Chapter 117: Ruthless Flower-Crushing, Teacher Jing He!
Chapter 117: Ruthless Flower-Crushing, Teacher Jing He!
"Boss!"
In Kanto's Viridian City, Nastasa appeared at the Rocket Base, accompanied by an Alakazam holding two spoons.
Giovanni, who was busy with paperwork, looked up at the sound of her voice. Seeing Nastasa and the Alakazam beside her, he couldn't help but smile.
"Looks like your strength has improved significantly."
Nastasa shrugged her nose, standing on the ground, but a closer look revealed that her feet were actually a bit off the floor.
"I don't know what happened. In the past, I used to meditate and train my psychic powers with Alakazam, but it never evolved. Recently, we've been sleeping, cooking, and binge-watching shows, and it finally evolved!"
Nastasa found this quite baffling.
But, to be honest, she was quite enjoying this life now.
Looking back, she realized how dull and boring her past days had been.
Giovanni smiled.
He had always held Nastasa in high regard, given her exceptional psychic potential and powerful psychic Pokemon. Her strength far surpassed that of an ordinary trainer.
It wasn't just Nastasa; Giovanni valued and had a unique tolerance for any talented individual.
"So, all of this was taught to you by that 'Jing He'?"
"Yep!"
Mentioning "Jing He," Nastasa immediately perked up, crossing her legs in mid-air as if sitting on an invisible chair.
Nastasa had awoken to her psychic powers at a young age, and her talent was among the best in the history of psychic users. This led to her becoming increasingly cold and erratic.
She even turned her mother into a doll.
Thus, Nastasa never had friends, as she found most people too weak and stupid to be worth her time.
Apart from Giovanni, whose leadership she respected, she only listened to Jing He.
"Boss, I think this person is great. You're always looking for talented individuals, right? He's a good one," Nastasa suggested.
"Hmm?"
Giovanni smiled, nodding slightly.
"I'll keep that in mind."
"Then Alakazam and I will challenge Mewtwo."
With Giovanni's approval, Nastasa smiled and said, "Be careful, though," Giovanni reminded her.
"Huh?"
"Mewtwo's been in a bad mood lately."
"Why?"
Giovanni didn't answer, but Janine, who was nearby, pushed her glasses up and explained, "Because we've been cutting its power supply recently."
"Cutting its power?"
Nastasa looked confused but then waved it off. "Whatever, we're off, Boss."
With that, Nastasa and Alakazam's eyes glowed with a faint blue light, and they vanished from the office.
After Nastasa left, Giovanni instructed Janine, "Once Mewtwo has vented its frustrations and calmed down, reconnect the lab's power supply."
Giovanni was actually quite curious to see what Jing He could do with Mewtwo.
"Understood."
Janine noted down the instruction.
Later, while Giovanni was resting, Janine hesitated before presenting a beautifully wrapped box.
"B-Boss, I made some macarons."
The next morning.
Jing He actually woke up naturally!
He wasn't woken by a Gengar licking him, a Froslass freezing him, or a Beldum breaking something and making a racket.
This surprised and puzzled him.
Until he saw Gengar hanging upside down from the ceiling, holding a copy of "The Thirty-Six Dreams Menu" in one hand and a "Curse Scroll" in the other, muttering to itself as if possessed.
Froslass was lying on the floor, with "Seventy-Two Methods of Meditation" in front of her, occasionally closing her eyes and emitting a faint psychic aura.
Beldum was swinging its hammer with great force, the "Power Bracer" restricting it less and less over time.
They were all cramming at the last minute.
"I guess I'm just not used to this yet."
Jing He shook his head, got up, and prepared breakfast for his three little troublemakers.
The quality of the recent energy cubes has significantly improved.
Even Jing He could sense the changes in the three little troublemakers after they started eating those energy cubes.
But the result was that the Gastly trio became even more energetic.
"Well, it's good. I can find some battles to help them burn off their energy. With a bit of luck, we might even win some prizes."
Winning first place is out of the question.
But making it into the top eight and getting a "Move Tutor" is something worth hoping for.
At the Kanaz Pokemon Academy.
Students who had just survived the midterm exams seemed very relaxed, even excited.
There's nothing more entertaining than watching the teachers take their "exams," and perhaps even more exciting is watching them battle each other.
The "Mentor Evaluation" is a regular event at the Kanaz Academy, held once a semester.
This isn't just an evaluation for the mentors but also an opportunity for students to choose their mentors.
After all, students nearing graduation need to select a powerful and skilled teacher to continue their studies, whether for academic advancement or to compete in various tournaments. Having an experienced and strong mentor can make a significant difference.
Moreover, the "Mentor Evaluation" at Kanaz Academy is open to the public.
Not just within the academy but to the entire Kanaz City, the Hoenn region, and even the entire Pokemon world.
This is a chance to showcase the faculty and attract new students.
As the largest Pokemon academy in the Hoenn region, Kanaz Academy naturally has an independent and sizable arena—the Devon-Lava Fuel Arena.
However, it's usually not open to the public.
It's only used for student end-of-term evaluations, mentor evaluations, or when Kanaz City hosts a tournament.
When Jing He arrived at the arena as notified, he found that the number of mentors who had signed up for the battle-oriented "Mentor Evaluation" was much higher than expected!
Not only were there non-Pokemon main course mentors like him who came to "have some fun," but also mentors from the breeding, coordination, and tactics programs.
Surprisingly, not all the battle-oriented mentors were present.
Under the arrangement of the administration, the participating mentors drew lots one by one.
Jing He drew number 15, a middle-of-the-road number.
