Lillie, I don't want to try anymore.

"Senior, has the name for the freshman competition been decided yet?" Wei Xin asked, turning around after filling out the application for the second course according to the template.

These kinds of competitions usually have a Pokémon-related prefix, such as the Pokémon Cup or Piplup Cup, or they may include the name of the sponsor, such as the Devon Cup, or the name of the region, such as the Shanghai Cup.

If that's the case, why can't it be called the Ralts Cup?

"Ah, the name and sponsor for the competition have been decided. It's called the Little Nebula Cup," my senior sister said.

You can tell who the sponsor is just by hearing the name, Rosamund. Was this part of your plan?

You cold-hearted woman, I will never forgive you.

Reluctantly deleting the four characters "Ralts" and changing them to "Little Nebula," Wei Xin clicked the mouse and submitted an application to the school. Once the application was approved, the Little Nebula Cup Freshman Competition at Shanghai University would officially be on the agenda.

If we win the championship, what kind of reward should we ask the professor for?

Why don't we ask the professor in advance to keep Eevee as our second Pokémon? Although the little one is sulking right now, girls can always be coaxed if you put in the effort.

As for BD failing to win the championship, it's impossible, absolutely impossible.

I have 1,000% confidence in Ralts.

Senpasentou! (Japanese for 1000%)

What do you mean, open champagne at halftime? It's not even halftime yet!

"By the way, senior sister, is there anything wrong with the training plan I wrote?"

After applying for the second course, Wei Xin opened the document and continued his research and writing on the training program for psychic Pokémon.

"It's better written than your senior brother's," the senior sister commented.

Wei Xin's mindless typing on the keyboard and documents was far superior to the other colleagues in the office who would casually type a few words, stroking their chins as if they'd forgotten what they used to do, pondering for ages before finally settling on Ctrl+C and Ctrl+V.

As for the training program, they were just following orders from their superiors and offering some suggestions.

While flipping through the remaining student files, the senior student said, "But we have to hurry, otherwise if we don't make it in time, we'll have to postpone the combat department's teaching activities, and the professor will dock our pay."

"So there's a salary?" Wei Xin asked, still thinking he was there to work for free.

"Of course there are. After all, it's a project issued by the school, so you won't lose any credits. Plus, our research center has a guaranteed salary. But since you're a freshman, your salary will only be at the intern level," the senior student said.

If it weren't for the high salaries, the high level of professorships, and the opportunity to network with industry leaders on a single trip, it wouldn't be possible.

Working on projects occasionally gives me access to firsthand industry information and resources.

Who would be willing to stay in this research center every day, enduring the pressure of being scolded by professors, working tirelessly like a beast of burden?

You're not a fan of alphabet games, and besides, these days you should be grateful if you can find a professor who doesn't care about family background or connections, and is willing to promote someone as long as they have talent and can work hard.

What's more, the research institute now has a talented, passionate, and reliable junior colleague.

They, like oxen and horses, could pull fewer laps of millstones and were even eager to bring their juniors out so they could copy their papers and research topics later.

There's hope for the future!

But not all newcomers are like Wei Xin.

"Lillie, your breeding plan for Hercules is not approved, and the food plan is not suitable."

"But the information you gave me didn't include anything about Heracross."

"No? Your senior brother must have forgotten to print it. I'll fix it for you when I'm done with my work..."

"I've finished writing my proposal. Let me take a look. Lillie, could you share some of your remaining proposal with me?" Wei Xin said, his gaze falling on Lillie's proposal.

"The berries provide too little energy. It would be better to replace them with nectar, such as that from Venusaur or Tribeca. They are easy to digest and suit Heracross's habits. The higher the quality, the better," Wei Xin said.

"Nectar?" Lillie asked, somewhat puzzled.

"That's right, Hercules' name comes from the mythical god Hercules. Legend has it that Hercules gained his strong physique by drinking the Queen of the Goddess's milk," Wei Xin joked.

"If we can't get the Queen of Heaven, we can make do with the Queen Bee."

"Queen Bee, is Beedrill honey okay?" Lillie asked.

"The giant bee belongs to the hornet family, is carnivorous, and does not produce honey," Wei Xin added.

"I see. Wei Xin is so knowledgeable, even though he's a newbie like me."

