Chapter 1372

Coordinator Trainer.

In recent years, competitions for this profession have emerged one after another.

Pokémon Contests have changed from unique to the most authoritative competitions, and the number of Coordinator Trainers has expanded rapidly as a result.

In this regard, the three generations of the Sootopolis Gym are undoubtedly indispensable.

Wallace, Juan, and Lisia's global tours once topped the headlines with the name of Coordinator Trainer many times, and the widespread explosion of PokéTok also made Coordinator Trainer an option for many young people.

After all, battling is not only a test of combat talent but also relatively violent.

Even though Pokémon are generally born violent and possess destructive elemental powers, there are still many people who are not interested in fighting.

Such phenomena have been increasing in recent years.

It has also caused the number of new-generation Pokémon Trainers in various regions to decrease proportionally every year, and many regions have fallen into a dilemma of lacking successors.

Orre Academy secretly cultivates talent for the Orre League, but on the surface, it has no intention of forcing students to take battle classes, which is why All Baimu took the initiative to ask Mei if she had the willingness to become a Coordinator Trainer.

Mei was slightly hesitant before, just because she really didn't know much about what a Coordinator Trainer was.

Now, through PokéTok, she has a rough concept.

And compared to battling, the main practice subjects of Coordinator Trainers such as gorgeous performances are indeed more suitable for her conflict-avoidant personality.

Very good!

Let's work hard starting from being a Coordinator Trainer!

Mei mobilized her own enthusiasm and said to her two and a half Pokémon: "Come on! Work hard!"

"Tama!"

"Hino!"

"Ooo!"

Foongus, Cyndaquil, and the Poryphone responded in unison.

Nearly a week of living together made them gradually familiar with each other, with no extra sense of estrangement.

The overly familiar Poryphone goes without saying; the timid Cyndaquil now sleeps by Mei's pillow every night with Foongus, while treating this Grass-type Pokémon as the boss.

They say Pokémon and Trainers' personalities converge, but Mei and Foongus don't seem to be like that.

Foongus is not only resilient in personality but also quite reliable on weekdays; I believe sooner or later it will be able to give Mei an incomparably reliable back, making opponents curse how there can be such a sneaky Pokémon!

——Coordinator Trainer Lesson One.

Mei followed the tutorials of a top Coordinator Trainer on PokéTok to prepare new looks for Foongus, Cyndaquil, and the Poryphone.

The tutorial says that Coordinator Trainers focus on the Pokémon's own aesthetic, needing to dig out the Pokémon's characteristics and express their unique beauty. According to different directions, it can be divided into: Beauty, Cool, Cute, Clever, and Tough.

Mei chose Cool for Foongus and Cute for Cyndaquil.

She originally wanted to choose a direction for the Poryphone, but the Poryphone refused, saying that it was mainly responsible for logistics work.

Then Mei bought it a new phone case with a sense of regret.

"You are so smart..."

Clearly the most suitable for this track!

Poryphone: "......"

It's hard for it to explain to Mei that everything it knows is looked up on the internet.

"Is this look okay?"

Mei messed around for a while and looked at the Pokémon tentatively.

To highlight Foongus's coolness, she installed a small tie on its lower abdomen; to highlight Cyndaquil's cuteness, she put a head flower and a small skirt on it.

She tilted her head and observed for a while, brought a mirror, and said: "How is it?"

"Tama~"

Foongus felt good about itself, even adjusted it with its small hands, and winked at the mirror.

Cyndaquil looked at itself in the mirror, dazed and stunned, tried to move forward but was tripped by the skirt, and in a panic, almost sprayed flames from its back, burning the skirt and head flower to ashes.

Fortunately, its emotions gradually stabilized; although timid, it didn't have the habit of playing with fire casually.

Mei supported it and asked with concern, "Are you okay?"

"Hino~"

Cyndaquil shook its head.

