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[Potential Assessment: Near-King Level!]
That's it!
Lin Che instantly understood everything!
Regional mutation!
This is an ice-type six-tailed fox that lives in a fire-type secret realm but has undergone a regional mutation and awakened its ancient bloodline!
Because its attributes were incompatible with the entire fire-type race, it was rejected and driven out by the entire race!
A rare Alola region feature!
The incredibly powerful hidden feature: Snowfall!
And... that immense potential at the near-Elite Four level, enough to drive any trainer crazy!
Lin Che felt all the blood rush to his head at that moment. His heart pounded uncontrollably, each beat pounding heavily against his chest with a thunderous roar.
The previous fatigue, the fear of the Nine-Tails, the desire for the Wenyou Fruit... all of these were completely forgotten at this moment.
In his eyes, only that stubborn and lonely white figure remained.
That was not a pitiful abandoned cub.
It was a priceless gem, hidden in the dust! A god-given opportunity that could change his future!
He made up his mind immediately.
He must subdue this spirit!
Chapter 17 The Wisdom of Taming the Enemy, The Second Partner!
It was a ball of white, curled up in the shadows.
In a landscape covered with dark red and charred rocks, this pure, unblemished white stands out starkly, even glaringly so.
Lin Che stopped in his tracks, his gaze piercing through the distorted light in the scorching air, and precisely locked onto the small beast.
Vulpix from the Alola region.
Its fur was as white as fresh snow in early winter, its six bushy tails were elegantly curled, and its pair of icy blue eyes were staring intently at him, filled with a ferocity and vigilance that did not match its small size.
Its body was taut, its limbs slightly bent, and a suppressed, low growl rumbled deep in its throat, ready to erupt at any moment.
This is an individual who was expelled from his ethnic group.
This judgment flashed through Lin Che's mind instantly.
In this secret realm where fire elemental energy is extremely concentrated, an Ice-type Alolan Vulpix is an anomaly. Its very existence is a challenge to the laws of this land.
Lin Che did not take another step forward.
He could sense the extreme tension in the little beast; the slightest disturbance could trigger its last line of defense.
To subdue by force?
The thought flashed through his mind only briefly before he completely extinguished it.
For an elf whose heart has been wounded by isolation and rejection, coercive measures will only destroy its last vestige of pride, leaving behind an empty shell devoid of a soul. That is not a companion, but a slave.
Lin Che slowly and gently removed the hiking backpack from his back.
He unzipped the side pocket and took out a few pomelos he had picked on the edge of the oasis. The fruits still had morning dew on them and emitted a sweet aroma, quite different from the sulfurous smell of the area.
He didn't get up, but just squatted in place and gently pushed his arm away.
Several plump fruits rolled on the rough volcanic rock, making a soft "gurgling" sound, and finally stopped not too far from the Six-Tails.
After doing all this, Lin Che stepped back and sat down on a flat rock a dozen meters away, minimizing his presence.
He does nothing.
Just wait.
Alola Vulpix's gaze shifted back and forth between the enticing fruits and Lin Che in the distance.
Its nose twitched slightly, and the sweet aroma entered its nasal cavity, causing its hungry belly to let out an untimely rumble.
The struggle in his eyes was almost palpable.
Vigilance and hunger were locked in a fierce battle within its small body.
Ultimately, the instinct for survival prevailed over everything.
It cautiously, almost tentatively, took a small step forward. Seeing that Lin Che in the distance did not react, it took a second step.
The entire process was extremely slow.
Finally, it approached the fruit, gently touched it with the tip of its nose, and then quickly withdrew, its icy blue eyes fixed on Lin Che.
Still no movement.
Only then did it lower its head and begin to nibble at the food with its tiny teeth in a very refined manner.
A barely perceptible smile curved the corners of Lin Che's lips.
He didn't disturb this hard-won initial trust; he even turned his head away, no longer looking at it, and simply quietly admired the distant horizon dyed red by the setting sun.
At the same time, he gave commands to the Growlithe beside him through a mental link.
No words are needed.
The Growlithe instantly understood its owner's intention.
Its body, which had been poised to pounce, relaxed, and it lay down on the ground, wagging its tail obediently. It completely suppressed the intimidating aura of a fire-type spirit and instead released a gentle, benevolent wave without any hostility.
Time passed in this strange silence.
The scorching sun slowly slanted westward, its light changing from blinding white to warm orange, and finally to a magnificent purplish-red.
The volcanic ash clouds in the sky were edged with gold by the sunset.
Hours of patience finally paid off.
The Alolan Vulpix, having finished its fruit, didn't leave immediately. It simply lay there, curled up in a ball, quietly observing Lin Che and Growlithe with its icy blue eyes.
The wariness and ferocity in his eyes had largely faded, replaced by a complex curiosity.
Lin Che knew.
The time has come.
He stood up slowly.
This action caused the Alolan Vulpix's body to tense up instantly again.
Lin Che didn't walk towards it, but instead gave a look to the Growlithe beside him.
"Go."
"Try to communicate with it."
The Growlithe let out a deep, confident growl, understanding perfectly.
It strides forward with light steps, yet carries an undeniable aura of power, and extends an invitation to A-Lola Vulpix.
This is not a provocation.
Rather, it is a display and greeting of power among people of the same kind.
The Alolan Vulpix let out a sharp hiss, and white, cold air spewed from its mouth, instantly freezing the ground in front of it!
Thus began a "battle of exchange" devoid of gunpowder.
Growlithe's movements are incredibly agile; it precisely controls every action and every bit of force.
When the six-tailed fox exhaled the icy "fine snow," it neither dodged nor avoided it, letting the ice crystals fall onto its fiery fur and instantly evaporate into a cloud of white mist, demonstrating its absolute resistance to ice-type energy.
When Liuwei flicked its tail and shot out several sharp "ice shards", it simply leaped lightly, leaving an orange-red afterimage in the air, and easily dodged them all.
It did not retaliate.
It's just for demonstration.
Showcase your speed, your strength, and your composure.
After several rounds, the Alolan Vulpix's attack frequency gradually slowed down. Panting, it looked at the Growlithe that was handling it with ease, and the last trace of hostility in its icy blue eyes completely disappeared.
It acknowledges the other party's strength.
It understood that if the other party really wanted to attack, it would have no chance to fight back.
This pure display of power is far more persuasive than any language.
Only then did Lin Che take a step and slowly walk over, one step at a time.
He stopped in front of the Alola Vulpix, crouched down, and made himself eye to eye with it.
He took out a blank Poké Ball from his waist.
Would you like to become my partner?
His voice was soft, yet it carried an undeniable sincerity.
He looked directly into those pure, icy blue eyes and said, word by word:
"I will not exclude you because you are different."
These words, as if possessing magic, precisely struck the softest and most vulnerable spot in Alola's Vulpix's heart.
Memories of being banished, the pain of being isolated, the hardship of surviving alone in this strange and hostile world... all these emotions surged up at this moment.
Alolan Vulpix stared into Lin Che's eyes.
Its small, snow-white figure was reflected in those dark pupils.
There was no aversion, no rejection.
Only peace and sincerity.
a long time.
It nodded gently, almost imperceptibly.
A bright smile finally bloomed on Lin Che's face.
met free