Piplup's Third Encounter with Ralts

Shanghai Publishing House, Donghuang Region

Wanlong looked at her phone at the 2000-word commentary from Cynthia, an authority in the field of archaeology, and a bunch of incomprehensible settings and inquiries.

The wealthy woman, Jia Deliya, gave a 500 yuan reward to encourage more updates.

Superstar Karuno said that since it was Wanlong who recommended the novel, she would definitely lend a hand.

He scratched the back of his head, completely bewildered.

"I'm sharing the novel with you guys for fun, not for advertising!"

Damn it, you guys laugh! Why don't you join me in laughing at him?

I sat up abruptly in my deathbed, only to find that I was the one who was having the fun.

And how did you know, Karuno? I didn't send you the novel.

You guys had a girls' party and didn't invite me?

"Well, since the big shots have spoken, what can I, a lowly editor, do?"

So Wanlong sighed and opened her email.

Even Carlos, a superstar, is actively promoting it. No matter if the protagonist is a god or even a lunatic, it could become a hit.

I hate the powerful hand of capital.

……

Bogarman Battle Club

After finishing his grueling 8 a.m. session, Wei Xin stood at the club's front desk, waiting for the receptionist to activate his VIP card while looking at the news on his phone.

[Traces of dream-attracting tapirs have been spotted on the outskirts of Shanghai. Residents are advised to take precautions when venturing out!]

Yesterday, with the assistance of Shanghai University, Officer Jenny successfully captured the leader of the Pokémon Hunters who had fled to the country.

Pokémon Hunter J has actually been captured? And from entering Donghuang until his capture, his only achievement was blowing up a supermarket warehouse?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

Do you believe that a battle-hardened, despicable Pokémon hunter will surrender easily, or do you believe that Garchomp can learn Dragon Dance?

Just as Wei Xin was pondering whether the captured Pokémon hunter might be Ditto in disguise, using a feint to secretly advance his own plan, he saw a message pop up on his phone.

It was a reply from an editor at a Shanghai publishing house.

"Ralts, my novel got a contract!" Upon receiving the reply, Wei Xin placed the message on his phone in front of Ralts and said happily.

Although the signing result was exactly what Wei Xin had expected, it was the work of the old scoundrel. You can question the old scoundrel's character, but you can never question his skill.

All you need to do next is take some time to go to the publishing house, talk to the editor about the specific details of the contract, and you can live a carefree life of sitting back and collecting money, making a fortune through legal troubles.

"Ralts~" Ralts stared at the message on her phone, scratching her head in confusion.

Trainer, you know me well; I'm illiterate.

However, she still gave her trainer a thumbs up. Although she didn't know much, she knew that her trainer was the best.

Who agrees, and who disagrees?

Those who object, stick your heads out and get a taste of my Flaming Punch.

"Mr. Wei Xin, your VIP card has been activated. Please select a service on your computer."

The waiter, dressed in a black office lady outfit, handed Wei Xin the activated magnetic card and a pair of Emperor Nabo masks, pointing to a row of computers not far away.

"Feel free to ask us if you have any questions."

"Okay." Wei Xin accepted the magnetic card and led Ralts to find an unused computer.

After inserting the magnetic card and logging into the account, an operation interface will pop up on the computer.

"Battle ranking, coach application, training room application, skill learning application..." Because it is the top-tier VIP card, Wei Xin can enjoy the highest level of service at the Bogaman Club, and all of it is recorded in the Steel-type Gym Leader's account.

You can even get rewards from the club for improving your ranking in matches.

"Let's play a ranked match first," Wei Xin said.

He brought Lalts to the club today to find an opponent of similar strength to test his abilities, and to formulate a training plan for the upcoming freshman tournament.

"A freshman like me, okay, you're the one I choose."

Queue jumping and choosing your own opponents is also one of the privileges of the VIP card.

The lives of players who spend money on in-game purchases are simple, unpretentious, and boring.

"Field number three, Ralts, let's go."

To prevent some players from lacking sportsmanship and using dirty tricks to disgust their opponents, thus affecting the gaming experience and turning online matchmaking into offline solo matches, players participating in the game are required to wear the Emperor Nabo mask provided by the club.

However, this was of little use to Wei Xin. After the freshman exam and the strength test at the club's entrance, his identity was already known throughout the school.

Hello, is this Guangkuo, a freshman at Magic University, living in dormitory 280, and carrying a shiny Ralts?

No, this is a very stylish Dynamax Starmie.

On their way to the battlefield, a familiar figure appeared before them.

"Poga! Poga!"

It was a Piplup wearing a black hoodie, its head down, not even glancing at Ralts. With its head down, it curled its wings and mimicked a boxer's punch, making a low thud as it trotted past Ralts without looking back.

Wei Xin recognized it at a glance; it was Ma Liang's Bogaman.

It's because the heartbreak was too much for him, his heart was frozen in ice, and he decided to turn his grief and anger into motivation... what a load of rubbish.

This is the third time this has happened; the third time it has passed by me and Ralts.

Wei Xin turned his head and noticed that every time Piplup walked past Ralts, it would turn around, disappear into the corner, and then reappear in front of them shortly afterward, repeating the same action as before.

Wei Xin could even imagine Bogarman darting into other corridors, his short legs sprinting anxiously, as if afraid Ralts would walk too fast and miss his performance.

What's the difference between this and a guy who runs up to a girl he has a crush on and performs an airdrop?

I thought the House of Lords had won against the House of Commons, but it turns out the House of Commons was just pretending to be the House of Lords.

That won't do. A person who is obsessed with beauty can never become a true strongman.

Wei Xin took off the deluxe ball and, after some persuasion, put Ralts inside.

If you have no woman in your heart, your punches will naturally be divine! Cast aside everything, clear your mind of distractions, and cultivate yourself.

So when Piplup emerged from the corridor again and saw that Ralts wasn't there, only the familiar scent of Pokémon shampoo, he froze on the spot.

I have such a cute Ralts!

Looking up at Wei Xin, who was grinning mischievously and giving him an encouraging thumbs-up, Bojiaman slowly opened his mouth.

He gestured wildly and hurled extremely offensive insults.

I'm not a real person, but you're Lucario, right? Why are you being possessive of your food? What's wrong with letting me put on a show in front of Ralts?

How could this trainer be so mean!

I really want to fly up and spray water, kicking my 10cm foot into your 40cm face.

However, the laws of the Eastern Empire stipulate that Pokémon, especially captured Pokémon, are prohibited from attacking humans.

Bogaman sighed, walked to Wei Xin's feet, lifted his foot by ten centimeters, and stomped hard twice on Wei Xin's size 39 shoes.

I'll stomp you to death, stomp you to death, I'll stomp you until you get paronychia.

Wei Xin bent down, reached out, and flicked Bogaman's head hard. Bogaman rolled away.

"This pointless behavior will absolutely not attract Ralts' attention," Wei Xin said.

"Your only chance to meet Ralts is on the field of the Freshman Tournament, so do everything you can to lead your trainer to the finals."

"However, the winning position is reserved for me and Ralts."