On a new morning, Icarus released the two Zubat and the Spearow from their Poké Balls.
Of course, Bellsprout immediately greeted them with a large cloud of Sleep Powder, so there were no surprises.
After giving the three Pokémon some water, Icarus carefully checked their conditions. Seeing no serious issues, he returned them to their Poké Balls.
"The first Zubat looks a little weak. It probably hasn't eaten properly for two days. I'll feed it some more insect blood."
After thinking for a moment, he released the first Zubat, took out the stored Bug-type meat, squeezed it, and collected a bowl of insect blood to feed it.
After handling that, he brought Bellsprout to the open space.
"Alright, Bellsprout. Today's training goal is to fully master Poison Powder. Are you confident?"
"Sprout! Sprout!"
Bellsprout puffed up proudly, as if to say it was a trivial matter.
After all, traces of poison energy had already appeared in its previous Sleep Powder. It could feel that true mastery was close.
"I know you're almost there," Icarus said with a smile. "So today we'll speed things up. You'll have two poison sacs for breakfast."
"Sprout?"
Usually it was only one per meal.
"Because your poison energy has increased noticeably, but hasn't reached its limit yet. We need to push it a little further. If you feel uncomfortable, spit it out immediately."
His tone was serious.
This was only his theory. There was risk involved—but it should be manageable. After so many poison sacs, Bellsprout's resistance should have improved as well.
"Sprout."
Trusting him, Bellsprout swallowed both poison sacs.
"Sprout—!"
Its face twisted in pain.
"Spit it out if it's too much!" Icarus panicked.
But Bellsprout closed its eyes instead, concentrating on absorbing the energy.
Soon it reopened them.
"Spri spri."
It explained that the taste was simply too bitter this time.
Icarus let out a long breath.
"Good. Then release as much powder as possible into the empty bottles this morning. And try to mobilize your poison energy fully each time."
He handed over two large empty bottles.
"Spri…"
Looking at the bottles nearly half its height, Bellsprout looked helpless—but still carried them to the training area.
"Sprout!"
Purple-tinged powder began filling the bottles.
Meanwhile, Icarus began his own physical training.
In this world, trainers relied heavily on Pokémon feedback to improve physically—but daily exercise helped convert that potential into real strength.
He firmly believed that even against an average Normal-level trainer who neglected physical conditioning, he would still have the advantage in close combat.
By noon, he brought two more poison sacs.
"Spri!"
Bellsprout swallowed them quickly this time and immediately stuffed meat into its mouth to suppress the bitterness.
After lunch, it proudly presented a full bottle of powder.
The color was clearly darker.
"Excellent," Icarus praised. "After a short rest, we'll continue."
After resting, Bellsprout requested two more poison sacs.
It felt the poison energy inside its body was approaching a critical threshold.
"Are you sure?" Icarus asked seriously.
"Spri spri."
"Alright. But we rest first."
Soon, Bellsprout fell asleep.
However, Icarus quietly slipped out.
"It's good that it has this determination… but just in case."
He bought an antidote and returned, placing it nearby before lying back down.
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When the alarm rang again, he handed over two poison sacs carefully.
"If you feel uncomfortable, spit them out immediately. Understand?"
"Spri~"
Bellsprout swallowed them.
Almost instantly, faint purple energy surfaced around its body.
"Sprout—!"
It rushed toward the backyard.
"Bellsprout!"
Icarus grabbed the antidote and chased after it.
"Sprout!"
A large cloud of deep purple powder burst into the air.
"Zzzzt—"
The grass beneath began to wither slightly upon contact.
Icarus accidentally inhaled a small amount.
Coldness spread through his body. His head spun. His blood felt sluggish.
He immediately sprayed some antidote into his mouth and retreated.
"I didn't expect Poison Powder to be this effective on ordinary humans…"
Looking at the slightly corroded grass, he was shocked.
Soon, Bellsprout, now fully in control, walked over awkwardly.
"Spri…"
"It's fine," Icarus laughed, patting its head. "You gave me a huge surprise."
"This isn't just an upgraded version of Sleep Powder. It even has mild corrosive properties."
"Spri spri!"
"Alright. This afternoon, we'll store your Poison Powder in this stainless-steel container."
He fetched a metal tank.
"From now on, two poison sacs per meal."
This meant his alloy throwing knives could now be coated safely—since alloy wouldn't corrode easily.
Their offensive capability had increased once again.
(End of Chapter 55)
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