This is a necessary sacrifice

[Complete the exam and receive 6400 Action Points as a reward]

The bell rang, and Wei Xin, who had already stopped writing, suddenly heard the system's voice in his ear.

6400 action points? He checked the system panel.

[Action Points: 17621 (86400)]

The increased action points are exactly equal to the exam time.

In addition, action points are increasing at a rate of one point per second.

Wei Xin speculated that the system probably gives one draw per day, and additional draws can be obtained after triggering certain extra tasks.

They give you one free draw a day, and you don't need to do daily tasks, which is more generous than some second-hand game developers.

I don't know if I can save up for a 10-pull, or if there's a guaranteed pity system.

Hopefully, the minimum guarantee won't be wrong.

"Dude, I noticed you stopped writing after thirty minutes. Tell me honestly, how did it feel?"

Li Wei moved closer to Wei Xin and asked curiously.

At that time, he was still struggling with Gardevoir's gender. He looked up and found that Wei Xin had turned the test paper upside down and started to close his eyes to rest. He thought that Wei Xin had given up the struggle.

"So-so."

Wei Xin stretched. The test was too easy; he finished it in twenty minutes. He spent the remaining ten minutes checking for possible mistakes. In the end, having nothing else to do, he could only fight the Nightmare God in his dream. He and the Nightmare God were evenly matched; in three minutes, the Nightmare God had hammered him seven times.

The life of a top student is just that simple, unpretentious, and boring.

Li Wei sighed deeply: "Sigh, this year's questions were too difficult. Anyway, I filled in everything I could, which is also a chance for the teacher to give me extra points. I hope he won't be ungrateful."

Li Wei changed the subject and asked, "What did you write for the last question? I wrote Gible and Heartscale."

The last question received no points, leading everyone to speculate that it was a question specifically designed by the school to survey students about the types of Pokémon they wanted.

As long as the answer isn't something outrageous like a nightmare god or the three divine birds, the school should be able to accommodate it.

Surely no one would be stupid enough to write something so outrageous.

"Guess." Wei Xin raised an eyebrow.

For the last question, he did not specify the type of Pokémon.

In this world, Pokémon are no longer cold, lifeless data in a computer, but beings with flesh, emotions, and self-awareness.

He treats almost all Pokémon equally. Besides, trainers can choose their Pokémon, but can Pokémon choose their trainers?

Except for a few extremely unique Pokémon, most Pokémon do not have a choice.

It's good if you encounter an excellent, resourceful, and responsible trainer.

What if you encounter a trainer who lacks ability, competence, and a sense of responsibility, and can't provide resources, yet you still expect Pokémon to help you succeed?

Therefore, Wei Xin's answer is very simple.

Children make choices. I have a cheat code; I like them all.

……

After leaving the examination room, Wei Xin and the other students walked to the school's newly built open-air gymnasium. After the written test, they would have to take a Pokémon battle test.

After all, it's a combat-oriented major. If combat subjects don't test combat skills, it's like physical education students not being tested on physical education. So what are they tested on?

Is it a chemical precipitation?

Then I'll have my Pokémon use Rain Dance to increase the solubility of the sports student.

At the entrance of the gymnasium, two teachers with superhuman strength stood, each holding a stack of lists.

"Next, you will be taking a two-on-one battle test. Please pay attention to the test procedure and precautions."

"Upon entering the stadium, everyone will receive a random Pokémon, whose moves can be changed at the TM."

"However, large-scale skills such as earthquakes and Dragon Star Clusters are prohibited."

"Each person can choose one item from the warehouse. Remember to put it back after you're done using it."

"The exam will be filmed by cameras, and the final score will be determined by the teachers. Next, students whose numbers are called will enter the exam room."

"xxxx011, xxxx514".

"xxxx213, xxxx117".

"..."

Sixty people in a group, divided into thirty groups, and ten minutes later, as soon as the first batch of students stepped out, some of them began to complain.

