Pokemon: Daily Intelligence Updates

Xia Mu didn't have grand ambitions; he simply wanted to live a stable life as an ordinary person, get married, and have children.

If possible, he also wanted to search for his missing parents.

He had already studied university-level courses and was now waiting for the arrival of the college entrance exam.

Xia Mu could also leave Jiaying City and go to the Imperial Capital, where the atmosphere for精灵 (Pokémon) breeding was more prevalent, to study.

After class, Xia Mu returned to the breeding house near the school gate.

The plaque at the entrance of the breeding house displayed the five large characters 'Fang Yuan Breeding House'.

This house was passed down from his father and mother, who were both Gym Leader-level精灵 (Pokémon) trainers. They disappeared while carrying out a secret mission and had been missing ever since.

The only精灵 (Pokémon) left behind was an Aipom.

Aipom, wearing an apron, walked out of the breeding house, waving goodbye to a customer who had come to buy recovery potions.

Seeing Xia Mu return, Aipom gave him a big hug, as if whispering, "Welcome back."

Aipom had two flexible tails and a body covered in purple fur. Its tails were as nimble as hands.

It was Xia Mu's excellent breeding house assistant and had taken care of Xia Mu since he was a child.

From the moment his parents disappeared, Aipom accompanied Xia Mu through those difficult years.

Therefore, Aipom was more like a family member to Xia Mu.

At the same time, it was also Xia Mu's mentor in choosing to become a精灵 (Pokémon) breeder.

Under Aipom's guidance, Xia Mu learned to make various potions and mastered some精灵 (Pokémon) treatment methods.

The entire breeding house was divided into two floors. The lower floor was about a hundred square meters and was filled with shelves.

The shelves were covered with various items, including second-hand精灵 (Pokémon) Balls,精灵 (Pokémon) tools, and berries, among other things.

Xia Mu's shop mainly focused on精灵 (Pokémon) breeding and also sold potions to remove abnormal conditions.

The breeding house's business was doing quite well. When he didn't have classes, Xia Mu would be in the breeding house preparing potions.

Paralyze Heal, Burn Heal, and Potion were the best-selling items in the shop.

The second floor was about eighty square meters and was where Xia Mu and Aipom rested.

There was also a small terrace next to it, which was planted with various berry trees by Aipom.

Now was the time when the berry trees were blooming, attracting a large number of Butterfree and狩猎凤蝶 (Beautifly).

Occasionally, some Beedrill would also visit.

Aipom would also lend a helping hand to hungry精灵 (Pokémon), offering one or two of its own baked bread or berries.

In return, these精灵 (Pokémon) would bring their brewed honey.

The honey given by Beedrill was the sweetest, emitting a faint rose fragrance.

A wild Pichu was peeking in from outside the window, playing hide-and-seek with its friends on the berry trees.

Xia Mu went to the balcony and released Houndour from its精灵 (Pokémon) Ball.

Houndour's appearance was that of a black dog, likely based on a Doberman Pinscher, a精灵 (Pokémon) known for its loyalty to humans.

It had two bone-like decorations on its back, an orange abdomen and mouth, a bone-like structure on each ankle, and a short, stubby tail.

Houndour had a high intelligence. They were good at cooperating with their partners and used various calls to communicate with them in order to hunt精灵 (Pokémon).

This Houndour had a flame mark on its forehead, and upon closer inspection, a circle of black was wrapped around the mark.

After coming out of the精灵 (Pokémon) Ball, Houndour acted like a mischievous husky, running around the garden.

It had been trapped in the精灵 (Pokémon) Ball for some time and felt a little uncomfortable.

It lowered its head to sniff the fragrance of the flowers, and a satisfied expression appeared on its face. At the same time, Houndour stretched its muscles and bones, making cracking sounds.

"Welcome to the team, Houndour."

Xia Mu rubbed Houndour's head, which was smooth and felt quite pleasant to the touch.

At the same time, a simple and honest smile appeared on Houndour's face.

The two quickly became acquainted. This Houndour also had a knack for socializing.

Before long, it became familiar with Pichu. The wild Pichu sat on Houndour's back and seemed to be having a lot of fun.

The sun gradually set over the hillside, and night fell.

The bright moon and twinkling stars hung high in the sky.

Xia Mu was preparing dinner. He used a kitchen knife with incredible dexterity to cut the tofu into small cubes the size of a thumb.

After testing the temperature of the oil in the pot with chopsticks, Xia Mu dropped the pieces of white, plump tofu into the oil.

The tofu floated up after a while, and the oil pot was filled with dense small bubbles, making a popping sound.

When the tofu was fried until golden brown and crispy, Xia Mu scooped it up with a strainer.

The golden oil slid off the surface of the tofu and dripped into the boiling oil pot.

Pichu and Houndour, smelling the rich aroma, couldn't take their eyes off it.

The rich fragrance was like hooks, enticing Houndour and Pichu's sense of smell.

The saliva of these two精灵 (Pokémon) secreted rapidly, and they couldn't help but swallow.

Pichu was a wild精灵 (Pokémon) and was very brave.

Its body was light yellow, with a pair of black, rhombus-shaped ears, the inside of which were light yellow.

Pichu had black markings around its neck and pink electric pouches in its cheeks.

It had a pair of short forepaws, a pair of round hind paws, and a black tail.

