After the Harvest Festival, Forest Dew Farm quickly returned to its daily rhythm.
Lucy’s schedule had an important new arrangement: to go to Jonathan’s Pokemon Nursery to sign a cooperation agreement and, while she was at it, tour his research projects.
“Budew?” (Are we going out?) Budew watched Lucy change into a slightly more formal cotton dress, nervously using its leaves to gently fiddle with its bud, its leaves trembling slightly.
“Bulba!” (We’re going to that impressive grandpa’s Pokemon Nursery!) Bulbasaur excitedly swung its Vine Whip, its eyes sparkling, clearly remembering the appreciative gaze Jonathan had given it before.
“Yes, we’re going to sign a contract, and I can learn new farming techniques.” Lucy carefully checked her documents: her ID card, farm registration certificate, a copy of her Harvest Festival award certificate, and the letter of intent Jonathan had given her, organizing them one by one into her bag.
Circe volunteered to take them by bike, the small trailer on the back seat lined with cushions, just enough to fit Lucy and the two Pokemon.
“Grandpa Jonathan’s Pokemon Nursery is on the other side of town; it has many rare Berries seedlings and even a Pokemon egg care center!”
Twenty minutes later, they arrived at the Pokemon Nursery.
Jonathan, wearing linen work clothes and reading glasses, was flipping through materials.
Seeing them arrive, he pointed to the chair opposite: “Sit.
It seems you haven’t been prone to Slack Off since the Harvest Festival; Bulbasaur’s hind legs are much sturdier, and Budew’s bud has also unfurled.”
“Working on the farm is training.” Lucy said truthfully.
The contract was signed smoothly: Forest Dew’s crops would be given priority for purchase by Jonathan’s Pokemon Nursery, with prices 20% higher than market value, while also requiring adherence to planting standards and record-keeping requirements.
“This is to protect both parties.” Jonathan pushed over another agreement, “For the ‘Healing Berries’ project, you can act as a test field partner; there’s a subsidy, and you can learn new techniques.”
Lucy read the introduction and signed it: “I am willing to participate.”
Jonathan took them to tour the Pokemon Nursery: in the sterile seedling room, the seedlings grew neatly, and the tools in the grafting workshop were very precise.
Finally, they arrived at the Pokemon egg care center, where various Pokemon eggs lay on rows of incubation beds, and staff members operated instruments quietly.
“This place simulates the environment most suitable for egg development; some are deposited here, and some are hatched by us.” Jonathan introduced in a low voice.
Lucy’s gaze stopped at the innermost row: a light brown egg with dark spots, smaller than the ones next to it, with mediocre monitor data, looking completely unremarkable.
But she could feel the full and resilient vitality inside the eggshell, as if it were gently “breathing,” revealing a lively curiosity.
“Mr.
Jonathan, that egg…”
“Oh, this one was picked up by a Ranger in Petalburg Woods, suspected to be abandoned, development is a bit slow, data is average.” Jonathan glanced at the tag, “Are you interested?”
Lucy walked closer, and after permission, hovered her hand above the eggshell; the vitality was even clearer, and it even carried a bit of curiosity about wanting to touch the outside world.
“It’s not like what the data shows; it feels very energetic, especially resilient.”
“What is your feeling based on?” Jonathan measured it again with instruments, but the data was still mediocre.
“Just intuition.
Being with plants and Pokemon every day, I might be a bit more sensitive to life states.” Lucy couldn’t explain her ability.
According to the rules, this kind of rescued egg can be adopted if a Trainer is willing to take it over and promises to take good care of it.
However, its data is average; if you want to take it back, pay a 10,000 Pokémon coin basic care fee, sign an agreement promising to take care of it well, and provide regular feedback.”
“No problem!” Lucy agreed without hesitation, took the temperature-controlled incubation bag, and carefully placed the egg inside.
The egg moved slightly in the bag, as if responding.
On the way back, Lucy kept holding the incubation bag.
“Bulba?” (Is there a new friend inside?) Bulbasaur leaned over to sniff it.
“Budew…” (It feels warm…) Budew also curiously poked its head out.
“Yes, we have to wait patiently for it to hatch.” Lucy said with a smile.
Circe was even more excited than her: “I wonder what will hatch?
Judging by the pattern, it looks like a Grass-type or Ground-type!”
Back at the farm, after settling the Pokemon egg, Lucy began to plan the farm renovation: the fence was too old, the house needed repairs, the edge of the pond needed to be built up; with more orders, the facilities couldn’t keep up.
She took the newly harvested cabbage and radishes to visit Verdanturf Gym Leader Qing Zhen.