After Mei felt relieved, she didn't know how to comment; the tutorial said that after finishing the first styling for a Pokémon, you have to find someone with aesthetic level, or even someone who is an expert, to help judge it.

"Should I connect with those Coordinator Trainer streamers?"

The Poryphone suggested, "Live streaming seems very popular now; you can consider opening one someday."

Hearing this in the past, Mei would only wave her hands and refuse, thinking she definitely couldn't do it.

Now that she is familiar with the Poryphone, she understands that the other party is just giving a suggestion.

She has received many, many suggestions these days.

"......"

After struggling, Mei felt that since she had made up her mind, it was indeed necessary to move toward a real Coordinator Trainer, "Connect!"

Upon hearing this, the Poryphone found a big streamer and tried to connect.

Unfortunately, it and the nervous Mei soon discovered that either the streamer of the target type didn't have a connection review session, or they couldn't get in line at all, causing her to do all the mental preparation in vain.

Mei was a little dazed, "... Or, skip this part first?"

"No!"

The Poryphone felt that its face was a bit unable to hold up.

PokéTok is the home base of their Poryphones, and today they couldn't even do a small connection?

It doesn't matter! It still has connections!

The Poryphone directly asked its superior for help in a group called "Orre Academy Family."

Soon, the group became active, and all Poryphones began to @ a name—

Porygon2!

Before long, the Poryphone showed a satisfied expression and said to Mei, "Wait a moment! Reinforcements are coming soon!"

"Reinforcements?" Mei was slightly startled, "Do you have friends you know?"

Poryphone: "Can't say friends, um, godfather, this vocabulary should be popular on the internet now."

A casual remark made by a certain source of pollution successfully polluted the network space through a powerful pollution channel.

Even if it has consciously restrained itself recently, there are occasional unavoidable situations.

Fortunately, it is precisely because of these memes that can be called "pollution sources" that PokéTok became software comparable to PokéBlog within just one year.

The low-key Aether Foundation has thus become the world's premier media company.

"Godfather? Your creator?"

Mei became more and more curious.

The Poryphone smiled without saying a word.

A few minutes later, two figures suddenly descended from the sky, shaking up large patches of flowers, and also scaring Cyndaquil into jumping up on the spot, hiding behind Mei in a panic.

"Eh? Who?"

"Hello! The master has arrived! Welcome quickly!" A voice familiar yet unfamiliar to Mei entered her ears.

She blinked, only then seeing it was another Poryphone and a proud-looking Mawile.

Her Poryphone immediately greeted it, "You came so fast! Please, godfather!"

"Small matter! The favor I owe you must be repaid!" The Poryphone on the opposite side made a 'V' sign on the screen.

Then, under Mei's gaze, Mawile walked toward Foongus and the timid Cyndaquil, turned around twice when looking at the former, and nodded as if unintentionally.

When it looked at Cyndaquil, its expression suddenly became serious, and it followed by pointing at Mei, "Chidori~ Chidori!"

"What?"

Mei raised her hands in surrender, thinking she had offended the other party somewhere.

The Poryphone explained, "It wants you to take off Cyndaquil's clothes; it's very ugly."

"Is it very ugly?"

Mei lowered her head to look at Cyndaquil, who looked like a little princess in her eyes, and said disappointedly, "It should be okay, right?"

Hearing this, Mawile looked at her as if looking at an idiot.

"Chidori~ Chidori! Chidori!"

"External decoration of Pokémon pays attention to stopping when it's enough; redundant combinations not only fail to play the role of the finishing touch but appear to be painting a snake and adding feet."

Porygon2 explained, "Your decoration makes Cyndaquil unable to show its own nature; it's not a good decoration."

Nature?

Mei was dazed, then realized it was talking about Cyndaquil not being able to spray fire casually.

She immediately realized her mistake, hurriedly took off the small skirt on Cyndaquil, and after thinking carefully, even took off the head flower.

