Farming in the Pokémon World

When he woke up in the morning, Otani opened his eyes tiredly. He didn't sleep well the whole night and had a nightmare for a long time. He felt a little groggy.

After going downstairs, the butler brother was a little worried about Da Gu. Da Gu smiled and said that he was fine, he just didn't sleep well last night.

Last night's nightmare was very interesting. Otani dreamed that he was imprisoned in a kitchen and had to cook all kinds of delicious food non-stop. At first, Otani quite enjoyed it, but after a long time, he couldn't stand it anymore and it turned into torture.

Then he began to struggle and tried to rush out of the kitchen, but was always sent back to where he was by an invisible force. In the end, he wanted to just give up, but his body started to move on its own.

I kept cooking like this until dawn, when Otani woke up naturally.

Thinking back on it now, Otani feels a chill down his spine. It was so horrible.

However, with the memories of his previous life, Otani quickly locked on his target, which was Darkrai.

Darkrai is not the only one. In the previous anime, there were also several trainers who had this rare Pokémon.

Moreover, the strongest Darkrai of the Darkrai race even possesses the power of nightmares and becomes the third-level god, the Nightmare God.

Judging from last night's nightmare, the Darkrai that caused his nightmare was definitely not the Nightmare God, but just an ordinary Darkrai passing by.

Darkrai's characteristic is nightmare, which means that when Pokémon near him sleep, they will unconsciously have nightmares, which makes many Pokémon hate Darkrai. But in fact, their nature is not bad, and causing nightmares is just their defense method.

Otani decided to wait and see at night. If he still had nightmares, he would try to talk to Darkrai to see if there was any way to solve the problem.

If you no longer have nightmares, it means Darkrai has left.

Otani yawned as he washed up, not noticing the slightest movement of the shadow behind him.

The housekeeper sister seemed a little confused as if there was something, but after sensing for a while, she found nothing unusual and felt that she might have made a mistake, so she went into the room and helped Otani tidy up the quilt.

After washing up and having breakfast, Otani started his day's work and went to check the construction progress of the Olympus venue as usual.

After coming back, he went to the basement to make energy blocks. When he walked out of the basement, Otani didn't notice that a shadow came out from his shadow.

Fanged Land Shark recently brought all the friends he knew to live together on the farm. After training every day, they would hang out together.

The walking grass that Otani helped to treat before has evolved into a stinking flower. Because of its smell, stinking flower was very inferior for a while. With the comfort of Sharptooth Land Shark and other friends, it has gotten much better.

Because of this matter, Land Shark asked Otani for help. Otani thought about it and gave Vileplume a method, which is similar to holding your breath. If you practice it continuously, you can control the release of smell at will, and this method will not harm Vileplume's body.

Many stinky flower farm owners use this method to train stinky flowers to control the smell they emit.

If you learn to control the stinking flower, the nectar produced will have a better flavor and the price will be much higher.

It didn't take long for Smelly Flower to learn it, and she thanked Otani happily.

Otani plans to collect some nectar from the stinking flower and prepare to make some desserts with unique flavors.

Although it is a little strange for Otani to collect her saliva, since Otani wants it, I can give it to you.

A lot of nectar came out on the spot, and it didn't stop until Otani said that it was enough.

The nectar of the stinking flower is a bit like the durian in the previous life. People who like it can't let it go, but people who don't like it will scream that they can't stand the smell and then stay away from it.

Otani treats all food equally. In short, it just needs to taste good.

After collecting the nectar, Otani made a stinky flower honey mille-feuille based on the durian mille-feuille in his memory. He added other flavors and mixed it with the stinky flower nectar to neutralize the peculiar smell of the nectar, making it less unpleasant to smell. He scooped a spoonful and took a sip, and it tasted very good.

The younger sister who loved to serve also took a bite out of curiosity and instantly fell in love with the taste. Seeing that she liked it, Otani gave it all to her. The older brother who loved to serve looked at his sister with some disgust, walked out of the kitchen and hid outside.

The whole day passed quickly. After reading the book as usual, Otani went to bed. Except for Bulbasaur because of its huge size and Kentaro who liked to sleep in the cowshed, the other Pokémon basically slept in the same room with Otani. Safety was guaranteed.

Otani closed his eyes and soon fell asleep.

After a dreamless night, Otani got up refreshed, left the room to wash up, had breakfast, and inspected the construction site as usual. When he came back and prepared to make blocks, he opened the door. Otani was stunned for a moment, closed the door, and opened it again to make sure he was not dreaming.

Otani covered his face with his hands in silence. He saw Darkrai, who had been full, lying on the energy block in the basement. He was trying hard to get up, but he had eaten too much. He was like a ball. His limbs could not touch the ground.

Otani called the Pokémon to help, and Bulbasaur used the vine whip to carefully lift Darkrai out. The housekeeper sister skillfully took out a digestive tablet and fed it to Darkrai. Darkrai looked at Otani a little embarrassed.

"Darkrai, how did you get to my farm?" Otani asked unhappily.

Darkrai was a little shy and avoided looking, but he finally told the truth.

He said that he was just passing by, but suddenly smelled a very nice fragrance. The fragrance here refers to the smell of dreams.

Unconsciously, I approached the farm, then entered Otani's dream and ate my fill.

Yesterday morning, he quietly hid in the shadow of Dagu, planning to stay for one night and then leave.

As a result, Otani accidentally brought him into the basement, and now it was like a rat entering a rice jar.

As a wild Pokémon, Darkrai had never seen cubes before. He tasted one and found it tasted very good, so he started eating it in big mouthfuls unconsciously.

As a result, he accidentally ate too much, and the energy in the cubes was so abundant that he almost ate to death.

If Otani hadn't come in the morning and seen him, he might have really been stuffed to death.

After a long while, Darkrai finally recovered. He scratched his head and looked at Otani very embarrassedly. Otani roughly counted the losses and found it acceptable.

However, when Otani looked at Darkrai, his heart moved slightly.

"Darkrai, you've eaten so many of my cubes, you have to compensate me," Otani said with some ill intention.

Darkrai was a little flustered, but not for long, as Otani put forward his own conditions.

"I can let you off the hook, but you have to stay and work for me as my personal bodyguard until I die. Then you can leave."

Darkrai's careful thinking

Otani is ready to add fuel to the fire.

"I'll take care of all your meals on the farm. How about that? If that doesn't work, I'll have no choice but to hand you over to the Alliance."

When Darkrai heard that all meals were included, he agreed immediately. He knew Ohtani's cooking skills very well, and as a dark Pokémon, his lifespan was very, very long.

The few decades that people have lived here are just a piece of cake for him. Darkrai doesn't feel like he's lost out at all, while the villain feels like he's made a huge profit.

Otani also felt that he had made a big profit. He didn't spend any money and got a free bodyguard for free. With Darkrai's close protection, his own safety would be greatly increased in the future.

The two smiled at each other, both feeling that they had made a good deal.