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Chapter 145: The Double Agent Gengar
Chapter 145: The Double Agent Gengar
"Teacher, congratulations."
Daigo, Cuckoo, and Yasha appeared in the contestant’s hallway.
"Pure luck, really."
Jing He smiled warmly, feeling as if every win after the top eight was a bonus. His mindset was very calm and collected.
"Speaking of which, Teacher, how did you train your Metang?" Yasha whispered.
How did I train it?
Jing He thought for a moment.
I just feed it some energy blocks every day and let it practice and learn from slightly more powerful Pokemon occasionally.
I ensure a steady training routine and follow its interests.
Maybe the energy blocks are a bit higher in quality.
For instance, using the energy block recipe from a future champion and top coordinator.
And this future champion has a teacher who is already a top coordinator, almost maxing out the energy block-making skill.
As for the Pokemon it practices and learns from, they belong to a few future top ten trainers in the Pokemon world.
Oh, and of course, add a bit of natural talent.
"Um, read more books, read more newspapers, eat fewer snacks, and get more sleep."
Yasha: "?"
Daigo and his Metagross exchanged a glance.
Metagross nodded in understanding.
"Click."
Got it. When I grow up, I’ll train like that.
When you grow up?
Jing He’s expression was odd.
Quite niche advice.
Daigo smiled, having his own philosophy for training Pokemon.
"Teacher, can Metang help Metagross with some 'repairs'?"
He was quite serious about it.
"Are you sure?"
"Yep."
"Too kind."
"?"
In the spacious training field behind the academy.
"Chirp~~"
Metang’s voice was filled with unbridled joy.
"Ha-ha~~"
Alongside it was Gengar.
Both of them had a few silver, leaf-like metal pieces attached to their arms, pretending to be wings and acting like big birds.
Clearly, these metal pieces were taken from Daigo’s Metagross.
The image of Metagross’s “aaaaaah” still flashed in Jing He’s mind.
Only because Daigo was confident in Metang’s effective examination and repairs did Jing He dare let Metang “play around” like that.
Six Tail sat on the side, looking worriedly at them.
"Uu~~"
Falling and getting hurt would really hurt.
Sitting under the shade of a tree, Jing He closed his notebook, glanced at the setting sun, and smiled, suddenly feeling playful.
"Six Tail."
"Uu?"
The little one turned its head, giving him a puzzled look.
Jing He approached with quick, light steps, a teasing smile on his face.
"Uu, Uu! ＼(□ l|l)/"
Six Tail instinctively took a step back.
But Jing He still managed to scoop it up and flip it over.
He then started to vigorously rub its soft belly.
"Uu~~(`)"
Six Tail closed its eyes, enjoying the sensation.
The feeling was unparalleled.
Suddenly, a shadow loomed over them.
Looking up, they saw Gengar, its face twisted in a sinister grin, floating above them. Its large ghost face with a red tongue stuck out, laughing maniacally.
"Ha-ha! Ψ(｀▽)Ψ"
Jing He’s expression changed.
"Gengar, let’s talk this out—"
The massive shadow descended instantly!
Not far away.
Metang, who had carefully placed the metal pieces down, grinned.
It crouched down, adopting a sprinter’s starting position.
One foot forward, the other back, hands on the ground, head low, and butt high.
Jing He, who had just managed to escape Gengar’s shadow, saw this and his eyes widened in shock, his heart skipping a beat.
He shouted urgently:
"Stop! Metang, don’t be rash! Don’t be rash! We—"
"Chirp!"
I’m coming!
Metang pushed off with both feet.
"Go get Nurse Joy, Gengar! Ah—!!"
The next second—
Bang!
It crashed directly into Jing He’s arms.
The sun set, and a light rain began to fall.
Jing He kept rubbing his chest, feeling as if he had been hit by a truck.
"Uu~~"
Six Tail had found a leaf and was lying on Jing He’s head, pretending to be an umbrella.
When they got home, the rain magically stopped.
Jing He walked into the kitchen, washed a few Appleberry fruits, cut them into pieces, and put them on a plate.
"Have some fruit and think about what you want for dinner."
The Tree Berries he had claimed were indeed a bit too many. If he didn’t use some of them soon, they might go bad.
"Ha-ha!"
Barbecue, outdoors!
Gengar was the first to poke its head out from the ceiling.
The outdoor barbecue in Shinko Town a few days ago had left a lasting impression, though Gyarados had eaten a lot, taking many of the grilled meats.
Gengar planned to take a photo of the barbecue and send it to Cynthia, then have her show it to Gyarados to annoy it!
Thinking of this, Gengar couldn’t help but chuckle evilly.
Jing He put an Appleberry in his mouth and rubbed his chin, nodding thoughtfully.
Not a bad idea.
