“Well…”

After a moment, Bulbasaur slowly opened his eyes, his eyes full of guilt, and looked at his trainer Tang Chen, as if blaming himself for his defeat just now.

Suddenly, its sight caught sight of Zeraora not far away, and its pupils shrank instantly.

Out of the instinct to protect its trainer, Bulbasaur struggled to get up and used its huge body to protect Tang Chen tightly behind it, while uttering a low warning.

"Vulpecula, don't worry, it's just a misunderstanding."

Tang Chen hurried forward, gently soothed Bulbasaur with his hands, and explained patiently.

"Right?"

Bulbasaur cried out in confusion, the scene of Zeraora's ferocious attack that seemed to kill Tang Chen still echoing in its mind.

In the fierce battle just now, if Venusaur had not been out of the Poké Ball and Tang Chen had mega evolved at the critical moment, Tang Chen would have probably died from Zeraora's attack before Lin Guochang arrived.

However, since the trainer himself said so with such certainty, and Zeraora did not show any signs of attacking at the moment, Bulbasaur hesitated for a long time, and finally nodded.

It stretched out several vine whips like flexible arms, and methodically collected the supplies scattered around due to the fierce battle just now, preparing to transport the supplies according to Tang Chen's instructions to solve the urgent needs of the camp.

As the amount of materials that needed to be transported was quite large, Tang Chen and Lin Guochang discussed and decided to carry out the transportation work in batches.

Previously, Lin Guochang was responsible for transporting the second batch of supplies. However, during the transportation, Tang Chen encountered a sudden attack by Zeraora.

When Lin Guochang heard the news, he was extremely anxious and hurriedly left all the supplies behind to rush to the rescue.

At this moment, the supplies that were originally intended to be transported to the camp were thrown casually on the ground, with only three Bang-Headed Clowns guarding them, and a few people around who had lost their combat effectiveness due to injuries or other reasons.

Helplessly, Lin Guochang had to say to Tang Chen: "Go and get those abandoned supplies now."

"Why not you go?" Tang Chen questioned reluctantly.

Lin Guochang raised his eyebrows and responded firmly and unceremoniously: "Because I don't want to go."

"..."

When Tang Chen heard this, he was suddenly speechless. Although he felt very dissatisfied, he could only swallow it silently.

All right! Who made me feel like a prisoner now, with no skills and no choice but to let others do whatever they want.

After secretly complaining a few words in his heart, Tang Chen turned around and left with Bulbasaur in a huff, walking towards the direction of the supplies, ready to bring over the left-behind supplies to solve the urgent needs of the camp.

An Qing's eyes seemed to be attracted by a strong magnet, closely following Lin Guochang's gradually approaching figure.

His steps were steady and powerful, and each step seemed to carry a heavy weight. His unyielding spirit was even more prominent against the backdrop of the desolate surroundings, but this made An Qing's heart more and more uneasy.

Her eyes were filled with complex emotions, as if she was using all her strength to imprint his appearance deep in her soul, making it unforgettable for the rest of her life.

In an instant, the tears that had been suppressed for so long burst out like a surging tide, instantly breaking through the emotional embankment.

They flowed freely on her already pale and worry-filled cheeks. Each teardrop seemed to carry her fear and sadness, hot and heavy.

Her lips trembled slightly uncontrollably, and a strong urge surged in her heart, wanting to open her lips and shout out the name that she had silently repeated in her heart countless times.

To her, this name is the only ray of light in the dark and desperate situation, and the center of the entire world.

However, her throat seemed to be firmly grasped by an invisible but powerful hand, and all the shouts that were about to burst out of her throat were ruthlessly trapped inside.

She tried her best to squeeze out a whimper filled with endless sorrow, sadness and despair from her throat that seemed to be locked.

An Qing's body began to sway slightly. Her legs seemed to have lost the strength to support her body. She was on the verge of collapsing and almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, Mi Yu was always paying attention to her condition. She reacted quickly and stepped forward, using her thin but strong arms to hold An Qing steadily.

Lin Guochang took heavy but firm steps and finally slowly came in front of them.

There was a clear trace of fatigue on his face, as if he had gone through a long and arduous journey, but his deep eyes still sparkled with a rock-hard light.

"Don't worry, the matter has been resolved."

He opened his lips and spoke, and the voice seemed to come from the bottom of a deep valley, low and powerful, as if there was an invisible magic that could penetrate the air filled with the breath of death and desolation, and go straight into everyone's hearts, gradually calming their panic.

His gaze fell on An Qing who was crying inconsolably, and complex emotions instantly intertwined in his eyes, like heartache, helplessness, and a hint of indescribable entanglement.

His lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to say something but stopped, as if there were thousands of words swirling on the tip of his tongue, but he didn't know where to start.

However, before he could reveal his inner thoughts, An Qing seemed to suddenly realize something.

She slowly raised her hand and gently wiped away the tears that kept flowing from the corners of her eyes with her sleeve. There was a hint of stubbornness and strength in that action.

Then, she nodded slightly to signal Mi Yu to let go of the hand that was supporting her, and tried to stand up straight again, trying to show that she was not so fragile and helpless in front of Lin Guochang.