Chapter 3: The Wailmer That Knows Rain Dance
Old Ban said: “First, listen to the conditions my family is offering you?”
She truly admired Lu Li. His origin was humble, but his talent was astonishing. Although she still didn’t know Lu Li’s talent in the trainer aspect, just the grower and breeder talent he had shown was enough for her family to spend a fortune to recruit him.
Lu Li nodded and did not refuse.
Old Ban: “Personal guidance from a Gym-level Breeder, along with a Corphish Pokémon Egg, and 3 million League Coins per year or equivalent Pokémon Secret Treasures.”
Hiss~
Lu Li drew in a sharp breath.
It wasn’t that the offer was too little, but too much.
The status of a Gym-level Breeder was almost equivalent to that of a Gym Level Pokémon Trainer, or even slightly higher.
Guidance from such an existence was almost equivalent to apprenticing under a Gym Level Trainer.
As for Corphish, no need to mention it. Ranked by Pokémon rarity, Corphish was definitely in the second tier. Only Pseudo-Legendaries were rarer than Corphish.
And the final 3 million League Coins weren’t much in comparison.
If he hadn’t broken through to the Qi Refining Stage, Lu Li would have agreed to Old Ban without hesitation, but now…
“Sorry, Old Ban, I hope to become an Independent Trainer.” Lu Li refused.
Seeing Lu Li refuse again, Old Ban sighed.
She knew the conditions from the family hadn’t moved Lu Li, but this was already the highest conditions the family side could offer.
As for Independent Trainer?
Old Ban didn’t believe that at all. Independent Trainer? It was just that her conditions weren’t sufficient.
“Alright, I won’t persuade you further, but the doors of the Jin Family are always open to you.” After Old Ban finished speaking, she picked up the water cup and drank on her own.
Lu Li nodded with a smile, then turned and left Old Ban’s office.
After leaving the school, Lu Li bought two Poké Balls at the Pokémon store near the school.
One Poké Ball cost 500 League Coins. Lu Li didn’t plan to buy too many ordinary Poké Balls, as his goal was just to research these Poké Balls.
Through years of systematic study, the Artifact Refiner in the Cultivation Hundred Arts had been localized a bit by him. If he was lucky, it wouldn’t be long before he could try refining Poké Balls himself.
When he returned to the yard again, the Wailmer, hearing the noise, jumped in the water vat to express its joy.
After putting the hiking backpack in the house, Lu Li casually called out: “Xiao Mei, one more wave of Rain Dance.”
A light drizzle fell, lasting a full 4 minutes.
Ever since the Wailmer learned Rain Dance, he no longer needed to water the plants in the yard.
Sitting on the steps at the doorway, Lu Li frowned, pondering the choice of his true Starter Pokémon?
The Wailmer didn’t count as his Starter Pokémon. A trainer’s Pokémon had only one requirement: combat power, sufficiently powerful combat power.
After six years of nurturing, although the Wailmer was a Veteran Level Pokémon, it had no combat power. After all, among the Wailmer’s skills, the only one with lethality was Tackle.
But the Wailmer’s bulk was there, and with terrain limitations, on land the Wailmer couldn’t even beat a novice-level Weedle.
This was the awkward positioning of the Wailmer now.
In this world, the evolved form of Wailmer, Milotic, was known to almost everyone, but truly nurturing Wailmer—aside from those with background in their families—almost no commoners would nurture Wailmer.
Even the lowest-level Dazzling Cube wasn’t something ordinary families could use long-term, let alone Dazzling Scales.
A Milotic produced only three scales every sixty years, and those were the Milotic’s Rage Scales. That thing took 60 years to recover.
Normally, a strong Milotic wouldn’t shed three Rage Scales at once, so the price of Dazzling Scales started at millions.
And there was the qualification issue—not every Wailmer could evolve with Dazzling Scales, otherwise Milotic wouldn’t be so cherished.
The Pokémon called the ugliest evolved by becoming beautiful; this was truly Arceus deliberately making things difficult for Wailmer.
For the choice of his first Starter Pokémon, Lu Li first considered Bug-types, like Beedrill and Butterfree.
The characteristics of Bug-type Pokémon were fast evolution and fast growth; the downsides were low upper limit and shorter lifespan than normal Pokémon.
However, this was just the most helpless choice. If possible, Lu Li hoped to catch a Pokémon that knew Ploughing.
In the Cultivation Hundred Arts, there was a profession called Spirit Farmer, with a spell specialized for farming called Spirit Nourishing Technique.
The general effect was to nourish the land with spiritual energy, then accelerate the growth of Spirit Plants on the land.
From the combination of Wailmer’s Rain Dance and Spirit Rain Technique, Ploughing should be able to overlap with Spirit Nourishing Technique.
Then, a Pokémon that knew Special Ground Force plus the Wailmer’s Spirit Rain Technique, becoming a farm tycoon in the future wouldn’t be too difficult.
But doing everything still depended on tomorrow.
Thinking this way, Lu Li got up and entered the kitchen. Next was mealtime; after eating, he still had to cultivate in the evening.
Although the 18-series mixed Spiritual Root offered no hope for longevity, years of habit had made Lu Li accustomed to meditating and cultivating at night.
After eating, he fed the Wailmer two Energy Cubes, then Lu Li sat cross-legged by the water vat to cultivate.
Over these years, his small savings had only decreased, and the Wailmer took the largest merit. No way around it—Energy Cubes were extremely expensive.
The price of one ordinary Energy Cube was equivalent to two chickens; this was also why the barrier to becoming a trainer was so high.
After eating the Energy Cubes, the Wailmer quietly watched the meditating Lu Li, thinking to itself: “I really want to evolve quickly, so I can help the trainer.”
The next day early in the morning.
When the sun had just risen, Lu Li exited the cultivation state.
Habitually getting up to cook and feed the Wailmer, then instructing the Wailmer for one more wave of Rain Dance, Lu Li pulled out a hiking backpack from the bedroom.
The wilderness in this world wasn’t safe, at least not for ordinary people.
Various wild Pokémon were distributed in the wilderness. Going beyond the city without some strength was almost no different from seeking death.
“Xiao Mei, you…”
Before Lu Li finished speaking, the Clownfish tapped the edge of the water vat, then gently spat out a few bubbles.
Seeing the Wailmer wanted to go to the wilderness with him, Lu Li shook his head and refused: “No! The Razz Berries are about to ripen. At this time, you need to stay home and guard the house, so no one steals it.”
Hearing this, the Wailmer looked glumly at the Razz Berries in the yard, then dejectedly dove to the bottom of the water vat.
It both loved and hated the Berries and Herbs in the yard—one side was its hope for evolution, the other was the burden holding it back from adventuring with the trainer.
Seeing this, Lu Li smiled, then shouldered the hiking backpack and left the yard.
The technology in the Pokémon World was actually quite strange. Compared to the world before transmigrating, this world’s weapons technology was very backward, but civilian technology was very advanced.
Lu Li casually hailed a maglev sedan by the roadside.
After getting in, Lu Li said: “Driver, take me to Golden Chicken Village.”
Golden Chicken Village was one of the farthest villages from Qingfeng City. That village was almost in a semi-abandoned state, mainly because Golden Chicken Village was too close to the Qingfeng Mountain Range, and wild Pokémon injuring people events frequently occurred.
Hearing this, the driver couldn’t help turning to look at Lu Li, then asked curiously: “Youth, are you a Pokémon Trainer?”
Lu Li shook his head: “No, my home is over there. I’m going back to see Grandfather and Grandmother.
