Wen Qi and Bellossom worked hard for a long time and finally got the Miltank situation sorted. They thought they could finally rest, but who would have guessed that today’s surprises would keep coming one after another.
The egg of that cyan-quality Rhyhorn had also started moving, and by the looks of it, it was about to hatch.
Wen Qi and Bellossom exchanged a glance, their eyes seeming to say, “You handle this.”
It seemed Bellossom had learned to be a bit sly too, knowing how to slack off.
But Wen Qi wasn’t about to give in. They just stared at each other, and in the end, Bellossom was too kind-hearted.
She walked over on her own to check on the egg.
However, the moment Bellossom approached, the egg went still. Seeing this, Wen Qi also came over.
And so, he stayed by Bellossom’s side, waiting for a long time. Every time Wen Qi thought about leaving first, the egg would move, and he’d decide to stay.
But when he decided to stay, the egg would go quiet again.
This went on several times. Wen Qi turned to Bellossom and asked:
“Is this egg messing with us? It moves when I move, and stops when I stop. I’m speechless.”
Bellossom remained patient, calmly glancing at Wen Qi with her eyes before ignoring him.
Lately, Bellossom had been finding Wen Qi more and more annoying—he was just too lazy.
Just as Wen Qi was about to lose his patience.
A faint glow flickered across the surface of the eggshell, as if heralding the arrival of new life.
Gradually, tiny cracks appeared on the shell, a sign that the little Rhyhorn was about to break free.
The cracks grew more numerous and larger, until finally, the shell couldn’t withstand the internal pressure and shattered with a bang.
A young, fragile Rhyhorn wobbled to its feet. Its body was covered in hard armor, gleaming with a metallic sheen, like a tiny armored warrior.
Its eyes sparkled with curiosity as it looked around at this brand-new world.
The little Rhyhorn took a tentative first step. Though a bit unsteady, it quickly found its balance.
It began to chirp happily in a youthful voice, a sound that seemed like a celebration of life and a hopeful look toward the future.
Wen Qi saw the little Rhyhorn and was surprised by how adorable it was. His heart felt like it was melting. He quickly picked up the Rhyhorn before Bellossom could.
The Rhyhorn saw Wen Qi first and, thinking he was its parent, licked him with its tongue.
Seeing how attached the Rhyhorn was to him, Wen Qi first gave it a bath with sand bath powder. The Rhyhorn was afraid of water, and since it was newborn, it couldn’t be washed with water. Luckily, he had prepared sand bath powder in advance.
After cleaning it, he fed it Moomoo Milk, just like before. But this little one ate even more than the Miltank. Fortunately, Wen Qi wasn’t short on supplies now.
Wen Qi’s three Miltank, nourished by the small world, produced milk that was not only high quality but also abundant. A typical Miltank produced 20 liters of milk a day, but each of Wen Qi’s produced 30 liters.
With so much milk, they couldn’t drink it all. Even Turtwig and Poliwag, who loved milk the most, couldn’t consume much. Adding in the others, they used at most 20 liters a day, and Wen Qi had to sell the rest.
Luckily, someone came to the farm to buy it daily. After setting aside what they drank, Wen Qi still had 70 liters left.
The quality of Wen Qi’s milk was also excellent. The normal purchase price was 20 yuan per liter, but his could sell for 30 yuan per liter.
That meant Wen Qi could earn 2,100 yuan a day from just the Miltank, which came to 60,000 to 70,000 yuan a month. Wen Qi thought, if he raised a few more, he’d be rolling in money.
In reality, it wasn’t as profitable as Wen Qi imagined. Other ordinary farm owners had Miltank that produced only 20 liters, selling at 20 yuan per liter, meaning each Miltank earned about 400 yuan a day.
But with prolonged milk production, the Miltank needed nutritional supplements, including some energy cubes, which cost money. After accounting for that, a Miltank earned at most 7,000 to 8,000 yuan a month.
To recoup the initial investment, it would take about four or five years. So while raising Miltank could make money, it wasn’t as easy for others as it was for Wen Qi.
Thanks to the space’s energy and pasture grass, Wen Qi didn’t need those extra inputs, so he earned more.
Now, with three new baby Pokémon, luckily two were Miltank. After a few days through the infant stage, he could just hand them over to the three adult Miltank to look after.
As for the Rhyhorn, it had great potential. With proper training, it might even reach blue quality.
Wen Qi planned to nurture it well. After the infant stage, he’d spend more time with it to build familiarity, and once it was ready, he’d have Sandslash teach it some moves, since they were both Ground-type.
This lazy Wen Qi, before even starting training, was already thinking ahead about how to slack off later.
Lately, Wen Qi had been going out often and hadn’t spent much time with his Pokémon, especially those he had caught along the way. He needed to devote more time to them.
Although the Pokémon trained diligently in the small world on their own, without Wen Qi around, it wasn’t good for strengthening their bond.
And there was the psychic power he had awakened earlier. He had promised to train with Venonat, but he hadn’t kept up with it.
Wen Qi said he wanted to be a slacker, but lately, he was busier than anyone. Fortunately, there shouldn’t be much else coming up. Wen Qi decided to spend more time with his Pokémon and train hard for a while, aiming to raise their strength to another level.
While Wen Qi was still thinking about the future, Bellossom, seeing him daydreaming again, wondered to herself, “What’s wrong with the master lately? Is he getting lazier or dumber?”
She figured she shouldn’t be too hard on him and shouldn’t argue with a fool.
If Wen Qi knew that just spacing out and thinking about things had made Bellossom think he was dumb, he’d definitely want to give her a good whack.
With the baby taken care of, Wen Qi sent Bellossom out to cook while he stayed to spend more time with the Rhyhorn and the others. Building a bond early and leaving his scent would make them easier to tame and more obedient later.
And so, a month passed. Wen Qi spent his days eating, watching TV, and going into the small world to train with his Pokémon.
During this time, the Pidgey from Pidgeot’s family had come to the berry orchard. The orchard was now lively, and with the berries about to ripen in a little over a month, having Pidgeot and the others patrolling kept things safe.
New berry trees had also been planted nearby, but they wouldn’t be ready to harvest until around next year.
Turtwig definitely deserved credit for getting them planted so quickly.
As for the Sandslash family, who had been digging a pond every day, they finished the project a week ago. They had expanded a small pond into a lake of about ten acres, channeling water from a nearby river.
It took several days to fill the lake. Wen Qi even spotted common Pokémon like Magikarp and Goldeen in it.
He planned to bring the Poliwrath family over later, since the lake was big enough for them.
But Wen Qi’s biggest gain during this time wasn’t any of that—it was the improvement in his Pokémon’s strength.