Pokémon: Reborn as Lucario

Chapter 147: Big Brother, Big Brother, Slow Down

Some observant people would have noticed that the Natural Park today was a little different.

"Where did all those Fighting-type Pokémon that used to run around and cause a ruckus go?"

There were quite a few Fighting-type Pokémon in the Natural Park. These energetic fellows were the most boisterous group of Pokémon in the park. In Ah De's impression, they were either running around wildly or grunting and ha-ing as they threw punches.

But today, these noisy fellows were nowhere to be seen.

Ah De was an office worker. His favorite thing to do was to come to the Natural Park in his spare time to wander around and relax to relieve his stress.

As a "996" programmer, his daily work consisted of wrangling with testers, wrangling with product managers, wrangling with clients, and even having to wrangle with the clients' clients. Every day, he was exhausted both mentally and physically. At only 30 years old, the top of his head was already shining brightly, completely bald.

And just now, the company had a new requirement, wanting to implement a feature on the company's app that would make the app display a certain color whenever it detected which Pokémon the user had summoned. This requirement made Ah De wish he could stuff a Poké Ball into the product manager's mouth.

What made him even more heartbroken was that when he mustered the courage to go to a matchmaking agency to find a significant other, enthusiastic aunties would come up and ask, "Old sir, does your grandson or granddaughter have a partner?" and so on.

So, Ah De, hurt by reality, could only hide in the Natural Park, watching those frolicking little Pokémon to find solace for his wounded heart.

And that group of rowdy Fighting-type Pokémon were the little guys he encountered the most.

"What's going on?"

Not seeing those little fellows, Ah De was very curious, but he didn't deliberately seek an answer. After all, he had to think about this and that in his daily life; now that he was in a leisure place like the park, he didn't want to overexert his brain cells again.

As he wandered in the park, when he passed by an open space, he happened to see a surprising scene:

Fighting-type Pokémon of all sizes were actually sitting quietly and obediently on the open ground. At the very front of all the Pokémon, there was a Pokémon he had never seen before, lecturing the Pokémon with spit flying from its mouth.

…

Rio was spiritedly "preaching" to his numerous little brothers.

Just now, while Rio was strolling around with the "child" on his back, that group of energetic Fighting-type Pokémon had, one by one, overestimating themselves, challenged him to a duel. After being beaten down by him one by one, they immediately recognized Rio as their big brother on the spot.

This group of "little brothers" was now obediently listening to their big brother's lecture.

"So, when we throw a punch, we can't just foolishly swing our fists with all our might. Instead, we have to combine the strength of our waist and legs. Unity of waist and stance! If you only know how to swing your fists rigidly, the opponent isn't stupid. If they dodge and you can't retract your force, you're screwed."

"(Pokémon Language) Ah, right, right, right!"

The little brothers nodded furiously.

"Use the strength of your thighs to stand firm, and use the twisting of your waist to drive your punches. This way, even if the opponent dodges, you won't lose your balance from overexerting your force, and you can quickly counterattack."

"(Pokémon Language) Ah, right, right, right!"

The little brothers continued to nod.

"So, what is needed to achieve this level? It's obviously strong and powerful muscles!"

Rio showed off his solid biceps.

Although he wasn't sure if this part of the muscle was called the bicep for Pokémon, well, who cared.

"(Pokémon Language) Awooo, awooo, Big Brother! My muscles are also super fierce! Look, look!"

For some reason, a Normal-type Pokémon was mixed in with a host of Fighting-type Pokémon. An energetic Vigoroth on the side was also flexing its own muscles, howling.

Vigoroth, who prided itself on being muscular and unbeatable, was the most provocative one just now. As a result, after a sound thrashing, it had developed "love" from the fight and loyally became Rio's faithful little brother. Now, seeing its big brother showing off muscles, it had to quickly cheer him on. Getting beaten was a small matter; letting Big Brother lose face was a big deal.

"That's right."

Seeing his little brother being so supportive, Rio was also quite gratified.

"Thinking back, I had to do 100 push-ups and 100 sit-ups every day, plus 100 squats and a 10-kilometer run. I persisted like this for a full three years before I became a strong person."

"But, I got stronger, and I also went bald."

Rio thought of his past life, a cold wind blew past his back, ruffling the fur on his head.

The Pokémon looked at their big brother's inexplicable melancholy, somewhat puzzled, but still applauded supportively.

"So our training will start with a 10-kilometer run!"

Rio waved his hand, and the Pokémon egg on his back also bounced up and down.

"Heave-ho, let's run!"

The little brothers shouted at the top of their lungs, howling randomly.

"Awooo, awooo, awooo! (Pokémon Language) We swear to follow Big Brother's footsteps to the death!"

…

And so, the tourists in the Natural Park saw a very interesting scene:

A small dog-like Pokémon with slender limbs ran with a serious expression, a bulging small backpack on its back. And following behind it in order were a Vigoroth, a Makuhita, a Medicham, a Timburr, a Breloom, a Croagunk, a Scraggy, an Aipom, a Plusle, a Minun, a Castform, and a group of other Pokémon running and panting.

