How can I be a trainer when my girlfriend is so cute?

As the altitude slowly rises, every step seems to be into another world. The air gradually becomes thinner and fresher, with a bit of chill and purity. The surrounding scenery quietly changes, and the lush and vibrant scene is replaced by a quiet and vast atmosphere. Those once lush, intertwined and colorful bushes have quietly retreated, leaving only faint memories drifting in the wind, as if it is the silent change and farewell of nature.

Instead, there are patches of low, sparsely distributed grass. They are no longer as dense and green as those at lower altitudes, but present a light yellow-green hue, with a bit of bleakness and toughness. Crystal dewdrops occasionally hang on the tips of the grass, shining softly and lonely in the sunlight.

As we continue to climb, the color of the grass becomes increasingly dull, until it eventually turns to withered yellow, as if it were a series of autumn paintings painted by nature at this altitude, foreshadowing the change of seasons in advance. In this withered yellow, the power of life is still tenaciously displayed - a few plants, either low shrubs or tenacious grasses, struggling to survive in the cracks of the rocks, with their roots firmly embedded in the cracks, and their branches and leaves stretching towards the sky, as if announcing their existence and indomitable spirit to the world.

Along with the environment, the elves that Fang Ci and his companions met along the way also changed. At the beginning, the bushes were full of life, with insect and grass elves everywhere. Gradually, as the bushes disappeared, herbivorous elves such as Piaoxiangtun and Qilinqi could be seen everywhere on the open grassland. After the grassland gradually became sparse and yellow, the most common ones were the wild jellyfish and super-powerful ostriches that almost blended into the environment, as well as the group of fire lions led by the mighty lion. It took a long time to see a mounted lamb nibbling grass roots on the steep cliff, and a wolf pack consisting of rock dogs and mane rock werewolves lying on their stomachs in the sun and sunbathing.

However, the most intuitive changes are undoubtedly the four-season deer and sprout deer encountered along the way. As the altitude increases, their fur is constantly changing color.

As the afterglow of the setting sun gently fell on the endless mountains, the sky gradually became stained with a brilliant orange-red, covering the quiet valley with a mysterious and warm veil. Fang Ci stood in a relatively flat open area, with towering peaks in front of him. The peaks were covered with white snow, shining silver in the sunset, like a holy land in a fairyland, both tempting and awe-inspiring.

He looked around and confirmed that this flat land, which was regarded as home by rock dogs and mane werewolves, was indeed an ideal place for camping. Surrounded by steep cliffs, it was shaped like an open pocket, providing necessary shelter at night; not far away, a clear stream gurgled, and the sound of water and wind intertwined into a natural lullaby, which made people feel relaxed and happy.

The rock dogs seemed to have no fear of their uninvited guests, but instead greeted him with pure curiosity. They were either standing or lying, their furry little bodies looking particularly cute in the sun. Some of the lively little guys couldn't wait to give up their previous playfulness, and jumped close to Fang Ci, sniffing gently with their wet little noses, their round eyes full of curiosity and friendliness towards the unknown world.

Fang Ci squatted down and gently stretched out his hand, letting a brave rock dog sniff his fingertips. The little guy seemed to feel Fang Ci's kindness, wagging its tail happily and licking the back of his hand gently, as if expressing welcome in their own unique way. Seeing this, the surrounding rock dogs also gathered around him, circling around him or gently rubbing his legs. The whole scene was warm and harmonious.

In this camping site surrounded by nature, Fang Ci felt an unprecedented sense of tranquility and peace of mind. He decided to use this rare night to rest well and recharge his energy so that he could meet the challenge in the best condition tomorrow morning and head towards the unreachable yet tempting peak.

"Xixi, come and help me set up the tent!" Fang Ci breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the rock dogs did not reject him. He immediately called for Diancie to help. It would be difficult to find such an excellent camping site again if they missed this opportunity.

"Okay!" Dianxi, who was originally observing the rock dog curiously, heard Fang Ci's voice and immediately ran over happily.

