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Chapter 230 Brimwyn

Chapter 230 Brimwyn

"Is this... so delicious that it has evolved?" Korne asked in astonishment as she saw Tibrim eat five sandwiches and the light of evolution emanating from her body.

"Perhaps, because she needs power," Wanlong said. There could be many reasons for a Pokémon's evolution, such as accumulating enough experience in battle, the assistance of certain items, strong desires and emotions, or even evolving in a fit of anger.

However, judging from Tibriam's performance, it was a need. In order to heal the wounded more effectively, the will gave rise to the need, the sandwich accelerated the changes in the body, and the combination of the two produced a wonderful effect.

Wei Xin blinked, staring in astonishment at the changes in Tibrim's body.

Her hair began to spread out, wrapping around her body. Everyone slowly looked up and saw a pointed witch's hat appear on Tibblim's head, with a single ponytail hanging down from the top. The hair at the end was braided into the shape of a hand, and the healing waves emanating from it fell into the wounds of the little diamonds like strands of hair, filling and stitching them up. Before long, all the Pokémon in the cave had regained their energy.

Tianxi turned around in surprise and found that her crown had also been restored to its original state.

The Forest Witch makes her grand entrance.

The system voice sounded, but Wei Xin ignored it, only admiring Brimwyn's appearance.

They say they hate weak Pokémon, but they're willing to evolve in order to heal them?

Hakib, you bastard.

The little diamonds, now healed, excitedly surrounded Brimwyn, jumping and hopping around, eagerly expressing their admiration and gratitude.

What witch? This is clearly an angel.

"Ham!" Brimwyn glanced at them, completely ignoring the little diamond's gratitude, and scolded them sharply, "Shut up! Now that you're healed, get lost!"

It's not that it's arrogant; after all, Brimwyn is a Pokémon that prefers quiet. Wild Brimwyn will even tear the source of noise to shreds if disturbed by it.

Brimwyn's reprimand did not frighten the little diamonds; on the contrary, it had the opposite effect, and they cried even louder.

The fact that she didn't slap me to death shows that she cares about me.

Helpless, Brimwyn could only move next to Wei Xin and crawl into the Poké Ball for some peace and quiet.

"What an eccentric doctor," Wei Xin chuckled, turning to Piper. "It seems the seasoning is working well. You can make some sandwiches for the Mastiff Godfather; that should cure him."

"Hmm." Piper made five more different sandwiches, but holding the Poké Ball, his face was heavy, and he was reluctant to do anything.

"What's wrong with Pipa?" Korni asked curiously.

"Perhaps he's afraid," Wei Xin said. "It's like some people who choose to give up, not because they've seen through life, but because they're afraid they won't be able to accept failure after trying."

Before opening Pandora's box, no one knows whether it contains hope or deeper despair. When the chance to cure the Mastiff Godfather is in his hands, Pipa feels afraid. What if the secret seasoning can't cure the Mastiff Godfather? Can he really accept such an outcome?

Korne blinked. "Who asked you that?"

The Millard Poké Ball on Wei Xin's waist swayed gently, as if saying, "How about I eat it first?"

It wasn't until Wei Xin hit its Poké Ball—just when things were at a crucial moment—that it calmed down.

"Give it a try, Pipa," Wei Xin walked up behind Pipa, patted him on the shoulder, and encouraged him, "There has to be an answer eventually."

"Hmm! Thank you." Piper placed the Poké Ball against his chest, took a deep breath, released the weakened Mastiff Godfather, and held the slightly deformed sandwich to the Mastiff Godfather's mouth.

The Mastiff Godfather understood immediately. He opened his mouth, and Piper broke the sandwich into small pieces and stuffed them into his mouth—one, two, three pieces. As if encouraging himself, Piper forced a smile and said, "Mastiff Godfather, you will definitely regain your strength."

"To get here, my companions and I have given it our all. It's a place that no one has ever been before. Once you're healthy again, we must live and play together like before—" As she spoke, Papa choked up, and no one could hear what she was saying.

Everyone stared at Pipa and the Mastiff Godfather in silence, infected by their emotions. The cave fell into a deathly stillness. Korni clasped her hands together, closed her eyes, and prayed for the Mastiff Godfather.

Please, you must regain your strength.

A similar scene appeared before his eyes, stirring up Wei Xin's memories. Even without relying on telepathy, he could know what Papa was thinking at this moment, that wish that had become so humble as to be buried in the ground.

I can't ask for anything else.

However, after finishing five sandwiches, the Mastiff Godfather showed no signs of recovering. With his eyes closed, the only sound in the mine was his heavy breathing. Korny blinked and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"I see—" Pipa murmured, stroking the Mastiff Godfather's face. "You've already tried your best."

Sniffed, stood up, looked up at the non-existent sky in the cave. Phoenix King's feathers couldn't save the Mastiff Godfather, nor could the secret seasoning. What else could heal the Mastiff Godfather?

In the silence, Pipa let out a long sigh. Perhaps there was really no hope left. His shoulders trembled slightly, and his strong body seemed to suddenly become small, unable to support anything anymore.

Wei Xin scratched his head with his finger. "If I hadn't seen the plot, you would have almost made me cry."

Does the Godfather of Mastiffs eat without needing to digest? What do you think his stomach is?

