In Nimbasa City, a grand spectacle suddenly appeared on the streets.
A large number of citizens and Pokémon gathered together, their faces filled with various expressions, looking at the scene on the street with eyes of admiration, surprise, and fanaticism.
—A large group of round, chubby pink Pokémon were walking down the road, following behind their king, Draconis.
Draconis: "..."
"Don't mind me, everyone, please go back to your business!" Draconis said helplessly. This was the main reason he usually stayed in the castle and rarely came out.
Fortunately, the guards appeared in time and barely managed to maintain order. But even so, the Commoners and Pokémon who returned to their workstations couldn't help but peek at Draconis and the group of Chansey behind him.
"Lucky..."
The Chansey seemed a bit frightened, but unexpectedly, they didn't sense any danger from these people; instead, they felt a thick wave of enthusiasm.
"Don't worry, Chansey," Draconis said to them with a smile. "These are all my subjects. Do you see the Pokémon beside them?"
The Chansey looked around in the direction Draconis pointed.
They saw a shop selling beautiful fresh flowers. The owner was a young girl wearing an apron and holding a Psyduck watering can. She was absentmindedly watering the flowers, while beside her, a row of Oddish sat on small stools, Reisurely basking in the sun.
They saw a shop specializing in grooming for Pokémon. Through the glass window, they could see the staff inside gently grooming the fur of several Eevee, who had expressions of enjoyment on their faces.
They saw a bakery where a Pansear was using Flamethrower to help the owner light the stove. The chubby owner, dressed in baker's clothes, gave the Pansear a hearty thumbs-up, seemingly praising them.
"Lucky..."
The Chansey were dazed.
The humans here seemed truly different from the humans they had seen before.
Seeing this, Draconis smiled and continued leading the Chansey forward.
They left the city area and came to the outskirts.
Here, as far as the eye could see, was an extremely vast field, where figures of humans and Pokémon working together could be seen everywhere.
Those humans did not treat the Pokémon as Slaves, nor did they force them to work, let alone lock them in iron cages...
The Chansey stared blankly at this scene, unable to stop themselves from murmuring softly: "Lucky..."
"Do you see it, Chansey?" Draconis spoke from the side.
"Lucky?" The Chansey were slightly taken aback, then looked up at Draconis.
"This is a brand new world, both for Pokémon and for humans," Draconis said softly. "Here, both humans and Pokémon can coexist peacefully and live together happily."
"I have established laws. Here, no one will harm Pokémon, and certainly no one will enslave them. This is my Nimbasa City."
Having said this, Draconis looked at the Chansey with a serious expression.
"Chansey, are you willing to forget the past and live here in peace with humans? I guarantee that no one will ever hurt you here again."
"Lucky..." The Chansey were completely stunned.
They looked at each other, and the scenes they had just witnessed flashed through their minds.
At this moment, their simplest and kindest nature, which had been covered by fear, resurfaced from the depths of their hearts.
Sensing the sincere expectation and emotion from this human, the Chansey were willing to believe him.
"Lucky!"
The Chansey responded one after another.
"Very well. Then, integrating into Nimbasa City begins with understanding this city!" Draconis said.
A day later, in the backyard of the Nimbasa City Pokémon Center.
Joy Alia and Joy Rin looked at the large group of Pokémon called Chansey in front of them and were instantly stunned.
"Eh?"
As the elder sister, Joy Rin looked at Draconis in surprise and asked incredulously:
"Your Majesty, are you saying... you want these Pokémon, no... Chansey, to come to the Pokémon Center and help us work together?"
"Yes." Draconis grunted in affirmation, then raised an eyebrow.
"What's wrong? Is there a problem?"
"Of course not!" Joy Rin hurriedly shook her head.
"Alright." Draconis smiled and explained to the sisters, "This decision wasn't made on a whim; it's because Chansey are naturally kind and gentle Pokémon."
"More importantly, they possess a miraculous healing power that can better help you treat passing Trainers and sick Pokémon."
