"Okay, put that over here, move this over there, hang this up here, alright! That's it!"
Hisoka lay on the beach chair, sunglasses on his eyes with a glass of orange juice in his hand. At the same time, he was supervising the workers on the private beach.
Two Machoke was lifting two large sandbags on a large steel pipe under their trainer's instructions. After seeing that they had finished installing the sandbags, Hisoka took out an envelope from his bag and walked toward them.
"Hello, boss. We're done," a man in a yellow vest came in front of Hisoka. Clearly, he was the leader of this group of workers.
Hisoka handed the envelope with a smile and said, "This is your pay."
"By the way, take them out for a drink. I added some bonus for their good work," Hisoka motioned his head to the other workers.
The man opened the envelope and was stunned after seeing the stack of cash inside.
"Thank you for your generosity, boss," the man smiled happily.
Then, he turned toward his worker and shouted, "Well then, let's finish it up, boys. Hisoka is going to treat us to a drink later. Come on!"
"Thanks, boss!"
"Yeah!"
Many workers started yelling in excitement after hearing what their manager had said just now.
It took the workers only several minutes to clean up the mess left by them on the beach, leaving only several pieces of training equipment. Hisoka had rented them from a company specializing in Gym equipment.
Hisoka had a plan to let Rhydon train using this training equipment to correct and adapt some of the bad habits that he had learned as a wild Pokemon.
"Come out, everyone!"
Three Pokeballs flew in the air. Accompanied by several popping sounds, Kirlia, Weavile, and Rhydon appeared in front of Hisoka.
Kirlia and Weavile landed gently on the ground. But when the four-meters tall Rhydon landed, the ground shook slightly.
Boom!
Two large footprints were left on the beach.
"Rhydon!"
Rhydon, which had been staying inside the Pokeball for a whole day, couldn't but roar in excitement as soon as it saw the blue sky again. Then, he saw Hisoka and the others were looking at him amusingly. He scratched the back of his head in embarrassment as Hisoka and the others let out a laugh.
Hisoka picked up the wooden basket beside him and walked in front of his Pokemon, and said, "Eat up, guys. I know you are hungry."
While saying that, Hisoka took out several large plates of steaks from the basket.
"Don't worry, Kirlia. I also brought your favorite berry salad," Hisoka added after seeing the vexed look on Kirlia's face.
"Thanks!" Kirlia let out a happy smile.
"Slurp!"
Rhydon swallowed a mouthful of saliva while looking at the steaks on his plate.
Meanwhile, Weavile couldn't help any longer as she cut the steak using her claw before eating the slices, enjoying her meal.
...
Several minutes later, Rhydon and Weavile were sitting on the ground as they rubbed their belly in satisfaction. Kirlia was still slowly eating her meal as she sat at the table, looking like the epitome of elegance and nobility.
"Rhydon! Come over here," Hisoka shouted, beckoning his hand toward him.
Wild Pokemon usually grow a lot of parasites and bacteria, so the first thing a trainer does after capturing them is not to train them but to give them a thorough wash.
On the ground was a large bucket of water mixed with antibacterial disinfectant soap. Hisoka put on a white mask, holding a spray and a brush in both hands.
Since Rhydon was too tall, Hisoka had also rented a platform lift to make it easier for him to scrub Rhydon's body clean.
Hisoka stood on the elevator, patted Rhydon's head, and said, "Sit on the ground for me, big guy. And stay put."
"Rhydon!"
Rhydon nodded his head obediently.
First, Hisoka sprayed Rhydon's body using hot water. Rhydon hummed in comfort as the hot water removed the thick dirt from his hide. Then, Hisoka slowly poured the water mixed with soap from the bucket onto Rhydon's whole body.
Luckily, Rhydon was not really afraid of water. If it was an ordinary Rhydon, it would already run away. Bathing a Pokemon had never been an easy thing to do.
Water and Grass-type Pokemon are fine most of the time. They like to bathe the most. But for Fire, Ground, Rock, and Electric-type Pokemon, it was really hard to wash them with water. They simply abhorred showering, just like the cats back on Earth.
After rinsing Rhydon's body with disinfectant, Hisoka took the steel brush and began to scrub Rhydon's body clean, including the crevice on his rocky plates. His skin was composed of a hard-coated stratum corneum, which was thick and compact, acting like armor.
Hisoka slowly brushed Rhydon's body clean as dirt, dead skin, and small insects fell on the ground. As a Pokemon that had been living in the wild without any companions, his body was really dirty.
Hisoka used five buckets of water mixed with soap to wash Rhydon three times, cleaning every nook and cranny of his body.
After washing him with warm water, Hisoka applied a special skin-care oil all over Rhydon's body. Then, he used a piece of sandpaper to smooth the sharp parts of Rhydon's rocky plates.
He also ground the thick dead skin that hadn't fallen off during the wash just now. After that, Hisoka gave Rhydon another wash before applying a polishing cream on his armor plates.
"Rhydon!"
Hisoka wiped the sweat off his face and smiled in happiness after seeing the contented expression on Rhydon's face.
It took him two whole hours to clean and wash Rhydon's body. Hisoka finally lay down on the beach, exhausted. Still, he was feeling happy after finishing his work.
After a thorough wash, Rhydon's appearance had improved massively. Under the sunlight's reflection, the gray armor on his body shined a silvery light.
Under the same strength and power, why trained Pokemon were always stronger than wild Pokemon? Regular exercise was the first point. The second point is nutrition. The third point is the mentality. Many trained Pokemon had a much better psychological state than the wild Pokemon.
