Pokémon: I am really a civilian trainer

Southeast of Clear Creek Village, there is a pile of rocks.

Owen, a cadre of the Leiming Regiment, stood on a high place, holding a monocular telescope, and watched the Clear Creek Village where the riot occurred.

Ten minutes later, a sneaky figure ran over from the direction of the village. It was Raymond's deputy Garry.

"Boss, we have found out that the Pokémon Center is about to be built. The village chief, Aaron, and a bug catcher are going to plant trees in the village, saying it is to beautify the environment or something."

Raymond sneered.

"Beautify the environment? What a happy and stupid village. Is there any movement from that woman Emily?"

"Seventeen got some information. It seems that she will leave for Hakim City tomorrow morning. As for what she is going to do specifically, Seventeen did not find out."

"Is there anything else worth noting?"

"I heard from Gordon that the teacher of the Pokémon school in this village is from the Ruier Pokémon Academy. She is your junior, but she is very young and should only be able to become a formal trainer."

"Oh? There's actually an Pokémon school in this remote village?"

"It is said that an old man named Aaron tricked the alliance officials into building it. This village chief named Aaron is very good at taking advantage. When Gordon sneaked into the village, he was tricked by this old man into buying a deserted yard."

"In that case, then we can take care of this old man..."

Raymond looked at the spitting old man in the monocular telescope and sneered.

"By the way, do you know the name of my junior schoolmate?"

"Emira."

Raymond took out another illustrated book and opened it.

Although he joined the Thunder Group, Raymond's identity has not been exposed, nor is he wanted, so he can use the original Pokémon Encyclopedia.

Raymond logged into the official website of Ruier Pokémon Academy and after some searching, he quickly found Sun Ting's information from the alumni network.

Emira is a schoolmate who is four years younger than him. She just graduated a year ago. Her grades are above average. Her registered main Pokémon is Miss Goethe.

"With her grades, she shouldn't come to a mountain village like this. Did she offend someone? Or is there some secret hidden in this small mountain village?"

"Boss, do we need to change the plan?"

Raymond waved his hand: "The plan is going on as normal. She should be at the level of a formal trainer and not a big threat. But after we take away the Pokémon Repair Device, we can get in touch with her. If she really offends someone, maybe she can join us.

Oh, and the bug catcher you mentioned yesterday who caught more than a hundred Caterpies, seems to have a good affinity with Pokémons, so we can try to develop some of that."

Holding the monocular telescope, Raymond glanced at the strong insect-catching boy standing next to the old village chief and smiled.

"In that case, let's start tomorrow afternoon and try to finish everything within two hours."

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In Clear Creek Village, three sweet orange trees were planted by Mark and Old Man Aaron.

As the two stinking flowers poured smelly liquid into the roots of the fruit trees, and with the help of a dozen walking grasses releasing green plant energy, the three fruit trees came to life.

It cannot be said that it grew luxuriantly immediately, but it did sprout and produce some new branches and leaves, so it must have survived.

Mark closed his eyes slightly.

I was originally feeling the changes in the natural veins of the village after planting trees, but suddenly I found a fresh and natural breeze blowing from the direction of the forest.

The breeze seemed to flow into his body from the top of his head, making him feel indescribably refreshed.

It seemed like Clear Creek Forest was rewarding him for expanding the forest.

Mark discovered that his [Clear Stream Power] seemed to have become stronger again, and the increase was equivalent to him dancing naturally for a few days.

Mark continued to close his eyes and feel, and found that not only him, but also part of the forest's gift flowed into Caterpie's Poké Ball.

In addition, the rewards from these forests also went to Uncle Aaron and a dozen plant Pokémons who helped plant trees nearby.

However, Uncle Aaron did not master the power of nature, and only a small portion of the blessings of the forests was absorbed by him.

The same goes for the dozen or so plant Pokémons. Although their bodies absorbed more forest rewards than Uncle Aaron, most of the rewards still dissipated and disappeared between heaven and earth.

Finding Mark standing there in a daze, Old Man Aaron came over and whispered, "What's wrong? Is there any problem?"

"No, I found some unexpected gains. I'll tell you more about it in the evening."

After a brief exchange, the two quickly continued planting trees.

In a whole day, Mark and Old Man Aaron planted thirty-seven trees of different sizes.

