"Can I go back now?"
After Natsume finished thinking, the Giant Dragonite was still deep in thought. He couldn't help but ask.
*Uuuh~*
The Giant Dragonite shook her head.
"She says she's worried more problems will show up, meow. She wants you to stay for a while and observe."
Natsume's expression twisted. He was the type who wanted to be busy when idle, but wanted to relax when busy.
That was why he loved reading—it felt both busy and idle at the same time.
"Tell her there definitely will be problems, but I'll come back regularly to extract the Gigantamax energy."
Meowth translated. The Giant Dragonite's face grew even more conflicted.
"Forget it." Natsume rubbed his wrist. "I'll give her a full-body checkup first. That way you'll feel more at ease."
To Meowth's shock, Natsume pointed at the ground, and a large pile of instruments appeared on the open floor.
Everything a Pokémon Center had, Natsume's system carried. And what a Pokémon Center didn't have, he often did as well.
Of course, he didn't have some of the rarest lab equipment.
"Have her use the weakest level of Discharge." Natsume held up a modified plug.
Meowth relayed the message. The Giant Dragonite tilted her head, then pressed one of her antennae against the plug.
*Bzzt—* Soon, the complicated instruments all lit up.
The Giant Dragonite curiously stared at the strange pile of machines.
*Uuuh?*
"She's asking what we're doing."
"We're giving the young Dragonite a detailed examination. It'll show us her internal condition clearly."
Natsume turned the computer screen toward them.
Meowth leaned closer, then froze.
"Isn't this just a CT scan, meow?"
"You still want to leave or not?" Natsume glared at Meowth.
*Meow meow meow!* Meowth immediately started bragging about Natsume's *amazing* equipment.
"Alright, have her put the young Dragonite on this bed-like machine."
Natsume pointed at a platform.
Convinced by Meowth's bluffing, the Giant Dragonite carefully placed her child onto the platform.
Though she couldn't understand why, with all those instruments, Natsume was only using this one.
Soon, an internal image of the young Dragonite appeared on the monitor.
"Relax, your child is health—"
Natsume glanced casually, then suddenly froze.
"Uuuh?"
"She's asking what's wrong?" Meowth leaned in nervously.
"Natsume, hurry and say it, meow—what is that?!"
Meowth saw the scan and went completely stiff.
Even as a layman, it could tell something wasn't right.
"I-Isn't her heart and lungs way too big, meow?"
Meowth pointed at the heart—larger than her entire cat body—and lungs shaped like massive horse lungs.
Natsume's gaze lowered.
"What a hassle…" He stood up and stretched lazily.
"Rotom, get ready to record."
His phone Rotom appeared.
Originally, Natsume thought the young Dragonite had no major issues left.
But now that he had discovered this, he couldn't ignore it.
Soon, Natsume was weaving between instruments—adjusting settings, drawing blood, then suddenly pulling out a pan and switching on an induction stove.
Seeing this, the Giant Dragonite's worry deepened even further.
Before long, after all the busyness, Natsume finally finished preparing… *a sandwich*.
"How is it, Meowth? Tastes good, right?"
"I think we're about to get beaten up." Meowth hurriedly stuffed the sandwich into his mouth. After not eating for a whole day, he was starving.
Forget it—better eat first.
*Uuuh!* The giant Dragonite lowered her head, suspiciously staring at Natsume. The pressure of her enormous pupils was overwhelming.
Even without knowing much, she could tell Natsume definitely wasn't just running a check.
"Tell her that a lot of tests take time. The results will be ready in about two hours."
Meowth relayed the message, and only then did the giant Dragonite pull her head back.
Leaning against the machine, Natsume chewed on the sandwich, suddenly missing Brock.
Sigh, it was all because Professor Oak restricted his cooking—every time he used lab equipment to make food, Oak would respond with a sharp explosion.
Natsume quickly finished the sandwich, twitched his nose, and caught a strange smell.
Following it to the cave entrance, the closer he got, the stronger the stench became.
Outside, he found the air thick with smoke.
Within the smoke, Natsume spotted a Gengar.
ITS mouth and nose were stuffed full of spicy sludge, wheezing and puffing smoke.
