Pokémon: I am really a civilian trainer

 Old Man Aaron ran over angrily and was relieved to find that Mark had no intention of selling Caterpie.

After briefly understanding what had happened, Old Man Aaron angrily drove the profiteer Clay away.

It is worth mentioning that while driving away the profiteer Clay, Old Man Aaron also forcibly demanded 10,000 pokedollars in mental damage compensation from Clay, on the grounds that if the profiteer Clay did not pay this money, then Clay would not have to come to Clear Creek Village to do business in the future.

After driving Clay away, Old Man Aaron returned to the village and immediately started cursing at the nearby villagers.

"A bunch of short-sighted people!"

"Cedric, do you think you are being kind to help Mark bargain? You are asking 250 pokedollars for a Caterpie. I think you are an idiot. I tell you, even if that fat guy Clay offers 1,000 pokedollars, I won't sell one!"

"Do you know why he paid so much for Mark's Caterpie?"

"I don't know. I know you don't know!"

"All of you, I told you to study hard, but you didn't listen. Now your children don't study hard and you just study to make your debut in the insect catching competition. As a result, others come to dig up your lifeblood, and you are still helping others count money. You are really a bunch of idiots!"

"Clint, your dad doesn't have to stand there and be dissatisfied. Didn't you say that what Teacher Amira taught you in school was useless? Tell me why you can't sell Caterpie to Clay?"

Looking at Old Man Aaron, whose face was trembling with anger, the insect catcher Clint shrank his neck and dared not say a word.

Cedric said softly, "Third Uncle, you see, you haven't been deceived, right? And I don't think it's a big deal, there's no need for you to be so angry."

"Don't call me grandpa. I don't have a grandson as stupid as you. It's not a big deal. I'm alive now. If I were dead and saw you idiots, I would be so angry that I would crawl out of my grave.

Mark, you tell these idiots why they should reject the deal with the profiteer Clay.

You just rejected that fat guy Clay, don't tell me you don't know the reason!"

"Forehead..."

Mark, who was slightly dazed, came back to his senses. In fact, he had just been immersed in seeing the fifty-year-old Cedric calling Old Man Aaron "Third Grandpa".

Well, he had unknowingly gained a nephew who was in his fifties.

The generational structure in this village is really a bit confusing.

Without thinking too much, Mark took a deep breath and explained to the villagers around him: "If we sell a few Caterpies to Clay at a high price, it is indeed possible, and we will also make a small profit.

But Caterpies around me can be regarded as a small colony of Caterpies and cannot be sold.

Because after such a stable group of Caterpies settle down, they will regard the place where they live as their home. After evolving into Butterfree in the autumn and flying south to breed offspring, there is a high probability that they will fly back to lay Pokémon eggs.

If managed properly, with the accumulation of these Caterpies over time, it will be possible to become another Caterpie breeding base in a few years.

As far as I know, Clear Creek Village is the only Caterpie breeding base near Stone Town. If other breeding bases appear, the price of silk in the village will definitely drop sharply."

Old Man Aaron glared at Old Man Cedric angrily and said, "Do you understand? You are kind enough to help Mark get the price. Do you think you are kind? You are being stupid, very stupid. And you are still laughing beside me. Didn't I say anything about you when I said Old Man Cedric?"

Old man Aaron cursed loudly with spit flying everywhere, and many villagers who were watching walked away in shame soon, leaving only a woman in a white coat.

The woman was in her thirties and had a queen-like air. Like the school's teacher, Teacher Amira, she was out of tune with the temperament of the entire village and gave people the feeling of a doctor or professor.

Seeing the villagers leave, Old Man Aaron's expression changed and he said with a smile, "Manager Emily, I'm sorry to have embarrassed you."

Emily shook her head and said, "In fact, what happened just now also gave me some insights. I understand why that businessman bought Caterpies at a high price. It turns out that there is such a science to breeding Caterpies.

This is the Mark you mentioned, right? He seems to be very popular with the Pokémons. If you need him in the future, he can come to the Pokémon Center to work part-time."

Emily gently stroked a few nearby Caterpies with her hands, then walked towards the construction site of the Pokémon Center.