While Fang Ci and Diancie were busy setting up the tent, the attention of a group of rock dogs was attracted by Tao Dailang who was lying quietly beside them. For some reason, Tao Dailang had retracted his body into his shell, and in the eyes of the rock dogs, he became a novel and interesting "big toy".

"Woof woof~" The rock dogs barked happily and circled around Tao Dailang excitedly, sniffing from time to time with their eyes flashing with curiosity and exploration. They seemed to be seriously considering whether this purple "big peach" with a faint sweet fragrance could be their delicious meal tonight.

Seeing this, Tao Dailang was not nervous or uneasy at all, but showed a naughty smile. It jumped up from the ground and made an exaggerated face, with a cunning light flashing in its small eyes.

"Momo~!"

This sudden action frightened a rock dog that was eager to try it out. It took a few steps back involuntarily, with surprise and confusion written all over its face. The surrounding rock dogs were also amused by this scene and the atmosphere became more relaxed and cheerful.

Soon, Tao Dai Lang, who was as playful as the rock dogs, completely integrated into the world of the rock dogs. Sometimes he rolled and jumped, chasing and playing with the rock dogs; sometimes he made funny faces and made the rock dogs turn up their bellies happily, as if they were playing a friendly interactive game.

Fang Ci and Diancie watched this scene from the side and couldn't help but smile knowingly.

The setting sun shines through the sparse clouds, dappling on this camp embraced by nature. Diancie and Fang Ci sit side by side on a large rock, surrounded by rock dogs playing happily and werewolves who occasionally look up at them. Diancie's eyes gently follow those lively little figures, and her heart is filled with emotion for this harmonious scene.

"Fang Ci, look at them," Diancie gently tugged at Fang Ci's sleeve, pointing at the Rock Dogs that were chasing each other not far away, "Why are they so defenseless against humans? Most of the wild Pokémon I met before were wary to a certain extent, but this is the first time I've encountered a situation like this with the Rock Dogs."

Fang Ci turned to look at Diancie, with a gentle light in his eyes. He slowly said, "Xixi, this is the uniqueness of rock dogs. They are very affectionate elves, and their closeness to humans is like an innate instinct. In many places, rock dogs are regarded as members of the family, especially for families with children. Rock dogs are the best guardians of their babies."

At this moment, a curious rock dog came bounding up to them, sniffed Diancie's fingers with its wet little nose, then looked up at her with trusting eyes, as if to say, "Do you want to play, too?"

Diancie was amused by this sudden act of closeness. It gently touched the rock dog's head and said softly: "Of course, little guy." As it said that, it stood up and joined the rock dogs and Tao Dailang in playing. Laughter and cheers instantly filled the entire camp.

Fang Ci looked at the joyful scene of Diancie playing with the rock dogs, and a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Woo~" Following a deep and powerful howl, a tall and mighty werewolf gracefully leaped onto the rock where Fang Ci was sitting. Its figure was even more handsome in the sun, and its silver hair swayed gently in the breeze, revealing a kingly demeanor that could not be ignored. Its eyes were deep and sharp, but when it looked at Fang Ci, it seemed to have a touch of gentleness and curiosity.

Fang Ci did not feel the slightest bit flustered or afraid because of this sudden visit. On the contrary, his face was filled with a warm smile. He slowly stood up, keeping a respectful yet friendly distance from the Mane Rock Werewolf, and said softly:

"Thank you for letting us camp here."

If Fang Ci's observation is correct, then the mane rock wolf in front of him is undoubtedly the core of this large and orderly tribe - the wolf king. In this highly socialized group of wolves, the wolf king is not only the embodiment of power, but also the source of wisdom. Every decision it makes affects the fate of the entire tribe. The rock dogs and mane rock wolfs live together, forming a close family bond, and the wolf king is the undisputed leader and symbol of this big family.

"Woo~" With a soft moan from the wolf king, it seemed to express its acceptance and approval of Fang Ci's friendly attitude. Then, it lay down beside Fang Ci without any guard, and its huge body revealed an inexplicable tranquility and peace.

