Pokémon: I am really a civilian trainer

When Mark came back with two large bags woven from insect silk, nearly 200 kilograms of fruits and mushrooms, and a dozen pheasants and rabbits, the battle in Old Man Aaron's yard had already come to an end.

Raticate had dark circles under his eyes and was dozing off in the yard.

When he found Mark had returned, Raticate first opened his eyes wide suddenly, and then after his body trembled slightly, he fell backwards to the ground, and soon bursts of snoring were heard.

It was actually okay to face Gengar just now, but Mark...

It was already an old monster, and after three days of continuous hard work, Mark and his Pokémons were full of energy, but it was really a bit overwhelmed.

Not far from the strange force, Old Man Aaron was sitting on a stone table, his eyes staring at the ground.

When he found Mark had returned, Old Man Aaron immediately stood up with an inexplicable look of resentment in his eyes. Then he thought of something and sat down, rubbing his temples with both hands.

Not long ago, because of the hypnosis of the silver-haired man and Gengar, he had an extremely painful nightmare.

This painful nightmare is actually an extension of what happened not long ago.

In the dream, he and Mark became uncle and nephew who depended on each other.

As is the usual start of a nightmare, it starts out happily.

He worked hard to earn money to support his family, and Mark was filial and obedient. Although the taxes in the Stone Town Gym were heavy, they still lived a good life thanks to their hard-working hands.

Then suddenly one day, Mark and Mark's Caterpie got a strange disease - the dry food disease.

The man and the bug kept eating as if they were never full.

The originally happy family was heavily in debt after being eaten by Mark and Caterpie, and Mark showed no signs of stopping.

Once there is not enough food, Mark and Caterpie will bang their heads against the rice jar until he gets food, and then the man and Caterpie will be more content.

Of course, these are not the point.

The point is that Mark told him not to worry, that there was just some minor problem with his body, so he was a little hungry and ate a little more, but actually he was fine.

It's okay, can't you see that he's eating so much that his family is about to fall apart?

And his stomach is so swollen that it's hard for him to walk, and you still tell him it's okay!

Then, in the nightmare, Mark eats like crazy, and his stomach gets bigger and bigger, and finally... BANG!

It explodes!

Recalling the nightmare of Mark's stomach exploding, Old Man Aaron pressed his temples. He saw Mark walking around the yard, rummaging through the silk bag under Vikavolt, and taking out two huge poisonous mushrooms.

Old Man Aaron opened his mouth halfway, looking somewhat puzzled, and saw Mark bite off a large piece of poisonous mushroom in one bite, chewing it quickly, and swallowing two poisonous mushrooms into his stomach in no time.

"Fuck..."

Seeing Uncle Aaron's shocked expression, Mark explained: "Uncle, don't worry. I just had a little problem with my body, so I'm a little hungry and ate a little more, but it's actually okay..."

It's okay, Nima!

Just as Old Man Aaron was about to complain, he suddenly realized something and froze...

Mark's words at this moment were not exactly the same as in the nightmare, but they were exactly the same, without any difference.

Serial nightmares?

He got hit! ?

"Wake up!!"

Pah! Pah!

Thinking of this, Old Man Aaron yelled and slapped himself in the mouth, trying to use the pain to free himself from this serial nightmare.

Unfortunately, just as Old Man Aaron slapped himself twice, his hands were caught by Mark.

Mark's hands were like a pair of iron clamps, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free.

"...You damned brat, you're trying to mess with me even in my dreams, let me go!"

"Uncle Aaron? Uncle Aaron, calm down..."

Mark turned his head to look at Blaziken and Infernape who were communicating with Caterpie not far away. The latter immediately ran over and helped stop the agitated Uncle Aaron.

Unfortunately, Uncle Aaron's condition was obviously not right. When he saw Blaziken and Infernape approaching, he struggled further and kicked Blaziken's butt several times.

"Hiss, hiss, hiss, hiss!"

Caterpie quickly came over and translated what Blaziken and Infernape had just said.

Mark frowned and said, "So, during the time I was away, a dangerous person who controlled ghost-type Pokémons appeared? And Uncle Aaron might have been caught in the trap?"

While controlling Uncle Aaron, Mark questioned Blaziken and Infernape.

With the help of Caterpie and Butterfree's translation, he quickly learned the whole story.

Specifically, a dangerous man who controlled ghost-type Pokémon arrived, and was driven away by the resistance of Monster Force, Blaziken, and Infernape.

Apart from Old Man Aaron who was hit and fell into a nightmare, they did not suffer any harm, but they did not gain any advantage either.

While Mark was communicating with the two Pokémons, Old Man Aaron, whose cheeks were slightly swollen, also realized something - he did not seem to be trapped in a series of nightmares.

…

After some explanation.

Mark released his hands that were clamped around Uncle Aaron.

Old Man Aaron rubbed his wrist, then rubbed his red and swollen cheek, and said with a face full of resentment: "You kid, it's okay if you keep eating, but why did you eat poisonous mushrooms just now?"

"Um..." Mark took out a few more mushrooms of the same kind from his net bag and said, "I ate this kind of mushroom a few days ago. It tastes great whether eaten raw or roasted. I didn't have any reaction after eating it. Did you remember it wrongly?"

"Fan Laowu had diarrhea for three days because of eating this mushroom!"

As he spoke, Old Man Aaron vaguely heard Mark's stomach rumbling.

But Mark didn't care about it. He quickly took out a few fruits from the net bag and continued to eat them in big mouthfuls.

Old Man Aaron's mouth twitched slightly. He patted Mark's stomach with his palm. After confirming that Mark's stomach would not explode like in the nightmare, he glared at Mark hard.

Without further ado, Old Man Aaron glanced at the sleeping Raticate lying on the ground, took a deep breath, and said solemnly, "It should be a rare ghost-type special ability user. The spirits are Gengar and Crystal Lantern. The strength of Gengar is at least elite level, and the strength of Crystal Lantern is unknown. It's very tricky."

Mark looked at Old Man Aaron's solemn expression and said, "If it's just at the elite level, can't you handle it?"

Old Man Aaron frowned slightly, and said without hiding anything: "If it was any other type, it would be fine, but the ghost type's ability is too weird, and you should know that the attributes of Pokémons restrain..."

Mark asked, "You mean that fighting and general-type moves are difficult to be effective against ghost-type Pokémons?"

Old Man Aaron nodded gently: "You can say that this is the opponent I least want to meet."

After Old Man Aaron finished speaking, he quickly went to the underground base, took out two bottles of sobering potion, then unscrewed the bottle caps and replaced them with two press-type nozzles.

"This guy is likely to come back. If you find anything wrong, use the sobering potion spray on yourself and the Pokémons around you. Also, ghost-types will restrain psychic-types. Try not to let your Butterfree use telekinesis to explore the surrounding environment, otherwise it will be easily attacked..."

Old Man Aaron wanted to say more, but suddenly stopped.

The sleeping Raticate had woken up at some point and was guarding Old Man Aaron with a vigilant look on his face. Caterpie, Butterfree and Mark also noticed something and looked towards the southeast of the courtyard.

Old Man Aaron made a gesture of silence, indicating Mark to take back all the Pokémons, and then he took back his Blaziken and Infernape, leaving only the Monster outside.

The next moment, a three-and-a-half-meter-long scarlet fire dragon descended from the sky.

A sweet girl with twin ponytails, who looked about fifteen or sixteen years old and was wearing a pink jacket with a Pikachu pattern on it, jumped off the back of the Charizard.

It was Aya, the acting director of the Clear Creek Village Pokémon Center and Emily's student...