Pokémon Achievement Master

Chapter 4 4. System: I'm finally online

"The Iron Arm Gun Shrimp loses its combat effectiveness, the winners are Brilliant Frog Seed and Adams!"

Ani waved the command flag in her hand, the serious expression on her face could no longer hold back, and she soon cheered along with the other girls.

The feelings of the boys are particularly complicated. As expected of the big devil, well, I don't think they can get ahead before graduation.

Frog Seed put away his vine whip, and bounced to Adams.Adams wiped the sweat from his forehead, ignored the dust and sticky foam on the frog seeds, bent down, and easily picked up nearly 10 kilograms of frog seeds.

"Thank you, Frog Seed."

"Da na." The Frog Seed stretched out his vine whip, gently stroking Adams' head, and Adams could vaguely feel the meaning expressed by the image of the Frog Seed.

Happy cooperation, student Adams.

"Yes, happy cooperation, haha!"

Raising his hand, he took the Frog Seed back to the poke ball and handed it to the assistant teacher who had been waiting for a long time. The Frog Seed also needed medical care.

Scepin still used his loud voice and continued to explain the match just now, trying to make these rookie students absorb the gains from this game faster. It seemed that he had lost to a student, but it didn't seem to have any impact on Scepin.

Seeing Adams approaching, Scypin stopped his teaching and said, "Give our victor a louder applause."

The students applauded enthusiastically. For such a "classic" battle, with the teacher's explanation, they seemed to have learned something from it.

There is no way, the matches on TV are a bit too high-level for most students, and they can't understand the deeper tactics, so they can only sigh "Wow, that's amazing".

Scabine stroked the huge single claw of the cured gun shrimp, thanked him, took the elf back, and put it on the tray.

"Okay, all the students are divided into two groups, and each of the six groups of elves will take turns to practice the battle. Please prepare for the teaching assistants and referee students."

"Adams, come with me."

Regardless of the classmates who were scrambling for the frog seeds and the iron-armed gun shrimp behind, Scebin led Adams to a corner beside him.

Scybin found a step and sat down, leaning on his wind speed dog, and said to Adams: "What a wonderful tactic, for a student."

"Thank you, thank you, thanks to the teacher's teaching."

Adams replied politely, he didn't believe that Si Saibin didn't release the water.

"Elf battles are not just mindless attacks. Look at your classmates over there, some of them can't even remember the name of the skill..."

Adams didn't answer, he knew the level of his classmates well.

"You seem to have any doubts? Just ask."

"Mr. Spinning, do you know my father?"

Adams asked an irrelevant question.

"Good observation, Adams, yes, I do belong to Interpol."

"If you want to ask where your father is, I have nothing to say about this. I can only say that your father misses you both very much."

"What's the use of just thinking about it..." Adams whispered.

Spinning his beard stubble, he rarely showed a serious expression.

"Adams, your father is a great man, and he also has his difficulties. I hope you don't hate him."

"Thank you, teacher." Adams shook his head, "Please send him a message the next time you see him again. Mom and brother miss him very much."

"Teacher, I'll retire first."

After speaking, Adams turned and left.

What an unlovable child.

Spin said to the figure that was going further and further away: "I will recommend you to become the holder of the illustrated book, come on, Adams."

Adams paused, and then moved away from the noisy practice field.

Opening the door of the dormitory, Adams calculated the time, and the three roommates hadn't finished class yet.

After taking off the messy sportswear and throwing it into the washing machine, Adams entered the bathtub that had already been filled with water. The automatic massage system of the bathtub was activated, and the bath water mixed with tree fruit essence healed his tired body. For Adams, a new trainer, this battle was still too mentally exhausting.

As expected of the Interpol, if it wasn't for relying on the opponent to release the water today, maybe I lost before I changed my tactics.

Adams knew very well that as a time traveler, his current ability to command the elves to fight could only be considered moderate, and it was only a dream at this stage to beat the king of heaven and play with the champion.

Compared with some peers in this world who are about to defy the sky, I am still too weak.

My own advantage lies in the incomparable elf-related knowledge brought in my mind from the previous life, and. . . .