Incinerator?

Why don't you throw Spinner in and test its calorific value?

Before long, Wei Xin felt that the Godfather's waveguide suddenly became brighter. It was because the spicy seasoning accelerated the Godfather's metabolism and speed up his recovery.

The Mastiff Godfather opened his eyes, his black eyes looking at Pipa, the child he had watched grow up. So this is how big he's grown. He struggled and opened his mouth.

"Whoa!"

Like the first cry of a newborn baby, a brand new life shines brightly in the dim cave.

Startled, Pipa saw the Mastiff Godfather's gray tail swaying. He struggled to his feet, walked to his feet, and affectionately rubbed against his feet, just like the nights they spent together in the lonely villa.

Pandora's box has been opened, releasing hope.

Piper could no longer hold back and hugged the mastiff godfather, crying like a child.

To avoid embarrassing Pipa, the others wisely turned around and started looking for things to do.

Milton jumped out of the Poké Ball and nuzzled Wei Xin's neck. "Godfather Mastiff is all better now, so can he eat now?"

"I just can't do anything with you." Wei Xin shrugged, took out a large iron pot and flour from his backpack, and said, "Things have come to this point, it's time to make dumplings. Anyone want to learn how to make them from me?"

Since the secret seasoning has such amazing effects, why not level everyone up? The attributes boosted by the secret seasoning are much greater than those boosted by feathers.

Wanlong watched as Wei Xin pulled a large bag of flour from his bag, and then looked at the long loaf of bread that Pipa had taken out. So you guys really came here for a picnic.

"Me!" Korne raised her hand without hesitation.

Kirlia, Sylveon, and Samurai also jumped out to help boil water and knead dough.

"I'll help too!" Papa wiped away her tears, walked over to Wei Xin, and whispered, "Thank you."

"It's a minor issue," Wei Xin said nonchalantly. "Besides, your journey isn't over yet, is it? Uncle Futu and Dr. Orin haven't been found yet."

Although Donghuang has a crystal cave, it lacks experts in crystal research. Only Pipa's parents know the principles and uses of crystal energy.

"Hmm!" Pipa nodded.

"Wei Xin! Look here."

Hearing the sound, Wei Xin turned his head, and a snow-white finger poked his face. Ke Erni chuckled and left a small fingerprint on Wei Xin's cheek, like a child who had finished playing a prank. Without saying a word, she turned and ran away.

Wanlong shook her head helplessly. A mere sneak attack could bypass Wei Xin's waveguide detection, which clearly meant that Wei Xin had let her in.

Just spoil her.

Before long, steam rose from the iron pot. When the glass lid was lifted, steam billowed out, revealing five kinds of translucent dumpling wrappers filled with various ingredients that everyone had brought and collected, filling the air with a wonderful aroma.

After everyone tried it, they couldn't help but exclaim in amazement. The five flavors of dumpling wrappers were practically ready-made dipping sauces. With the fillings that Wei Xin had adjusted, as a native of Donghuang, he absolutely could not stand cream cheese and bean paste dumplings. Using chopped bacon as meat was already his biggest concession. With one bite, the heat and juice sprayed into his mouth.

After eating it, the Pokémon could clearly feel their physical potential being stimulated. Wei Xin was the same; he felt energy flowing through his body, and in addition to the improvement in his physical attributes, he also felt that his health bar and mana bar had increased.

The secret seasoning actually has benefits for his own body? Wei Xin is considering whether to find someone to research the cultivation method of the secret seasoning, preferably to artificially and mass-produce it.

Milton's behavior was extremely exaggerated; one moment he would grow wings and glide through the sky, the next he would jump into the pool to swim, and then he would climb up and down the rock wall.

He has everything he needs now.

Gengar carried a plate of dumplings and floated it to Spinell. Spinell smelled the aroma and couldn't help but swallow, but could only watch as Gengar swallowed the plate and dumplings in one gulp, then patted his belly contentedly and laughed at him.

You think you're worthy of eating dumplings?

"Princess Diancie, how is my cooking?" Wei Xin asked.

"Without a doubt!" Diancie covered her cheek and smiled sweetly, "I have never tasted anything so delicious."

Although they mostly live off minerals in the caves, who would want to eat stones if they weren't forced by circumstances?

"So, do you want to keep eating?" Wei Xin asked with a smile, propping his chin up with his hand.

Diancie blinked, realizing he was extending an invitation. After a moment's hesitation, she gazed at the last dumpling on the plate: "I'm sorry, Lord Wei Xin, I really want to adventure with you, but—"

"Stop!" Wei Xin interrupted immediately, reaching out with his chopsticks to pick up the dumplings from Tianxi's plate. Tianxi opened her mouth wide, nervously at a loss for what to do; those were the dumplings she had saved for last.

The next second, a dumpling was stuffed into her mouth. Wei Xin took Tianxi's small hand and sincerely asked, "Would you mind sharing your mission with me?"

For some unknown reason, Tianxi quickly withdrew her hand. Meeting those sincere eyes, her cheeks began to burn. Like a frightened little animal, she covered her mouth, turned around, and tried to run away. After stumbling, she stood still—hesitatingly turning back, her eyes filled with a hint of expectation: "Would you... help me?"