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Chapter 65 Orphan Pokémon

After the farce ended, Xiaozhi and his party followed Old Man Fuji to a house.

This house is much larger than the surrounding houses, with excellent greenery. From time to time, a few small Pokémon will run out of the door, laughing and playing.

Walkers, Trumpets, Furballs, etc. are all baby-type Pokémon.

"Here we are, this is my home. If you don't mind, you can come in and have a cup of cappuccino."

Old Man Fuji smiled.

Although he likes to prank outsiders, he thinks this is a friendly act.

He doesn't care whether others think he is friendly or not.

...

Entering the room, it looks like a large pet breeding area from the inside, divided into several areas, with more than a dozen Pokémon lying there to rest.

But they are still baby-type Pokémon.

"Mr. Fuji, are these all your Pokémon?"

Old Man Fuji shook his head:

"These are Pokémon that their parents or humans cannot take care of, or they are separated or abandoned, so I opened a Pokémon home here to take care of them until they can live on their own.

"

In other words, it is an orphanage.

There is a Pokémon Tower in Ziyuan Town, where many undead souls are buried. This is a city of death.

But death also brings new life, and as a result, there are a lot more baby Pokémon in Aster Town, far more than in other towns.

After hearing this, the three of them all looked at the old man Fuji with a look of respect.

Although his bad taste is very low, his character is very noble.

"So, what's the purpose of bringing us here?" Xiaozhi asked doubtfully.

Earlier at the elf center, Old Man Fuji said he needed their help.

Shouldn't they be asked to buy a few babies in vain?

"Woooo!!"

Before Old Man Fuji could speak, he heard a low roar from the side of the house, and then a petite brown Pokémon suddenly rushed out, waving a large bone club in his hand.

Before the three of them could see what it looked like, they only heard old man Fuji saying "stop it quickly", and Xiaozhi subconsciously blocked the little beast's path with his body.

"Woooo!!"

When the little brown beast saw someone blocking him, he showed no mercy. He picked up the big bone stick in his hand and jumped hard, hitting Xiaozhi hard on the knee.

Jump up and knock your knees out!

"Keng!"

There was a burst of metal explosion, and the strong reaction force forced the little beast to be overturned and rolled back several meters.

"What the hell?!"

Xiaozhi scratched his knee, it felt strangely itchy.

The people and Pokémon in this town are all in love with each other?!

"Woooo..."

The little beast had obviously just been born, but with one blow it lost its ability to fight and fell to the ground.

The three of them took a closer look and saw that this little beast was all khaki, with an obviously large bone frame on its small head, covering its entire face.

"Caracara is an orphan Pokémon. It must be an orphan when it is born. What it wears on its head is the skull of a relative, and the bone stick in its hand is a top-quality soup ingredient."

Illustrated auto-broadcast report.

Skull...?

The three of them became interested, and Xiaozhi was even more eager to try. He wanted to try to pull off the skull, but just as he started, Caracalla had regained consciousness. He held up the big bone stick and pointed at Xiaozhi in a very irritable manner.

"Calm down, they are guests."

Old Man Fuji held Caracara in his arms and gently comforted him. After a while of manipulation, the latter gradually stopped moving.

But he still looked irritable.

"Haha, he is the one I want to ask you to help."

Old Man Fuji placed the caracara on the ground and began to explain:

"I heard at the Pokémon Center that you were going to the Pokémon Tower, right? Could you please take him up with you?"

Xiaozhi nodded, this is a trivial matter, but Old Man Fuji is also very strong and can even scare people by touching porcelain. Can't he take it with him?

Legs rheumatism?

"Haha, I also want to take it up, but I don't have the ability. This tower is not simple..."

Old Man Fuji said awkwardly.

If he hadn't been a trainer for many years, he wouldn't be so embarrassed.

After hearing this, the three of them looked at each other. Can't the locals climb the local tower?

That's really funny.

"Wait a minute, Mr. Fuji, let me ask a question first."

Xiaoxia suddenly interrupted:

"Are there really ghosts in this tower? I'm not talking about Pokémon, I'm talking about real ghosts!"

Although she used to be afraid of ghost Pokémon, these days she no longer feels comfortable getting along with Gengar, and she even vaguely feels that ghost-type Pokémon are quite cute.

Especially Gengar, he is fat and cute.

But if it's a real ghost...

She suddenly shuddered!

"Haha, of course there is..."

Old Man Fuji laughed and slowly explained:

"The Pokémon Tower is the burial place of the dead. Not only does it house ghost Pokémon, but there are also many real ghosts that haunt it. I don't need to trick you on this."

Regardless of whether they are humans or Pokémon, they had strong obsessions during their lifetimes, and were buried in a place with extremely negative energy after death. It is reasonable for them to evolve into ghosts.

However, these ghosts will slowly dissipate from the human world as time goes by or through the worship of relatives and friends.

"I just don't know what happened recently. At the intersection from the fourth floor to the fifth floor of the Pokémon Tower, there seems to be a ghost with strong resentment blocking it."

He frowned.

The Pokémon Tower is divided into five floors. The first floor is where witches worship and pray. It is said that there is a barrier to prevent wild Pokémon from appearing.

Starting from the second level, ghost Pokémon and real ghosts gradually begin to live.

And it seems that because of that powerful ghost, even these wild ghost Pokémon began to riot.

"This Caracara wants to go to the Pokémon Tower no matter what, but the trainers in the town are not good enough to take it up."

Old Man Fuji sighed helplessly. In fact, he didn't know what the purpose of Caracalla was.

But being irritable here all the time is not an option, and it would be in vain for Caracalla to go up on his own.

In fact, a foreign trainer came this morning. He was about the same age as Xiaozhi, but it was said that he had something important to do, so he refused the request directly.

He could only focus on Xiaozhi and his party.

Looking at the fat electric rat on his shoulder and the fat Gengar, they are all fat and white, so their strength should not be too low, right?

"As long as you can bring Karaka** Tower, there is a strange stone on the fifth floor of the Pokémon Tower that I collected when I traveled to other areas in my early years. It is said to be an incredible stone in that area now, so I can give it to you.

Give it to you in return."

Old Man Fuji added one last sentence.

Hearing this, Xiaozhi's eyes brightened, and he hugged Caracalla directly in his arms regardless of Caracalla's struggle, and said with a smile:

"Haha, old man, you are out of touch when you say that. I am helping simply to fulfill Caracalla's wish!"

"Oh, then even..."

"Ah haha, but since you said it, I would be disrespectful to you if I don't accept it!"

"Oh, actually I don't feel disrespectful..."

"Haha, Xiaogang Xiaoxia, let's go!!"

Ash suddenly turned his head and interrupted Old Fuji's words. Without waiting for him to finish, he pinched Caracara with one hand and Pikachu with the other, and ran towards the Pokémon Tower with the two of them.

...

...

After Xiaozhi and his party left, the smile on Old Fuji's face suddenly dropped, and his expression became extremely serious.

"Strange, why does this kid smell like that Pokémon?!"

As the creator of that Pokémon, he could smell this smell even through the Poké Ball.

He frowned, then shook his head violently.

"Impossible, there's no way that Pokémon is related to a novice trainer..."

After thinking for a long time, Old Man Fuji's eyes narrowed, he hurried into the house and dialed the number according to the memory.

The call is connected.

"Oh, is it Fuji? You haven't called me for a long time? I heard that you are the director of the orphanage now?"

There was a chuckle from the other end of the phone, and the voice seemed to be that of a talkative old man.

"Don't talk about it. Do you still remember the Pokémon we created together?"

Old Man Fuji asked in a deep voice.

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