Chapter 1211: Mysterious Physique_2

Honestly speaking.

After returning last night, they discussed and unanimously agreed that the afternoon’s game of cat and mouse stemmed from Baimu’s dissatisfaction with them.

Initially, they were indeed not respectful enough towards Baimu, resulting in this ordeal.

“Random check continues.”

Baimu wasted no time and continued to pick people to come up and answer questions.

In the end, only one person out of twenty failed, and he was happily chased two full circles by the eager Lycanroc Leader.

The wailing sounds made others feel uneasy.

Without mercy, Baimu shouted, “Endure! What’s this pain compared to the bite of Lycanroc on your Pokémon during a battle? Your Pokémon will feel even more pain than you! How can a trainer who cannot empathize fully understand the Pokémon’s situation and command them?”

The fear of Pokémon is ingrained in the bones of the people of Pyrite Town, as people often die under the sharp teeth and claws of Pokémon.

However, the wild Pokémon outside can’t arbitrarily take others’ lives, at most giving adventurous trainers a beating, leading to most trainers becoming recklessly fearless.

Like many nationals, even when they hear gunshots, they can’t help but go and join the excitement; while foreigners, who aren’t exposed to guns, generally run as fast as they can, fearing being hit by a stray bullet.

Random check time is over.

Baimu began giving formal lessons to the arena trainers—theory and practice.

He learned from common online trainer courses, and also watched open classes from the Orange Academy in the Padia Region, summarizing a set of teaching content suitable for the illiterate of Pyrite Town.

“Recognizing words is important, don’t forget to attend literacy classes to learn—I’ll be checking on this too.”

His words shattered many people’s wishful thinking.

Afternoon.

They only had two hours of class.

The remaining time Baimu kept for himself.

He also needed to push the team towards Champion Level, and couldn’t neglect himself just for the arena, especially since the Ore Region was full of talents—

Indeed.

There’s even more formidable existences than Bartas.

Such as the first two generations of main characters from the Ore Region—Dragon People and Leo, both of whom single-handedly dismantled the first and second generations of the Shadow Team, and once climbed Battle Mountain to win a hundred consecutive battles against Bartas.

In other words, they are of the protagonist caliber in games.

Besides them, there’s the Legendary Trainer roaming the Ore Arena—Logan.

And the previous and former Battle Masters of Ore Arena—Wu Yin and Wu Xian.

These are the ones Baimu knows, there are many he doesn’t know, all sent to him one by one by Zhengyi through Poké Line.

The foundation of Ore is much richer than he had previously imagined.

And if given the chance, he would definitely challenge them all one by one!

“Come on! It’s practice time!”

Baimu released all his Pokémon, and under the curious and expectant gaze of the arena trainers, began his daily practice.

However.

Initially, everyone found it novel to see some Pokémon attacks, but over time, they grew a bit weary.

Because Baimu’s Pokémon training was like a videotape playing back and forth, crazily repeating one move.

The internal battles lacked passion as well. Can this way of ‘you hit me, I hit you’ really improve strength?

It’s too monotonous and uninteresting!

Even many who were initially prepared to settle down and learn from Baimu, at this moment, were a bit bored and scattered to do their own things.

Of course, there were also quite a few who agreed with this method.

In short, the remaining afternoon time was entirely spent in practice.

——

Passing by the construction site in the evening.

Baimu could vaguely see a few Ghost-type Pokémon moving around inside, clearly sent by N.

Hopefully, they are as reliable as Dragapult.

“Spiritomb…”

The soul of the Spiritomb, imprisoned by Corsola, was sealed into the clay pot soaked with Growlithe’s saliva, as instructed by Furong.

Frankly speaking.

He couldn’t understand why Growlithe’s saliva could seal Spiritomb’s soul.

If you said it was Lucario’s saliva, it might make more sense to him.

After all, in the animation, Spiritomb was sealed using the Wave Guide Power, which originally came from Lucario.

It can only be said that this kind of thing, like Pokémon Mage, belongs to knowledge outside the realm of normal understanding.

Additionally.

Why is Dragapult so knowledgeable about the Spirit Realm? Gengar and Corsola, both Ghost-type Pokémon, are clueless about it.

Exactly how old is it?

Baimu thought that one day he should visit where it used to live to understand what kind of soil could breed such a Social Dinosaur.

After a brief rest at the villa.

He drove again towards the mountains, planning to spend the night there.

The wilderness indeed suits most Pokémon better than the city. He found out last night that not only Steelix but also Gengar and other Pokémon prefer to stay in open places.

Hydreigon seems to show unwavering loyalty to its trainer on the surface, behaving as if living anywhere is fine, but in truth, it desires both its trainer and the wilderness.

What could he do?

Of course, he would camp in the wilderness, considering it as early adaptation to the living environment.

Baimu set up the tent and looked around, his sight moving to the lower right corner, “It’s time for the exciting simulation again.”

The last time, by exchanging, he had changed a single Blue Talent into a Double Blue Talent at the start, could it be Orange this time?

Or would it still be a single Blue Talent?

Should he exchange again? Would it mess up the original sequence for obtaining Orange? If achieved an Orange Talent and then add a Blue Talent, would the outcome be better?

With all these possibilities in mind, Baimu sat eagerly on a rock, opened his book, and switched on the simulator.

On the exchange interface, he silently clicked on Talent Exchange.

Buzz!

[Exchange Failed!]

Failed—

Ah, Talent Exchange can only replace fixed talents with Blue, failure signifies the fixed talent is already Blue or Orange?

Baimu eagerly clicked on simulation.

[Select your birth region ▽]

The last round was Hoenn Region, this round is Sinnoh Region.

[Select your gender ▽]

Female.

[Select your Pokémon ▽]

Gastly?

He was a bit surprised looking at this Pokémon; not many trainers in the world start with a Ghost-type Pokémon like Gastly as their first partner…

Could it be related to the events that happened today?

While the simulator had never provided a simulation based on reality, upon reflection, most of the simulator’s content could be used soon after, with some even benefiting a lifetime.

Caught it by coincidence!

Baimu eagerly clicked on the talent options.

Fixed Talent:

[☆ Mysterious Physique (easily attracts ghosts)]

Selectable Talents:

[Weak and Often Ill (health condition not optimistic)]

[Careless (rough Pokémon health management)]

[Sentimental (easily shaken mindset)]

[Elite System (won’t capture too many Pokémon)]

It turned out to be a single Blue simulation!

He was a bit regretful for not drawing an Orange Talent, but this Blue Talent—Mysterious Physique? Don’t tell him the simulation content is related to the Spirit Realm.

Baimu recalled the first appearance of Spirit Realm-related content in the animation, which occurred when Ash Ketchum was traveling in the Sinnoh Region.

Selectable talents…

Each one is worse than the next.

He looked at the first three talents, and after considering, decided to choose Weak and Often Ill.

Though Careless might be slightly better, who knows exactly how ‘often ill’ Weak and Often Ill would be? What if it’s just frequent coughing and colds?

These two, one affecting oneself and the other affecting Pokémon, Baimu chose the one affecting himself.

When a trainer has a minor illness, Pokémon might have a burst of potential; but if a Pokémon is hindered, there’s no chance for a direct fight.

Begin the simulation!

After all, it’s just an ordinary Blue simulation, the best outcome is a runner-up, so focus on the storyline!

Baimu adjusted his posture and pressed the start button.

[Simulation Start]

The familiar light screen unfolded.

First seen is a small room resembling a nursing home ward, a pixelated little girl lying in the bed, turning her head to gaze at the bright moon outside the window.