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Qingwu saw the desire to survive in Arbok's eyes.
"Don't worry, you'll be fine too." Qingwu directly put four Energy Cubes into Arbok's mouth. Arbok suddenly felt a warm current overflowing from its stomach, and the intense pain throughout its body temporarily eased.
After a while, Arbok recovered some of its stamina, and its eyes regained clarity.
"These are Energy Cubes to restore stamina, eat some first." Qingwu put Energy Cubes made from Oran Berries into Arbok's mouth.
Arbok cooperated by swallowing the Energy Cubes.
"Don't worry, I'll wait for you to recover some strength before leaving," Qingwu said, stroking Ekans's big head to comfort it.
Cang's Ekans was very intelligent; Qingwu even saw human wisdom in its eyes.
Ekans couldn't care less about anything else at this moment. It glanced at Qingwu anxiously, its tail making a large movement.
Arbok rolled up the Poké Balls scattered on the ground and released the remaining Pokémon one by one.
Hydreigon, Houndoom, Nidoking, Sharpedo, and Crobat all appeared on the grass.
However, like Ekans, they were all on their last breath, their bodies emaciated, and the toxins from Gracidea had left them critically ill.
Arbok looked at Qingwu with pleading eyes. These were its comrades in battle, and it didn't want to lose any of them.
"Alright, alright, I'll do this good deed," Qingwu sighed and said.
"But I only have Energy Cubes, which can only temporarily relieve the pain. Also, the antidotes for different Pokémon are not the same, but these Energy Cubes can keep you alive for three months. Those are high-grade detoxifying Energy Cubes!"
After Cang's Pokémon burst out of their Poké Balls, they could barely breathe, and each breath carried the faint scent of fresh flowers.
When the scent of fresh flowers became most potent, that was when the Pokémon would die.
"Good, there's still hope," Qingwu knew clearly that it was only a faint floral scent now, and they could still be saved.
"It's a good thing you ran into me. It's a good thing I've researched antidotes," Qingwu mumbled as he put the Energy Cubes into each Pokémon's mouth one by one.
The floral patterns on the Pokémon's bodies gradually faded. Qingwu knew that it was only the toxins lying dormant. If a complete detoxification was needed, then sufficient materials would still be required.
Moreover, after this ordeal, the Pokémon's foundations were damaged. Before their foundations could be repaired, their strength would only continue to weaken.
It was like a wooden bucket full of water; when the bucket was riddled with holes, the water inside would easily leak out.
"Sigh, it seems I'll have to take care of you all for a while," Qingwu treated all of Cang's Pokémon.
The weak Pokémon were fed Energy Cubes, and medicine was applied to their wounds. After completing these tasks, Qingwu returned Cang's Pokémon to their Poké Balls one by one.
All of Cang's Pokémon looked at Qingwu gratefully, silently remembering his kindness.
"Hoo," Qingwu let out a deep breath. Now, looking at Cang, who was breathing steadily, what should he do with this guy?
That night, the bright moon was covered by dark clouds, dim and lifeless. In a cave near a Volcano, a roaring bonfire blazed.
Qingwu took an iron pot, chopped the berries, and put the compressed food from Team Rocket directly into the pot to stew. He stirred it with a spoon and then put the lid on.
This Cave was created by Aron using Secret Power. The moment Aron's Cave opened, countless stone powders surged out like foam, almost choking Qingwu to death.
Qingwu spent a long time cleaning up. Building a secret base in a Rocky Area was simply torture.
Because it was near the Volcanic Area, Qingwu decided to settle down here for a while.
The bonfire burned fiercely. Qingwu periodically added firewood. The food was cooked, emitting a strong aroma.
Qingwu noticed Cang's eyelashes fluttering, indicating that Cang was about to wake up.
"Where am I? Is this heaven?" Cang slowly opened his eyes and carefully examined his emaciated hands.
The patterns on his hands had disappeared, and his body was no longer weak and powerless.
"You're not dead. You're on Trial Island, and your Pokémon are fine," Qingwu poked at the firewood. The roaring bonfire cast a red glow on Qingwu's face.
"You are..." Cang remembered. Wasn't this the first-place finisher of the trial, the next Anbu Leader he had set his sights on?
Cang sat up abruptly, pulled open his clothes, and found that the patterns on his body were gone.
"You cured my poison?" Cang's expression was filled with bewilderment σ(っд;)っ.
"Isn't this poison incurable?" Cang murmured.
"I happened to have encountered this type of poison, so I helped you suppress it. To truly detoxify, you still need specific materials," Qingwu emphasized with a calm expression.
"You saved me. Aren't you afraid I'll kill you?" Cang managed to blurt out after a moment.
"Afraid, terrified," Qingwu's expression remained unfazed.
"And I didn't save you; you just got poisoned, and I happened to know how to suppress it," Qingwu said, handing Cang a bowl of cooked food.
"Rest well and recover your strength." Cang snatched the food Qingwu had cooked and ate it all in a few mouthfuls.
"More," Cang handed the bowl back to Qingwu, signaling for another portion.
"You just recovered; eating too much will upset your stomach," Qingwu directly refused.
"You brat, aren't you afraid I'll make things difficult for you?" Cang's hoarse voice carried a hint of fierceness.
"No, I'm not." Cang looked into Qingwu's clear and bright eyes, which were filled with determination.
"If I die, no one will cure your poison. The death of one trial participant could take down a High-ranking Elite Four; just thinking about it makes me happy."
Qingwu replied directly, stroking Squirtle's smooth and shiny shell in his hand.
"Hahaha, you've got guts. It's been a long time since I heard someone speak like that," Cang laughed, his face crinkling.
"I'm a Pokémon Breeder. If you trust me, find the materials on the list I gave you, and I'll help restore your Pokémon."
Qingwu handed Cang a densely written note.
"After leaving Trial Island, you should be able to find my location," Qingwu said, with a hidden meaning.
Cang took the note, carefully folded it, and tucked it into his black robe.
As a High-ranking Elite Four, he could tell that his Pokémon's physical condition was much better than before.
Then Cang closed his eyes, and after a long period of insomnia, he finally fell into a deep sleep.
When he woke up, he found that Qingwu had already left, leaving him a note.
"Uncle, I'm going out to explore the wild. You can leave this Cave directly. Once you've gathered the materials, come find me, and I'll take care of healing your Pokémon."
Qingwu's flamboyant handwriting took Cang a long time to decipher.
"This brat, I owe you too much," Cang said with a wry smile, feeling more relaxed than he had in a long time.