When the Wolf King was completely relaxed, Fang Ci noticed a detail that he had not noticed before - there was a white ribbon tied in the thick and heavy mane of the Wolf King. Perhaps due to the long-term exposure to wind and sun, the ribbon had long lost its original color and almost merged with the Wolf King's hair. However, the Wolf King still wore it, which showed the importance of the ribbon in the Wolf King's heart.

"Woo~"

Noticing Fang Ci's gaze on his neck, the Wolf Mane raised his head as if he wanted to say something to Fang Ci.

"Xixi, come here." Seeing this, Fang Ci hurriedly called over Dianxi, who was almost going crazy with play. At this time, this all-purpose little translator had to appear.

Hearing Fang Ci's call, Diancie immediately stopped playing with the rock dogs and returned to Fang Ci and asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

"Please help me translate what the Mane Rock Werewolf wants to say."

"Woo~"

Seeing Diancie coming over, the Wolfman repeated what he had just said. Upon hearing that, Diancie's eyes lit up instantly.

"Fang Ci, the Mane Rock Werewolf said it wants us to do it a favor."

"Just tell me, I will do my best as long as I can help." Fang Ci said immediately after hearing this.

Seeing Fang Ci's agreement, the Wolf Mane's eyes flashed and he continued. Seeing this, Diancie immediately translated: "It said that about fifty years ago, it once followed a trainer to travel in the Padia region, but in the end, in order to protect the tribe, it chose to separate from the trainer. Now the scarf around its neck is a symbol of friendship between it and the trainer."

"The wolf pack has grown successfully under its leadership. There is no longer any threat in this valley. As it is getting older, it is becoming increasingly unable to manage such a large group. Therefore, it wants to give the position of wolf king to the younger ones, and it wants to return to its former companions."

"So you want us to help you find your former trainer and ask her to pick you up, right?" Hearing this, Fang Ci had already guessed what Garchomp was up to.

Although he had heard before that the daytime form of Lycanroc was one of the most loyal to its trainer among all Pokémon, he couldn't help but feel a lump in his throat when he saw that Lycanroc was willing to charge for the trainer he met when he was young and was willing to give up more than fifty years of hard work and his family and friends.

"Woo~"

The Manerock Wolfman nodded, and Diancie continued to translate:

"The Wolfman said that his former trainer was called Taim, and his hometown was in Icebox Town deep in the Frostsmoked Mountains. If we show her this scarf, she will believe what we say."

As he spoke, the Wolf Mane raised his claws, tore off the silk scarf from his neck and gently placed it in Fang Ci's hand.

"Don't worry, I will definitely help you find your trainer!"

Fang Ci took the silk scarf that seemed light but actually carried a heavy emotion, and gently stroked the soft fabric with his fingers, as if he could feel Taim's gentle gaze and the deep attachment of the werewolf. At this moment, he truly felt the deep emotion between humans and elves that transcended words and crossed races. It was so heavy that people dared not slack off, but it was warm enough to dispel all the coldness and loneliness.

This was the first time that Fang Ci felt so clearly the weight of the emotions between humans and elves.

"But why does the name Taim sound familiar?" Fang Ci gently folded the scarf that carried deep affection and carefully put it deep into his backpack, as if he was storing a priceless treasure. His brows were slightly furrowed, a trace of doubt and thought flashed in his eyes, and he murmured unconsciously. Although his voice was small, it revealed the waves in his heart.

He tried hard to search every corner of the ocean of memory, trying to capture any clues related to the name "Tem" from past experiences. The people he had met, the stories he had heard, and even the books he had read by chance, all flashed through his mind one by one, playing quickly like a movie film, but in the end he found nothing.

Sometimes the more you try to remember something, the more you forget it. After thinking hard and to no avail, Fang Ci had no choice but to give up. Since it has been confirmed that Taim is from Freezer Town, everything will have to wait until they arrive in Freezer Town before deciding.