Then, the administration briefly explained the content of this year's evaluation, which included standard 1v1 elimination battles, rotation battles, doubles battles, and rental battles, among others.
Almost all formats were possible except for "unrestricted battles."
To highlight a comprehensive assessment of the mentors' skills.
On the first day, due to the large number of participants, the battle mode wasn't drawn, and it was directly set as 1v1 elimination battles.
At 10:00 AM.
The first round of the Kanaz Pokemon Academy's Mentor Evaluation Battle officially began.
The large arena was divided into several smaller arenas, accelerating the evaluation process.
The audience stands were filled with students, most of whom were there to cheer for their mentors.
Jing He, who had gained a fair amount of fame at the Kanaz Pokemon Academy, received a lot of cheers when he entered the arena.
In the audience stands.
Dai, Dujuan, and Yasu sat together.
"Teacher Jing He also signed up! I wonder how far he can go," Yasu said, surprised.
In her impression, Jing He was very strong in tactics, but his battle skills were unknown.
"Teacher Jing He isn't just strong in tactics; his strength is definitely not weak," Dai said firmly.
How many tactically strong mentors are weak in battle?
Dai and Yasu didn't have a clear idea of Jing He's actual strength.
"No."
Dujuan, however, shook her head seriously.
Under the puzzled gazes of Dai and Yasu, she slowly said,
"Teacher Jing He isn't just strong; he's very, very strong!"
"Huh?"
Dujuan then smiled wryly and briefly recounted Jing He's challenge to the Kanaz Gym.
"Ah?" Yasu's mouth dropped open, "Even your dad's Rhyperior was beaten?"
That was a true Gym Leader's main Pokemon!
Dujuan glared at her.
That was a harsh way to put it.
But she couldn't deny it.
Because it was indeed "beaten."
Dawu smiled.
He stared intently at Jing He, who was walking onto the battlefield, muttering to himself, "It seems Jing He’s strength won’t be hidden much longer in this evaluation."
"Looks like that bath yesterday really did the trick."
When Jing He saw his first opponent, he couldn’t help but murmur.
Across from him stood a gentle-looking woman in traditional Japanese attire, encouraging her Bulbasaur.
From the cheers of the students, he learned that her name was Yuka, the school’s ikebana teacher, whose students were mostly gentle and soft-spoken girls.
This was her first battle.
If he went too hard, it might cause a public outcry, right?
"Vulpix, how about you take this one?"
Jing He asked quietly, holding out a Poke Ball.
The Poke Ball remained motionless.
Vulpix didn’t like bullying the weak.
"Kakaka!" (I’ll go, I’ll go!)
A Ghastly’s eager growl came from the shadows.
Vulpix didn’t like it, but Ghastly sure did!
"Vulpix?"
Jing He asked again.
"Kakaka!" (Me, me! Can you hear me? Hey! Hey?)
Seeing this, Jing He sighed.
"Guess there’s no other way."
"Kakaka~" (That’s right, hehehe)
At the referee’s signal, both sides sent out their Pokemon.
"Go, Bulbasaur!"
Bulbasaur, a Grass and Poison-type Pokemon, often nicknamed "Garlic Turtle."
"Nada!"
At the same time, Jing He threw his Poke Ball.
"You go, little blacksmith."
"Chu!"
Little Blacksmith, gripping his hammer tightly, looked serious.
Ghastly: ???
"What cute Pokemon!"
"Such a battle must be fun, right?"
"So heartwarming."
Yuka, who had been somewhat nervous, felt a sigh of relief upon seeing Little Blacksmith and gave Jing He a grateful look.
Teacher Jing He is actually quite nice.
As the referee announced the start of the battle,
"Bulbasaur, Vine Whip!"
Swoosh—
Two emerald-green vines extended from beneath Bulbasaur’s seed, lashing out at Little Blacksmith.
While the Bulbasaur’s Pokedex entry appeared in Jing He’s mind, he commanded:
"Little Blacksmith, Ice Hammer!"
"Chu!!"
This was Little Blacksmith’s first official battle, but having watched Ghastly’s impressive one-against-three victory at the Gym, he wasn’t afraid. In fact, he was eager.
So he didn’t hesitate to use his full strength.
With a powerful leap, he dodged the Vine Whip.
Instantly, a thick layer of ice formed on his small hammer, increasing its size several times over!
When Jing He saw this, he regretted his decision.
"Nada... (O_O;)"
BOOM!!
The ground shook, sending rocks and debris flying, and a cloud of dust rose.
The audience fell silent.
Thud!
Little Blacksmith landed smoothly, his hammer slung over his shoulder, and he proudly clapped his hands, turning to Jing He.
"Chu!"
Hammer Sleep, successful!
As the dust cleared,
Yuka’s Bulbasaur lay motionless in a small crater, its eyes swirling.
"Bulbasaur!"
Tears immediately welled up in Yuka’s eyes as she ran onto the field.
The referee’s hand trembled before he finally announced,
"The winner is... Pokemon Psychologist, Teacher Jing He!"
In the stands,
"What... was that?"
"Too... too harsh! Such incredible power!"
"Teacher Jing He, you’re a brutal flower crusher!"
"..."
Little Blacksmith, still proud, waved to the audience. Jing He quickly pulled him away and fled.
Oh no!
If he had known the result would be this, he should have let Ghastly take the field!
At least Bulbasaur’s defeat would have been slower.
This is definitely going to be the top story on the school’s website this afternoon—
PS: I couldn’t control myself and ended up writing a bit more this chapter, over 3.6k. Today’s word count is over 10k, so please vote for me this month!
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