"Wow, this is amazing!"
"So delicious!"
Su Feng and Xiao Da exclaimed in unison after downing their glasses of milk.
[Is it really that good? My neighbor's kid is drooling through the screen.]
[I'm that neighbor's kid. Can confirm.]
[Ah, the joy of milk. Truly a delicacy.]
[I can practically smell the creaminess from here!]
Miltank milk was sweet, fragrant, and perfectly balanced—never cloying, just pure delight.
"As you can see, Miltank milk needs no additives. It's ready to drink straight from the source," Su Feng explained. "It's the ultimate health drink for kids, elders, or anyone recovering. But don't overdo it—too much could turn you into a Miltank-shaped balloon."
[Watching humans and Pokémon coexist like this is so wholesome. Feels unreal after all the chaos before.]
[Doesn't Miltank mind being milked? They're sentient beings!]
[Miltank: I'm fine with it.]
"Miltank actually want to be milked," Su Feng clarified. "They produce 20 liters daily. If left un-milked, they'd get painfully swollen. Humans' dexterous hands are a godsend for them. In a way, Miltank are even more symbiotic with us than Mareep."
Xiao Da, raised around her father's business savvy, caught on quickly. "You want Dad to raise Miltank too, don't you?"
"Exactly." Su Feng grinned. "Miltank don't evolve, so they'll keep producing milk indefinitely. They're low-maintenance, sturdy, and strong enough to protect your family if needed."
"Feng…" Xiao Da's eyes shimmered with gratitude.
[Feng's a real one!]
[Wild Pokémon threats? Let Miltank handle them!]
[Bro's handing out cash cows (literally) for free!? Respect.]
"Plus, I get unlimited Miltank milk now."
Xiao Da: "…" Give back my tears, you jerk!
A honk interrupted the moment as Jin returned with the SUV. "Nice. Having a milk party without me?"
Xiao Da stuck out her tongue playfully.
"How did you—" Su Feng spotted Jin's phone streaming the live feed. (Kids, don't text and drive.)
"Safety first, Jin. 'Drive carelessly, mourn twice.'"
Xiao Da handed Jin a fresh glass of milk. He chugged it in one go.
BURP.
Su Feng: "…"
Xiao Da: "…"
"Could you be less… rustic?"
"Rustic wins wars." Jin shrugged. "Besides, the chat loves it."
Su Feng glanced at the screen:
[That burp echoed through the ages!]
[A burp for the history books!]
[Move over, ancient poets—Jin's belch is art!]
"…Are you bots?" Su Feng muttered.
"Regardless, this milk's gold." Jin rubbed his chin. "Mind if I invest too?"
"If Mr. Da's okay with it—"
"Dad's totally okay!" Xiao Da cut in.
Another deal was struck—same 4-3-3 split.
But first, Su Feng crouched before the Miltank leader. "Would your herd like to relocate? Fresh pastures, daily milking, and these treats." He shook a jar of Pokéblocks. "All we ask is some milk and occasional protection. Deal?"
"Moo-moo!" The Miltank nodded eagerly.
An hour later, the trio led the Miltank to Mr. Da's ranch. He'd already cleared space, moving yaks to make room.
"They'll want for nothing," Mr. Da promised, signing the agreement with gusto.
Yet as they prepared to leave, Su Feng eyed Xiao Da. "Why are you still here?"
"You'd get lost without me," she said smugly. "The nearest water source is tricky."
Su Feng sighed. "Stay close if wild Pokémon show up. Haunter and Combusken will guard you."
Xiao Da nodded, feigning obedience.
An hour later, they reached the watering hole—a bustling hub of Pokémon activity, just as Xiao Da had promised.