There are fruit trees, some ordinary trees and shrubs, and Mark also planted a few grape vines near the wall of a courtyard.

In general, nineteen of them have survived with the help of the plant elves, and the remaining eighteen were just planted normally and watered with some nutrient solution because the stinky flowers and walking grasses lacked physical strength.

Then, at night after a busy day, under Mark's persuasion, Old Man Aaron entered the Clear Creek Forest again and danced for two and a half hours.

No words were spoken that night.

The next morning, Old Man Aaron was woken up by Mark on time.

Although my waist and legs ached, according to Mark, there were more than a hundred trees in total, which could be planted in about five days, so I could just be patient and it would pass.

In addition, Mark told him that planting trees also helped him understand the power of the forest.

So, Old Man Aaron endured his physical discomfort and continued to plant trees with Mark.

From early morning till noon, they hardly had any rest except for Pokémon Center's director Emily who said hello when she left and the two of them stopped for a while.

Old Man Aaron had an inexplicable feeling that this kid Mark was fooling him, just like he had fooled the villagers and alliance officials in the past.

But he really wanted that kind of natural power.

He could only follow Mark's actions with doubt.

The midsummer sun was getting hotter and hotter. Old man Aaron finally couldn't bear it anymore. He took off his straw hat and sat in the shade to fan himself.

Mark still stood in the sun, planting trees and feeling the changes in the natural veins of the village.

The location for planting trees is not fixed. As the previous tree is planted, the natural veins nearby will also change to a certain extent, so the next planting location also needs to be changed appropriately.

Old Man Aaron looked at the perverted boy who was standing in the sun without a drop of sweat on his face and said, "How is it? How are the trees planted today?"

Mark nodded and said, "The southwest of the village can barely be considered as part of the Clear Creek Forest, but it is not obvious yet, and we need to wait for the plants to grow further.

Caterpies in the breeding base should show changes after a few days.

The quality of their silk will gradually improve, and eventually, after a few months, as the trees in the village become more lush, their silk will completely return to the quality of wild Caterpies."

Old Man Aaron nodded slightly, and saw a red light appear. Mark's Caterpie crawled out of the Poké Ball, looking around in a daze, hissing at the same time, as if it had discovered something.

Seeing this, Mark released Wimpod, which immediately trembled violently and let out a terrified cry as soon as it was released.

There was no time for Mark and Old Man Aaron to ponder their doubts.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Four explosions came from four directions of the village one after another. The blue-purple electric light seemed to form a large net, constantly swimming over the village.

Just as Mark and Old Man Aaron were wondering what had happened, a man wearing a yellow turban walked towards them step by step from a distance.

Behind the man were two Electrikes, and around him were a dozen Magnemite and Magneton floating.

"Gordon, you are from the Thunder Group?"

Looking at the yellow headscarf on Wang Hai's head, Old Man Aaron looked surprised.

Gordon has been in Clear Creek Village for more than ten days, and Old Man Aaron has a good impression of him.

In general, this young man looked honest and upright, and I was very honest when I was tricked by him into buying the abandoned courtyard. I regretted it later and wanted to ask him for a refund, but he did not agree. After two repeated arguments, the matter was left unresolved.

In fact, it was not that Old Man Aaron wanted to cheat the young man on purpose, but the population of Clear Creek Village was too small, so he resorted to this desperate measure and wanted Wang Hai to settle down in Clear Creek Village. Afterwards, he would also find a way to give Wang Hai some compensation.

Gordon sneered, "Village Chief Aaron, if you can compensate me now with interest, no, compensate the Thunder Group for the loss of one million, I can let you go, you..."

Whoosh——

Before Wang Hai finished speaking, a green shell suddenly blasted out, hitting Caterpie next to Mark.

"Mark, let me tell you, Caterpie, don't be impulsive. Although it has great potential, it is only potential. It..."

Old Man Aaron noticed the movement nearby and immediately persuaded and warned Mark.

The young man is impulsive and tries to calm Mark and Caterpie down to prevent them from suffering irreversible injuries.

Then, he saw Caterpie transformed into a cannonball fiercely hit a thunder beast, blasting the thunder beast onto the masonry wall behind it, directly collapsing the masonry wall...