Rhydon felt the changes in his psyche deeply. It had never felt so relaxed as it was today. He felt like he was reborn from the ashes. While Hisoka was resting on the ground, a flicker of admiration appeared in Rhydon's eyes as he gazed at the human in front of him.
...
Rhydon's daily meals mainly consisted of Nutrition Pokeblock. Hisoka also added some beef and berries to his diet to help supplement the protein and vitamins Rhydon's body needed.
With these ten bags of Salac berries and the other extra ingredients, it was enough for Hisoka to make a lot of Nutrition Pokeblock. At least for this month, Hisoka didn't need to worry about Rhydon's food problem anymore.
Bang!
Bang!
On the beach, the large sandbag was hit by a punch, knocking it back several meters. It released a loud thumping sound every time it was hit.
Bang!
Bang!
While Hisoka was punching the sandbag in front of him, Hisoka shouted at the Rhydon, who was standing next to him, "Use your lower strength! Don't just use your arm. Remember, the power comes from the legs first!"
"Rhydon!"
Rhydon uttered a loud cry as he hit the sandbag in front of him with a straight punch. Under the great force, the sandbag was flung into the air before falling down and slamming back on his face.
"Don't stare at the bag all the time. Instead, learn to rely on your senses to dodge the attack," Hisoka added.
"Wu!"
Rhydon's cried softly as he rubbed his nose in pain.
Hisoka punched the sandbag, knocking it back before falling back toward him. Instead of being hit by the sandbag, he side-stepped it, easily avoiding the sandbag's impact.
Hisoka was training Rhydon how to box, trying to correct the bad habits he developed in the wild. What he needed was not only a tank that could only resist and attack but also a tank that could avoid some fairly obvious attacks.
No matter how strong Rhydon's defense was, it would always fall after being hit by a certain number of attacks. Just relying on defense and not caring about any attacks was stupid, in Hisoka's view.
Hisoka needed to instill the importance of dodging in Rhydon's thick head.
When watching the training videos of boxing champion Tyson's peak events in his previous life, Hisoka was often amazed that a heavyweight boxer could have such amazing agility. He was also shocked by the fast response of Tyson. No matter how fast the opponent's punch was, Tyson was always a step ahead of his opponent.
Tyson, in his prime, was simply unstoppable. His ability to dodge punches, combined with those massive hooks, made quick work of his opponents.
On the other hand, Rhydon's large size basically made him a huge living target.
Hisoka didn't expect Rhydon to be able to evade all attacks, but learning boxing can greatly improve his response-ability and dodge many unnecessary attacks.
And if Rhydon managed to complete this training, his overall combat effectiveness will have a qualitative improvement at this time.
Weavile had been following Hisoka for almost two months. While he was training Rhydon, she didn't slack off her training. Rather, she put on her weight-training bracelets and went surfing at sea, honing her coordination ability.
Kirlia accompanied Feebas to play at the beach. According to Hisoka's instructions, she should use telepathy to encourage Feebas's confidence, letting her come out of her shell.
"Come on, don't be afraid of being hit. You are covered in thick armor. What are you afraid of? It's just small bruises," Hisoka shouted hoarsely.
Rhydon was full of grievances. He didn't know why his kind and gentle friend suddenly became so fierce. While he was contemplating his current situation, the sandbag that it hit slammed onto his face again.
"Bang!"
Rhydon covered his nose with his hand and sat on the ground heavily. After that, no matter how much Hisoka shouted, he refused to move his butt and continue his training.
Hisoka stood on the ground with his hand on his hips, staring at the sulking Rhydon. Who would have thought that such a large Pokemon had a temper of a three years old child? They only progressed a little even after training for the whole evening.
Still, Hisoka had to admit that Rhydon had an excellent physical quality. His size, which was larger than his peers, gave him a powerful strength and terrifying defense, despite his lower intelligence.
Hisoka took a deep breath. He didn't blame Rhydon for being bad-tempered. He thought that he was probably being too hasty and demanding. Perhaps it was due to his high expectation for Rhydon. When he suddenly didn't meet his requirements, it made his mood a little unstable, causing him to lash out at his new friend, Rhydon.
...
The sun was setting as the twilight approached. The soft glowing light over the horizon painted an orange hue on the surroundings.
Hisoka sat beside the sulking Rhydon. He let out a small laugh after seeing the aggrieved look in his eyes.
"What's the matter? Are you still angry?" Hisoka asked.
"Rhydon!"
Rhydon roared and turned his head toward the side, ignoring Hisoka. He wasn't really afraid of the training, but he was scared by the angry shout of Hisoka just now. It made him feel uneasy.
"I apologize. I shouldn't have yelled at you before. It's my fault," Hisoka said sincerely.
"I promised not to shout or get angry or yell at you."
"Rhydon?"
Rhydon understood what Hisoka said just now and slowly turned around. He then raised six fingers, saying something intelligible, and pointed to his belly.
"Roar?" He looked at Hisoka questioningly.
"Eh?" Hisoka couldn't understand what Rhydon had said just now. Except for Kirlia, he mostly can guess what his Pokemon said to him after being with them for a certain amount of time.
Although he wasn't really sure if every Pokemon had this talent, they seemed to be able to understand the human language even if they couldn't speak it.
At this time, Kirlia came over with Feebas in her arms and said, "He said he wanted to eat six large plates of steaks before forgiving you."
"No problem!" Hisoka said.
This was only a small problem for Hisoka. He rather cooked Rhydon his favorite meal rather than affecting the relationship between them.
Then, Rhydon slowly stretched out his right fist. Seeing this, Hisoka showed a smile and stretched out his fist. This was a gesture agreed upon between him and Rhydon.
The two fists gently bumped each other under the setting sun.
...