Ralts Panel Update, Pokémon Hunter Tracks

In the living room of Wei Xin's dormitory.

Morubek stood on the table, put down the plate in his hand, licked the meat juice left at the corner of his mouth, touched his bulging belly with his little hands, burped, and fell straight down on the table.

Mary leaned back in her chair, her stomach stuffed with food, her slightly swollen belly rising and falling with her breath. She knew that her behavior was not befitting of an idol, but she didn't even have the strength to get up.

What should I do? If I keep eating like this, I'll really gain weight.

Like Mary, the long-haired troll also felt remorseful for failing to maintain self-discipline after consuming too many carbohydrates in one night.

Five times the amount of carbs, what can I do to save you, my muscles?

Why can't I control my mouth?

Devastating news has struck the fitness community.

The long-haired troll lowered his head, reflecting on his painful experience.

I have been harmed by food and sex, and have fallen to this state. From today onwards, I will abstain from sex!

After resting, the long-haired troll couldn't wait any longer. It took out the equipment that Wei Xin had bought to train its body in order to prevent it from being unable to hold Eevee and Ralts in the future. It started lifting weights as if it had been injected with fire-breathing chicken blood.

I'm going to work out the muscles I lost, ten times, a hundred times more!

While Mary was busy in the kitchen, Wei Xin glanced at his phone; the new class schedule after the class division had been released.

"Battle theory guidance, Pokémon training guidance... There are only four Pokémon battle practice classes a week?"

"Damn it, I've already become a trainer, and I'm still being chased by career guidance courses and entrepreneurship programs!"

Looking at the training plan set by the school on his phone, Wei Xin frowned, his face showing nothing but surprise.

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Is this a trainer development program?

This is a wholesale guide to Zhao Kuo!

Focusing only on theory and neglecting practice, you're training athletes, not small-town test-takers!

Wei Xin sighed. How could he become an excellent trainer by being with this bunch of insects?

Fortunately, most classes are in the morning, leaving enough free time in the afternoon for students to manage their time freely.

This is also one of the school's policies: first select, then train; after all, all they need are students at the very top of the pyramid.

Putting down the dreaded class schedule, Wei Xin took out the membership card Ma Liang had given him from his pocket and waved it in front of Ralts: "How about we go to the battle club tomorrow afternoon?"

Wei Xin originally planned to wait about a week before letting Ralts engage in actual combat.

It wasn't until evening that I saw the results of Ralucas's training at the research center.

In just two days, he was already able to lift a total of ten kilograms of dumbbells using his telekinesis.

If you give her seven days, she might be able to evolve directly into Gardevoir!

This demonstrates the effectiveness of the research center's training, but above all, the most important factor is Ralts's talent and hard work.

My Ralts has the makings of a champion.

"Ralts?" Ralts put down the bottle and remembered the battle between Rogue and Empoleon that she had seen at the research center at noon today.

Every punch lands squarely.

To be honest, Ralts doesn't like, and doesn't even want to, fight, because it feels like it would hurt a lot.

Even in the wild, unless they encounter irreconcilable conflicts that force a fight to the death, Pokémon will choose to avoid battle in the vast majority of cases.

Pokémon like Ralts and Abra are notorious in the wild for running away from people, whether they see them or not.

However, judging from the trainer's performance during the battle and the emotions emanating from him, Ralts deduced that the trainer must enjoy Pokémon battles.

Since the trainer likes it, then she'll like it too.

So he raised his right hand, clenched his fist as if to encourage himself, and pulled it back: "Raru!"

Cheer for yourself and your favorite trainer.

What's more, they made a promise to become league champions, or even world champions, together.

"Are you taking Ralts to the Battle Club?" Marie asked, taking off her apron and coming out of the kitchen. "But Ralts hasn't battled any other Pokémon yet, has it?"

"Indeed."

During the conversation, Wei Xin checked Ralts's stats.

[Race: Ralts (Variant)]

[Gender: Female]

[Attribute: Psychic Fairy]

[Egg Group: Humanoid Group, Amorphous Group]

【Characteristic: Telepathy】

[Feature Development Level: Beginner]

[Reaction Speed: Average]

[Movement Speed: Normal]

Physical Strength: Average

[Special Strength: Good]

Combat Skills: Poor

After four days of development and training, Ralts's attributes improved in all aspects, except for its combat skills, which remained stagnant.

Is it because he has only focused on training and has never personally participated in a battle?

I sat up in shock while on my deathbed and realized that Zhao Kuo was actually myself.

"Why don't we let Ralts get used to Pokémon battles first? I can be your sparring partner," Marie suggested.

[I've been eating for three days now, and there's still no news from the Pokémon Hunter. If Officer Jenny catches the Pokémon Hunter, won't I be the one who's been eating for free?]

[Besides, as a friend, it's only natural to offer some help within my ability.]

Yes, that's perfectly normal, and there's absolutely no other meaning behind it.

So? The "capable" you're talking about is using your battle-hardened Pokémon to bully me and Ralts, who haven't even left the beginner's village yet?

"Narmari, you'd better go easy on me and Ralts, after all, we have no experience," Wei Xin said in an ambiguous tone.

"Don't worry, I'll teach you step by step."

Marie, who had never paid attention to anything outside her window since childhood and had only focused on practicing Pokémon battles, did not understand Wei Xin's meaning. She placed her hand on her pectoral muscles, which were even more exaggerated than those of a Grimmsnarl, and said confidently.

Nobody knows Pokémon battles better than me!

"Morbeko, get up and start the match." Mary shook Morbeko, who was lying on the sofa and was as fat as a tennis ball.

Morpeko's small size made him the perfect opponent for Ralts's first battle.

Morubek kept his eyes closed, motionless like a high school student who had just woken up in the morning and heard his parents' footsteps outside his room.

You can never wake up Morubek, who is pretending to be asleep.

He has already put in his best effort in today's gym battle; even if he didn't achieve great results, he still put in the effort, although he didn't defeat the opposing Ice Goose.

But putting aside his contributions, the trainer's fifth badge also owes a debt to him.

Winning without effort is still winning, and winning makes you a hero. You can't treat heroes who have made contributions like this.

Seeing Morbeko go on strike, Marie had no choice but to turn her attention to the long-haired troll who was focused on lifting weights.

After silently listening to what had happened, and feeling the trainer's gaze, the long-haired troll turned its head, glanced at Ralts which was not even as tall as its knee, and shook its head.

I can't do something like bullying children.

In the end, only the delinquent frog, who had silently finished eating the snail rice noodles outside the house, packed up its things, and returned to the room at some unknown time, walked up to Ralts and looked down at the Ralts in Wei Xin's arms.

Therefore, there is only one answer.

What was that saying again? Let me show you what the vastness of the world truly means.

……

At night, at Professor Li's home

After finishing dinner, Professor Li hung up Ms. Jenny's call, put down his phone, sat down at his computer desk, turned on his computer, and pulled up the research center's surveillance footage.

Looking at the surveillance footage, after get off work, he quietly returned to the research center, sneaked into his office, rummaged through drawers and cabinets, and hid the laser emitter hidden in the bandage on his arm—the Pokémon Hunter.

Looking again at the photos sent by Officer Jenny, the students who had been rescued, bound like twisted rice dumplings in the warehouse outside the city, had fainted from hunger but were thankfully out of danger, sighed with lingering fear.

Recalling Wei Xin's earlier reminder in the office, she glanced sideways, smiled, and sighed silently, "You really guessed right."