Along the way, Wen Qi rode his Skiddo. This time, Pidgeot wasn't released, as Wen Qi was surrounded by ten Scyther guards, so there was no need to worry about any trouble.
The Skiddo moved through the jungle, and although the trees slowed it down a bit, it was still quite fast. However, the Scyther kept pace with the Skiddo without falling behind at all. Scyther could also fly for short distances—not too far, but after accelerating, they could glide a fair stretch with ease.
Time slowly passed amid this hurried travel. Before long, Wen Qi and his group safely returned to the farm. Fortunately, from the Pidgey perched on the gate, they learned that everything was fine on the farm. The only thing was that Wen Hua and Wen Qi's mother had gone back to the village yesterday afternoon. Other than that, nothing else was amiss.
Now that the forest issue was resolved, the Pokémon on the forest's outskirts would basically stop heading toward human villages. Everyone was safe now, so going back wouldn't be a problem.
Leading the Scyther into the farm, Wen Qi didn't even go home first. He took them straight to the warehouse he had built earlier. He planned to let the Scyther stay there for now; if they found it uncomfortable, he would arrange for them to live in the nearby woods. Luckily, the Scyther weren't picky about their living quarters. Besides, the place was pretty good—it offered shelter from wind and rain and had hay, which was much more comfortable than their previous life in the forest.
Wen Qi didn't make them start training today. Instead, he let them rest well and explore the farm or its surroundings to get familiar with the area. However, he set some rules for them: if they encountered an unfamiliar human who didn't attack them first, they must never harm that person. The tree fruits on the farm were almost ripe, but they were absolutely forbidden from stealing them—he would provide food for them every day. Most importantly, they were not allowed to fight randomly on the farm; they could battle in the nearby grass field instead. Also, they couldn't pick fights with other Pokémon on the farm unless the other party agreed. Lastly, they had to keep a regular schedule—no training or battling late at night. Except for the Scyther on patrol duty, all others had to rest well at night.
After telling the Scyther these things and leaving a pile of food, Wen Qi left. Fortunately, the Scyther were quite bold; even in this unfamiliar place, they showed no signs of fear. Soon, the strongest among the ten Scyther began assigning tasks to each one. There wasn't anything special—just following what Wen Qi had said and wandering around.
Some gluttonous Scyther, catching the aroma of the energy cubes Wen Qi had left, couldn't resist taking a bite. Then they couldn't stop—the taste was just too delicious. They kept eating right there, and the other Scyther, seeing this, immediately joined in. In the end, all ten Scyther abandoned everything else and focused solely on eating. As a result, the day's worth of rations was completely devoured by these foodies, leaving each one with a round belly, so full they could barely move.
If Wen Qi had known this would happen, he definitely wouldn't have given them so much at once; it would have been better to hand it out meal by meal. All the Scyther were immersed in the delicious taste and the boost in energy. The five Scyther thought to themselves, no wonder the Scizor had grown so strong so fast—eating such good stuff every day. If only they could grow like that too.
After handling these trivial matters with the Scyther, Wen Qi returned home. This time, after just one day away, Bellossom and the others barely reacted when they saw Wen Qi back—they just gave him a look, as if to say, "You're back." That was it, not even a greeting. Fortunately, Wen Qi was already used to Bellossom's attitude. Audino was much warmer, preparing a hot towel for Wen Qi to wipe his face, comfortable slippers, steaming hot tea, and tasty snacks. Seeing Audino like this, Wen Qi felt very satisfied. Mr. Mime just said a quick hello and went back to cleaning. Mr. Mime hadn't been there long, but Wen Qi felt the villa had become noticeably cleaner and more pleasant to live in.
But just as Wen Qi was feeling incredibly at ease, Wang Jian, locked up in the investigation team's custody, was having a miserable time. Yesterday, the team interrogated Wang Jian. Glancing at the Ralts beside him, Wang Jian knew lying was pointless, so he spilled everything about the operation. After obtaining all the information, the team discussed how to handle Wang Jian. Following an afternoon of heated debate, they reached a decision this morning. Luckily, this world had no death penalty. However, given the severe consequences Wang Jian had caused, even without execution, he would spend the rest of his life in prison. His assets and Pokémon would be liquidated and used to compensate the families of those who died in the riot. As for the injured, they were too many to count, and the compensation wouldn't be enough to cover them anyway.
When Wang Jian learned of his fate, he collapsed to the ground, unable to snap out of it for a long time. On the bright side, he wouldn't have to worry about retirement—the Alliance would support him until he died. Jiang Tiansheng also felt he had dodged a bullet. Yesterday, when he saw Wang Jian's interrogation record, which included everything—even guesses and information about that Bulbasaur—he was glad he had been clever enough to report it up the chain. At that moment, his main thought was whether that Bulbasaur had been found. The inner forest was so dangerous, and the Bulbasaur was so weak—what if it got killed by other Pokémon? If the former Venusaur, the overlord, were still young and strong, the forest's Pokémon wouldn't dare defy its orders. But now, things were different. The once-powerful groups had long stopped obeying. So it was very possible they would just kill that Bulbasaur outright.
At this point, Jiang Tiansheng still hoped the Bulbasaur would return safely, so he might get his hands on it and earn benefits from the Alliance. What he didn't know was that he would never get it—once a Bulbasaur ended up with Wen Qi, how could anyone else take it away?