For example, Life Dew to restore physical strength, Sing to forcibly soothe Pokémon and put them into a sleep state... Besides these, some highly skilled Chansey can even use more powerful healing skills like Heal Pulse and Healing Wish.
Furthermore, Chansey can provide various kinds of assistance to Nurse Joy; they are perfectly suited for the role of Pokémon Center assistants.
Hearing these words, The Joy Sisters showed quite surprised expressions.
"Re-really?"
"They can help heal Pokémon's injuries without using concocted potions?"
The two asked with both surprise and curiosity.
"Of course." Draconis nodded.
Coincidentally, an Anxous-looking Trainer arrived at the Pokémon Center at that moment.
As soon as he rushed in, he shouted loudly toward the inside:
"Nurse Joy! Nurse Joy! Please save my Pokémon!"
Seeing this, Joy Rin immediately stepped forward and took the Pidove, which was covered in wounds and had already fallen unconscious, from the boy's hands.
"It's so badly injured... what happened?" Joy Rin frowned.
The boy explained self-reproachfully, "While Pidove and I were training in the wild, we accidentally trespassed into a wild Pokémon's territory and were attacked. Pidove got seriously injured trying to protect me."
Joy Rin immediately took out an emergency healing potion, but just as she was about to feed it to the Pidove, she heard His Majesty Draconis's voice.
"Let me do it!"
Joy Rin was slightly taken aback: "His Majesty Draconis?"
The young Trainer also saw Draconis, and his eyes immediately widened: "His Majesty Draconis!"
Draconis nodded to the boy, then gestured for a Chansey to step forward: "Chansey, I'll leave this Pidove to you."
"Lucky~!"
Chansey were naturally kind Pokémon that would help those who were injured.
Therefore, upon hearing that a Pokémon was injured, it immediately ran forward, carefully examined the Pidove's injuries, and then extended its hands.
In the next second, layers of pink ripples shimmered in the air.
A pale pink energy emerged from the Chansey's hands in the form of waves, and then enveloped the injured Pidove within it.
Following that, a miraculous scene occurred.
Under the shroud of the pink waves, the terrible wounds on the Pidove were being healed at an extremely rapid pace!
The Joy Sisters' eyes widened instantly.
"His Majesty Draconis, could this be...?!"
"That's right." Draconis nodded with a smile and asked, "Now you should know why I said they are suitable for working in the Pokémon Center, right?"
"Sister, it's really amazing!" Joy Alia exclaimed softly.
Hearing the human's praise, the Chansey on the side smiled shyly, its face showing an embarrassed expression.
"Lucky!"
In the past, no one had ever praised them. Now that someone suddenly did, a feeling never felt before surged in the Chansey's heart.
It was starting to like this place a little!
The other Chansey had envious expressions; they also wanted to be praised by people!
With the help of Chansey's Heal Pulse, the seriously injured and unconscious Pidove soon woke up.
Joy Rin carefully checked its condition and, after confirming there were no problems, returned it to the Trainer.
"Alright, your Pokémon has recovered its health!"
"Thank you very much, Nurse Joy! And this Pokémon!" The boy bowed.
"No need to thank me, this is all thanks to Chansey!" Joy Rin smiled slightly.
The boy looked at Chansey: "Thank you, Chansey!"
"Lucky!" Chansey became a bit embarrassed.
With the Pokémon healed, the boy then turned and left the Pokémon Center.
Draconis looked at the group of Chansey beside him and asked the two Joys, "How does it feel?"
Joy Rin and Joy Alia looked at the Chansey before them, their eyes filled with curiosity and excitement.
"Chansey... is a very amazing Pokémon!" Joy Alia couldn't help but say.
"So, I'll leave these Chansey in your care. I need you to teach them about the work of a doctor during your breaks. After a while, I plan to send them to Pokémon Centers in other cities," Draconis said.
The Joys who had come to the territory last time had officially set out not long ago to take up positions in Pokémon Centers across Nimbasa City.
