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Chapter 217
Chapter 1097: Flying to Hatch an Egg, Yet Again
2024-05-15 Author: Samsung Charmander (Author Name)
"Alright then, you can begin choosing~ Remember, you can only pick one~"
The Elder stood at the entrance, his hands clasped behind his back, not forgetting to add a reminder.
"I don't know the specific species of the Pokémon Eggs here~ Their aptitude is also of varying quality. What Pokémon you end up with will all depend on your luck~"
Ash and his two companions exchanged a look, then, with bated breath, they dispersed throughout the large shed to search for their respective targets.
Of the hundred or so Pokémon Eggs, nearly seventy percent had the classic green-spotted, cream-yellow shell design. The remaining thirty percent, however, had a motley assortment of colors and patterns, mostly based on the base coloration of the Pokémon that would hatch from them.
Ash even spotted a yellow-shelled Pokémon Egg with black lightning patterns on it. It was most likely an Elekid or a Pichu.
It could also be a Weedle.
Of course, a unique color didn't necessarily mean it had good aptitude.
It could only be said that the mother's genes were stronger, causing the Pokémon Egg's appearance and pattern to be influenced by the cytoplasmic genes from the maternal side.
"I have no idea what types they are at all."
Staring at the rows of Pokémon Eggs before him, even Ash was at a complete loss for a moment, unsure of which one to choose.
"You know, it'd be great if Master Gold were here right now."
Ash couldn't help but sigh.
If that guy were here, with a flick of his finger, he could instantly know the specific species, the level of aptitude... he could probably even figure out their Four Pillars of Destiny, clean and clear.
A true master of egg-betting...
"You kids, just pick a Pokémon Egg from here~"
Just as Ash and his friends were choosing, an Old Grandma led in another seven or eight young boys and girls, who appeared to be in the same situation.
After all, they couldn't just let a hundred-odd Pokémon Eggs sit here.
If they weren't all distributed within another week, the Pokémon Day Care was already planning to notify the Pokémon League to handle it as an emergency.
"This Egg looks good..."
"This one's heavy enough..."
In an instant, the entire large shed grew lively, like a bustling market where people were picking out vegetables.
Ash even saw a Youth of about his age weighing a Pokémon Egg in his hands, even patting it like one would a watermelon.
*Guaranteed to be a ripe one.*
Ash: "..."
The three of them didn't dare delay any longer and could only speed up their actions.
Since they had no idea of the specific types anyway, they might as well just pick one that caught their eye.
Ash closed his eyes and pointed randomly. When he opened them, he saw it was a purple Pokémon Egg with a few light-yellow spots.
"So it's you, huh?"
Seeing it, Ash gently picked it up.
As his palm drew near, he could even feel the powerful heartbeat coming from within the Pokémon Egg—a sign that this Egg was very healthy.
"I've chosen, too."
"I'll take this one!"
Soon, Blue and Brock had also made their respective choices.
Blue's Pokémon Egg was an ordinary yellow shell with green spots, offering no possible clues whatsoever.
Brock's, on the other hand, was a flamboyant pink Pokémon Egg, even adorned with a few heart-shaped markings. It likely held a Pokémon known for its cuteness.
Brock had completely abandoned his rock-solid will.
The other few youths also finished selecting their Eggs.
Seeing that it was still early, the Elder led the group out to the large lawn outside.
"You now have one day to hatch it. If you succeed before sunset, you can take it with you directly. If you cannot, I will need a letter of guarantee from you."
The Old Man with Glasses's kind gaze tightened, becoming stern.
"You must guarantee that you will absolutely not abandon this Pokémon Egg. And when it hatches, you must film the hatching scene and send the video back to us at the Pokémon Day Care."
Once it hatched from the Egg, even if it was abandoned the moment it left, it would at least have a tiny bit of ability for self-preservation.
But if it was abandoned while still in the state of a Pokémon Egg, it would truly be a non-viable egg, with a high probability of not surviving until its birth.
The Pokémon Day Care couldn't entrust the Eggs to people based on looks alone. They could only use this method of guarantee to raise the survival rate of these innocent Pokémon Eggs as much as possible.
It was a necessary last resort.
Hearing this, the crowd scattered.
With expectant expressions, they all cradled their Pokémon Eggs and began running enthusiastically across the grassland.
Distance traveled is an important factor in a Pokémon Egg's hatching time. The more you run, the faster it will naturally hatch.
A few people had already gone to borrow a Mach Bike from the side, planning to do a few high-speed laps on the main road outside the Day Care.