Because Pichu was still young, it was not proficient in the use of electricity and often accidentally discharged electricity, hurting others, and sometimes even hurting itself.

As a glutton, it often took advantage of the night to sneak into Fang Yuan's breeding house for food and drink.

If it encountered wind and rain, it would even sleep in Fang Yuan's breeding house.

There was even a small bed exclusively for Pichu in the bedroom on the second floor.

It was built from the feathers shed by Pelipper, and it was very fluffy and soft.

The freshly fried tofu was placed on oil-absorbing paper to cool, with wisps of white steam rising from it.

Pichu tiptoed, stealthily approaching the fried tofu.

The closer it got to the fried tofu, the richer the aroma became.

Glistening and translucent liquid appeared at the corners of Pichu's mouth.

Its hand was inching closer and closer to the fried tofu, and a happy smile had already quietly spread across its face.

Just at that moment, a dark shadow heavily slapped Pichu's hand, shattering Pichu's dream.

Xia Mu flicked Pichu with chopsticks, leaving a chopstick mark on Pichu's hand.

Pichu rubbed its somewhat red and swollen hand, looking at Xia Mu with slight dissatisfaction.

"Pichu, Pichu, Pichu (No, I want to eat, I just want to eat.)"

Pichu was gesturing wildly with its hands and feet, almost throwing a tantrum on the ground.

"Pichu, it's not ready yet. If you eat it now, you'll miss some of the flavor."

"Shouldn't deliciousness be savored at its best?"

Xia Mu knew how to coax Pichu.

Pichu immediately climbed up from the ground after hearing this.

There wasn't a single tear in the corner of its eyes, it was obviously fake crying.

It crossed its arms, its big, watery eyes staring directly into Xia Mu's eyes.

Pichu raised its fist and waved it in protest, a faint arc of electricity emanating from its cheeks.

It seemed to be saying that if it wasn't cooked well, don't blame it for being impolite.

Pichu turned its head away, sulking.

It planned to ignore Xia Mu for the time it took for the tofu to be ready.

Pichu planned to break off their friendship for a few minutes.

Unless the tofu could conquer its taste buds.

As for Houndour, who originally wanted to take the opportunity to beg for a few pieces of tofu, lowered its head with a knowing look.

It didn't want to leave a gluttonous impression on its trainer.

Xia Mu mixed tomato juice, sesame oil, white granulated sugar, and cornstarch together to make a thin sauce, which he drizzled over the steaming tofu.

The aroma emanating from the tofu became even richer.

Pichu, who had originally turned its back, couldn't help but turn its head, repeatedly slurping the saliva in its mouth.

Its firm vow from just now was shattered by the rich aroma that wafted towards it.

It couldn't wait any longer.

Xia Mu also made a fried meat patty, blanched some lettuce, and made it into oil-drizzled lettuce before finally calling out that dinner was ready.

"This is for Houndour."

"This is for Pichu."

Xia Mu put a lot of dishes in the lunch boxes.

Pichu picked up a small fork, forked a piece of tofu, and put it directly into its mouth.

It first took a small bite, and Pichu was burned, sticking out its tongue.

Pichu had a 'cat tongue' and was naturally afraid of hot things.

Although it had been fried for a while, the temperature in the tofu hadn't dissipated much.

The rich aroma emanated from the small bite that Pichu had taken, as if the aroma was tightly locked inside the tofu.

Crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, the smooth tofu mixed with the rich tomato sauce, it was simply performing a duet in its mouth.

This taste was excellent.

Pichu was extremely happy at this moment.

Its two small hands tightly covered its cheeks, and a mist appeared on its big, watery eyes.

If there was a Ghost-type Pokémon present, it should have been able to feel Pichu's soul leaving its body, ascending to the world of bliss.

Seeing Pichu's so happy expression, Houndour gently took a sip.

The moment the tofu entered its mouth, its eyes widened.

This was tofu?

The outer skin was crispy, and the filling was soft, both rigidity and flexibility were reflected in the tofu.

Houndour felt that all the cells in its body were cheering at this moment.

Its body seemed to have broken a seal.

Flames gathered at the edge of its mouth, forming wisps of sparks that scattered open.

However, Houndour seemed to have a natural means of controlling fire.

The sparks transformed into various shapes in mid-air, and finally dissipated in the air.

If Xia Mu were to appraise Houndour again at this time, he would find that its Ember skill proficiency had broken through to proficient.

The order of skill proficiency is Beginner, Apprentice, Proficient, Adept (Minor Mastery), Mastery (Major Mastery), Perfection.

At this moment, Houndour felt that everything it had eaten from birth until now was pig feed.

Houndour's affection suddenly rose a lot.

After being full of food and drink, Houndour's belly was round, it felt like the food was blocking its throat.

The two Pokémon lay motionless on the ground.

"Houndour, Pichu, washing the dishes and mopping the floor, these chores are entrusted to you."

"You must know that these are not only chores, but also skills training techniques."

Xia Mu said in a low voice, with an expression that said, I'm only telling you two.

The key was that Houndour and Pichu actually believed it.

They struggled to climb up from the floor, and under Xia Mu's leadership, they became familiar with the kitchen.

Pichu had long been accustomed to earning its keep with labor, this was its self-cultivation as a wild Pokémon.

Please collect.