Pokemon Settler

Rock could feel the kindness in Eileen. Although this kindness was more due to the short knife on his waist, Rock could still understand the inner thoughts of this kind old woman.

He thought about it for a moment. The second time period for the cross-sea bridge to be fully open would be from four to eight o'clock in the afternoon.

With the strength of his geranium's legs, he could still catch up even if he set off after lunch, so Rock agreed to Erin.

Just at this time, Sartre also came back from his farm work.

You're already here, buddy. I'll wash my face and go select sheep with you later.

Sartre was wearing a pair of suspender jeans, his face covered with sweat, and there was a yellow elf beside him.

This elf has spike-like hair on its body, and a circle of spikes around its neck are white. It looks somewhat similar to Fire Eevee and Eevee, but it looks more dexterous and stronger.

Oh, I forgot to introduce it to you. This is my good partner Lei Yibu. The Fire Yibu and Yibu over there are his wife and children.

Sartre saw Rock's eyes attracted to Reib, so he took the initiative to introduce him.

In Rock's perception, the level of this Leib has reached level 33 to 35, which is considered a relatively high level among the nearby ranches.

Leibu looked a little aloof. After Sartre introduced him, he just nodded lightly to Roque, and then went to the bathroom to wash his body with Sartre. He blamed them on Abo who was crowded in the living room. Completely turning a blind eye.

That child is just shy. In fact, it is very friendly once you get to know it.

Erin stroked Arbor's body and explained to Rock.

I don't know when the Abo monster has taken the place of Fire Eevee. At this time, he is sitting on Irene's legs, enjoying the massage from the old lady with a comfortable expression.

The Fire Eevee who was squeezed aside looked at the huge Arbo monster and flicked its tail, then reluctantly walked to Sami's side.

Sami was very happy and hugged Huo Yibu's body.

Irene's method of massaging the Arbor monster is somewhat unique. She uses her hands to alternately press from the Arbor monster's head to the tail of the Arbor monster.

Rock could feel that the Arbor monster was very comfortable now. With Erin's massage, the tip of its tail was twisting rapidly as if it had no bones.

It's like this too.

Irene looked at Abo with tender eyes.

My old man used to sit on the porch like this, holding his Arbor all morning. His Arbor also liked being massaged like this very much, and it behaved exactly the same as your little guy.

I don’t know why, but Rock didn’t think it was against the rules at all when Irene called the five-meter-long Arbor monster a little guy.

When people get older, they like to dwell on things from the past. I'm so sorry. Go get down to business.

Seeing that Sartre had come out of the bathroom, Irene stopped talking.

It's okay. I'll ask you about this massage technique when I get back later.

Rock left Arbor and Dragon in the house, letting them play with Irene and Sammy. He only took Geranium and Heiluga with him, and followed Sartre out of the house.

These two guys of yours have evolved so much. They must have become your good helpers now.

Sartre looked at Rock's geraniums and black ruga and was filled with admiration.

As a rancher, his focus is a little different from that of ordinary people. The first thing that comes to mind is not how powerful Geranium and Heiluga are, but the role that the two elves can play in ranch work.

This is also the concept of many ranchers. They usually prefer elves who can ride or herd.

Haha, they have always been my good friends.

Roque patted Geranium and Heiluga with a proud look on his face. He always accepted all the compliments from his elves.

The area where the Meili sheep graze has not changed. Do you still remember the location?

Although he didn't know why Sartre asked this, Rock nodded.

Would you like a race?

Sartre whistled enthusiastically, called his flaming horse over, and then raised his chin to Rock's geranium.

Gamai!

Geranium chirped with high spirits and responded to Sartre's challenge. When Rock saw this, he didn't waste any time and turned over directly to ride on Geranium.

bring it on.

Hahaha, if you win, I will give you three more sheep. Ready, three, two, one, let's go!

Before Sartre finished speaking, the flaming horse and the geranium ran as fast as two arrows off the string.

In comparison, the flame horse exploded faster, stretching Geranium's two bodies apart as soon as it started.

But Geranium's strength and endurance were not weak either. After gradually increasing its speed, it continued to catch up with the leading flame horse without any discouragement.

Hey!

Heiluga also ran beside Geranium, constantly cheering it up.

Rock knew that if it were purely about speed, his Geranium would definitely not be a match for the flaming horse.

If he wants to win, he must take advantage of Geranium's physical strength and lend Geranium as much strength as possible. This requires finding a way to ride.

So while running, Rock slowly squatted down from the Geranium's saddle, his butt directly leaving the seat.

At the same time, his body's center of gravity pressed forward and adjusted to coincide with the geranium vest.

This riding posture immediately slowed down the loss of Geranium's running kinetic energy, and their speed instantly accelerated a lot.

I'm actually catching up, Flame Horse, hurry up!

Sartre originally thought he was far ahead, but when he looked back, he found that Rock and Geranium were gradually shortening the distance between them. Now there was only a five-body gap between him and Blazing Horse.

Geranium, let's do our best too!

Gamai!

Rock struggled to push up Geranium's neck with both hands, trying his best to help it increase its stride. The rhythm of their two bodies was very synchronized, as if they were one body.

With this seamless cooperation, Geranium is getting closer and closer to the flame horse, four positions, three positions...two...one.

The Meili sheep like light yellow clouds could be seen in the distance. At this time, Geranium finally started to keep pace with the Flame Horse.

Haha, it seems I won!

Under Sartre's surprised gaze, Rock put the middle finger and index finger of his right hand together and lightly tapped his temple.

Then they focused again on running together with Geranium. After Geranium jumped a few times, they reached the finish line first.

Gamai!

Geranium put its hind legs on the ground, raised its forelimbs high, and let out a long roar of victory.

Rock on its back also waved his fists happily. It can be said that this is the first time he has raced against other people. His opponent is a combination of an experienced rancher and a flaming horse. It is really great to win. .