"This is not fair. Why can my opponent use Garchomp, but I can only use Azminelli? I can't even withstand one Thunder Fang from him."

Amaluril got solo killed by Garchomp, shouldn't you take a look at your own mistakes?

"Why is my Charizard not obeying my commands? Is there something wrong with the Pokémon you provided?"

Ding Zhen immediately recognized that Ding Zhen's trainer level was not high enough; if you're bad, you need to practice more!

"Why was my Flame Ace destroyed by Solar Beam?"

??? Fiery Blaze, against Grass-type Pokémon, start with Scorching Sands, and you've found the only way to lose.

Hearing about the incredible achievements of each student, Wei Xin was speechless.

Thank goodness, it turns out you guys have absolutely no fighting skills. With this level of skill, can you guarantee that the Eastern Alliance can win the world championship?

I suggest being more pragmatic and first understanding Pokémon abilities, tactics, and the philosophy of Pokémon battles.

"xxxx321, xxx007"

"xxxx138..."

After the fourth round of students left, Wei Xin heard his student ID number, casually tossed his hair to reveal a confident forehead, and stepped into the stadium.

Everyone move aside, I'm about to make my move.

The open-air gymnasium has a total of sixty large battle arenas, with thirty used at a time. After a group of students leaves, school staff will bring Rock-type Pokémon to repair the damaged arenas.

Six volunteers stood at the entrance of the sports field, each with a basket containing twenty or thirty baby balls. There was also a white box on the table in front of them, where students would draw cards to determine their playing field and opponents.

"Junior, over here, over here."

As soon as Wei Xin stepped into the gymnasium, he was pulled to a table by an enthusiastic female volunteer.

"Junior, come pick a Pokémon from your senior. I'll let you in on a secret: the Pokémon here are really powerful," the senior whispered in Wei Xin's ear.

"How powerful is he?" Wei Xin asked.

The senior student pointed to the Poké Balls in the basket and introduced them one by one.

"Look, this ball contains Haxorus, this one contains Gliscor, this one contains Steelix, and this one contains Reddra..."

When did the Red-Faced Dragon become allowed to eat at the table?

Senior, just say you want to harm me.

"Ahem, Su Qian, you're essentially revealing the exam content to the test takers, which isn't fair to the other students," a senior student reminded her.

"Hehe, my junior is too handsome and I couldn't resist. I won't do it again."

The senior student smiled, put her hands together, and playfully stuck out her tongue.

"Choose from my basket, otherwise people will accuse us of favoritism and corruption."

The senior student shook the basket in front of him, using a secret technique he had stolen from the cafeteria lady, shaking it in a zigzag motion to deliberately position a red and white ball as close to Wei Xin as possible.

"Wait, you can't use that elf."

Seeing Wei Xin grasp the red and white ball, Su Qian quickly spoke up.

She remembered that it contained a very unremarkable Pokémon, and that she had lost to it not long ago.

Wei Xin held the ball without looking around, a fleeting look of bewilderment crossing his face.

What's wrong? Is there an alpaca with 18 stone slabs inside?

"Sigh, no refunds or exchanges."

The senior student covered the basket and pointed at Wei Xin.

The senior student used a husky's glare.

A guy like you entering the combat profession will only raise the standards for female combat professionals when it comes to choosing a partner.

Therefore, for the sake of the future of all the single male students, please stop here.

This is a necessary sacrifice.

Fine, fine, you're all jealous of my beauty.

"It's alright, senior," Wei Xin smiled, pulled a fortune slip from the box in front of her, and flipped his non-existent bangs with a flamboyant gesture. "Being targeted is a sign of your approval, senior."

The senior student's eyes narrowed into crescent moons as Wei Xin made her giggle.

"I'm used to it." After saying that, Wei Xin stepped into the examination room without looking back, as if he had made up his mind.

Only the senior behind him touched his nose, feeling that there was something on it.

Those of you who know, I was volunteering at the exam hall today and I came across a pair of underwear with an energy-gathering ring. It was really good at showing off.