One had to understand that for these hundred or so Pokémon Eggs, not only were the species and aptitude uncertain, but so was the hatching time.
It might take another month or two... or it could hatch with the very next step.
Therefore, completing the hatching in one day was not some impossible fantasy.
Soon, Ash, Blue, and Brock were strolling leisurely across the vast Day Care grassland, cradling their Pokémon Eggs.
They weren't in a hurry. The worst-case scenario was just writing a letter of guarantee later.
"Come out, Little Fire~!"
Blue casually released her retired Moltres.
"Biii!!!"
A magnificent Moltres, a divine bird of flame, suddenly appeared in the sky above the peaceful grassland. Its long, majestic cry immediately drew a great deal of attention.
The youths who had just been about to go borrow a bicycle stared with wide eyes.
They had thought they were just three unremarkable trainers, but now one of them had casually pulled out a Legendary Pokémon?!
"What the hell..."
Even the usually composed Day Care owners—the Elder and the Old Grandma—couldn't help but let out a rare curse.
Next, the Moltres folded its wings and landed on the lawn, tilting its body slightly.
Blue took the chance to leap up, holding the Egg in one hand and wrapping the other around the Moltres's warm neck.
Moltres naturally possessed Flame Body, which could drastically shorten the number of steps required for egg hatching.
Flying around in the sky on a Moltres for a day... that speed was much faster than grinding for steps back and forth on a bicycle.
A classic egg-hatching utility bird.
"How about it, are you two coming up?"
Blue turned her head to look at them.
"Heh, I'll pass. I want to take a look at the Pokémon here~"
Brock let out a dry laugh, pushing Ash up onto the bird's back instead. He then walked toward the depths of the Day Care's grassland, cradling the pink egg in his hands.
And under Blue's rather expectant gaze, Ash could only cough... and then slowly climb up as well.
There was no reason to refuse.
The Moltres's back wasn't particularly large. It was spacious for one person, but felt a little cramped with two.
"Biii!!!"
With another cry from the Moltres, its flaming body soared into mid-air. Its unfurled, fiery wings were exceptionally gorgeous and beautiful to behold.
And up on the Moltres's back, Blue could hold onto its neck, but when Ash looked around, he found there was nothing for him to grab onto...
*Da.*
In the end, Ash could only wrap his arms around Blue's slender waist as they began their egg-hatching flight.
(end of chapter)
2024-05-15 Author: Samsung Charmander (Author Name)
"Alright then, you can begin choosing~ Remember, you can only pick one~"
The Elder stood at the entrance, his hands clasped behind his back, not forgetting to add a reminder.
"I don't know the specific species of the Pokémon Eggs here~ Their aptitude is also of varying quality. What Pokémon you end up with will all depend on your luck~"
Ash and his two companions exchanged a look, then, with bated breath, they dispersed throughout the large shed to search for their respective targets.
Of the hundred or so Pokémon Eggs, nearly seventy percent had the classic green-spotted, cream-yellow shell design. The remaining thirty percent, however, had a motley assortment of colors and patterns, mostly based on the base coloration of the Pokémon that would hatch from them.
Ash even spotted a yellow-shelled Pokémon Egg with black lightning patterns on it. It was most likely an Elekid or a Pichu.
It could also be a Weedle.
Of course, a unique color didn't necessarily mean it had good aptitude.
It could only be said that the mother's genes were stronger, causing the Pokémon Egg's appearance and pattern to be influenced by the cytoplasmic genes from the maternal side.
"I have no idea what types they are at all."
Staring at the rows of Pokémon Eggs before him, even Ash was at a complete loss for a moment, unsure of which one to choose.
"You know, it'd be great if Master Gold were here right now."
Ash couldn't help but sigh.
If that guy were here, with a flick of his finger, he could instantly know the specific species, the level of aptitude... he could probably even figure out their Four Pillars of Destiny, clean and clear.
A true master of egg-betting...
"You kids, just pick a Pokémon Egg from here~"
Just as Ash and his friends were choosing, an Old Grandma led in another seven or eight young boys and girls, who appeared to be in the same situation.
After all, they couldn't just let a hundred-odd Pokémon Eggs sit here.
If they weren't all distributed within another week, the Pokémon Day Care was already planning to notify the Pokémon League to handle it as an emergency.
"This Egg looks good..."
"This one's heavy enough..."
In an instant, the entire large shed grew lively, like a bustling market where people were picking out vegetables.
Ash even saw a Youth of about his age weighing a Pokémon Egg in his hands, even patting it like one would a watermelon.
*Guaranteed to be a ripe one.*
Ash: "..."
