Pokémon: The Genetic Researcher Just Wants to Slack Off

Chapter 56 Misfortune never comes singly; rocks rain down, frogs

In response to Azure's question, Crimson shook her head and pointed to Pikachu, whose figure appeared slightly more slender.

"No, the one with the regular color is my partner. The one with the lighter color isn't a different color."

Crimson glanced at Shallow Hill and gestured for Azure to come closer.

He explained in a low voice that Shallow Hill was unable to generate electricity because he had been sharing his power with his companions for so long.

Its body color has faded to its current light color.

After listening, Bilan looked at Qianqianqiu's gentle smile and her heart was filled with compassion.

"Have you taken it to the Pokémon Center for a checkup? Is it possible to recover?"

Now that the dust had settled, Azure's stomach began to rumble, and she noticed the tree fruits piled up beside her.

"Hero, please let me have some of the tree fruit, please!"

Chi Hong gestured for the other person to proceed, and then picked up a few tree fruits and stuffed them into his mouth.

"She hasn't been examined yet, but I'm planning to take her for a checkup. We also need to figure out how to take care of these Pichus."

Crimson then told Azure that these all originally belonged to the same Pikachu family.

However, they were heavily targeted by Team Rocket, and perhaps because of the tree hole, Pichu and his friends escaped.

Red asked Pikachu for information, using skillful questioning techniques, and Pikachu only needed to answer yes or no.

After roughly figuring out the situation: Pikachu and the others hid and escaped unharmed.

Later, Pikachu tracked down Team Rocket and found the research base, but was unable to enter.

One day, they discovered Shallow Hill, who had been thrown out of the base by Team Rocket due to a power shortage, and rescued her.

Later, all the berries in the forest were suddenly picked clean, and Pikachu couldn't find any food, so he had to steal berries from the market.

Crimson tentatively inquired about the situation at the Shallow Hill base, but she just looked at Crimson with a puzzled expression, as if she didn't remember.

Following Crimson's words, Azure ate her fill, patted her belly, and wiped her hands with a leaf.

Upon hearing Red mention that the rescued Pikachu were also exhausted and were being treated at the Pokémon Center, it was discovered that...

Azure exclaimed indignantly, "That Team Rocket is so mean! Next time we run into them, we'll teach them a lesson they won't forget!"

"By the way, hero, it's getting late. Are you still going out into the forest? If not, may I stay here for the night?"

As she spoke, Bilan swatted another mosquito that was perched on her arm, looking distressed.

Red shook his head: "Although it's a bit far, it's better to go back to the Pokémon Center to rest."

"Pikachu, come here quickly, let's talk about something."

Pikachu, who was helping to stuff the Pichus back into the tree hole, looked up and ran toward Red.

"Pikachu, I've decided to take Asuka to get checked out to see if it can be treated, but the Pichus have to watch over it."

Upon hearing this, Pikachu's eyes lit up, and he looked at Shallow Hill with expectant eyes.

Chi Hong's experience of taking Pika to get treatment left an indelible impression on Pika.

The treatment was extremely comfortable, and I recovered very quickly. I'm sure Asahi Hill can be treated too!

"How about this, you stay here tonight to look after Pichu and the others, and I'll take Asuka to the Pokémon Center."

"I'll pick you up again tomorrow morning, and bring Qianqianqiu back with me while I'm at it. What do you think?"

Pika nodded in imitation of Red, then ran over and called out "Pika Pika" to Asuka.

Chi Hong also ran over to explain the situation, and Qian Qian Qiu nodded and waited obediently in place.

Red took out a new Poké Ball and put her inside.

Once everything was done, Pikachu hid in the tree hollow, waving goodbye to Red: "Pikachu!"

Red smiled and responded, stuffing the remaining tree fruits into the hole, making sure nothing was left, and then hiding the hole.

They also didn't forget about forest fire prevention, extinguishing the campfire and trying to cover up any traces.

He took two flashlights out of his backpack, placing Charizard in the lead, Azure in the middle, and Crimson at the rear.

The little eyes on the treetop watched the two leave, but this time they didn't follow; instead, the treetop yawned.

An hour later, it was time for Natsuno to have a big meal at the hotel.

Crimson and Azure made their way back to the nearest Pokémon Center from the forest without any major incident.

Even though it was evening, the Pokémon Center was still bustling with people.

Azure stood at the door, smiled at Crimson, bowed in farewell, and quickly left.

"Thank you for your help, hero. We shall part ways here. Thank you again!"

Red didn't sense anything was wrong, nodded in response, and pushed open the door to enter the Pokémon Center.

As Red approached the front desk, he noticed that it wasn't the same Joey from the daytime; someone had changed shifts.

Of course, he doesn't have Xiao Gang's skills; his talent is all in combat, unlike Xiao Gang.

Actually, I noticed that the name on Joey's name tag was different.

Considering that Shallow Hill was too conspicuous, Crimson directly handed the ball to Joey at the front desk for registration, treatment, and examination.

It's common knowledge that you can ask them to arrange a room for you, register as a trainer, and get free room and board at the Pokémon Center.

Twenty minutes later, Crimson was anxiously called out by Joey at the front desk while waiting in the waiting area.

The other person looked at Chi Hong with a very unfriendly expression, as if he had done something heinous.

Crimson, confused, followed the other party's directions to a room in the treatment area on the first floor.

"Pokémon Intensive Care Unit?"

Chi Hong looked at the door sign, which was very difficult to pronounce.

Chi Hong knocked on the door and only entered after hearing the other person say "please come in."

A middle-aged man named Joey, whose skin was not particularly hydrated, stared at Crimson with a serious expression.

The voice was filled with anger: "Hmph, are you this Pikachu's trainer?"

Crimson didn't know why the other person was so resentful, and sat down in the chair.

"No, I found her by chance in the Evergreen Forest. I felt she might have been hurt, so I brought her here quickly."

The other person stared at his flushed face, as if trying to confirm whether he was lying.

"This child can no longer generate electricity because of long-term overuse of electricity."

"We are powerless to do anything about this. We have sent information to various senior experts, and they all say they have never seen anything like it before."

Hearing this, the expression on his crimson face turned somewhat disappointed.

"Is that so? Alright then. Where is the child? Take him back to the forest."

Just then, the door behind me was suddenly opened.

Two police officers, a male and a female, strode in and grabbed the bewildered man in the crimson uniform.

The policewoman's face was very familiar; she was a member of the Officer Jenny family, and her voice was exceptionally powerful.

"Unfortunately, you can't go anywhere. Come with us to the police station."

"We received a report that you are suspected of maliciously harming Pokémon, and the circumstances are extremely serious."

"You have the right to remain silent, but what you say can and will be used against you in a court of law!"

Officer Jenny retrieved all the Poké Balls from Crimson's body and scanned them with a small, special device.

After a beep, the Poké Ball is temporarily locked from the outside, and the Pokémon can no longer jump out from the inside.

Furthermore, it forces the Pokémon inside the Poké Ball to enter a dormant state, reducing the possibility of them breaking out of the ball.

This is a measure that can only be taken in emergency enforcement situations involving egregious circumstances.

Furthermore, the equipment is unique, manufactured only by official secrecy, and each device has a unique serial number.

If one item is lost, the entire police department must be mobilized to search for it; if it cannot be found, the search must be expanded further.

The subdued Crimson cried out that he was innocent, but could not move.

Despite his numerous explanations, he was still escorted into a police car.

"I never expected the suspect to be a teenager. You can't judge a book by its cover."

"Stop struggling. If you have anything to say, we can talk about it at the station."