In the anime, making Pokéblocks is incredibly simple—just toss some Berries into a mae, press a button, and atiently for the process to finish.
Iy, however, crafting Pokéblocks is an intricate and painstaking process requiring great attention to detail.
Even the simplest Pokéblocks require multiple steps: washing the Berries, juig them, allowing sedimentation, purifying to remove impurities, and carefully blending in precise proportions.
Certain Berries o undergo repeated processing to achieve the desired effects.
And this is just for the basic Pokéblocks.
In Natsume's mind, some recipes for Pokéblocks border on the fantastical.
The ingredients range from bizarre to ht peculiar, some even requiring the intervention of psychic powers to plete.
As a result, Pokéblocks are a signifit expense for Trainers in real life.
If you’re not aiming to be a powerful Trainer and simply see your Pokémon as family members, then regur meals will suffice.
But if you want to grow stronger...
“Sir, would you like this Ground-type Pokéblock for 799 per bag, or this premium one for 1,288 per bag?
Or perhaps you’d prefer a specialized series tailored to a specifion?
orders are also avaible, but there might be an additional charge~”
After all, if spending more make you stronger, what’s there to hesitate about?
Due to the plexity of crafting Pokéblocks, as well as the tradition of most Breeders to withhold key teiques from their apprehe price of Pokéblocks remains high.
While irely out of reach for the average person, they’re definitely not cheap.
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“All right, just set it down here.”
Pg the retly delivered box on the floor, Natsume stood up and stretched his shoulders.
What used to be a bedroom on the first floor had been repurposed into a small workspaaking Pokéblocks.
Of course, Natsume didn’t pn to use this room as a perma workstatioually, efficy would demand a rger aer-equipped space.
Fe factories, ordinary Pokéblocks are already produced through assembly-liomation.
Although Natsume didn’t pn to replicate their methods, he knew he’d need a bigger room to meet the needs of the Pokémon on his farm.
“Fur.”
“Brii.”
Sitting cross-legged on the floor, Natsume began unpag the items from the box one by one.
Beside him, Furret and Butterfree helped ahe tents.
Apart from various Berries, there were a few strange devices and small packets.
Furret’s ears twitched as its big tail swayed behind it.
It was trying its best to uand the purpose of these items.
Berries were for eating—but what about the rest?
Tableware, maybe?
Furret was pletely baffled.
After unpag everything, Natsume casually pushed the box aside.
Notig this, Butterfree used its psychic abilities to move the empty box into the adjat ste room while ly anizing the Berries and equipment.
“Okay, time to make some Pokéblocks! Are you ready, Butterfree?”
Natsume gnced around the tidy room and nodded with satisfa.
While the workspace would iably get messy ter, a enviro alut him in a good mood.
“Brii!”
Butterfree nodded enthusiastically, ready to assist.
It had helped Natsume with Pokéblock-making before and was already familiar with the process.
Just as Natsume was about to say something, he noticed Furret gazing at him expetly.
Newers always hoped to be assigasks so they wouldn’t feel awkward standing around.
After a moment’s thought, Natsume said:
“Furret, could you do me a favo tell Buneary t over the Berries I prepared earlier.
Theo the farmnd a Sandshrew know the seeds have arrived.”
“Furr!!”
Hearing its instrus, Furret’s eyes lit up. Its ears perked like antennas receiving a signal.
With an eager cry to show its uanding, it darted out at full speed.
This is my first task from Natsume—I must do it perfectly!
Watg Furret dash off, Natsume chuckled and began preparing to make Pokéblocks.
First, the Berries were washed, chopped, and pitted.
The juice was extracted, and the leftover pulp filtered out.
The juice was theo settle while redients were prepared.
The small room buzzed with activity as Natsume worked.
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Meanwhile, after inf Buneary, Furret ran to the farmnd to find Sandshrew.
Determio plete its task quickly, it even used Quick Attack.
In a nearby patch of grass, a Zigzagoon heard a strange sound.
Looking up, it saink-and-white blur streak past like a low-flyieor.
The resulting gust of wind swept Zigzagoon into the air.
For a moment, Zigzagoon’s mind filled with a sihought:
Mom, I fly!
Unfortunately, it was just an illusion.
With a resounding thud, Zigzagoon nded face-first on the ground.
Rolling onto its back, it stared bnkly at the sky.
“What just happened?”
After a few seds, Zigzagoon sprang to its feet.
It must’ve been those Pooa again! Just you wait—I’m getting my gang!
Snarling, Zigzagoon dashed home to rally its brothers for a showdown.
Don’t ask whether we win. The important thing is that our spirit won’t be defeated!
If we lose today, we’ll fight again tomorrow! Always stay ready for battle!
Five versus three—we have the advantage!
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he farmnd, Sandshrew frowned as it examined a patch of earth.
Sure, having nd to dig up was great, but wasn’t this supposed to be farmnd?
Shouldn’t there be crops or something?
There’s a saying: “No such thing as overworked nd, only overworked oxen.”
But Sandshrew felt that if this tihe nd might actually give out before it did.
Just as Sandshrew was lost in thought, a pink blur raced toward it from the distance.
“Fur! Fur!”
Furret arrived, shouting:
“Natsume said the seeds have arrived—he needs you to head back!”
Hearing this, Sandshrew’s eyes lit up.
It curled into a ball and unched into a high-speed spin.
Furret, having stopped abruptly from its sprint, watched Sandshrew zoom past in a blur, its face full of fusion.
“Fur?”
Oh well, no time to think—I o get back to Natsume.
Shaking its head, Furret quickly followed Sandshrew bae.
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In the workshop, Natsume’s first batch of Pokéblocks for the farm was ready.
The fragrant aroma of fresh Berries filled the room, mingling with the steam rising from the finished product.
Today’s work: plete.
Gcell