And if they could get help from Chansey, it would greatly alleviate the pressure on the Joys, improve treatment efficiency as much as possible, and reduce Pokémon casualties.
This was a very arduous task.
Joy Rin straightened her expression and nodded seriously in response: "Yes, Your Majesty Draconis!"
As for the gentle and kind Joys, the Chansey didn't feel any rejection; instead, they quickly accepted them.
Looking at The Joy Sisters surrounded by Chansey, Draconis couldn't help but think that perhaps the compatibility between Joy and Chansey was higher than he had imagined?
However, this would also save him a lot of trouble.
After settling the Chansey, Draconis then turned and returned to the castle.
Seeing him return, Alfred immediately stepped forward to report: "Your Majesty Draconis, I have already settled those Miltank according to your instructions and found two professional ranchers to come and take care of them."
Draconis nodded. Miltank were Pokémon that already lived with humans, so they probably wouldn't be as overly fearful of humans as the Chansey were before.
But thinking about the issue of Pokémon laying eggs, Draconis still decided to go and take a look.
Currently, the numbers of Miltank, Chansey, and Growlithe were still far too few.
If they relied on laying eggs, it would probably take at least several decades to reach the level seen in the anime.
"It seems that once the route to the Kanto region opens in the future, I'll have to continue importing Chansey, Miltank, and Growlithe from there," Draconis thought to himself.
The Miltank were settled in an unoccupied farm.
The owner of this farm was originally a refugee who had fled from another city due to the war. Now that the Unova region had returned to peace, the owner had taken a pokémon flying taxi back to their hometown, saying they wanted to stay there and develop their home.
"That's how it is, Your Majesty Draconis. So we bought this farm and hired two workers with ranching experience to come and take care of these Miltank," Alfred reported.
Draconis nodded and then looked up at the farm.
The farm's land area wasn't large. In the middle was a small wooden cabin for the rancher to live in, along with several barns for storing hay and housing livestock Pokémon.
The perimeter of the farm was enclosed by wooden fences. Inside the fences was an open pasture where a large patch of fertile grass grew.
And that group of Miltank imported from the Kanto region was currently in that pasture, Reisurely basking in the sun while eating fresh grass, looking very content.
Meanwhile, those few Tauros were running wild nearby.
This was the ecological habit of Tauros; they were violent by nature, had hot tempers, and were full of energy, so they used this method to expend their physical strength.
"Your Majesty, we have already prepared the milking machines and the buckets for storing milk. The workers have already harvested the first batch of milk from the Miltank," Alfred reported.
Under his guidance, Draconis soon saw the rows of milk buckets storing Moomoo Milk.
"According to the workers' statistics, this batch of milk is estimated to have reached about four thousand liters," Alfred said.
Four thousand liters a day, eight thousand liters in two days... Relying only on these Miltank, they could completely supply the milk needs of the entire city's citizens!
And unlike ordinary dairy cows, Miltank's milk production had no cooldown.
After milking today, more would be produced by the next day.
Is this the power of Pokémon? It's truly a bit exaggerated...
Even Draconis couldn't help but feel a bit surprised.
"Your Majesty, how should we handle this fresh milk?" Alfred inquired.
Reasonably speaking, these Miltank were all brought back by His Majesty Draconis from the Kanto Continent, so both the Miltank and the milk were His Majesty Draconis's private property.
After a moment of contemplation, Draconis said, "Have the people at the glass Factory produce a batch of glass bottles as soon as possible. Also, start building a milk Factory!"
They were to centrally bottle and pack this milk, then send it to Nimbasa City's shops or other places for sale.
Or process it into cheese, yogurt, milk bars, and other foods.
But the power of a few workers alone wasn't enough; in comparison, assembly line production would be more efficient.
"Yes, Your Majesty!" Alfred noted this down in his heart, then added, "Your Majesty, this farm doesn't have a name yet. Would you like to give it one?"
A name?
Draconis was slightly startled, and four characters suddenly flashed through his mind.
In that case.
Draconis spoke slowly, "Then let's call it [MooMoo Farm]!"
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