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Chapter 170: Reward!
Chapter 170: Reward!
Wednesday, the weather was clear.
Six-Tail slowly crawled over Jing He's head, its six tails lazily swaying. It playfully brushed past his cheek and then burrowed into the other side of the blanket.
In his dream, Jing He had been run over by a Gigantamax Gengar, and then his Minidragon suddenly evolved into a Dragonite, giving him a big hug. This nightmare jolted him awake.
He opened his eyes and looked around.
Gengar was hanging upside down from the chandelier, drooling with its mouth wide open, looking like it could fall at any moment.
The blanket, frozen by Six-Tail, was colder than the outside, almost like a refrigerator.
Kowakiume was sprawled out in a large "X" shape, taking up most of the bed, but fortunately, her occasional kicking hadn't hit him yet.
Minidragon...
"Minidragon!"
Jing He exclaimed in surprise.
He saw that Minidragon's head was somehow stuck under the bed, its tail helplessly wagging.
His sudden shout woke up the little ones.
Gengar "thud" hit the ground, rubbing its head and yawning deeply.
Six-Tail arched its body and stretched out its six tails.
Kowakiume sat up straight, frowning and looking dissatisfied, as if she hadn't slept enough.
Jing He rubbed his temples.
"Having nightmares as soon as I get home, this doesn't feel like a good omen."
As for the various ways the little ones woke up each day, he was long used to it.
He pulled Minidragon out from under the bed.
"How did you get stuck under there?"
"Whiii~"
Minidragon wriggled, looking uncomfortable.
Jing He understood immediately.
"Are you about to molt? Did you not find anything suitable to help you molt?"
"Whiii~"
Minidragon nodded vigorously.
Jing He patted its head.
"Don't worry, I thought of it. I bought it for you last night. If everything goes well, it should be delivered soon."
Minidragon's eyes lit up at this.
Jing He walked over to Gengar, placing his hands on either side of its face and squeezing to help it wake up.
"Tell me, why didn't you wake up earlier? What were you doing last night?"
Gengar, who was still groggy, suddenly snapped to attention.
"Geng, gengar!"
No, nothing.
"Is that so..." Jing He smiled.
Gengar forced a smile, chuckling nervously.
"Gengar."
Just... met up with some old friends.
"Hmm?" Jing He narrowed his eyes.
He turned to look at the other three.
Six-Tail once again buried its head under the blanket, but its little bottom was still sticking out.
Kowakiume picked up a hammer, pouting and pretending the hammer had a flaw.
Jing He's lips twitched.
Only Minidragon, facing his gaze, blinked innocently.
This made Jing He secretly relieved.
"Go brush your teeth!"
Jing He ordered.
"Gengar!"
Gengar obeyed, leading the three little ones to the bathroom.
In a corner where Jing He couldn't see, Minidragon and Gengar exchanged glances, and Gengar gave a thumbs-up.
"Gengar, why are you out here brushing your teeth?"
Jing He, who had just finished preparing breakfast in the kitchen, saw Gengar holding a toothbrush and cup, looking helpless outside the bathroom.
"Gengar."
Gengar glanced at the bathroom.
Inside, Six-Tail, Kowakiume, and Minidragon had already taken up all the space.
"Alright." Jing He sighed, "It looks like we really need to consider a bigger place."
Knock, knock—
The door knocked.
"Gengar!"
Gengar perked up, dropping the toothbrush and cup and rushing to open the door.
It was a Hitmonlee, carrying a large box.
Inside the box was a large potted plant. At the bottom was a big rock covered in moist moss, and on top was a thriving fruit tree, though it hadn't borne any fruit yet.
According to Wade's "Dragon Master's Guide," Minidragons like to hide in deep waters, making them rarely seen, hence the legend that seeing a Minidragon brings good luck.
Good water quality also aids in a Minidragon's growth and molting.
Originally, according to Wade's suggestion, the best would be to build a large pool for Minidragon.
However, he couldn't afford it at the moment, so he settled for this potted plant. The moist moss and rock would help with molting.
"Whiii?"
Hearing the commotion, Minidragon poked its head out of the bathroom, eyes sparkling at the sight of the potted plant. It quickly approached to start molting.
"Looks like you like it."
Solving Minidragon's daily needs, Jing He smiled in satisfaction.
"Alright."
Jing He clapped his hands. "Those who have brushed their teeth can enjoy breakfast."
On the way to the academy, Jing He deliberately chose the main road.
He circled around a few times, trying to find a suitable place.
However, anyone who has looked for a house knows that finding a satisfactory place isn't easy and can take days.
Moreover, Jing He didn't plan to move frequently. Any new place he rented needed to be well-prepared, for instance, after Six-Tail and the others evolved.
Or if he caught more Pokemon in the future.
But there was no need to rush.
At the Kanaz Pokemon Academy.
On the top floor of the administration building, near the principal's office, Jing He encountered a middle-aged man wearing black-rimmed glasses, the head of the academic affairs department, Minjiang.
"Teacher Jing He."
Minjiang smiled upon seeing Jing He.
"Director Minjiang."
