Pokémon: My Dad is Kyurem

Chapter 50 depicts the design blueprints of Ibrahimovic's dream.

At night, Qihao went to his temporary residence on the second floor and let Aren and Xiaotie out, since they couldn't stay cooped up in their Poké Balls all day.

"Blade? (What do we do now? We've only just met and we've already destroyed someone's treasure.)" Blade sat to the side, looking at Qi Hao, who had a worried expression on his face.

"|?w?｀) Jin? (Should we get him a new one? Or find a way to compensate him?)" That was all Xiao Tie could think of; he didn't really know how to comfort people.

"I don't know either. There's a whole room full of modified molds, but you can't buy them." This situation is too difficult to solve; for a model kit enthusiast, it's like killing his parents.

[( ＿ ＿)ノ Please help me, I really can't handle this.]

"I can't figure it out either, but you can take a look at her profile."

Pokémon: Eevee

Attributes: General

Rating: 37

Items to bring: None

Gender: ♀

Characteristics: Adaptability

Skills: Charge, Quick Attack, High Speed ​​Star, Renewal, Helping Hand, Bark, Tail Wag

Description: A cute little sprite with an extraordinary talent for assembling model kits. Due to a genetic condition, its energy is extremely viscous, even usable as an adhesive, rendering it unable to use ranged skills properly. Because its hobby is too time-consuming and it lacks ranged abilities, no one has been willing to capture it. Note: It also has some mental health issues.

"Nobody wants it? Are they blind?" Qi Hao couldn't take it anymore. If others don't want it, I'll take it!

"Blade. (At least apologize tomorrow.)" After saying that, Blade pounced on Qi Hao and started clinging to him. As for Xiao Tie…

Xiao Tie simply pretended not to see it: "(? _? ? ?)? Jin. (Whatever, I can be blind.)"

Since he could see outside anyway from inside the ball, Xiao Tie figured it was better to come out and sleep more comfortably than to be cooped up inside.

What else can we do but wait and see?

The next day arrived quickly.

Qi Hao carried a box of tree berries and Moo Moo fresh milk to Yi Bu's studio. He had asked Song Chenggong for them before going to bed last night, and they had been sent over early this morning.

But then a Pikachu wearing a huge gold watch appeared at Eevee's doorstep: "Pika? (What's up with you? You managed to smash up Eevee's entire studio? Do you have a grudge against her?)"

Qi Hao paused for a moment, then pointed to himself, and Pikachu nodded in response.

"Are you talking to me? How do you know I can understand you?" Qi Hao wondered if he even knew him.

“Pikachu. (It’s been around for a while now that there’s a white-haired guy who can understand us. Casey found out about it not long after you arrived yesterday. He’s the one spreading information, so we all know now.)” He paused, looking at Qi Hao with a slightly angry expression.

"Pika (I advise you to resolve this before you leave, otherwise you'll be ganged up on by a dozen of us powerful elves. She's the only girl among us old hands.)"

"(°ー°〃) That's outrageous, and you guys are probably only ten years old at most, right? How strong can you be? Never mind, I'll go apologize to her first. Don't worry, I only came here to tame her." After saying that, Qi Hao directly stepped over the big gold Pikachu.

The golden Pikachu turned its head and said before Qi Hao left, "Pika! (You'd better do that. It would be good if you could take her with you; she wasn't meant to stay here anyway. She hasn't lost hope in her trainers like we have.)"

Qi Hao couldn't answer, since Yi Yi probably hadn't forgiven him yet.

On the stairs, Qi Hao carefully took each step to avoid falling and damaging the things inside again. In the narrow passage, as Qi Hao's vision gradually opened up, he found that the studio had been cleaned up. But as soon as he went in a little, he saw Eevee lying blankly on the ground with sunken cheeks and dark circles under its eyes.

Seeing this, Qi Hao put down what he was holding, and without caring whether he would fall, rushed to Yi Yi and picked her up: "Although the model is gone, I know you are very sad, but you can't do something like this!"

Eevee stammered, "(＞ж＜) Eevee... (Give me something to eat, I'm going to be... drained dry...)"

Upon seeing this, Qi Hao immediately opened the box next to him and stuffed all the edible food into her mouth.

The art style shifts, and Eevee has returned to its plump state: "(￣￢￣*) Eevee. (I'm back to life! I wasn't careful with my energy output and got completely drained.)"

Seeing that Ibu was actually speaking properly, Qi Hao quickly apologized, "I really didn't mean it yesterday. I will definitely make up for those things. Can you forgive me first? I want to have a good talk."

Ibu frowned: "(??w??) Bu. (Normally I definitely wouldn't forgive you, but could you tell me where you got your design from first?)"

Qi Hao didn't know how to answer, but he still followed up on the question, "Yes... it was a gift from my friend, is there anything special about it?"

"Bu. (That design is my dream.)" Ibu said seriously. "Bu (I've actually been assigned to four different people, but they all thought I was too weak. But my hobby isn't in fighting, well... not entirely in fighting. I like building models, I like the sense of accomplishment of assembling one part after another into a complete mecha.)"

"Then why do you say that design is your dream?" Qi Hao was very curious. Wasn't the design supposed to be of unclear meaning?

"Bu! (Because that design allows me to assemble mechs and fight, but the materials are really excessive. It makes people melt their most important parts and keep injecting energy into them. But my most important model was destroyed by you, so I spent a whole night melting them all.)" As she spoke, Qi Hao clearly saw a light shining in her eyes, a light of hope for the future. It seemed that she had already moved on from the sadness of having her model destroyed.

"Looks like I'm pretty lucky; you recovered on your own." Qi Hao was infected by Yi Yi's happy mood.

“Bu! (Don’t expect me to forgive you! Unless…)” Yi Yi’s first sentence made Qi Hao a little disappointed.

But upon hearing there was a glimmer of hope, Qi Hao said urgently, "Unless what?"

"Ibu! (Get me the materials!)" Ibu pointed to the design on the table. A list of materials was displayed on one side of the design, requiring a bunch of different attribute stones, various metals, and even gold. Qi Hao simply took out the gold ingot from his watch and started making a phone call.

"What's up, Qihao? Didn't we just talk this morning?" Song Chenggong's voice came through the phone.

"Hey Principal, can you get me something?"

"Speak up, as long as it's not about fleecing divine beasts, I'll take it all!" Song Chenggong said confidently.

"The principal is so generous! Well... (30 more examples omitted) Okay, that's all!"

"No...that's all, right? Are you trying to build a nuclear bomb?" Song Chenggong was deflated. How could there be so many, and not only so many, but also so expensive!

"ヽ(*′?`)??.:? Then leave it to the principal! It's okay if you can't deliver it all at once, just deliver it to the fountain at the entrance. Call me when it arrives and I'll have Xiao Tie pick it up." Then Qi Hao hung up immediately to prevent Song Chenggong from being a sore loser.

Song Chenggong, far away in his office: "(*?????) My wallet! It's half empty now~~~"