Chapter 37: Chapter 37:Farm Phone Call and Aoi District Night
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Natsume opened His phone and clicked on Draw.
Notice: You have obtained the Grass Gem.
"Servine, come here."
Natsume called Servine to her side and then handed the Grass Gem to Servine.
Servine reached out and took it, placing it into its mouth.
Notice: Servine absorbed the Grass Gem, and its level increased to level 30.
Servine learned new moves: Leaf Blade and Energy Ball.
"Snivy~"
Servine felt the energy circulating within its body.
It tried to control the leaves in front of it to condense.
Grass-type energy quickly gathered into a green blade on the leaves in front of Servine!
Servine used Leaf Blade.
"Servine~!"
Servine released the Leaf Blade and then took a deep breath, condensing an Energy Ball in front of its chest.
Whoosh~
The Energy Ball shot into the sky.
Bang~
The green light burst open in the air.
"Servine~!"
Servine called out excitedly to Natsume.
Natsume smiled. "You've learned a new move, Servine."
Servine looked very happy.
Natsume patted the leaves on Servine and said, "Let's give everyone a phone call to let them know we're okay."
Although this was a Wilderness Pokémon sanctuary, there was still a signal tower here.
The signal tower was generally maintained by Pokémon rangers while they patrolled the area.
Natsume connected the call to Rotom.
Beep beep~ The call connected.
"Rotom, this is Takamagahara Farm~"
Natsume smiled. "Good evening, Rotom."
"Awooo~"
Arcanine immediately leaned in front of Natsume, bringing its large head close to the lens.
Rotom said, "Everyone, Natsume is calling!"
Rotom pointed the lens toward the surroundings.
Pecha Berry trees had already been planted around the farm.
The Pecha Berry tree seedlings take two years to grow before they can blossom and bear fruit.
Natsume had planted seedlings that were already a year old.
By next March, the farm would be filled with beautiful peach blossoms.
"Buneary~"
Buneary was the first to run over, jumping towards the lens.
Natsume waved with a smile. "Good evening, Buneary."
"Dragonair~"
Dragonair also approached at that moment.
Servine had a somewhat aloof personality.
It didn't lean toward Natsume like Arcanine and Dragonair did.
Servine just glanced at the lens out of the corner of its eye.
Natsume aimed the phone at Servine. "Servine, why not say hello to everyone?"
In the frame, Sandslash and Houndoom ran over as well.
"Servine~."
Servine gave a slight wave and then looked away.
"Everyone, let me introduce two new friends."
Natsume held Minccino in her arms and said, "This is Minccino."
"Minccino~"
Minccino greeted Sandslash and the others in front of the lens.
"And this is Swadloon."
Natsume turned the lens toward Swadloon.
Swadloon seemed genuinely inept at expressing itself.
With a blank expression, it glanced at Natsume, then looked at the lens.
Staring~
"Farfetch'd!"
At that moment, Farfetch'd came running over, dragging its Leek behind it.
It challenged Houndoom.
"Houndoom."
Houndoom turned its head and refused!
"Farfetch'd, Natsume is on the phone!"
Rotom pointed the lens at Farfetch'd.
"Farfetch'd!"
Upon seeing the lens, Farfetch'd immediately crouched down.
"Farfetch'd!"
Farfetch'd requested a battle with Arcanine on the lens side.
"Awooo."
Arcanine looked at Farfetch'd with a confused expression.
Natsume laughed, stroking Arcanine's fluffy body. "After all, Farfetch'd is a Fighting-type Pokémon."
"Awooo?"
Arcanine looked at Natsume and asked, "Are all Fighting-type Pokémon like this?"
Natsume thought for a moment and replied, "Well, I think they all love to battle."
Inside the farm,
"Noibat~"
Noibat opened its eyes and yawned.
It looked around, the room was dark.
Where did everyone go?
Noibat wondered as it flew around the room.
Not a single person was there!
Noibat panicked.
Am I being abandoned?
Did they go out to have fun while I was on Night Shift?
When Natsume left, Noibat was still sleeping.
Natsume forgot to tell Noibat about her trip.
Noibat quickly flew up to the roof.
It saw Sandslash and the others gathered around Rotom.
"Noibat~"
Noibat was immediately excited and flew toward them.
"Farfetch'd!"
Farfetch'd spotted Noibat speeding toward it with its sharp eyes.
It instinctively swung its Leek.
Smack!
Noibat went flying once more.
Since it didn't use much force, Noibat wasn't hurt.
However, Noibat was still very annoyed.
It angrily flew over to argue with Farfetch'd.
"Farfetch'd."
Farfetch'd scratched its head and asked Noibat if it wanted to have a battle.
Noibat shot Farfetch'd a glare and then pressed its entire body against the lens.
"Awooo!"
Buneary instantly became displeased.
They pulled Noibat down without hesitation.
Natsume watched this lively scene with a smile. "Looks like everyone is doing well today."
"Buneary~"
Buneary asked Natsume if he encountered anything interesting today.
Natsume slowly began to recount her experiences of the day.
he described the scenery along the way and the people he met.
Though they were very ordinary things, Buneary and the others listened intently.
In the summer night forest, it was quiet and peaceful, yet full of life.
The moonlight gently illuminated the forest, with the occasional sound of an explosion startling a slumbering flock of Spearow.
Above the shimmering stream, a group of glowing Volbeat lazily flew by.
And there were Lechonk running around the hills.
These wild boar-like Pokémon always seemed to be hungry.
The campfire crackled under the starry sky.
At this moment, no one noticed a small figure suddenly appear on a protruding tree branch.
It quietly watched the boy and Pokémon beside the campfire.
The flames cast a warm glow on the boy's face, making him appear very gentle.
"Ralts~"
It was a Ralts.
Ralts could sensitively use the red horn on its head to detect the emotions of humans and Pokémon.
Although they seldom appeared before people, they would come closer when sensing positive emotions.
When it captured the warmth from a human or Pokémon with its red horn, its body would warm slightly.
This made Ralts feel quite comfortable.
"Ralts~"
Ralts let out a soft, contented sound.
The long night stretched on.