Jing He showed a hint of regret, as his leave had been quite long, though he hadn't had any classes during that period.
However, Minjiang didn't seem to mind much.
"Come, the principal is already in the office."
To be honest, since becoming a mentor at the Kanaz Pokemon Academy, Jing He had never met the mysterious principal and had never been to the principal's office before.
Knock, knock—
Mingjiang knocked on the door and said, "Principal, Teacher Jing He is here."
Bang! Bang, bang—
The sound of a struggle, or rather, a collision, came from inside the room.
"Honk?"
Gengar emerged from the shadows.
"Teacher Jing He's Gastly has evolved."
Mingjiang seemed unfazed by the commotion inside, instead congratulating Jing He on Gengar's evolution.
"Come, come in," a voice called from inside.
The door to the principal's office slowly opened, and the two of them walked in.
When they saw the scene inside, Jing He's expression froze, and Gengar didn't fare much better.
They saw an elderly man in a green suit, with a thin frame, gray hair, and a white beard, being held by the neck against the wall by a Thug Panda.
Jing He: "..."
What kind of entrance is this?
The old principal's face was red, but he managed a smile, patting Thug Panda's hand to signal it to stop.
Thug Panda gave him a disdainful look before letting go.
Then, the Thug Panda, still holding a bamboo stick in its mouth, glanced around at Mingjiang, Jing He, and Gengar, crossing its arms.
"That... Principal, Teacher Jing He, you two talk."
With that, Mingjiang quickly left without looking back.
"Honk."
Gengar didn't seem bothered by Thug Panda's disdain. Instead, it found the bamboo stick in Thug Panda's mouth quite interesting.
"Ha ha ha—Teacher Jing He, don't mind it. In my youth, I was a martial artist. I was just warming up with Thug Panda."
The old principal, getting up from the floor, leaned on his waist and laughed heartily.
Jing He didn't know how to respond.
Fortunately, the old principal got straight to the point.
"To see a non-battle teacher pass the battle mentor exam, I am very pleased. Your tactical abilities, Teacher Jing He, are beyond what I can achieve. So, here's your reward—"
"Principal, it's not a Pokemon, is it?"
It wasn't that Jing He didn't want a new Pokemon. It was just that he couldn't afford to take care of another one right now. Given his nature, if he were to catch one, he would want to provide the best conditions possible, but that wasn't feasible at the moment. He didn't want his Pokemon to suffer.
The old principal paused, then patted Jing He's shoulder and said, "Teacher Jing He, you're joking. The meeting between a Pokemon and its trainer is one of the most beautiful things in the world."
He then looked at Gengar, raising an eyebrow and asked, "Isn't that right, Gengar?"
"Honk!"
Gengar grinned and licked Jing He without hesitation.
Jing He, expressionless, took out a "Cheri Berry."
"You two have a great bond," the old principal remarked.
He then continued, "The Pokemon Nursery has received some new arrivals. By the end of the year or early next year, you should be able to choose a Pokemon. Perhaps you'll find your destined partner then."
Jing He sighed, rubbing his forehead.
Sure enough, there was no escaping it.
The only silver lining was that he had some time to prepare.
And as the old principal said, meeting a Pokemon is a beautiful thing for any trainer. The key is mutual acceptance. Trainers choose Pokemon, and Pokemon choose trainers.
"But that's for later. For the mentor exam reward, I have three move tutors for you to choose from."
Move tutors?
Jing He was a bit puzzled at first, but his doubts vanished when he saw the move tutors the old principal took out.
They were—
Swords Dance, Hyper Beam, and Giga Impact!
Wow!
These were move tutors that couldn't be found on the market.
The old principal also included the materials needed to learn these moves!
Without hesitation, Jing He chose the coveted "Swords Dance."
While "Hyper Beam" and "Giga Impact" had terrifying power levels of 150, making them extremely powerful moves, and the materials alone would cost millions, "Swords Dance" was far more valuable in practical use.
"Swords Dance, huh? No problem."
The old principal waved his hand grandly, pulling out the necessary materials: a Scyther's claw, a Weavile's claw, a Garchomp's scale, and some other items.
Clearly, these were powerful Pokemon's shed materials, and they were extremely expensive.
Including the "Swords Dance" move tutor, the total value would easily exceed three to four million!
The old principal was truly thoughtful.
The only downside was that learning "Swords Dance" required a Garchomp's scale, and so did "Dragon Dance."
But then again—
Receiving the move tutor and the opportunity to choose a Pokemon seemed like two rewards.
Was this a great deal?
"Oh, right, one more thing," the old principal said as Gengar put away the materials.
"Over the next few days, a teacher from Yuhong University will bring students here for an exchange. I'd like you to receive them, Teacher Jing He."
"Me?"
Jing He was taken aback.
The old principal patted his shoulder again, smiling, "Learn from each other. I've already promised other academies that you will lead a team to other regional academies for exchanges."
Jing He: "..."
So, the two rewards came with a price.
"I... will need some students to help," Jing He said.
The old principal waved his hand.
"No problem!"
Sometimes, you think I won't update, but when I do, it's a pleasant surprise.
(End of Chapter)
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