While marveling at what she had heard, Lillie copied Wei Xin's words verbatim into the training plan.

Although she was quite educated due to her family background, Wei Xin's knowledge and approach to the problem still impressed her, a young lady from a wealthy family.

Are they classmates, or are all the students in Donghuang top students?

"Seriously, a new Pokémon player chose Heracles?"

Unaware of Lillie's gaze, Wei Xin suddenly asked.

As a Pokémon with only one stage, Heracles has very high base stats, making it undoubtedly a Trisolaran-level Pokémon in a new generation of Pokémon battles filled with baby Pokémon.

You call this eight years old? What eight-year-old can uproot a willow tree?

Why don't you say that you were born with superhuman strength and accidentally killed thirteen members of the Qi family?

"Yes, but according to the registration rules, Pokémon like Hercules and Wrestling Hawkman, which only have one stage, are not eligible to participate," the senior student said.

Pokémon that are stronger than the current version will be banned in competitions.

"However, there's a Scyther among the freshmen, so you and Ralts should keep an eye on it," the senior reminded her.

"Received," Wei Xin replied in a hoarse voice, then suddenly changed the subject, asking, "Senior sister, does our research center have nectar?"

Drinking processed nectar in moderation can also benefit Ralts's physical development. With proper training, it might even be possible to raise Ralts's physical strength to normal before the start of the competition.

"Our research center doesn't have any, but the agricultural college next door seems to be raising some honeybees to help with pollination. You can go and ask them when you have time," the senior student said.

If those nectars weren't part of a senior's graduation thesis.

Even if it is, you can steal a little, as long as you don't get caught.

"Remember to record Ralts's physical data when the time comes. I also happen to be starting a research project, so if you have time, come and help me out. I'll give you a third... second authorship later," my senior sister said.

"Then I'll take three assignments," a senior student said, raising his hand to complete the quota assigned by the professor this semester.

"Want me to slap you three times?" the senior sister said irritably. "If that doesn't work, you can pay for Ralts to buy honey, and I'll take pity on you and give you a communication device."

The corresponding author is like an investor in a paper, meaning a major financial backer.

"Senior sister, you know me. I have an eighty-year-old mother to support, and a child who hasn't been born yet," the senior brother said. "And in between, there's my lover whom I haven't met yet."

In short, no money, no life.

"Actually, I can handle the nectar issue," Lillie said quietly, raising her hand.

"Oh, I forgot we have a little rich girl in our research center. How much are you planning to invest? Let me make it clear beforehand, the resources needed for research are no small amount," the senior student joked.

"Actually, it doesn't cost any money," Lillie said somewhat awkwardly, seemingly worried that revealing this would create a barrier between her and her senior classmates. "My family owns several farms, and I can have them deliver directly to me."

"Senior sister, you just need to give me a number."

The people in the office: "..."

"Did I say something wrong?" Lillie asked.

"No, I just felt the unevenness of the world," the senior sister said.

Good news, the thick barrier is gone; bad news, they're replacing it with a city wall.

"The enemy is on the other side of the wall," Wei Xin said.

"Junior sister, are you still looking for a son-in-law? Look at me, I'm still quite charming," Senior Brother Hu joked. "If all else fails, I can be your daughter-in-law too."

"Senior brother, your taste... is really good." Wei Xin couldn't help but chuckle.

Fu Rui control is really...

"Senior brothers and sisters, and Wei Xin, please stop teasing me." Under the Haoli suit, Lillie's blushing face was almost completely red. "Let's get back to work, the proposal is almost finished."

"Indeed, if all else fails, we can set aside lunchtime, and then our senior sister will treat everyone to a meal afterwards."

"Then I'll have to make sure you get a good meal, Senior Sister."

Everyone agreed, except for Wei Xin.

"Wei Xin, what about you?" the senior sister asked.

"Me? I plan to try and finish the proposal before dinner," Wei Xin said.

As a college student, skipping a meal a day is not a big deal, but what can you do when you have a little one at home?

Although the research center has Pokémon food, how can industrially produced food compare to a nutritious lunch that you prepare yourself?

I will protect Ralts' health.

Wei Xin's choice in this regard is...

System, draw a card!