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Chen Hao and the others had already been knocked off their feet by the giant waves created by Gyarados. They were all soaked to the bone, lying on the ground coughing, their faces full of the terror of surviving a disaster.
And he, Lin Che.
Standing in the center of the waves, one hand braced against the water, the other hand held high the Poké Ball that proclaimed final victory.
He became the sole and ultimate winner in this operation, a tale of recklessness, chaos, and opportunity.
Chapter 37 Patient reassurance, Gyarados's approval!
Water droplets dripped from Lin Che's hair, splashing into tiny ripples on the rocky floor of the dark cave.
He slowly swam ashore. The icy pool water took away the temperature from his body, but it could not cool his boiling blood.
Within the deep pool, the enormous shadow neither pursued nor left.
As the water parted, the Gyarados that had easily crushed and repelled Chen Hao and his group slowly turned its massive, ferocious head, resembling that of an ancient beast, toward him.
The flow of air stopped at that moment.
The previous violence and hostility that had been so intense it could tear one's mind apart had vanished.
Instead, a deeper and more ancient perspective has emerged.
Those giant, scarlet eyes were no longer just killing machines; they churned with extremely complex emotions, as if they were judging or testing someone.
It is searching for an answer.
Does the human who has just tamed it and is guarding its cubs have the right to become that child's next caretaker?
An invisible pressure descended, not merely a suppression of power, but a spiritual interrogation from the guardian of life.
It's asking, what are you relying on?
Is it power? Is it trickery? Or something else entirely?
Lin Che's breathing was perfectly even.
He withstood the immense mental pressure, calmly raised his head, and met those massive, mountain-like eyes.
He understood the weighty trust and test in those eyes.
So he did something that would shock anyone.
Instead of carefully tucking the Poké Ball containing the Dratini into his pocket, he firmly pressed his thumb onto the switch in the center of the Poké Ball.
"Om-"
A flash of red light.
The Dratini, which had just been captured and was still trembling in the cramped space of its Poké Ball, was released again.
"Meow~?"
The young dragon let out a soft, fearful cry, tinged with tears.
The unfamiliar rocky ground, the cold and damp air, and... the kin beside him exuding a terrifying aura capable of destroying the world.
All of this pushed its already fragile nerves to their limit.
Its body was curled up in a ball, its beautiful blue skin turned white with fear, its big eyes were filled with tears, and it trembled incessantly.
Lin Che did not immediately take out any props or food.
He simply knelt slowly on one knee on the cold, hard rock. The water soaked his trouser leg, bringing a biting chill, but he was completely unaware of it.
He lowered his body to be at the same level as the trembling mini dragon.
He stretched out his hand.
The movements were so gentle, as if touching the most delicate piece of porcelain.
His fingertips hovered above the head of the miniature dragon, not falling, but simply letting it feel his presence, to feel the kindness that was not coerced in any way.
"Don't be afraid."
His voice rang out, not loud, but exceptionally clear in the silent cave.
It was a gentle voice with a strangely soothing power, each syllable carefully controlled, attempting to calm the frightened heart.
"never mind."
"From now on, I will protect you."
This is not an empty promise, but a solemn declaration.
This is a declaration to the bewildered cub, and also to the silent guardian of the pool.
The trembling of the mini dragon seemed to lessen slightly.
It timidly raised its head and looked at the human in front of it with its big, watery eyes.
I saw the sincerity and gentleness in his eyes.
Gyarados just watched quietly.
Its gaze moved from Lin Che's face to his hovering hand, and then to the still trembling cub.
It saw this human choice.
He did not use the force of the Poké Ball to imprison the baby.
Instead, he chose the most dangerous, yet most sincere, approach—exposing the vulnerable cubs to himself for an open and honest exchange.
This openness softened the scrutiny in Gyarados's eyes.
Only then did Lin Che make his next move.
He slowly unzipped his backpack and took out a bottle from an insulated compartment with a special metal partition.
It was a bottle of premium Moo Moo milk that had been prepared beforehand.
The bottle was still warm to the touch, clearly indicating that it had undergone careful heat preservation treatment.
This milk, produced on specific pastures and with extremely high nutritional value, is one of the finest foods for young elves and is extremely expensive.
"Click."
He unscrewed the bottle cap and carefully replaced it with a soft nipple specially designed for baby dragons.
Then, he placed the bottle horizontally and gently, tentatively, brought the nipple to the Mini Dragon's mouth.
An irresistible, warm, and sweet aroma instantly filled the air.
That is the most primal desire of life, the purest temptation brought by food.
At first, the dwarf dragons were somewhat resistant.
It instinctively shrank back, filled with wariness towards this unfamiliar thing.
Lin Che did not force it.
He simply maintained that posture, waiting with immense patience.
His eyes, his aura, everything about him conveyed the same message: Trust me, I won't hurt you.
one second.
ten seconds.
Thirty seconds.
The only sounds in the air were the dripping of water and the tiny, uneasy breathing of the dwarf dragon.
Finally, under the combined guidance of the irresistible milky aroma and Lin Che's rock-solid patience, the Dratini's defenses were quietly breached.
It tentatively stuck out its pink little tongue.
Gently, he licked the tip of the nipple.
Immediately, a warm, sweet liquid flowed down its tongue and into its mouth.
Its eyes lit up for a moment.
It was as if a long-sealed door had been suddenly pushed open.
The next moment, without hesitation, it opened its mouth and took the nipple into its mouth, then began to suck greedily and voraciously.
"Gudu... gudu..."
As the warm milk flowed into its belly, the warmth quickly spread throughout its body, dispelling the chill from the icy pool water and soothing its nerves that were tense with fear and anxiety.
Its tense, curled-up body miraculously began to unfold inch by inch.
The tip of its tail even unconsciously swayed slightly.
As it drank, it curiously observed Lin Che with its large, clear, and bright eyes that had regained their clarity.
This human seems... to be different from what it imagined.
In the pool.
Gyarados just watched all of this quietly.
It remained motionless from beginning to end, its massive body resembling a silent sculpture.
But its eyes are undergoing a dramatic change.
It saw this human's unparalleled patience.
I saw his gentle and meticulous movements.
It saw the meticulous preparations he had made for this moment, preparations that even it had never imagined.
More importantly, it saw in this human's eyes the genuine, unadulterated love for the cub.
That's not a trainer's possessiveness towards rare Pokémon.
It's not that the strong crave tools for combat.
Rather, it is a pure instinct to protect a vulnerable life.
This is what it truly wants to see.
This is the only person it recognizes and is qualified to succeed it.
at last.