"Ah..."
"We're finally back."
April 15th, Saturday.
After a two-month-long check-up, Eevee was completely normal, posing no social threat, and Fang Yuan and company could finally return to Pingcheng happily.
The news of Fang Yuan's discharge was known only to Dad Fang, Mom Fang, and a few people from the Ping City Trainer Association.
And the one to bring Fang Yuan back to Pingcheng was Yang Han from the Pingcheng Trainer Association.
"You've gotten quite a bit chubbier in those two months, huh? Was the food good over there?"
Yang Han drove the car, looking towards Fang Yuan and Eevee in the back seat, said.
"It was a lot better than the cafeteria food at Pingcheng No.1 Middle School."
Fang Yuan remarked, then asked, "If we do well in this competition, do you think the school might improve the taste of the cafeteria food?"
"Uh..." Yang Han didn't expect Fang Yuan to ask something like that.
"You're about to graduate..."
"Oh yeah, right." Fang Yuan realized.
It seemed he had truly trained himself silly.
"But it wouldn't be bad to contribute something for the younger brothers and sisters," Yang Han said.
"If you perform well and make some requests to the school authorities, I think the school will consider it."
Fang Yuan waved his hand dismissively, said, "I'm about to graduate anyway... forget I said anything."
Making requests to the school authorities felt like such a hassle.
"Bwoo..." Eevee sighed. Entrusted to a senior like you, your juniors are really pitiable.
Yang Han was silent...
After a while, he said:
"Liu Le and the others are training at the school at this time."
"With the competition impending, most of their efforts are focused on team integration. Since you haven't attended any team training, it will be difficult to fit into the team. Let me personally assess the progress you've made during this time."
As Fang Yuan and Eevee were hospitalized for observation, they managed to make it for the competition, but missed the unified team training organized by the school in the second half of the semester.
Hence, it was imperative to quickly find a solution for this issue.
"Sounds good," Fang Yuan responded.
Returning to Pingcheng, he felt especially at ease.
Managing to return before the start of the provincial high school competition eased Fang Yuan's mind.
The prize money was secondary; the key was to bring honor to the school, Fang Yuan thought unashamedly.
Before long,
Yang Han's car stopped in front of the Trainer Association. Although Fang Yuan wanted to head straight home, since Yang Han wanted to check his progress, Fang Yuan had no reason to refuse.
In front of the Trainer Association, Zhuang Xin, who had received the news in advance, was also present.
Having two Professional Trainers at the same time to evaluate his training results surprised Fang Yuan.
But Fang Yuan also understood that Zhuang Xin, being the main person in charge of Pingcheng's New Star Project, definitely had a clearer grasp of Liu Le and the others' actual conditions than Yang Han.
With Zhuang Xin personally collecting Fang Yuan's information, the team system of the New Star Project could also be better rebuilt.
"Get in the car," Yang Han said.
Zhuang Xin got into the car.
In the two months that had passed, the Ping City Trainer Association had shown considerable concern for Fang Yuan, so upon his return, everyone naturally got straight to the point without wasting time on small talk.
Zhuang Xin held a laptop, intending to use it to record Fang Yuan's information.
As for where to test the training results, naturally, it wasn't near the Trainer Association—Yang Han directly booked a battle arena.
When the three of them arrived at the location, Fang Yuan asked while walking, "Brother Yang, how are we going to do the assessment?"
"Let's do it in the form of a guidance battle. Little Zhuang, you're responsible for the after-action analysis."
Guidance battles were battles where the participants had a significant difference in strength, and the focus wasn't on winning or losing.
The stronger party would lead the weaker one to expose more flaws, thereby taking the opportunity to offer guidance.
Fang Yuan often sought guidance battles with Teacher Bai Ning while at school, so he was familiar with this type of battle.
For him, it was only a matter of doing his best.
For Yang Han, however, care was needed to avoid accidentally knocking out Eevee.
"Got it!" Fang Yuan clenched his fists in anticipation.
Meanwhile, Zhuang Xin nodded, took her laptop, and sat down in a place where she could observe the battle.
"Bwoo..."
Eevee was somewhat reluctant about the battle due to the huge gap in strength. Although it was a guidance battle, Eevee still resisted, as all Pokemon, including Eevee, liked to dominate weaker opponents.
Eevee sighed and hopped off Fang Yuan's shoulder, stepping into the arena to face Yang Han...
This uncle, his Pokemon are mostly of the Fire Type... If hit directly by a move, it might take many days to recover its beautiful fur.
Eevee felt uneasy, hoping Yang Han wouldn't send out a Fire Type Pokemon.
"Go, Charizard!"
Eevee: "..."
Roar!!!!
When the Charizard with huge flying wings stood majestically in the arena, Eevee vigorously shook its head.
Looking at Charizard's not-so-friendly expression, Eevee knew this guy had saved it once, but it might still end up falling to him today.
"Charizard, huh..." Fang Yuan looked at the Charizard, then at Eevee.
Indeed, Charizard was cooler... But nurturing a Charizard required even more resources, that was for sure.
Whoo~~
Facing Eevee, Charizard blew a thin stream of fire, extended a finger, and beckoned with a taunt.
"Bwoo~"
Eevee disdainfully turned up its nose and extended a finger in response, performing a taunt as well.
It even used pretentious moves.
With that taunt...
Charizard's eyes widened in an instant, the flame on its tail burning more fiercely, the color beginning to shift towards blue and white...