My Pokémon Story of Seasons

Chapter 343 Ranch General Earth Platform Tortoise

The afternoon sun grew increasingly intense, but the shade under the trees offered a cool and pleasant respite.

After sharing the honey-glazed rice dumplings, the Pokémon each found a place to nap or play.

"Phew, that was delicious."

It still has to be carbs, I'm feeling a bit sleepy after eating—

Tong Hua brewed herself another pot of hot tea with satisfaction, and after one sip, all her drowsiness vanished.

"Phew—Speaking of which, I wonder how Lucario and the others' tour group is doing now."

Judging from the postcards they sent back a few days ago, it seems they've arrived in the Carlos region? They'll probably go to Miare.

I really envy them. I also want to go to a big city and see the world.

"Never mind, let's get back to work."

Tong Hua snapped out of her thoughts and started clearing the tableware, but before she knew it, her gaze fell on the forest turtle in the distance.

The Forest Turtle has indeed grown larger recently, appearing several sizes bigger than when it first evolved a few months ago.

In Tong Hua's earliest memories, when he first transmigrated half a year ago, he was just a small turtle, slightly larger than a washbasin.

Now evolved into a forest tortoise, its size is almost that of a small car, with a thick and hard carapace, and the small tree on it is even more lush.

The leaves are so abundant that they can even attract some wild Pokémon to build nests and live there.

"Forest turtle," Tong Hua walked over and patted its thick shell, "Are you going to the fields again this afternoon?"

"Game".

The forest tortoise nodded, its gaze fixed on the lush green field.

That was his domain, the place where he felt most comfortable.

Tong Hua smiled and said, "Okay, I'll help too."

The afternoon work in the fields began.

Tong Hua and the fairy tale expedition team were responsible for checking the growth of the crops, recording which ones needed to be replanted and which ones were ready for harvest.

The forest tortoise strolled leisurely between the ridges of the field, sometimes stopping to sniff the soil, and sometimes slightly opening its mouth to exhale a moist breath carrying the fragrance of grass and trees.

Several wild tortoises flew over and greeted the forest tortoises in a very casual manner.

"Game".

The forest tortoise nodded in response and then went back to its work.

"Muk~"

These Mukers aren't strictly speaking wild; they're practically old acquaintances of the forest turtles.

As mentioned earlier, some Pokémon have built nests on the back of the Grovyle, and these Pokémon refer to these Stark Pokémon.

"Oh my god!"

The Mukeel landed lightly on the small trees of the Tortoise Shell in the forest, chirping away, while Sweet Cold Queen stood to the side, arms crossed, shaking her head in disdain.

"Fine, as long as you don't provoke me, you can do whatever you want."

Anyway, the forest tortoise didn't say anything.

The forest tortoises didn't seem to care at all; in fact, they seemed to enjoy it.

The sapling on his back had grown exceptionally lush and strong due to the long-term influence of the grassy field techniques, and even needed to be pruned regularly so as not to affect his movements.

It's perfectly normal for such bushes to attract bird Pokémon that like to nest.

"Game".

The forest tortoise ignored the murks on its back and walked straight to the edge of a tomato field.

The tomatoes have begun to bear fruit, but the fruits are still small and green, hidden under the leaves.

The forest tortoise stood firmly on its four limbs, the small tree on its back moved without wind, and the lush green grass spread out once more.

The tomato plants, bathed in the glow of the light, seemed to be infused with vitality, their leaves becoming even shinier.

The unripe little fruits swelled slowly at a visible rate, their color gradually changing from green to pale yellow, and then showing a faint blush.

Tong Hua watched from the side, amazed.

The forest tortoise's control over the grassy terrain is becoming more and more exquisite; this is a testament to the power of practice.

"The forest turtle is really amazing," Tong Hua said sincerely.

"Game." The forest tortoise lowered its head somewhat shyly, but its eyes were bright.

Receiving Tong Hua's approval is one of the things that makes him happiest.

A few hours later, the day's work was basically over.

Tong Hua straightened up, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and looked at the vibrant field in front of him, feeling a great sense of accomplishment.

The forest tortoise lay on the grass a little further away, its huge body like a sturdy little mountain, the small tree on its back rustling in the evening breeze, and a few moogles darting in and out of the branches.

"Forest tortoise, do you think you'll keep growing?"

Tong Hua walked over, leaned against his damp carapace, and casually asked.

"Game—" The forest tortoise itself was a little confused.

Of course he wanted to become stronger. He had figured it out months ago when he first evolved: he wanted to use his evolved power to better build the ranch.