The three of them didn't dare delay any longer and could only speed up their actions.
Since they had no idea of the specific types anyway, they might as well just pick one that caught their eye.
Ash closed his eyes and pointed randomly. When he opened them, he saw it was a purple Pokémon Egg with a few light-yellow spots.
"So it's you, huh?"
Seeing it, Ash gently picked it up.
As his palm drew near, he could even feel the powerful heartbeat coming from within the Pokémon Egg—a sign that this Egg was very healthy.
"I've chosen, too."
"I'll take this one!"
Soon, Blue and Brock had also made their respective choices.
Blue's Pokémon Egg was an ordinary yellow shell with green spots, offering no possible clues whatsoever.
Brock's, on the other hand, was a flamboyant pink Pokémon Egg, even adorned with a few heart-shaped markings. It likely held a Pokémon known for its cuteness.
Brock had completely abandoned his rock-solid will.
The other few youths also finished selecting their Eggs.
Seeing that it was still early, the Elder led the group out to the large lawn outside.
"You now have one day to hatch it. If you succeed before sunset, you can take it with you directly. If you cannot, I will need a letter of guarantee from you."
The Old Man with Glasses's kind gaze tightened, becoming stern.
"You must guarantee that you will absolutely not abandon this Pokémon Egg. And when it hatches, you must film the hatching scene and send the video back to us at the Pokémon Day Care."
Once it hatched from the Egg, even if it was abandoned the moment it left, it would at least have a tiny bit of ability for self-preservation.
But if it was abandoned while still in the state of a Pokémon Egg, it would truly be a non-viable egg, with a high probability of not surviving until its birth.
The Pokémon Day Care couldn't entrust the Eggs to people based on looks alone. They could only use this method of guarantee to raise the survival rate of these innocent Pokémon Eggs as much as possible.
It was a necessary last resort.
Hearing this, the crowd scattered.
With expectant expressions, they all cradled their Pokémon Eggs and began running enthusiastically across the grassland.
Distance traveled is an important factor in a Pokémon Egg's hatching time. The more you run, the faster it will naturally hatch.
A few people had already gone to borrow a Mach Bike from the side, planning to do a few high-speed laps on the main road outside the Day Care.
One had to understand that for these hundred or so Pokémon Eggs, not only were the species and aptitude uncertain, but so was the hatching time.
It might take another month or two... or it could hatch with the very next step.
Therefore, completing the hatching in one day was not some impossible fantasy.
Soon, Ash, Blue, and Brock were strolling leisurely across the vast Day Care grassland, cradling their Pokémon Eggs.
They weren't in a hurry. The worst-case scenario was just writing a letter of guarantee later.
"Come out, Little Fire~!"
Blue casually released her retired Moltres.
"Biii!!!"
A magnificent Moltres, a divine bird of flame, suddenly appeared in the sky above the peaceful grassland. Its long, majestic cry immediately drew a great deal of attention.
The youths who had just been about to go borrow a bicycle stared with wide eyes.
They had thought they were just three unremarkable trainers, but now one of them had casually pulled out a Legendary Pokémon?!
"What the hell..."
Even the usually composed Day Care owners—the Elder and the Old Grandma—couldn't help but let out a rare curse.
Next, the Moltres folded its wings and landed on the lawn, tilting its body slightly.
Blue took the chance to leap up, holding the Egg in one hand and wrapping the other around the Moltres's warm neck.
Moltres naturally possessed Flame Body, which could drastically shorten the number of steps required for egg hatching.
Flying around in the sky on a Moltres for a day... that speed was much faster than grinding for steps back and forth on a bicycle.
A classic egg-hatching utility bird.
"How about it, are you two coming up?"
Blue turned her head to look at them.
"Heh, I'll pass. I want to take a look at the Pokémon here~"
Brock let out a dry laugh, pushing Ash up onto the bird's back instead. He then walked toward the depths of the Day Care's grassland, cradling the pink egg in his hands.
And under Blue's rather expectant gaze, Ash could only cough... and then slowly climb up as well.
There was no reason to refuse.
The Moltres's back wasn't particularly large. It was spacious for one person, but felt a little cramped with two.
"Biii!!!"
With another cry from the Moltres, its flaming body soared into mid-air. Its unfurled, fiery wings were exceptionally gorgeous and beautiful to behold.
And up on the Moltres's back, Blue could hold onto its neck, but when Ash looked around, he found there was nothing for him to grab onto...
*Da.*
In the end, Ash could only wrap his arms around Blue's slender waist as they began their egg-hatching flight.
(end of chapter)
