Pokemon: I'm a Farmer

Chapter 351: Chapter 350: Beachside Fishing (Part 1)



That afternoon, Rex left Swellow to quietly absorb Z-energy on its own while he focused on training the rest of his team. He planned to wait until Swellow was fully recovered the next day before challenging Island King Hala.

After all, given Swellow's current state, it wasn't the best time to take on such a crucial trial. Rex wanted his strongest Pokémon in peak condition before facing Hala. Swellow was, after all, his undisputed ace.

"Combusken, you'll be taking on both Chimchar and Bagon today!"

Combusken proudly thumped its chest in response.

"Combusken!"

For a Pokémon close to evolving into Blaziken, taking on two younger teammates wasn't much of a challenge. Even though Chimchar and Bagon had been improving rapidly, Combusken wasn't worried at all.

Chimchar and Bagon, however, didn't appreciate Combusken's cocky attitude. A quick glance between the two was all it took—they immediately charged in without hesitation. If Combusken wanted a fight, they'd bring it.

Meanwhile, Rex had Shiny Flaaffy sparring with Haunter. What both of them needed now was battle experience. Once they gained enough, they'd be ready for evolution. Flaaffy would evolve naturally, but Haunter's evolution into Gengar required a link trade—something Rex wasn't in a rush to do, not until he felt Haunter was truly ready.

As for Jumpluff, Rex gave it a break. It was only needed when one of the others got seriously injured and needed healing.

With everyone properly assigned, Rex headed to a rocky outcrop by the sea with Swellow in tow. It had been a while since he last fished, and he figured this was the perfect place to enjoy his first fishing experience in Alola. With Swellow watching over him, he had no concerns about safety.

Thanks to his recent training in the All Star Fitness Body Training Technique, Rex's strength and endurance had increased significantly. He was confident he could now hold his own against weaker wild Pokémon with just his bare hands.

He pulled out his long-unused fishing rod, gave it a quick inspection and setup, and cast his line into the sea. Swellow sat just a meter away, quietly focusing on drawing in Z-energy from the air.

Alolan waters, it seemed, were teeming with Pokémon. It didn't take long for something to bite. Judging by the resistance, it wasn't anything massive, so Rex gave a firm tug and cleanly reeled it in.

The catch leapt from the water—white-bodied, blue-finned, with a tiny open mouth and round, watery blue eyes. Its delicate form shimmered in the sunlight.

A Wishiwashi.

On its own, it was considered one of the weakest Pokémon. But if underestimated, it could be dangerous. In the wild, Wishiwashi sends out an emergency signal when threatened, summoning its kin from up to 40 kilometers away. Together, they form the fearsome School Form—a massive, monstrous shape even Gyarados would think twice about challenging.

Rex examined the trembling little Wishiwashi in his hand, then gently released it back into the sea. The tiny fish blinked, clearly surprised it hadn't been harmed, and quickly darted away into the distance.

Rex wasn't discouraged. He knew catching a Wishiwashi first wasn't unexpected. Like Magikarp, they reproduced in overwhelming numbers, relying on sheer volume to survive predators. The School Form was born out of necessity, a strategy for defending against stronger foes.

Unfazed, he cast his line again.

This time it took longer, but eventually something else took the bait. Again, the resistance wasn't strong, so he swung his rod and flung his catch onto the sand.

The Pokémon landed with a splat—a strange, fist-shaped creature clinging stubbornly to the lure.

Curious, Rex consulted his Pokédex.

It was a Pyukumuku.

Jet black with pink eyes and cone-shaped bumps along its sides, Pyukumuku had a white, squiggly mouth and a lump of white on its back. Its body was coated in a slippery, moisturizing mucus that could keep it hydrated even on land for up to a week. Alolans sometimes harvested this mucus for skincare.

Pyukumuku typically lived in warm, shallow waters near beaches. Though cute in appearance, it was surprisingly strong.

It hated having its spikes or mouth touched. If stepped on or disturbed, it would eject its internal organs from its mouth in the shape of a fist and punch the offender. It also used this ability to hunt and compete with others.

Pyukumuku were known to stay perfectly still in places they liked—even if there was no food. Locals, moved by sympathy, developed a tradition: whenever they found a starving Pyukumuku, they'd chuck it into the sea so it could find sustenance. Over time, "tossing Pyukumuku" became a full-blown cultural practice. On tourist-heavy beaches, part-time workers were even hired to perform the task.

Rex and the Pyukumuku locked eyes for a long moment.

Then, with a sigh, Rex scooped it up and hurled it far out into the ocean.

Sploosh—splash—plunk.

The sea cucumber bounced once or twice and disappeared beneath the waves. Rex had to admit—there was something oddly satisfying about throwing a Pyukumuku. He could definitely see why it caught on.

(End of Chapter)


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