The weather erfect, with sunlight streaming down.
Days had passed since Paul left Oreburgh City, heading toward the location of his gym challenge.
The two closest Gyms to Oreburgh were the Grass-type Gym ierna City and the Steel-type Gym in ave City.
Paul po challehe Pastoria City Gym after these, then take a ferry directly to ave City for his gym battle. Along the way, he could also visit the renowned Iron Isnd to train, before taking another ferry to a town near Snowpoint City to prepare for the gym there.
This route was chosen with careful sideration. By the time he reached Pastym, he should have either a Water-type or Flying-type Pokémon, ensuring he could handle any unforeseen circumstances.
At this moment, on an open field, Paul sat cross-legged iation. Nearby, a Pokémon egg rested inside an incubator, while Blissey tis role as team medic, assisting Pokémon training with a gravity device.
Within the gravity field, Gible was locked in an intetle with its big bro, Elekid, seeking to grow strohrough bat.
Ursaring, unusually, was not participating itle. Instead, it stood at the edge of the field, holding a fiery red Fme Orb in one paw while repeatedly practig its Fire Punch with the other.
Ursaring was undergoing a rather uraining regimen.
It is well-known that when Pokémon use moves, uhey have i drawbacks, they typically expend energy without harming themselves. For instance, a dual Rock- and Bug-type Pokémon like Armaldo use Aqua Jet without being harmed by its own water. Simirly, in the movie, the Red Ge’s self-geed fmes from Fme Charge caused it no harm.
Paul, however, was doing the opposite—training Ursaring to iself with its own Fire Punch. Through persistent effort, Ursaring aimed to iionally burn itself, thus activating its Guts ability.
Though the cept sounded simple, execution was anything but, to harm itself with Fire Punch, Ursaring first needed immense power behind the move and precise trol over its energy. Only by mastering both it could cause self-inflicted burns.
Currently, Ursaring was struggling with both aspects.
Fortunately, it had the Fme Orb provided by Paul.
With the Fme Orb’s power as a guide, Ursaring could signifitly improve both its Fire Punch’s strength and its trol over fire.
At this pace, success was only a matter of time.
Time passed as the Pokémon trained. Just as Paul was about to open his eyes and move on to the raining target, he felt a faint, peculiar wave of energy nearby.
The wave was weak and monotone, like the exploratory pulse of a newbory, actally brushing against Paul before fading away.
Paul focused, attempting to se more clearly. But before he could delve deeper, the wave disappeared, leaving calm in its wake.
“A faint pulse...”
Opening his eyes, Paul gnced around and finally directed his gaze to the Pokémon egg resting silently in the incubator beside him.
Retrieving the egg from the incubator, he trated, trying to ses interior.
Thump... Thump...
A barely audible heartbeat emerged from within the egg, signaling the formation of a new life. Its unique pulse and aura had begun to ge subtly.
“A Pokémoive to energy and psychic waves? Could it be a Psychic-type?”
In the Kantion, several species were known for their psychic abilities—Abra, Exeggcute, Psyduck... However, just from this faint impression, Paul couldn’t determine okémon was ihe egg.
“If it’s a Psychic-type Pokémon, it might have the potential to learn the move Gravity.”
Uhe games, reality wasn’t bound by rigid meics or data straints. With effort and ialent, many Pokémon could learn moves that might seem impossible in theory.
For example, even non-starter Pokémon could master moves like Bst Burn or Frenzy Pnt uhe right circumstances. Simirly, a Psychic-type Pokémon might not only heal with its abilities but also learn Gravity with enough training.
Blissey, while reliable, wasn’t Paul's own Pokémon and couldn’t stay with him indefinitely. Its use of Gravity was sistent but limited in iy.
If Paul could raise a Pokémon with a strong Psychic aptitude to learn Gravity, he could create a personal gravity training device without relying on Blissey.
And if a Pokémon were hatched under heightened gravity ditions, would it emerge stronger or more talehan usual?
With this thought, Paul instinctively turned his gaze to Blissey, who was currently maintaining the gravity field. Without hesitation, he picked up the egg and approached it.
“Blissey." Paul instructed, “reduce the gravity to the lightest setting, just enough to notice a difference.”
“Blissey!”
Blissey, assuming Paul wahe other Pokémon to rex, chirped cheerfully and adjusted the gravity.
To its surprise, Paul stepped into the gravity field with the egg, sat down, and closed his eyes to focus on the life inside.
“Blissey?”
Blissey tilted its head in fusion, unsure of aul was doing.
Pokémon eggs and their inhabitants are known for their resilience. For example, the Larvitar egg Ash bonded with in the anime endured tless hardships but survived, showg their incredible vitality.
Thus, Blissey wasn’t overly ed about the egg’s safety under mild gravity.
Paul's goal was simple: expose the developing Pokémon to gravity ges and provide a unique form of “prenatal training.”
As long as the gravity remaiable and Blissey provided healing support, the egg’s safety was guaranteed.
Paul wasn’t a true Psychic-type user, but as a traveler with stroal fortitude and a fighter trained in yoga, he had a keen sense for energy, mental strength, and aura.
Even if he couldn’t wield these forces, he could perceive them with precision.
“Use Heal Pulse for a while, then slightly increase the gravity.” Paul instructed.
“Blissey!”
After some observation, Blissey uood Paul's i and carefully followed his instrus.
Heal Pulse stabilized the egg’s life force, while increased gravity strengthes resilience.
“Heal Pulse. Gravity increase.”“Blissey!”“Heal Pulse. A bit stronger.”“Blissey!”
And so, this peculiar form of prenatal training tinued.
The sight of Paul sitting iation with the egg in his arms was bizarre, to say the least.
By now, the wider gravity field had dissipated, leaving only a localized zone around Blissey.
Nearby, Gible and Elekid, both battered from their training, paused to observe.
“What’s going on?” Gible blinked, looking to Elekid for answers.
“They’re obviously hatg the egg.” Elekid replied fidently.
“Really?”
“Of course. Why else would they be holding an egg? Pying with it?”
“You’re so smart, big bro!”
Elekid puffed up with pride.
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