But if I really keep growing up without end, sooner or later I might not even be able to step into the greenhouse I live in now.

What will happen then? Won't it mean I can no longer live under the same roof as Tong Hua?

"Let nature take its course."

Tong Hua noticed his worry and reached out to pat his strong forelimbs. "No matter what you become, you will always be an important member of our family."

At worst, I'll build you a more spacious shed later, or—”

He looked up at the increasingly lush shrub on the turtle's back in the forest, "Why don't we build you a pavilion by the field, no, an ecological park! So you can stay here comfortably all the time."

"Game!"

The forest tortoise nodded vigorously, feeling much more at ease.

The summer breeze brings a touch of coolness, as well as the comforting scent of soil and crops.

The forest tortoise took a deep breath, slowly stood up, and prepared to do its usual final inspection of the fields before evening.

He took a step, his strong limbs firmly planted on the soft ridges of the field, leaving deep and shallow footprints.

Each step was firm and powerful, the sapling on his back swayed gently with each step, and a few moogles chirped as they flew up and landed back among the branches.

The forest tortoise walked to the center of the field, the place he knew best. Every inch of soil had been nourished by his countless grassy fields, and every crop had sprouted, grown, and matured under his care.

He stopped and lowered his head slightly.

Tong Hua stood on the edge of the field, watching this scene.

He suddenly felt that the forest tortoise possessed an indescribable harmony with this land, as if it were an extension of it.

A part that grows from the land.

"I have to draw this."

Tong Hua casually took out his magic wand and magic book from his backpack and began to draw in the air.

The forest turtle closed its eyes.

He could feel the soil beneath his feet, the subtle stretching and entanglement of crop roots in the mud, and the message brought by the breeze as it brushed against each leaf, a message mixed with the sweet fragrance of ripe fruit.

He relaxed, breathing naturally, imprinting all the smells of the fields deeply into his mind.

Suddenly, the small tree on my back began to move without any wind.

At the same time, the forest turtle's body is also undergoing changes.

His limbs became thicker and stronger, and his claws dug deep into the soil as if to take root.

Its carapace slowly rose, becoming wider and thicker. Its neck lengthened, its head grew larger, and the last trace of childishness faded from its eyes.

He has evolved.

"Um?"

Tong Hua, who was standing nearby, immediately noticed something was wrong. The forest turtle's size suddenly increased, but no evolutionary light appeared on its body.

However, he did indeed evolve.

Tong Hua put down the magic staff, and the outline that had just been drawn in the air instantly froze.

He rushed to the side of the forest tortoise—no, it should be called the earth-platform tortoise now—and stared wide-eyed at the enormous creature before him.

There was no dazzling light of evolution, no sign of violent energy fluctuations; everything unfolded naturally, like the first snowflake melting in spring, like ripe fruit falling naturally.

"Gah—Mei?"

The earth turtle opened its eyes, and its field of vision suddenly increased, making everything around it seem smaller.

The earth turtle turned its head somewhat blankly, and the first thing it saw was Tong Hua's upturned face, which was full of surprise.

"Tortoise! ​​You—you've evolved!" Tong Hua's voice was full of excitement.

"Gameh—" the Earth Platform Turtle roared, its voice deeper and more resonant than ever before.

He tried to move his limbs, his body heavy yet filled with an unprecedented sense of power.

The small shrub on his carapace had now transformed into a real, giant tree, its roots intertwined with his flesh and blood.

The tree canopy is tall and graceful, casting a large, comfortable shade under the scorching sun.

"Muk!"

The little moogles that had been living there flew up in alarm, circling and chirping around his enormous new body.

The earth turtle tilted its head slightly and exhaled a gentle breath toward them.

The murks quickly realized what was happening, and after a brief moment of surprise, they chattered away as they landed back among the more lush foliage.

Tong Hua stepped forward and placed his palm on the warm, rough skin of the earth turtle's forelimb. "Is the lack of evolutionary light—a natural consequence, a matter of course?"

"As expected of our farming master."

"Game!"

The earth turtle lowered its head and gently nuzzled Tong Hua's shoulder with its massive head.

He looked at the fertile fields he had nurtured with his own hands, then looked back at his other companions who had come running from the ranch after hearing his voice.

Chinchilla, Sweet Cold Queen, Orion, Totoro —

Everyone stared in astonishment at the Earth Tortoise, whose size had increased dramatically after its evolution.

On August 1st, the peaceful life of Fairy Tale Ranch will undergo an unexpected change with the birth of the great earth tortoise—