"Our Withered vermilion Gym's challenges have always been divided into a literary fight and a physical fight. As long as you win either of them, you can get the gym's victory trophy, the orange badge."
As he spoke,lt surge showed a badge that looked like a little sun, which made ash feel itchy.
Wait,
a literary fight?
ash frowned, wondering what kind of operation was this.
Wendou could actually electrocute that Rattata until it was crispy on the outside and tender and meaty on the inside?
Even his henchmen beside him were confused.
It turns out that in the vermilion Gym, which has always been a place of no morals, there is still a literary struggle?
ash couldn't help but look up and glance at lt surge's tall and mighty figure. It seems that he can indeed have the upper hand in literary struggle.
In the past few days, he took some time to recite the attribute restraint table again. He can probably remember about 30% of it, and now he feels relieved.
Soon, lt surge's shouted towards the back of the venue.
An old man with a white beard and big-framed sunglasses came out.
His facial features were completely invisible, and he was holding a book in his arms.
He was less than 1 meter tall, and he stared at Pikachu as soon as he came out, which made Xiaozhi secretly wonder if this person was Meowth from Team Rocket in disguise?
"Ahem, this is the president of the Pokémon Club and the honorary president of our Vermillion City branch of the Electric Mouse Club. He will be the referee of this literary competition."
lt surge introduced.
"Hello, President."
ash and the other two quickly greeted him politely.
The president nodded upon seeing this and threw a candy to ash.
"This is a magical candy that can make Pokémon's muscles stronger. By the way, your Pikachu is a little out of shape."
ash subconsciously unwrapped the candy and stuffed it into Pikachu's mouth.
"Pickup truck."
The latter swallowed it in a few gulps and shook his ears, as if nothing unusual had happened.
It's a fake.
The literary struggle begins.
"Ahem, these are all things a normal and qualified trainer needs to know. Let's start the competition."
The president opened his thick book and looked at the two of them seriously.
"So, first question, what is Pikachu's attribute?"
Hearing this, ash raised the corner of his mouth. What kind of question is this? Are you insulting me?
"It's electric!"
He answered immediately, but lt surge just pursed his lips indifferently and was not in a hurry to answer.
"Player ash adds one point, the score is now 1:0."
The president nodded and asked again:
"Question 2: What are Pikachu's characteristics?"
"?"
ash's face suddenly froze. So, he really didn't know what Pikachu's characteristics were.
Usually, Pikachu liked to take out his own bed sheets and quilts to sleep when he had nothing to do. Maybe it was his laziness?
He liked to eat, or was it his greed?
In the end, he could only stammer and tentatively say:
"Is it thick, thick fat?"
Is this really the knowledge that a normal trainer needs to master?
"It's static electricity or a lightning rod!"
lt surge couldn't help but laugh, and then his tone was filled with sarcasm:
"You don't even know the characteristics of your own Pikachu. This is not a qualified trainer."
ash was about to say something in rebuttal when the illustrated book in his pocket suddenly made a sound.
"Beep. Pikachu, the Pokémon from Bad Street, Ability: Thick Fat."
lt surge: "?"
For a moment, even the club president was stunned. He looked down at the size of Ash's Pikachu and hesitated for a long time.
Illustrated books have always been a type of thing that never tells lies.
Could it be that something mutated?
The last badge can only skip this question, and the current score is still 1:0.
"Question 3: What kind of item does Pikachu need to evolve into Raichu?"
Upon hearing this, lt surge's body trembled violently, and he quickly replied:
"Haha, I know this, it's a power amplifier!"
lt surge, President: "?"
"Beep. Pikachu's evolution item: Power Amplifier."
The illustrated book added another sentence, as if to increase the owner's persuasiveness.
lt surge, President: "???"
The question just now confused them, and for a second, they even thought that they were wrong.
But the answer to this question is definitely the Thunder Stone.
This is how lt surge's Raichu evolved, there is no doubt about it.
It turns out that the source of all evil is that illustrated book. What a misleading young man!
The score came to 1:2. The president gave the special score just now to lt surge and even wanted to smash the illustrated book.
"Question 4: What is the best food ratio for Pikachu?"
ash: "?"
This time he finally saw the cover of the book in the president's hands.
"Electric Rat Breeding Manual"
Normal trainer common sense be damned!
But now he had to bite the bullet and tried again,
"Eat more meat and less vegetables?"
"It's 70% of electric mouse food + 25% of vegetables, fruits and seeds + 10% of snacks! It seems that you don't know how to breed electric mice at all."
lt surge recited it by heart and moved to the next floor again.
ash: "."
Is there something wrong with your total ratio?
ash was quickly defeated. He had never heard of anything that followed, such as how to rub the stomach to prevent depression, measures to prevent heatstroke, etc.
Even the last and final question, which is the best position to choose when having sex with an electric mouse, made him blush.
The score was 1:9, a rare defeat.
Except for knowing Pikachu's attributes in the first question, ash didn't get any points.
"Young man, you are not a qualified electric mouse trainer. Why don't you let it go?"
After the game, the president also made some reasonable suggestions, which made ash completely angry.
"Humph, there's no need for so much knowledge in the manual. As long as Pikachu is happy, that's the most correct thing! Am I right, Pikachu?"
"Pica.?"
Pikachu turned his head towards him, and as he looked at him, his yellow face suddenly turned red for no apparent reason, and he shyly stopped looking at ash.
It is still recalling the knowledge from the last question.
"Pikachu you.!"
ash's breath was choked and he was shaking with anger.
Finally, he slapped his face, clenched his fists, and shouted:
"A man should fight head-on. It's a mess to fight with words. Even if I win, I won't accept this badge!"
Of course, two winners.
Seeing this, lt surge was also ignited by ash's desire to fight. He clapped his hands, and his younger brothers quickly cleared a space for a fight.
"Even though you lost the literary duel, if you win the Pokémon battle, you can still get my orange badge."
"The rules of the match are one-on-one, and the general I'm going to field is my Raichu!"
"Raichu!!"
Raichu, who had been watching from the side, came up, and his two thick brown and yellow fists touched in front of him, and the electric current in the airbag on his face trembled.
In fact, it is also very annoyed by its master's so-called theory of literary struggle.
You always talk about body positions, but can't you take it out and practice it one day?
Humph, today I'm going to use your little electric mouse to vent my anger!
"Raichu~!"
Raichu hooked his finger at Pikachu, who was still blushing and thinking about life.
"Don't scratch Pikachu, we must beat this guy this time!!"
Pikachu's body trembled at ash's voice, and he came back to his senses suddenly.
"Pika!"
It took a deep breath, and with its belly sticking out, it slowly walked in front of Raichu with a determined look in its eyes.
It's time to clock in!
The two electric mice walked to the center of the arena, their bellies pressed together, neither willing to give in, their eyes flashing with lightning.
(End of this chapter)