Chapter 10: My Trainer Is Different From Others
The bell rang signaling the end of the second period, with no familiar inter-class exercises, several Pokémon continued practicing.
Zuo Rou had been following behind Turtwig cheering him on, when the bell rang, Zuo Rou ran to the vending machine at the edge of the sports field, scanned the QR code with her terminal, and a bottle of energy drink with a Rapidash pattern rolled out from the vending machine.
This was the Baishi family’s “Fire Horse” energy drink, which could quickly restore a Pokémon’s stamina, available in different fruit flavors, and tasted excellent when chilled.
Turtwig tilted his head back, “Gulp~gulp~” and chugged half of the energy drink.
“Rest for a bit first, class is already over.”
“Poga! Pogapoga~~”
Turtwig indicated that he seemed to have found the feeling and needed to seize the moment to master it.
Seeing this, Zuo Rou didn’t insist and respected Turtwig’s opinion.
“Since you’ve decided, you have to complete it! Don’t worry, no matter how long the practice takes, I’ll be with you!”
Zuo Rou smiled gently, and Turtwig seemed to have energy again, pushing off with his feet, raising his wings, and tackling toward Snowy Child.
On the other side, under the old wutong tree.
“No way, you really got so fat that you can’t even use Tackle? You ate all those leaves for nothing? Put some effort into it! Hit hard!”
Caterpillar slammed fiercely against the tree trunk, looking just like an old ox celebrating the New Year.
However.
The skill light did not appear.
He was just simply hitting the tree.
“Sigh, forget it, rest for a bit first.” Hoshino Ryuji said helplessly, “Stay here! Don’t eat the leaves on the school trees! I’ll go buy an energy drink.”
Fletchling flapped its wings into the air, dove down, ascended, dove again, with a faint skill light glowing on its beak.
Success!
Fletchling was delighted inside, though the light was weak, it already counted as initial mastery, looking around the sports field, it seemed no first-year high school student’s Pokémon could produce skill light yet.
Eager to show off to his trainer, but Zuo Hang’s gaze wasn’t on this side at all.
Holding a book in his hand, Zuo Hang was leaning under an old tree with a large canopy, just enough to block the sunlight above his head.
《Pokémon Personality’s Influence on Stats》
Zuo Hang was reading this book, he really wanted to know how the knowledge in the textbook differed from his own understanding, just personality alone took over a hundred pages, in Zuo Hang’s view, personality’s influence on stats was just a form.
It seems all worlds are pretty much the same.
Textbooks always manage to turn easily understandable things into lengthy treatises, piling up a bunch of jargon to successfully bore people to sleep.
Fletchling noticed his master didn’t seem to be looking this way, and suddenly felt a bit lonely inside.
Other people’s Pokémon have energy drinks to drink, other people’s Pokémon have trainers accompanying them.
The sharp Electric Mouse noticed Fletchling’s mood change.
After looking around, the Electric Mouse quickly understood the reason.
Pikachu and Zuo Hang were old partners, Pikachu could usually guess Zuo Hang’s little schemes.
He wasn’t uncaring toward Pokémon or deliberately cold to them.
Zuo Hang had a habit, when capturing a new companion, he would usually “free-range” them for a period first.
Formulate a training plan suited to this Pokémon, then let it train on its own while Zuo Hang observed from the side.
The meaning of this behavior was to determine the Pokémon’s personality in the shortest time.
Whether humans or Pokémon, when “alone” they would reveal their true nature, lively, frank, mischievous, carefree types like to talk to themselves when alone.
Arrogant Pokémon might doubt this training method after practicing for a while, then arbitrarily change the trainer’s plan and train in what they think is the right way.
Shy, lonely, timid, sluggish types of Pokémon usually can’t endure the loneliness of training alone and start to fear and avoid it.
Zuo Hang uses the “free-range for a period” method to determine the Pokémon’s personality, then starts formulating a training plan suited to this Pokémon.
It might be very effective, very efficient, but intimacy with the Pokémon won’t be high.
That mischievous kid probably became estranged from Zuo Hang largely because of this training method.
Compared to other trainers, Zuo Hang is a bit too adamant about his training method.
This might be why Zuo Tian had Zuo Hang come to the academy for regular studies, “wild methods” are still “wild methods,” sooner or later Zuo Hang will suffer because of this nurturing approach.
The Electric Mouse walked to the shade of the big tree and patted Zuo Hang’s calf.
“Pika! Pikapika~~pikaqiu!!”
Zuo Hang, who was reading, looked up, “What’s up? Oh, you mean Fletchling, it’s fine, he can do it.”
“Pika!!!!”
“Needs company?” Zuo Hang looked around and saw Fletchling did seem a bit lonely, but… he had no intention of changing his mind.
He reached out and stroked Pikachu’s soft fur, Zuo Hang said: “I know he might want me to stand behind him like other trainers, maybe envies other kids for having energy drinks… But loneliness is something every creature must experience, if he can’t even endure being alone, let alone the tough training later?”
——Sigh~
Life is not easy, Pikachu sighed.
That wasn’t what he meant at all.
“Pokémon are lonely when they first hatch, little by little knocking apart the darkness in the dark eggshell.”
Pikachu covered its ears.
Here we go again.
His family head’s life lesson time.
Zuo Hang is a very adamant person, won’t easily change his ideas, even if Pikachu talks to him, it’s probably useless, he’ll still stick to his training method.
This can be seen from the mischievous kid, even though they ended up estranged, he didn’t change his nurturing method.
One high flight after another, one tackle after another.
The bell rang signaling the end of the third period.
Flowing light sharply bloomed on Fletchling’s beak.
“—Whoosh!”
Its body shot out like a feathered arrow!
A prismatic hole appeared on the old wutong at the edge of the sports field, its depth seeming a bit deeper than the one made by Teacher Guan Tong’s Taillow.
After this move, Fletchling’s vision went black, it lost its balance, and fell from mid-air.
As a Pokémon not even a week old since hatching, three periods of time… uninterrupted practice, its stamina was completely exhausted.
Zuo Hang closed the textbook, pushed off with his legs, leaped nimbly, and caught Fletchling falling from mid-air.
“Good work, you did well.” A red light flashed, Zuo Hang recalled Fletchling to the ball, “Rest well, you’ve already pulled far ahead.”
Zuo Hang opened the textbook again, and on the following page wrote down adamant, hardworking, calm, lonely four personalities, then added a bracket afterward, writing down （docile, bold, quiet, and frank） four alternatives.
As for the exact personality, probably three to five training sessions would conclude it.
Brothers~ Invest in this new book~~
