My Pokémon Training Method is Definitely Not Normal!

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At dawn, as the first ray of sunlight pierced through the darkness, the horizon turned a fish-belly white.

Marcus, who always adhered to the principle of sleeping early and waking up early, felt his consciousness slowly release from deep sleep.

Habitually turning over, he reached into the quilt and fumbled around, but the fluffy touch he remembered didn't appear.

"Hmm?!" Marcus sat up abruptly, only then realizing that Buneary and Smoliv were gone!

Before he could get out of bed to look for them, a roar came from not far away.

"Roar——!!"

Marcus's expression changed. He didn't even have time to put on his clothes. He grabbed Miltank's Poke Ball and rushed out.

At this moment, three Pokemon in the jungle were facing each other from a distance.

The two heavily injured ones were Buneary and Smoliv.

And opposite them was a Gyarados, full of rage and looking utterly crazy!

Upon closer inspection, the Gyarados had several shattered scales on its body, its left eye was severely injured and couldn't open, and Leech Seed was wrapped around its tail and head, continuously draining its stamina.

"Buneary, Smoliv——"

Just then, Marcus, who had rushed over upon hearing the noise, arrived. Seeing the situation in the field, he couldn't help but frown.

"Buneary! Smoliv!" His two Pokemon saw Marcus arrive and both showed happy smiles, as if showing off their achievements in battle.

Buneary's arm still had frozen scars, Smoliv also had shocking tooth marks on her body, and both Pokemon's eyes were extremely red...

Taking all this in, Marcus stood rooted to the spot, a profound emotional impact hitting him from head to toe.

With just one look, he knew that they had worked hard all night without closing their eyes...

They hoped to sharpen their skills in battle this way, so he wouldn't worry about today's match...

Their actions, expressions, and intentions, at this moment, were like a burning charcoal in the snow, a warm sun high in the winter sky, a bright lamp flickering in the dark night. He saw, heard, and felt it all clearly.

Warm, hot, scorching, the lake of his emotions felt like it was boiling...

The morning breeze seemed to carry a bit of dust, and his vision suddenly blurred...

Marcus lowered his head and rubbed his eyes, then slowly squatted down and hugged his two Pokemon into his arms, stroking the scars with a hint of heartache: "From now on, don't do this, okay?"

"Buneary~" "Smoliv~" His two Pokemon had smiles on their faces, and their squinted eyes sparkled with bright light.

"Roar——!!"

Just then, the Gyarados let out an angry roar, interrupting their warm moment. It opened its mouth and sprayed out a large water ball, Water Pulse!

Marcus was about to take out Miltank's Poke Ball when his two Pokemon stopped him.

"Buneary! (Marcus, let us do it!)" "Smoliv! (Yes! We can do it!)"

Seeing the determination on their faces, Marcus looked up and faced the Water Pulse directly: "Okay! Buneary, use Quick Attack to dodge with Smoliv!"

Bang——

The water ball exploded on the ground, but his two Pokemon had already moved to the side.

Taking the opportunity, Marcus also observed the Gyarados's condition:

[Gyarados lv35 (Advanced)]

Without a doubt, this was a wild alpha, but even so, his two Pokemon still chose to challenge it...

His clenched fists trembled twice, and determination flashed in Marcus's eyes: "Smoliv, Strength Sap! Buneary, use Mimic on Smoliv!"

"Buneary!" His two Pokemon both gave a cute cry at the same time. A thick green light emerged from the Gyarados's body and quickly floated towards them.

Mimic has unexpected effects in double battles.

Two lights indicating attack reduction appeared on the Gyarados, and at the same time, his two Pokemon's stamina also recovered slightly.

"Roar——"

Seeing the two little guys bouncing around again, the Gyarados's eyes turned red. It slammed its tail on the ground, creating a crack in the grass, and leaped high into the air, pouncing towards his two Pokemon!

It continuously swung its tail and head, seemingly having lost its mind.

This was the Normal-type ultimate move, Thrash!

Power 120, physical attack. After using it, it will attack continuously, and after stopping, it will become confused.

Marcus's eyes narrowed: "Smoliv, retreat and use Sweet Scent! Buneary, use Quick Attack to charge forward, stepping on the Gyarados's body to disrupt it with speed changes!"

In the real world, the move Sweet Scent doesn't just lower the evasion rate; it can also lower the opponent's action speed to some extent.

Under the cover of the rich aroma, the Gyarados's movements were no longer so sharp. The little rabbit reached the top of the dragon's body with a few leaps.

"Now! Buneary, aim for the eye, Power-Up Punch followed by Double Kick! Smoliv, use Mega Drain!"

Her long ears formed fists and swung out with a bang, striking the only remaining right eye. The Gyarados roared in pain, then collapsed under the attacks of Double Kick and Mega Drain, losing its ability to battle.

"Buneary!" "Smoliv~!"

Seeing this scene, his two Pokemon immediately cheered and jumped up, rubbing against Marcus in his arms.

Marcus looked at them, his eyes filled with complex emotions that were both joyful and melancholic, but the hands holding his two Pokemon were exceptionally tight.

It was as if the two little ones in his arms had become heavier...

Back at the campsite, when Marcus was about to feed his two Pokemon breakfast, he found that they had already fallen asleep in his arms...

Gazing at their two cute little faces, after a long time, Marcus finally showed a faint smile.

"Indeed... what I like the most, is Pokemon..." (T/N: Same here)

He rested his forehead against his two Pokemon's heads, and at this moment, he understood that sentence more deeply.

"All life will encounter other life, and something will be produced..."

"This... is what they call 'bond', right?"

Marcus looked at the sleeping Pokemon in his arms, his heart filled with a heavy, sweet, and overflowing warmth.

[Ding, cross-level challenge completed, gained Universal Talent Points ×15!]

After applying Super Potion to his two Pokemon, the System's notification sound arrived late.

And Marcus was shocked by his Pokemon's gains from the night...

Universal Talent Points 17! Attack Talent 3, Special Attack Talent 2, Defense Talent 3, Special Defense Talent 4, Speed Talent 1....

"What did you two do all night..." Marcus's mouth twitched.

But he soon knew what his two Pokemon had done...

Because his tent was surrounded by a large group of wild Pokemon parents...

Without exception, behind them were one or two heavily injured little ones...

"Ahem... Everyone, could you please let me explain myself?" Marcus stood in front of the tent, giving an awkward smile.

The angry Pokemon parents stared at him with murderous intent, their eyes saying 'we're about to beat up this child abuser.'

Marcus raised his hands in surrender: "Wait! Let me tell you something—"

But obviously, his words had no effect at all...

A Golbat was the first to launch a Sludge Bomb, followed by a Golduck with a Water Pulse, a Staravia with an Aerial Ace.... There was even a Kricketune that rushed up and hit with an X-Scissor!

"Holy crap! Miltank, use Blizzard!"

Marcus threw out a Poke Ball. There was no time to pack up the tent. He recalled his two Pokemon, hopped on his bicycle, and pedaled frantically...

Miltank blocked for a moment, then followed using Rollout...

He ran for a good half hour before finally shaking off the Pokemon in the forest.

"Phew... While grinding talent this way is fast, it seems a bit dangerous..."

Marcus wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked up at the streets of Oreburgh City not far away. He had actually covered nearly half a day's journey in just one hour.

"Hmm... The good thing is that the travel speed has increased countless times... Everything must be viewed dialectically. Marx indeed did not deceive me..."

After sighing with emotion, Marcus walked towards the city with weary steps.

As for the tent, well...

Given the enthusiasm of the Pokemon just now, if he went back, he would probably just be collecting the tent's remains.