Pokemon: Reborn Rich Alternate Earth

Chapter 1017: Balls

Salamence and Duraludon watched Julian nervously, not at all displaying the slightest trace of their former might; they looked like children who had done something wrong.

When they thought back to their own behavior just now, they felt it was only right for their trainer to be angry. Even they themselves felt they had been extremely disappointing earlier.

Not only had they been captivated by beauty, but in the end, they hadn’t even paid attention to their trainer’s words.

"You two aren't even as good as Pawniard."

Julian pointed at Pawniard. Among everyone here, it had the lowest level, yet this fellow had extremely strong willpower, and it was precisely because of this willpower that it had been captured by Julian despite only having Green-grade potential.

Hearing Julian’s words, the two felt even more ashamed.

They had thoroughly embarrassed themselves today. Not only was their trainer angry, but they were sure to be teased by their companions for a while, becoming the butt of their jokes.

Julian looked at the other Pokémon trying to hold back their laughter and said coldly, "Is it that funny? Aside from a few of you, can any of you honestly say you weren’t tempted by Milotic’s Attract earlier?"

His gaze fell on Tyranitar, Garchomp, and Dragonite. Among these three Pokémon, the latter two had regained their senses at the last moment—otherwise, they might not have fared any better than Salamence and Duraludon.

"Hmph!"

Looking at the three Pokémon, Julian snorted coldly.

The three shuddered slightly, knowing Julian was referring to them.

"Slow~"

Slowking walked over. "Alright, don’t be angry. Milotic is so beautiful, and they’ve experienced so little—it’s only natural for them to be tempted. If they weren’t, Milotic would feel hurt."

Hmm… when put that way, it was hard to argue against it.

"Why can’t you all learn from me? Keep no women in your heart."

Hearing that, all the Pokémon were instantly speechless.

'You may claim to have no women in your heart, but you’re surrounded by them—you’re just a scumbag.'

But no one dared to retort Julian at this moment.

"From now on, all of you will have to face Milotic using Attract for an hour every day. What are you looking at? I’m talking about you—the ones who were tempted earlier. You know who you are."

Julian glared unhappily at Salamence, Duraludon, Dragonite, and the others who had been swayed earlier.

Unexpectedly, he had inadvertently discovered their shortcoming.

And this shortcoming, if one was not careful, could even become a fatal flaw.

"From now on, Milotic will be a full member of our team."

Since Milotic was needed to train Salamence and the others to resist temptation, Julian certainly couldn’t treat it as just a tool Pokémon—so he simply added it to his main team.

With its level, Milotic was more than qualified to become one of Julian’s main Pokémon.

This made the hearts of Julian’s main Pokémon sink slightly—another competitor had arrived, and a remarkably strong one at that.

However, in terms of depth and foundation, Milotic certainly couldn’t compare to Dragonite and the others. It didn’t even match up to Salamence, who was considered a second-team member.

"Especially you two—"

Looking at the two Pokémon exuding an air of dejection, Julian’s initially harsh tone softened.

"Alright, no need to look so down."

He patted Salamence and Duraludon, his expression warming as he said, "I believe you won’t be like this next time."

The two Pokémon nodded heavily.

Salamence: "If I ever do this again, I’ll… cut the balls myself."

'Damn.'

Duraludon looked at Salamence in shock.

Bro, you said something that ruthless—how was I supposed to respond?

Duraludon took a deep breath: "I’ll do it too—twice."

Salamence: "I’ll do it three times."

Duraludon: "Four times."

"Five times."

Julian was initially taken aback by Salamence’s ruthlessness toward itself, but then these two idiots actually started competing over it.

And could you even cut a second time after the balls were gone?

He looked at the two of them helplessly.

Forget it, whatever.

Feeling mentally drained, Julian walked over to Arcanine: "Lie down."

Although the dog was puzzled, it still obediently lay down.

Julian then leaned against Arcanine’s belly, shifting a bit to get comfortable, resting on the dog while the grass cushioned him from below.

"Slowking, let’s rest here today."

Although the sun hadn't yet set, it was already a little past four in the afternoon, and he didn’t feel like continuing the journey.

The environment of this grassland was pretty good anyway, so they might as well rest here for the night.

"Slow~"

Slowking nodded: "What are we eating?"

"Anything’s fine, just more meat. I’m so hungry from dealing with these guys."

Shouldn’t anger suppress hunger? Julian’s appetite seemed to defy logic.

Slowking didn’t buy Julian’s nonsense.

"Gen~"

Gengar appeared before Slowking, who then started pulling ingredients out of its belly.

When the Primal Secret Realm first appeared, Slowking knew Julian would enter it sooner or later, so it had bought a lot of ingredients with Love and stored them in Gengar’s belly.

Since they didn’t know how long they would be staying, a large stock of ingredients had also been prepared in the system space.

Judging from the currently known size of the Primal Secret Realm, Slowking was quite relieved that it had purchased enough ingredients—otherwise, they would have had to leave the realm midway through exploration just to restock.

As soon as Slowking began preparing to cook, the two "chopping assistants," Kartana and Pawniard, immediately stepped forward.

Aegislash: 'I guess I was mistaken after all...'

Lucario and Melmetal went together to gather firewood.

Steelix pulled its head out of the ground and, seeing that meal preparations were already underway, was secretly glad.

Fortunately, it had been clever enough to bury its head underground at the first sign of trouble.

"Cos~"

Nebby, having slept for most of the day, woke up drowsily in Julian's arms.

It looked around in confusion—how had it gone from being comfortably at home to suddenly being in a grassy plain?

But the energy here felt so nice.

The energy within the Primal Secret Realm was even more suitable for Pokémon growth than that of Top-tier secret realms. This was also why there were so many Pseudo-Champion level Pokémon in this realm, along with the five revered as Kings.

As long as Pokémon stayed in this secret realm, even if they did nothing but absorb its energy, as long as their potential wasn't too low, they would achieve at least pseudo-Elite tier.

"It seems I really haven’t seen any Pokémon here with potential below Green," Julian muttered to himself.

Earlier, Julian had encountered a swarm of hundreds of thousands of Beedrill. At the time, he used his Probing Eyes—though he didn’t scan every single one, every Beedrill he saw had potential no lower than Green-grade.

Green-grade potential meant the highest limit was pseudo-Elite.

For a Beedrill swarm to have minimum Green-grade as potential was truly remarkable when you thought about it.

The fact that even Beedrill had such high potential was likely due to the energy of this realm.

If you stayed in this secret realm for a long time, your strength would increase, and naturally, you would give birth to offspring even more outstanding than yourself.

With each generation surpassing the last, their potential would naturally rise, and the likelihood of powerful individuals appearing would be much higher.

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