Leaning on the non-slip seat in the bathtub, Adams sank into his own sea of ​​consciousness.

"You are finally willing to see me, Lotto!"

"Do you know how boring I am, Lotto!"

"If you don't show up again, I will..."

In the spiritual world, as soon as Adams' consciousness opened his eyes, he heard an electronic voice mixed with joy and complaints, talking non-stop.

"Okay, Rotom, I'm here, I'm sorry for the delay."

"I forgive you, Lotto!"

Every time he talks to Rotom in his sea of ​​consciousness, Adams feels happy, not only because of Rotom's innocence and deceit, the only one who can really share all his secrets is this elf who resides in his sea of ​​consciousness.

"Rotom, open the log and count how many points we have so far. We should have earned a lot of money just now."

"Okay, loading, Lotto."

"The statistics are in. Just now, I got 1800 points, plus the original points, a total of 8600 points, which is enough for a [-]-game Gacha, Loto."

Adams nodded. These are all the points he has accumulated hard over the past few years. Without his own elf, the points won in each battle will be discounted. Otherwise, the points he won in this leapfrog match with Scepin should be more than that. Of course, there is a reason why the opponent did not use his own elf.

At present, Adams has only found a way to win points by playing against each other.

"Would you like to do a [-]-game Gacha now, Loto!"

Seeing this inexplicably excited Rotom, Adams decisively rejected it.

"Not for the time being, Rotom, I'm still in school, and there's no place to put the props I drew. Let's talk about it when I get home after a while."

Seeing this inexplicably disappointed Rotom, Adams softened his heart.

Adams stepped forward and put his hand on its electric body, um, it felt numb.

For this life trapped in his own sea of ​​consciousness, only Adams can feel happy when he enters the sea of ​​consciousness to talk with it and open the gashapon lottery.

Adams can understand the feeling of loneliness.

After chatting with Rotom for a while, and telling it about the interesting things he encountered in the past few days, Adams felt that the maximum time he could stay had come.

"Rotom, I'm leaving."

"Okay... remember to come often, Loto..."

The body in the bathroom paused, and Adams' consciousness went online again.

Judging from the water temperature, time should not have passed. Adams stared at the ceiling in a daze, feeling the comfortable bathing process, and his thoughts gradually fell into memories.

I learned from my mother that on the eve of entering the trainer school when I was eight years old, I suddenly fell into a coma for unknown reasons. Even if I combined well-known doctors and various elves for diagnosis, I couldn't get an accurate cause.

It even alarmed the father who was on the mission, causing him to return early and cause the mission to fail.

With nothing to do, three weeks later, when Adams' parents were about to despair, Adams woke up miraculously.

After diagnosis, Adams is fine physically and mentally.

In fact, during the coma, Adams' consciousness was trapped in his own sea of ​​consciousness and could not leave, and the outside world looked no different from a vegetable.

Fortunately, Adams met Rotom who was also in his Sea of ​​Consciousness. If it weren't for some Rotom that he could communicate with, Adams might go crazy himself.

After a while, the "culprit" who trapped Adams appeared, and it turned out to be the system that accompanied him through the time travel. For some reason, it was exactly the same as the interface of the counterfeit Pokémon game he played before the time travel.

The system at the time of crossing had an eight-year dormant period due to insufficient energy. When it finally saved enough energy to start up and was ready to go online, it almost killed its own host due to insufficient estimation.

What kind of dog system is this, Adams roared in the sea of ​​consciousness world.

Rotom, who appeared in his own sea of ​​consciousness, should be the guide embodied by the system, part-time commentator and Tucao service.

After Adams sorted out the reason, he woke up from a three-week coma.

Regarding the reason, Adams could only pretend that he didn't know how to fool the past, after all, it was not easy to explain.

Fortunately, the parents loved their children so much that they didn't investigate further, and after finding out that there was nothing wrong with it, the matter passed away.

After discussing with the school's school, Adams made an exception and became the only transfer student of the trainer school with his excellent admission results until now.

Hearing the sound of the door opening and the familiar noise, Adams interrupted his memory and sat up from the bathtub.

(End of this chapter)