The Pokémon thus messily formed a long dragon, and began to run around the Natural Park.

Hmm? How did a Pokémon without legs also get mixed in? Never mind, anyway, running is training.

Castform expressed: Floating is also very tiring, okay?

"Haha, they're so interesting."

"I want to run with them too!"

Some children, seeing such an interesting scene, couldn't help but laugh.

"Go! Keep up!"

The playful little children even put on their rollerblades and joined the Pokémon running team.

Rio ran with his head down for a while. When he looked back to see if his little brothers had fallen behind, he was startled by the huge crowd of humans and Pokémon behind him.

"My god, old sir, your hair and beard are all white, please don't run with your grandson. If you collapse halfway, I don't have the money to compensate you."

"And that one, yes, you, Taillow! You clearly have wings and can fly, why are you running with us?"

"You, stop! Mime Jr.! Don't use your psychic power to make yourself float! Training like that has no soul!"

"…"

Rio wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

A large team is hard to lead.

However, most of the people and Pokémon who joined in the run didn't mind so much, laughing and having a great time as if they were participating in a recreational activity.

Thus, a mighty long-distance running team was born in the Natural Park.

And Míng Rìzhào and Fengling naturally also saw this spectacular scene.

"Xiao Zhao, is that your... Rio?"

Fengling poked Míng Rìzhào's arm and pointed uncertainly at the Pokémon leading the long-distance running team.

"Ugh..."

Míng Rìzhào covered her face, expressing who is that I don't know him I'm not clear don't ask me.

Not caring what his trainer thought, Rio, having run freely for a long time after a long while, began to feel a little out of breath.

"To think that back then I could run 20 kilometers without my face turning red or getting out of breath. I didn't expect to be tired after running just this little distance now."

Rio sighed.

But looking at the high-spirited Pokémon and humans running behind him, he felt he couldn't lose face.

The Vigoroth right behind him was panting and shouting, "(Pokémon Language) Big Brother, Big Brother, you're too fast! Wait for your little brother..."

Rio's eyes darted around, and he thought of a good idea.

So he sneakily discussed with Vigoroth, "Little brother, look, you're leading so many followers behind you. Isn't that super impressive?"

Vigoroth nodded foolishly.

"And think about it, if you were running in first place, wouldn't that be even more impressive? It would prove you are both strong and mighty. In the future, when you go to woo some Delcatty, Lopunny, or Lilligant, wouldn't it be a piece of cake? The moment they hear how mighty you are, I guarantee they'll all throw themselves at you."

"(Pokémon Language) But you're the one running first, Big Brother..."

Vigoroth was a little hesitant, but the thought of Delcatty, Lopunny, and Lilligant looking at him with new eyes made his innocent monkey face blush slightly.

Seeing there was a chance, Rio quickly patted his chest with the look of a good big brother.

"It's fine. Your business is my business. A big brother's job is to think of his little brothers. You go ahead and run first. Big Brother I will cheer for you."

Listening to Rio's "warm and righteous" words, Vigoroth's heart was touched.

"(Pokémon Language) I will definitely not let Big Brother down!"

Big Brother is even willing to give such a showy act to me. How can I let him down?

Thinking of this, Vigoroth felt an endless supply of strength emerge from its body. The fatigue from running and panting just now instantly disappeared. So it howled and charged forward.

Rio watched the long-running team continuously advancing, following Vigoroth, with a "gratified" expression. He himself quietly slowed his pace, and then, while everyone was not paying attention, "swoosh," slipped into the nearby grass.

The Pokémon egg on his back remained safe and sound in the small backpack.

Speaking of which, one might be curious why Rio didn't stuff the Pokémon egg into his [Backpack], but instead had to carry a "burden" almost as large as himself on his back. Rio would express that it's not that this servant doesn't want to, but this system is not cooperative.

I don't know if it's because the [Backpack] has some special restrictions. Those raw fish caught from the lake or wildflowers picked from the roadside—these living things could all be put into the [Backpack]. And the moment they were taken out, they were in the same state as when they were put in, in a kind of stasis—so it was also used by Ruru as a mobile refrigerator ([Backpack]: ヽ( `д´)ノ). But when it came to a Pokémon egg, or other "living creatures" like Pokémon, they couldn't be stuffed into the [Backpack]. Even if they were recalled into a Poké Ball, it still didn't work. It was as if a mysterious force in a special creature like a Pokémon was resisting being stored by this system's [Backpack].

Besides Pokémon, humans also couldn't be stuffed inside.

Of course, something like emergency food should be fine to stuff in... probably. Or maybe the author should call Paimon over to try?

Getting off track. Back to Rio.

Rio, who had finally broken away from the large group, once again leisurely explored the Natural Park.

The scenery was infinitely beautiful, and he couldn't waste it.

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