Seedot’s injuries weren’t serious; with some medicine and half a day’s rest, it would be fine.
To help Seedot adapt to the team quickly, Kebi asked Piplup to leverage his experience as the first Pokémon to join the team and play with Seedot.
This would help Seedot adapt to the new environment as quickly as possible.
Stats: 259
HP: 47
Attack: 46
Defense: 54
Special Attack: 38
Special Defense: 35
Speed: 39
Skills: Tackle, Harden, Absorb, Growth, Mega Drain, Seed Machine Gun, Synthesis, Sucker Punch, Leech Seed.
Seedot’s potential could still be developed, and its stats seemed a bit low.
However, it had mastered many skills, and if used well, it could still display good combat power.
Kebi planned to make his own nutrient solution to see if he could boost Seedot’s aptitude to purple.
Grass-type Pokémon have strong vitality and show the most obvious and rapid feedback to nutrient solutions made by Breeders.
Kebi would not experiment recklessly and waste Seedot’s potential.
If the formula was effective, Grass-type Pokémon would improve quickly; if the formula was wrong, Grass-type Pokémon’s potential would be damaged the fastest.
Grass-type Pokémon are also extremely helpful to Trainers in finding and cultivating plant-based raw materials.
Finding cultivated plant-based materials in the forest would require a lot of help from Seedot.
Kebi took out various materials, added water, and began to boil them, using suitable firewood to stabilize the heat.
Kebi sat down next to Fearow.
“Fearow, do you think Tyranitar will accept me as its new Trainer?”
Fearow, who was lazily lying down, initially wanted to say that Tyranitar would.
But then he thought, Tyranitar wasn't like him, being ordered around without enjoying logistical benefits.
Tyranitar had been with Aron since he started.
At that time, it was still a Larvitar.
Aron had given Larvitar all sorts of special treatment, always thinking of Larvitar whenever there was anything good.
Because of this kindness, Tyranitar might truly have feelings for Aron.
Fearow could only shake his head.
“Caw caw~”
“You don’t know…”
Kebi picked up a stone and threw it into the river in front of him.
“Aron was killed by Shiftry, and Shiftry is also dead now. Tyranitar currently has no Trainer. If I ask you to persuade it, do you have the confidence to make it stay?”
Fearow thought for a moment, then nodded.
He and Tyranitar had been briefly released by Jenny once during the days Aron was imprisoned.
At that time, when they learned that Aron had been arrested and that Jenny would arrange for them to be returned to their suitable natural habitats, Fearow was very happy, but he remembered seeing confusion about the future in Tyranitar’s eyes.
Having followed Aron since it was small, Tyranitar had adapted to a life with a master.
Suddenly being told to return to nature, Tyranitar felt uncomfortable instead.
Therefore, Fearow was confident he could persuade Tyranitar to stay.
However, Tyranitar being willing to stay did not mean Tyranitar would be willing to follow Kebi’s commands.
Even if it listened, it would only listen selectively.
“Caw caw.”
Kebi nodded with satisfaction: “It’s good enough if he can stay.”
As long as Tyranitar recognized him as its Trainer, as the saying goes, familiarity breeds affection. Kebi would use his sincerity to influence Tyranitar.
He didn’t believe he couldn’t melt this stone.
He stroked Fearow’s slightly messy feathers and said:
“For now, you focus on recovering. Later, we’ll let Tyranitar out and persuade it to stay. Your feathers are messy and dull; I’ll think of a way to groom them for you.”
“I guarantee your feathers will become neat and shiny!”
Fearow immediately raised his head. He would definitely persuade Tyranitar to stay.
He wanted his master to reward him with neat and shiny feathers!
“You rest first.”
Kebi returned to the stove. The ingredients in the pot had already turned into a pot of emerald green nutrient solution.
He poured out the nutrient solution and set it aside to cool.
Seedot was not suitable for hot food, and they preferred food at room temperature.
Kebi waved to the three small Pokémon who were playing:
“You three, come here. I need your help with something.”
The medicinal herbs Kebi had purchased were almost used up, and he needed to collect fresh ones from the forest to prepare.
“Your task is to help me find medicinal herbs in the forest. When you find them, call me; don’t pick them yourselves.”
Some herbs needed leaves, some needed roots, some needed berries, and some needed all of them.
Different types of herbs required different picking methods.
Pokémon couldn’t just pull them out randomly.
“Fearow, the task of guarding the camp is yours.” Kebi prepared a plate of Piplup’s Pokémon food for him.
“You can eat this if you’re hungry.”
The difference between penguins and sparrows was quite significant, but this was the most suitable Pokémon food for Fearow among the existing ones.
Water attribute Pokémon food had nourishing effects that were not much worse than Grass attribute ones.
The seasoned Fearow needed both physical and mental recuperation.
Kebi looked forward to the day Fearow would make a surprising breakthrough.
Upon entering the forest, every time Kebi collected a type of medicinal herb, he would show it to Seedot and ask Seedot to help find more of that herb.
Seedot’s abilities were limited, so Kebi asked it to help find relatively precious and rare herbs. Common herbs were abundant, and Kebi could find them easily.
With a mental scan, Kebi could find several growing locations.
With Seedot’s assistance, in less than two hours, they collected more herbs than they had before entering the forest.
Kebi and his group returned to the riverbank campsite in high spirits.
Fearow was still lying on the mat, lazily basking in the sun.
Only the plate in front of him was empty.
Kebi used Heal Pulse to scan Fearow’s body.
After confirming that he had basically recovered, Kebi decided to move on to the exciting part.
Persuading Tyranitar to surrender!
Tyranitar
lv70 lv60
Ability: Sandstorm
Aptitude: Gold (1/100)
Status: Sleeping, injured
Stats: 682
HP: 116
Attack: 155
Defense: 128
Special Attack: 96
Special Defense: 114
Speed: 73
Skills: Sandstorm, Hyper Beam, Rock Throw, Rock Slide, Rock Throw, Stone Edge, Dark Pulse, Bite, Crunch, Thunder Fang, Dragon Tail, Dragon Dance, Protect, Stomp.
Just looking at Tyranitar’s data made Kebi’s blood boil.
With such a formidable ally, the League Conference seemed like a smooth path for him.
With over a year left for training, Tyranitar would become Kebi’s trump card against Tobias.
“Fearow, are you ready? We’re going to start persuading Tyranitar.”
Fearow flapped his wings, reactivating his body.
Although not fully recovered, he still had the strength to fight.
“Caw!”
Fearow nodded firmly.
Leave it to him, he would definitely persuade Tyranitar for his new master!
Piplup, Chimchar, and Seedot lined up in a row, with Fearow standing in front of them.
Kebi took out Tyranitar’s Poké Ball and released it.
As soon as it appeared, Tyranitar let out a malicious roar.
It directly stunned Piplup, Chimchar, and Seedot, making them stop breathing.
Fearow calmly flapped his wings.
“Caw caw~”
He was persuading Tyranitar not to get excited, the battle was over.
Tyranitar looked at the unfamiliar surroundings and relaxed its guard, but not seeing Aron, its heart tensed up again.
Fearow told it the situation. Upon learning that Aron had died, Tyranitar was indeed a bit dejected.
Upon learning that Kebi was their new master, Tyranitar locked its gaze on Kebi.
Kebi smiled back at Tyranitar.
“You’re still injured. I’ll treat you now.”
Tyranitar didn’t speak, it just sat down silently.