Natsume: "…"
This stuff was harmless to Poison-type Pokémon and could even slightly enhance their Poison-type moves.
Like Agatha's Gengar, which already had Toxic moves.
So, in a way, he was just training it further.
Agatha probably wouldn't mind… right?
Natsume stayed silent, only telling Gengar to move farther from the cave, then quietly held his nose and went back inside.
Sitting down again, he waited while Baby Dragonite's data results came in.
Gathering the pile of files, Natsume carefully examined them.
The giant Dragonite peeked over several times but didn't dare disturb him.
Natsume's frown deepened.
"Meowth, get ready to translate."
He took a deep breath:
"The condition inside your child's body mainly involves the heart and lungs. The heart's volume has expanded 3.2 times, and the number of alveoli in the lungs has increased fourfold."
"This has both advantages and disadvantages."
The giant Dragonite froze, signaling him to go on.
"Good news first: explosive blood oxygen supply.
"Your child's single blood-pump output reaches 1.8 tons per minute, sustaining **Outrage** for 17 minutes, compared to the normal maximum of 3 minutes.
"When the lungs expand, they can inhale compressed air containing 71% oxygen, extending the range of **Extreme Speed** to 12 kilometers, compared to the normal 1.8 kilometers."
To make sure the giant Dragonite understood, Natsume explained the medical terms using familiar move enhancements.
Dragonite nodded. The benefits didn't matter to her—she wanted to know the downsides.
"Bad news. You'll need to brace yourself.
"First: amyloid-like deposits are forming in the aortic walls. There's an 85% chance the vessels will rupture within three years. Also, excess hemoglobin can't be metabolized, so the skin will constantly secrete rust-colored sweat. That part isn't too serious.
"Second: the overclocked oxygen supply causes free radical buildup. After each surge, cellular telomeres shorten by 0.3%, accelerating aging. But that hardly matters—because before dying of old age, the blood vessels will burst.
"Third: body heat dissipation is 2.5 times greater than normal, requiring a colder environment. Not really a big deal, just leads to excessive sweating."
"Slow down, Meowth! How am I supposed to translate all those technical terms, nya?!" Meowth snapped.
After stumbling through the explanation, the giant Dragonite finally understood her child's condition.
The biggest issue was that the blood vessels couldn't withstand the heart's output—sooner or later, they'd burst.
*Uuuh!!!* The giant Dragonite wailed in grief.
"She's asking if you have any solution, Meowth." Meowth glanced at Natsume, worried.
At this moment, he hoped this researcher was the world's greatest Pokémon doctor.
The threatening part of Dragonite's plea—Meowth conveniently left out.
"There is… a way."
"The heart valve's pressure threshold exceeds 3000 kPa, which could support a plasma thruster.
"The alveoli's nanofiber structure is perfectly compatible with mechanical lungs using fluorocarbon breathing fluid.
"Based on an implanted plasma thruster, I could attempt to use biomimetic materials to construct a second circulatory system connected to other vessels. That would greatly reduce the pressure on the original ones—so they wouldn't rupture."
Natsume shared his hypothesis.
Meowth, who was translating on the side, was going crazy.
Damn it—how was he supposed to put that into words? He barely understood it himself.
After Natsume explained in detail, Meowth wore a strange expression.
The more he listened, the more he felt like Natsume was just making empty promises to the giant Dragonite.
Whatever—right now they were grasshoppers tied to the same rope.
Nodding, Meowth began translating for Dragonite.
The more she heard, the brighter the giant Dragonite's eyes became.
*Wooooh!*
The giant Dragonite called out to Natsume.
Below, Meowth glanced at him with a strange look:
"She says she wants you to become her child's Trainer."
"Huh?" Natsume's face stiffened. He had only meant to propose a theory and then leave the headache to Professor Oak and the others.
"Sorry, but your child's talent is a bit—" Before Natsume could finish, a pair of enormous pupils loomed right in front of him.
"Your child's talent is truly one in a million."
Natsume corrected himself from the heart: "However, I have one condition."
"You must cooperate with Professor Oak and the others on their research into Dynamax."
The giant Dragonite hesitated, weighed it over, and finally nodded.
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