"I'll go out."

After lunch, the good man was going to the town to visit the academic master: Dr. Damu, and of course, he asked the other party to help treat the Big Tongue injury. After all, there is no Pokémon Center here.

"good."

The girls responded, and after lunch, they pulled Daisuke and Asahi to play a truth-telling adventure. I don’t know how these two guys agreed. It seems that they didn’t learn a lesson last night.

"Is it possible that you are addicted to playing naked games?" The good man shook his head and thought speechlessly.

After coming out of the courtyard, the afternoon sun shines on your body warmly. When you look at the shiny grass on the hillside, it makes you want to lie down and sleep for a while.

Of course, he was just thinking about it. He also had to take Dashibei to the Damu Institute for treatment. As a Pokémon trainer, his Pokémon's health needs to be paid attention to at all times.

"Gugu..."

Slowly down from the hillside, in a slope where spring wheat had just been planted by the roadside, several Bobos cleverly used their claws to dig off the floating soil. While the farmer returned to the town for lunch break, these Bobos happily buried their heads and pecked at food.

When they found the beloved man who stopped by the road and watched curiously, the waves shouted alertly twice, flapping their wings and flying away.

However, the group of elves did not stay away. They landed on another slope not far away, staring at the human teenager holding a pink doll in his arms, as if they would fly back again as soon as he left.

"let's go."

The good man smiled and did not continue to prevent the group of bobos from eating. He walked towards the town at the foot of the mountain with Daidai Beast.

With the arrival of spring, the temperature rose rapidly. The farmer, who was roasted by the sun for a whole morning, returned home to take a nap at this noon.

"Gugu..."

When they came to the town, Bobo, the good man, and the daied beast held in his arms, the two pets went along the Damu Research Institute, which was wrapped in the hills in the northwest, while looking at the scenery of the town curiously.

As he grew up, his good man had never left Rainbow City. Although he had never seen what a town looked like with his own eyes, he had seen many of them in the travel videos shared by other trainers in the forum post bar. There are many of them on the Kanto continent, such as Zhenxin Town.

The strange customs and cultures and various cultural symbols always attract good people.

"When the strength is enough, you must go out for a trip." The dear man said in his heart.

"Dingdong...Dingdong..."

After walking for seven or eight minutes, I came to the hill in the northwest of the town. A building with white walls and red roofs was located here, which is the famous Damu Research Institute.

"Here's here...who?"

A few minutes after the beloved man rang the doorbell, a reply came from the yard.

"Hello, I'm a spring outing with my friend from Rainbow City. A Pokémon on my hand was injured. Because there is no Pokémon Center nearby, I came here to ask you for help with treatment."

When I heard footsteps coming from the yard, my beloved explained politely.

"That's it, please come in!"

An old man wearing a white researcher's gown and gray-haired helped the good man open the gate of the yard.

"Good noon, Dr. Oki." Seeing the person standing in front of him, the benevolent was stunned at first, and then a look of respect appeared on his face.

"Haha, young man, do you know me?"

The old man reached out and made a gesture to invite him into the yard, pulled up the gate, and said with a very kind smile on his face.

"I have read a lot of doctoral books in the library before. I think the entire Kanto region's Pokémon trainer circle is not unaware of your doctoral."

"Haha..." The old man's face was filled with a happy smile when he was said by a junior.

Following the old man, he walked towards the research institute inside. The old man in front of him was one of the leading developers of the Pokémon Picture Book. The benefactor's respect for the kind old man in front of him was not a fake.

In an era when people still know little about Pokémon in the wild, there is no unified name for Pokémon in the wild. Which Pokémon are gentle in personality, which Pokémon are very dangerous, and trainers should not be rashly approached..., these information is still a time when only word of mouth is passed on.

It was the man named Damu Snow City in front of me who took the lead in organizing a group of researchers to develop an electronic Pokémon illustration, and asked the trainers to help record the wild Pokémon pictures they saw.

Then, the scholars and researchers behind the scenes have been studying Pokémon recorded in the picture books for decades, studying their personalities, abilities, habitats... and uniformly naming them.

Let the trainer see the lives of golden hairs and serrated tails, and know that they are an electrical mouse Pokémon, officially called Pikachu.

Those who are timid will use electric current to attack strangers who are approaching their own rashly. If you subdue them to train them, the trainer will gently stroke the electric bags on their cheeks and they will feel very comfortable.

The ones with green grass on their backs are not called garlic frogs. Their official scientific name is Miaofrog Seeds, and the blue bald turtle is not called...

Oki and the first group of researchers were a group of glorious pioneers of exploration, and they promoted the prosperity of the profession of Pokémon Trainer.

As people's understanding of Pokémon deepens, the power mastered by Pokémon has been applied to life today, and human civilization has ushered in rapid development, and the old man in front of him has made an indelible contribution.

Compared to many people who have made a little contribution and honor, fearing that others will not know their greatness, the old man in front of him has countless halos of honor, but after he succeeds, he still sticks to his original intention and continues to do what a researcher should do.

However, such a great person was standing three steps away from him. He had just spoken to the other party, and even thought about the good man, he felt incredible.

"Now it's two steps away."

The benevolent man holding Daidai Beast and squatting on Bobo's shoulders secretly took a step forward. Looking at the benevolent man's small movements, Daidai Beast and Bobo looked at him with confusion.

Naturally, the two little guys didn't know the good man's mood at this moment, nor did they understand the greatness of the old man in front. If this old man hadn't named them, people wouldn't be allowed to call them now.

"In a logical sense, this old man is your two 'father'!!!" The deceitful man thought to himself.

"Oh, I cooked instant noodles!"

Suddenly, the old man who walked in front of the good man wailed and ran into the institute in panic. Seeing Dr. Damu like this, the good man couldn't help but smile on his face.

A master of the academic world, a great man sitting on the altar, was busy doing research and had no time to eat lunch, and even cooked instant noodles in the research institute. The greater the person, the cuter it is.

"Gugu~"

Bobo turned his head and looked at the old man, as if saying: Where did this strange old man come from?
Chapter completed!