Pokémon: I am really a civilian trainer

Late at night, Qingxi Village.

Under the starlight and bright moonlight, Aaron sat at the wooden table under the eaves.

On the table was a bottle of rice wine, a plate of peanuts, and a half-eaten pie - looking up at the stars.

Many people are not used to this special kind of baked bun with fish head inserted in the dough, but Old Man Aaron thinks it is a good dish to eat with wine, especially at this moment.

——The roasted crispy fish gazes at the bright stars in the sky, and it tastes unique.

After taking a sip of rice wine, Old Man Aaron looked at Raticate across the table. The latter looked at the grilled fish head bag handed to him and shook his head, then whooshed back into the Poké Ball.

Old Man Aaron shook his head and drank the rice wine in one gulp: "On such a happy day, you won't even drink a few more cups with me."

Seeing the strange force escape back to the Poké Ball, Old Man Aaron did not feel disappointed. He took the small fish off the roasted bag, put it into his mouth and chewed it carefully. Then he looked at the heavy black stone pillar in the center of the courtyard and fell into memories.

"Grandpa, oh grandpa, I still can't understand why you choose this kind of life and why you told me to be an ordinary person."

"Having something but choosing not to have it is different from never having it at all..."

"Forget it, let's not say these spoiling words."

"I have good news for you. The construction of the Spirit Center in Qingxi Village has officially started today. They said it will be completed within a month."

"The only thing left is to open a gym. With a gym and a Pokémon Center, Qingxi Village will definitely become better and better. Even if we encounter another chaotic Pokémon wave, we will have some power to protect ourselves and won't end up like we did ten years ago."

"As for the selection of the gym leader, I was initially optimistic about Alden, but both Alden and Amy have awakened special abilities, so it's probably difficult for them to come back..."

"As for the rest, I had some ideas about this kid Mark some time ago, and I gave him a cowardly bug egg. I thought that he would go to Dr. Locke to submit the cultivation report in three years, so that Dr. Locke could give him some advice. For your sake, Dr. Locke should help."

"But this kid has been missing for ten days... No, including tonight, he has been missing for eleven days..."

Old man Aaron poured a glass of wine with some annoyance and drank it all in one gulp.

Mark, this troublesome brat, makes his head hurt every time he thinks of him these days.

It's not good to say that Mark is a bad boy. He is serious about learning and has a unique understanding of Pokémon training. The method of letting the Caterpillar learn mathematics even surprised him. He is also very diligent in training the Pokémons on weekdays.

The green caterpillar that partners with Mark is even more sensible and obedient, and has very good talents, so he has a promising future.

In addition, Mark is very filial. Ever since he became smart, he would bring him some wild fruits every time he came back from the forest.

Overall, there are many advantages.

However, Mark's shortcomings are also obvious.

That means disobedience.

The insect catchers in the village openly talked back to him, but Mark agreed with them on the surface but actually didn't listen at all.

He told Mark to take a proper rest, but Mark agreed and continued to practice diligently. He told Mark to go to school every day, but he chose to study on his own after just one day of school and never went to school again. He told Mark to learn how to make money, but he didn't catch a single wild caterpillar in so many days, which was a waste of his good intention to subsidize half of the cost of the caterpillar's Poké Balls...

Of course, these are not the main points. The main point is that he clearly told Mark to come back often, but this kid has not been seen for eleven days!

Old man Aaron rubbed his temple, and in a trance, he seemed to hear the voice of Mark.

"Green Caterpillar, tell them to move more quietly. The village chief may be asleep at this time..."

Old Man Aaron frowned and looked at the gate of the courtyard. He saw that the gate was slightly opened and a green caterpillar poked its head in. It was Mark's green caterpillar.

Compared to what I remembered, the caterpillar seemed to have grown a lot bigger.

"Hiss!"

While he was thinking, the green caterpillar had already noticed him, and ran towards him excitedly, rubbing its head against his thigh, looking extremely happy and excited.

"Hiss, hiss, hiss!"

The green caterpillar made continuous sounds and gestured with its legs.

Old Man Aaron quickly understood what was going on and said, "You mean, you have learned to count backwards and can write on the ground with a wooden stick, and you want to write it for me now?"

"Hiss!"

The Caterpillar was about to find a stick to write numbers on the ground in order to get the Poké Ball funding promised by Old Man Aaron, but suddenly he heard the voice of his master coming from behind.

"Green Caterpillar, how can you be so eager to ask for a reward as soon as you meet someone..."

"Humph! What's wrong with asking for a reward? Unlike some Pokémon masters, their Pokémons have worked so hard, but the masters don't care at all. It's okay for others, but you are as strong as a little Kentaro. I don't believe that you can't catch a wild green caterpillar in all these days."

Hearing Mark's voice, Old Man Aaron became furious and immediately started to speak in a sarcastic tone.

He lowered his head and touched the Caterpillar's head to comfort it, then he planned to continue speaking and give a good lesson to Mark, who had not been seen for eleven days.

Then, Old Man Aaron was stunned.

He rubbed his eyes and looked at the half pot of rice wine left on the table to make sure he didn't drink too much. Then he pinched himself to confirm whether he was hallucinating.

With the help of the bright starlight, he not only saw Mark at the door, but also saw a dozen green caterpillars near Mark.

Moreover, more green caterpillars continued to enter the gate of the courtyard.

The slap in the face came so quickly. He was clearly complaining that Mark was not paying attention to the Poké Balls that the Caterpillars desired and not catching wild Caterpillars to make money. The next second, Mark brought such a large number of wild Caterpillars.

Of course, these are not the point.

The point is how did this kid Mark do it?

It would be fine if he could catch ten or eight green caterpillars with a net bag, but how come he brought back dozens of them at once?

Moreover, it seems that these caterpillars were not captured by Mark forcibly. They entered the yard one by one on their own initiative. Although it was a bit messy, it generally maintained a certain order.

Soon, as the last green caterpillar entered the yard, Mark closed the gate.

Before Old Man Aaron could speak, Mark took the initiative to step forward and said, "I'm sorry, Uncle Aaron, I've troubled you. Actually, the reason why I haven't come back for so many days is because Caterpillar and I have been doing special training in the forest recently, and the effect is quite good, so I haven't been running back and forth between the village and the forest, and I haven't come back yet."

Hearing Mark's words, the caterpillar beside him nodded repeatedly.

"Hiss, hiss!"

The Caterpillar posed and showed off its muscles. It felt that it had made great progress after these practical trainings.

"You just help your master!" Old Man Aaron tapped the caterpillar's head gently with his hand, turned his head and looked at Mark: "Forget it, Mark, why did you bring these caterpillars? There should be more than a hundred of them, right?"