“Are you here to find someone to renovate the farm?” Gym Leader Qing Zhen said directly, “The town’s builder, Yanfu Construction Team, is quite reliable; I’ll help you get in touch.”
The next day, Yanfu Construction Team came to inspect; he had dark skin and thick palms: “Replace the fence with anti-corrosion hardwood, bury it deeper to prevent Diglett; replace the roof tiles, reinforce the windows; build a stone bank for the pond to prevent landslides.
The budget is 150,000, and the construction period is twenty days.”
“Can the corner of the fence be widened to make a small platform?
So the Pokemon can sunbathe.
Add rain gutters to the eaves to collect rainwater for watering the fields.” Lucy added.
“That’s thoughtful; it can be done.” Yanfu Construction Team nodded.
Three days later, the project started, and the clanging sounds of construction rang out.
Bulbasaur and Budew watched the construction site curiously from afar, not daring to get close; Lotad soaked in the pond, occasionally chirping, as if commenting on the progress.
During the day, Lucy took care of crops and trained Pokemon in a farther place, and at night, she checked the project progress and materials.
Yanfu Construction Team was indeed solid in his work; he used sufficient materials, did fine work, and often took the initiative to communicate details.
The fence went up day by day, and the small platform at the corner was finished.
Bulbasaur climbed up at the first opportunity, lying on it comfortably: “Bulba!” (This is the most comfortable place to sunbathe!)
The house was also renovated, the walls painted off-white, screen windows added, and wooden climbing frames and nesting platforms were made inside.
The Pokemon egg was moved to a quiet storage room, and Lucy went to talk to it every day, placing her hand on the incubation bag; the vitality inside the egg would always respond happily, occasionally swaying gently. Read this novel at novelping dot com for the best experience.
On the fifteenth day of the project, an accident happened: when a Machoke was moving timber, it accidentally bumped into a stack of stone slabs, and several slabs rolled toward the cabbage test field!
“Budew—!” Budew was practicing leaf control by the field and was the first to notice the danger, screaming in alarm.
The distance was too close, and there wasn’t enough time for Stun Spore to intercept accurately.
Budew closed its eyes, gathered all its energy into its bud, and suddenly burst open: “Budew—!!”
Several pinkish-white energy petals shot out, rotating, moving at high speed, and “bang, bang, bang” collided with the stone slabs.
The direction of the stone slabs’ rolling shifted, and their speed slowed down, buying a second or two of time.
“Bulbasaur, Vine Whip, pull the stone slabs!” Lucy rushed over.
Bulbasaur’s two Vine Whips wrapped around the largest stone slab in time, and Yanfu Construction Team and another Machoke also rushed over to control the other pieces.
The crisis was resolved, and only one plant at the very edge of the cabbage field had its leaves brushed by mud.
Budew stood in place, its bud slightly open, panting, its body swaying gently, clearly having consumed a lot of energy.
“Budew!” Lucy quickly picked it up, “Are you okay?
Was that Petal Dance just now?”
“Budew…” (I don’t know, I just wanted to block the stone slabs…) Budew nestled in her arms, shaking its head gently.
Yanfu Construction Team walked over, looking at Budew admiringly: “The little one is really amazing, a prototype of Petal Dance, reacting fast and sincere at a critical moment.
Sorry, it was our negligence; I’ll deduct today’s wages, and I’ll pay for the damaged crops according to price.”
“No need for that, it’s good that no loss was caused; just be more careful when working in the future.” Lucy shook her head.
After that, the construction team was more careful.
Lucy carefully checked Budew’s state; apart from being a bit tired, there were no other problems, and it actually exuded a sense of achievement.
“You are great, but don’t push yourself next time; safety first.”
“Budew!” (Yes!) Budew nodded vigorously, its bud standing even straighter.
Twenty days later, the project was completed.
The new fence was sturdy and beautiful, the wooden house was bright and tidy, the pond had a stone bank, and a Pokémon leisure area was set up behind the house, with stump seats and a sandpit.
Yanfu Construction Team took the initiative to round down the price, only charging 145,000 Pokémon coins.
In the evening, Lucy held the incubation bag, taking Bulbasaur, Budew, and the Lotad for a walk inside the fence.
The vitality inside the egg was particularly active, swaying gently.
“The new home is built; you should come out and see it soon.” Lucy whispered to the egg.
Bulbasaur jumped onto the corner platform to look out, Budew leaned against Lucy’s leg, its leaves unfurling; the Lotad played in the pond, the “Ha-bo Ha-bo” Growl very cheerful.