The World of Omniscient Spirits

The people around should all be freshmen. When Bulbasaur attacks Nidorino, or when Nidorino hits Bulbasaur, there are always some fierce shouts.

The battle has obviously entered a white-hot stage.

"Bulbasaur, use the vine whip to catch it quickly." The girl directed Bulbasaur.

Two green vines stretched out from both sides of the plant on Bulbasaur's back and rushed directly towards Nidorino. Before Nidorino could react, the two vine whips wrapped around Nidorino's body.

As the vine whips became tighter and tighter, Nidorino's face also showed a painful expression.

""Nidorino, break free!" The boy was also directing Nidorino.

Perhaps because Nidorino had consumed too much energy in the previous battle, it tried to break free from the control of the whip, but ultimately failed.

As Nidorino struggled, the whip became tighter and tighter, causing more and more damage to it. When the damage Nidorino suffered reached a certain critical point, its eyes turned white and it completely gave up struggling.

It was obvious that it had lost its ability to fight.

At this time, another girl in volunteer clothes standing next to the battlefield spread her hands:"Nidorino has lost his ability to fight, so the winner of this battle is Ye Zi and her Bulbasaur."

This girl should be the referee.

"Good job, Bulbasaur. Ye Zi happily hugged Bulbasaur and shared her joy.

Bulbasaur also rubbed its face against Ye Zi's to express its joy.

""Nidorino, thank you for your hard work." The boy on the other side took out a spray prop from his pocket and sprayed it a few times on the marks caused by the whip on Nidorino's body.

The effect of this spray prop was immediate. After a few seconds, Nidorino opened his eyes again, but he still looked a little weak.

He looked at Bulbasaur with fighting spirit, obviously feeling a little unwilling to lose the battle.

The boy watched Nidorino regain his strength and took out the red and white Poké Ball from his pocket. With the pressing of the middle button, a red light shot out from the Poké Ball, and the red light wrapped around Nidorino's body. The next moment, it entered the Poké Ball with the red light.

For the natives of this world, the use of Poké Balls is very simple. It is not something surprising, after all, everyone's parents have more or less captured one or two Pokémon.

But for Li Ziye, seeing Nidorino being put into the Poké Ball with his own eyes was quite shocking.

How on earth could such a big Pokémon get into such a small Poké Ball?

The Poké Ball is really a terrifying technology.

The defeated boy pushed away the crowded crowd and ran towards a small room not far away. There was a red cross sign above the small room.

This generally represents the symbol of a hospital. Li Ziye looked at the map in his hand. That place was the school infirmary. Of course, the school was also the Pokémon Center, which was responsible for the physical recovery of the Pokémons.

"Let's go take a look?" Seeing that Li Ziye's eyes were always following the senior who was heading to the Elf Center, Song Jingyang simply suggested.

Fang Lin still had no objection as usual.

The three followed the senior's steps and approached the school clinic. Perhaps because it had assumed more functions, the school clinic was a little bigger than what Li Ziye remembered, and it was divided into two areas: the school clinic and the Elf Center.

The three were not sick, so there was no need to go to the school clinic, but walked towards the door of the Elf Center. Inside the Elf Center, there were several rows of seats, and a large screen was hung on it, with numbers and countdowns written on it. It should be the countdown for the treatment of the elves. time.

Because Li Ziye noticed that after the senior handed the Poké Ball to the nurse at the Poké Center, the nurse placed the Poké Ball on a device behind her, and a five-minute countdown immediately appeared on the top of the screen. When the other countdown ended, a boy immediately went to the nurse and received the Poké Ball from her.

Li Ziye walked curiously in the Poké Center, and when he saw the vending machine in front of him, he leaned in to take a look.

He saw that there were some props placed in the vending machine, which were props specifically for Pokémons.

Like.

Wound medicine: 200

Burning medicine: 300

Good medicine: 700

, etc.

Because Li Ziye knew that the prices in this world were the same as in his memory, so it seemed that these Pokémon props were indeed ridiculously expensive.

And the appearance of that wound medicine was exactly the same as the one that Li Ziye had just seen the senior use on Nidorino.

"What's up, do you want to buy some Pokémon supplies?"The Nidorino trainer came over. His Pokémon was still being treated, so he had nothing to do, so he might as well come over and see these young students.

"It seems a bit expensive." Li Ziye expressed his thoughts.

The senior nodded:"Indeed, but these are not disposable items. If you use the wound medicine sparingly, my Nidorino can be used about ten times. If you want to buy elf supplies, you'd better not buy them here. The vending machine is for people who need them temporarily. If you want to buy them, you can go to the supermarket near the dormitory. The supermarket has special elf props for sale, and the price is 10% off here."

"Thank you, senior." Li Ziye hurriedly thanked

"You're welcome. I think you guys should be following me. The other freshmen should be focusing on Ye Zi. Only the three of you should be following me." The senior student's tone was a little melancholy. If possible, he also wanted to exchange the environment with Ye Zi and be praised by the younger students.

"We are just a little curious about the Pokémon Center in the school." Li Ziye explained embarrassedly.

The senior student shook his head awkwardly and said,"Let me introduce myself. I am Sun Zenan from the Honghu class in the second grade of high school. I am ranked twelfth in the class. The senior sister Ye Zi just now is ranked tenth."

"I am Li Ziye, from Class 1-2 of Senior High School. They are my classmates, Song Jingyang and Fang Lin. Li Ziye introduced their names.

""Senior Sun, what does this twelfth place mean? Are there still rankings in the Honghu class?" Song Jingyang noticed Sun Zenan's words and asked

"Yes, there are 23 students in our Honghu class this year, and based on their usual performance and sparring situations, we will get a score to determine everyone's ranking." Sun Zenan explained.