Chapter 137: Zuo Hang: “xiaoxue, You’re A Bit Slothful!”
“So… you’re saying all this because you want…”
“Crisis! Crisis, Hangzi Ge! So many people are interested in the Student Union. You don’t think you can get elected without doing anything, right?” Xingye said.
Zuo Hang said: “Can’t you contact that canned food? Mention our relationship. Between me and Wang Wenchuan, he should know exactly who to choose. It’s just making a single-page promo, none of that matters.”
“Doesn’t matter?” Xingye immediately retorted: “If that’s not important, then what is?”
Zuo Hang said: “No one really thinks the Student Union election is a democratic event, right?”
Xingye was stunned, as if he understood something, then lightly coughed a few times: “Cough, we still have to go through the motions on the surface.”
Zuo Hang’s relationship with Jiang Xia was decent, and Xingye had always been in contact with Huohuo.
Student Union election. In the end, it’s still digested internally by the Student Union. Even if you get the highest votes, without the president’s nod, it’s hard.
Moreover, Zuo Hang remembered that after the whole school vote, the person with the highest votes still had to fight a 2v2 cooperative combat with the Student Council President, as the Student Union’s final assessment of you.
This battle was fair and open, conducted in the form of a whole school livestream. Only the winner could officially take the Student Council President’s title.
That afternoon.
“Pikachu! Thunderbolt!”
This command echoed through the hall, millions of thunderbolts blooming simultaneously, striking the ice barrier condensed by Snowy Child’s effort.
Pikachu naturally didn’t go all out.
Because this was just a performance match for shooting a promo video.
The lightning became gorgeous under Pikachu’s skilled control, while also losing its offensive nature.
Neither Zuo Hang nor Xingye lacked contribution points. They booked the Flowing Light training ground next to the No. 12 teaching building.
As the name implies, the light in this training ground was blocked by a special design. It had no great use except looking good, and what Zuo Hang needed now was exactly that—looking good.
The little loli carrying the camera stood behind Zuo Hang, shooting from a low-angle view. A ray of sunlight separated Zuo Hang and Pikachu. In the split shadows, the rumbling sound rose, and the cyan mad thunder was like an approaching tidal wave, completely engulfing the ice.
“Perfect!”
The little loli clapped her hands, signaling that the two could end it.
Snowy Child’s expression didn’t look great. The little loli felt that letting the two continue acting wasn’t a good decision.
Besides, she had already shot the footage she wanted.
“So… if possible, can you let me edit this video? I guarantee it won’t be worse than that canned food!” The little loli spoke a bit shyly, clearly having mustered her courage to say this.
A big UP with 10 million+ fans in the Pokémon battle zone versus an obscure little loli helping an uncle.
Between these two, who was more suitable to make the Student Council President’s election video was something that didn’t need consideration.
The little loli’s acquaintance with Zuo Hang wasn’t deep; they had only met once last time during skill application. Given their familiarity, this request seemed a bit excessive.
“No.” Zuo Hang said.
The response came faster than imagined.
It felt like an answer given without any thought.
Zuo Hang refused very straightforwardly.
“Pika~ Pikachu~~” The Electric Mouse trotted a few steps, jumped onto the little loli’s shoulder, and said in her ear.
The general meaning was that she wasn’t ready now. If she wanted to, she should at least gain some fame first. When she felt she could compete with that canned food, then come find Hang Hang.
Ever since offending Jiang Xia last time, Pikachu had engraved the two words “emotional intelligence” in its heart at all times.
Zuo Hang spoke a bit bluntly, and similarly, Pikachu lacked the ability for tactful expression when conveying something.
But Pikachu was cute.
Cute Pokémon were cute no matter what they said. Pikachu firmly believed this.
When Zuo Hang said something that might offend women—”straight guy talk”—Pikachu would come out to save the day.
“You mean… my skills aren’t good enough?” The girl lowered her head slightly and muttered softly.
Soon after, the little loli raised her head and said: “I’ll work hard! Later—I mean, when I also become Top 100! I hope you can choose me!”
Zuo Hang paused, thinking about the difficulty for an ordinary newbie to become Top 100.
“No need. When you have 100,000 fans, that’ll do.” Zuo Hang said.
The little loli seemed encouraged, her eyes full of confidence when leaving.
After she walked far away, Zuo Hang said to Xingye: “Xingye, your Snowy Child…”
“What’s wrong?”
“A bit slothful.”
“What?”
“A bit slothful.”
“Speak human.”
“Enmmm, how to put it, let me touch it.”
Zuo Hang suddenly stepped forward and reached out toward Snowy Child’s head under Xingye’s weird gaze.
“Maoji???”
Snowy Child called out in confusion.
“Maoji~~~~”
The first sound was confusion, the second became extremely comfortable.
A cool, icy feeling spread from the head throughout the body.
To know, making an ice-type Pokémon feel cold was almost impossible, but Zuo Hang managed it.
Xingye looked at Snowy Child’s comfortable appearance, a puzzled look flashing in his eyes.
‘Petting the head feels this good?’
‘Something’s off!’
‘Hangzi Ge, something’s wrong with you!’
About five seconds passed.
A faint light blue glow appeared on Snowy Child’s body, and about a quarter of the Power of Sloth in Zuo Hang’s body was gone.
He originally thought it would take time to find a Pokémon suitable for the Power of Sloth, but unexpectedly encountered one right after returning. No wonder Sloth’s main body told Zuo Hang that any ice-type Pokémon would do.
Xingye was one of his own; giving the Power of Sloth to Snowy Child wasn’t a loss.
“Maoji!!”
A light blue Flowing Light burst from Snowy Child’s eyes, its body continuously emitting low-temperature mist, seemingly digesting the Power of Sloth Zuo Hang gave it.
“Hey! Hangzi Ge, this…”
“Don’t worry, it’s fine.”
Xingye was a bit nervous.
He didn’t know what Zuo Hang did to Snowy Child, but seeing its current state, it shouldn’t be bad.
“I feel like Snowy Child is becoming stronger.” Xingye said: “Hangzi Ge, what exactly did you do?”
Zuo Hang said: “It’s a long story. A few things happened during the week I took leave…”
Zuo Hang told Xingye everything that happened at the Alster house, and also mentioned the staff named Xingye Zheng Hong.
Xingye said: “I really don’t know any elder named Zheng Hong. There are too many people in the Xingye family. If you really want to know, I can help ask around or check the family tree.”
Zuo Hang said: “It’s not that important. If it’s too much trouble, forget it.”
“Not troublesome, just asking around through connections.”
“Then thanks.”
“Just thanks is too casual. Between brothers…”
“Maoji~~~” While the two spoke, Snowy Child seemed to have finished absorbing the Power of Sloth.
The whole process had no pain, but was very comfortable.
“Maoji!” A hint of fighting spirit appeared in Snowy Child’s gaze toward Pikachu. It felt that its mastery of ice attribute form change had leveled up, and it urgently needed a combat training to verify.
“Pika!”
The Electric Mouse naturally wouldn’t back down; dark gold electric arcs had already lit up on its cheeks.