In fact, the Pokémon Center will not officially open for another ten days. She came here today just to check the construction progress of the treatment room and laboratory. Unexpectedly, she discovered the commotion in the village, so she came over to take a look.

Looking at Emily who was gradually going away, Old Man Aaron said: "This is the future director of the Clear Creek Village Pokémon Center. Although you are not a formal trainer yet, if you can get along well with her, you can use the equipment and treatments in the Pokémon Center for free.

It is said that he is an outstanding researcher, but I have not yet found out about his specific research projects..."

Old Man Aaron wanted to say more, but suddenly he thought of something and stopped.

He walked up to Mark and quickly returned to his angry expression.

Yes, he was still angry about Mark's sudden disappearance. How come he seemed to have forgiven Mark?

Mark touched his nose and said, "Uncle Aaron, actually I left that day because something really happened. I felt that something might happen in the forest, and I was a little worried. I actually wanted to wake you up, but I saw that you were sleeping soundly..."

Old Man Aaron snorted and said, "Don't call me Third Uncle anymore. Just call me Village Chief like before. I don't have a nephew as troublesome as you."

Mark's mouth twitched slightly: "Uncle Aaron, you..."

In fact, Mark really wanted to call Old Man Aaron the village chief directly, but if he said so at this time, Old Man Aaron would probably be furious.

Old Man Aaron snorted again, and then suddenly realized something. He looked at Mark's shrunken backpack and said, "Where is Wimpod's Pokémon Egg? Don't tell me that you lost Wimpod's Pokémon Egg."

Mark picked up the Poké Ball and said, "I was just about to tell you that Wimpod hatched three days ago, and I have already put it in the Poké Ball."

As he spoke, Mark released Wimpod.

Then, like a flash of white lightning, Wimpod quickly and skillfully got into the back of Mark's clothes and started the electric motor mode, shaking continuously because of fear.

"It hatched so early?" Old Man Aaron remembered that it would take a few more days for Fatty Li Lei to hatch the Pokémon egg, and then continued: "It is said that Wimpods are timid, but I didn't expect them to be so timid. However, this little guy is quite close to you. It is said that most Wimpods will be very afraid of their owners after hatching. You have overcome the most difficult hurdle."

Glancing around, Old Man Aaron suddenly asked in confusion, "By the way, where is your Caterpie?"

Normally, Mark, the sensible and smart Caterpie, should be rubbing against him affectionately at this time.

Mark looked around and saw that there was no one around. He said, "My Caterpie has grown a little bigger. I remembered your warning to me, so I didn't let it out."

Old Man Aaron snorted and said unhappily, "You have learned to be low-key, but you haven't learned it thoroughly enough. You know how to hide your Caterpies, so why don't you hide them? Wouldn't it be better if you bring them back in the middle of the night like you did last time?"

Mark explained: "I actually considered coming back at night, but I thought carefully that Caterpies like this might catch me two or three more times before autumn.

So instead of sneaking around at night and being discovered by the villagers, which would then lead to rumors, it is better to return to the village openly.

After all, it's only over 10,000 yuan each time, and no one should make things difficult for me because of this income."

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As Mark explained, Old Man Aaron was stunned again.

"...If I heard you correctly, you seemed to be saying, can you catch Caterpies like this a few more times?"

As he spoke, Old Man Aaron looked around and suddenly realized that something was wrong.

——Caterpies around Mark are so well behaved.

Mark's Caterpie is clearly in the Poké Ball and there is no leader present, so why are these caterpillars still gathering around Mark?

Besides, Caterpies were very timid spirits. He had just lost his temper nearby, so why didn't the Caterpies seem to panic?

While thinking, Old Man Aaron suddenly realized something and his pupils shrank slightly.

A dozen meters away, there were a few Caterpies that seemed to have run away, but as Mark waved at them, they actually came back obediently.

Can wild Caterpies be so obedient?

Even if you tempt them with food they like, they won't be so obedient, right?

　Caterpie breeding base in Clear Creek Village has tens of thousands of Caterpies. Two hundred Caterpies are actually nothing...