However,
"Haunter, if you want to eat, just say so. Do you think I wouldn't give you something to eat?"
Jing He turned his head to look beside him.
He saw that Haunter had somehow appeared next to him, while the Haunter hanging upside down from the ceiling gradually faded away.
Is it obsessed with the "Shadow Clone Jutsu" now?
Haunter gave Jing He a wicked grin.
It stuck out its tongue and wrapped it around the half-bowl of Applesweet Berries, sucking them into its mouth with a "crunch, crunch" sound.
"Where's Vulpix?"
Jing He looked at Glaceon.
Glaceon was curled up in a ball, her six fluffy tails wrapping around her entire body, making her look like a floating snowball.
A faint Psychic glow surrounded her.
Jing He's eye twitched.
Honestly, every time he saw Glaceon meditating, he had the urge to hug her and rub her fur.
In the entire Pokemon world, this kind of meditation was probably unique to Glaceon.
"Alright, how about you, Beldum? Any suggestions?"
With a sigh, Jing He turned his gaze to Beldum.
The little guy was doing push-ups upside down, with a plate of energy cubes on the floor below him.
Every time it lowered its body, it would eat an energy cube.
"Chirp~(`)"
It was having a blast.
At first, it was using both hands for the push-ups, but soon it switched to one hand, and then to a single finger.
Most importantly,
It was also balancing its hammer with its feet.
It had no time to answer Jing He's question.
Jing He couldn't help but rub his forehead.
He didn't know how to describe it:
"You guys are so dedicated, it makes me, as a Trainer, feel like I have no sense of achievement."
However, for Beldum and the others, this wasn't training; it was doing what they loved.
Just like how Glaceon enjoyed building snowmen, Beldum enjoyed smashing things, and Haunter enjoyed licking him, these were their hobbies.
Jing He could only console himself with the thought, "No wonder my 'interest-based training method' works."
"Alright, since there are no other suggestions, we're being democratic. What should we have for dinner?"
"Kak!" Haunter called out excitedly.
Barbecue! Barbecue!
"Let's have sticky rice balls!"
"Kak?!"
Haunter's voice rose three octaves.
What happened to democracy?
On the rooftop, as night fell, a cool breeze blew.
A small campfire flickered in the breeze, and the remnants of the sofa that Beldum had smashed were visible in the ashes.
In the night sky, a Munchlax emerged from the clouds, and a few Pidove fluttered by, their "coo-coo" calls echoing softly.
Haunter held a skewer in one hand and a phone in the other, its face covered in grease, and it took a selfie with a wide grin.
Then, with a mischievous smile, it sent the photo to Cynthia.
In response, Cynthia sent a video of her Gyarados roaring.
"Kak kak kak"
Haunter rolled around in the air, triumphant.
But soon, its laughter came to an abrupt stop.
[Fluffy Eevee]: Where's Jing He?
Haunter's face turned serious as it glanced at Jing He, who was busy with the barbecue. Once it confirmed Jing He's attention was elsewhere, it took another photo and sent it to Cynthia.
[Fluffy Eevee]: I'll treat you to a big meal next time (Gengar's promise.jpg)
"Kak kak~~"
Haunter put on a pained expression.
For the sake of this family, I've really put in a lot of effort.
"Haunter, that's enough."
Jing He suddenly said.
Haunter jumped and quickly stuffed the phone into its mouth, floating over with a sheepish grin.
Seeing its expression, Jing He raised an eyebrow.
He narrowed his eyes, his Pokemon psychologist's intuition telling him that Haunter had a secret.
"Kak, kak"
W-What are you staring at me like that for?
Haunter was drenched in cold sweat.
Just as Jing He was about to ask something, his phone buzzed.
Seeing his attention diverted to the phone, Haunter breathed a sigh of relief and wiped his forehead.
Phew.
Being a "double agent" under the watchful eye of a Pokemon psychologist was too risky.
Decided!
I need a raise!
[Dragon's Messenger]: Jing He, I have a favor to ask.
Koga?
Jing He was taken aback when he saw the sender.
He quickly checked his phone.
Why does it seem to be working now?
Without much thought, he replied.
[The Jing Within]: What's up?
Koga then sent a video.
[Red Gyarados.avi]
Huh?
In the video, a fearsome-looking red Gyarados lay sprawled in a massive ice nest that looked like a blooming flower.
It was clear that the ice crystals had frozen the turbulent lake water, and the Gyarados had clearly lost its ability to fight.
A red Gyarados?
Is this one Koga has now?
What's Team Rocket up to again?
[Dragon's Messenger]: Its emotions and state are very unstable. I've already captured it, but as soon as it leaves the Poke Ball, it starts destroying everything, and I can't even communicate with it.
(End of Chapter)
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