In an instant, Cyndaquil twisted its butt comfortably, and scorching flames surged from its back.

Mei apologized, "I'm sorry Cyndaquil..."

Unexpectedly, compared to Cyndaquil, the one who comforted her first was Mawile; it had an expression of 'beginners are like this' and waved its hand casually.

"Chidori!"

"The core point of a Coordinator Trainer! A Pokémon's own image is more important than external decoration!"

Porygon2 said, "Start by making Pokéblocks that help with a Pokémon's external image! I have a few secret recipes here you can try."

Mei agreed busily, but then started to struggle, "This seems to need a special mach—"

Before she finished speaking, Porygon2 had already turned into the appearance of a Pokéblock making machine.

Mei was dumbfounded.

"Don't just stand there, find a way to get berries. There should be quite a few near you."

According to All Baimu's instructions, many, many berries were planted in the school.

If Hisuian Zorua could have escaped some time ago, it might not have been starved; unfortunately, this guy was too unpromising itself.

Mei busily walked to another part of the garden, and Mawile followed behind, occasionally helping out.

During the collection of berries, the girl couldn't help but ask her Poryphone, "This Mawile is so professional, where did you call it from?"

The Poryphone looked at her in shock, "You watched its performance yesterday, and you forgot it today?"

"Yesterday? Ah!"

Mei let out an exclamation and said in disbelief, "P-principal's Mawile!?"

Although All Baimu hadn't participated in Pokémon Contests for two years, his legends still existed in the world, and the videos about his Pokémon Contests were also enduring.

It's not that Mei didn't know, it's that she never thought the one coming would be All Baimu's Mawile.

Just like if she decided to study medicine and her family suddenly invited Sun Simiao, the god of medicine, it was too exaggerated.

"Doesn't it wear a red ribbon!" The Poryphone couldn't help but bump into Mei's head.

Mei covered her head and giggled awkwardly.

Isn't this subconsciously treating Mawile's decoration as an imitation?

Because All Baimu's Mawile loves to wear a red ribbon, many Mawile have started to have the intention of wearing a red ribbon.

After Porygon2 learned the content of their conversation, it smiled, "You are a genius of the sect; is it strange for a sect ancestor who hasn't gone into seclusion to come over to guide you and teach you some heaven-level secret skills?"

"......"

Mei didn't understand a word.

In short, with the professional guidance of Mawile, Mei began to understand Pokémon Contests deeply, and then made up her mind to become a Coordinator Trainer, not letting Mawile's efforts be in vain.

And Porygon2 also persuaded her to get in touch with battling slightly.

"Although the current Pokémon Contests don't have a battle round, it is still very necessary to improve your own strength. Only when you become strong will you not panic! Girl!"

Mei thought for a whole night and felt it made some sense.

Although she doesn't like battling, it's not necessarily true that she is very repulsive; if she really hated it, she wouldn't think about watching All Baimu's teaching.

Just like N is not interested in Pokémon competitive battles, but is not bad himself.

Mei felt that perhaps only by becoming strong could she protect the people she wanted to protect.

Thus.

A battle round was newly added to her curriculum.

Another week passed like this.

Good news came from Oshawott next door, successfully evolving into Dewott and receiving heaven-level secret methods.

After learning this, Mei didn't have time to be anxious before she was comforted by Mawile.

"Chidori~"

"I know evolution is not an indicator to measure strength, but..." Mei didn't want to disappoint All Baimu and Alder who entrusted her.

Clearly she had experience in cultivating Pokémon, but the progress was the slowest.

Mawile shook its head, "Chidori!"

Being fast in the early stage is useless; it may not meet the final requirements, and there are too many uncertainties in the experiment.

Steady progress and accumulation is the royal way!

It patted Mei's shoulder earnestly, encouraging her and Cyndaquil to take it slow.

For starter Pokémon, they can evolve quickly when they want to, but they may not evolve in a season when they don't want to.

Especially the starter Pokémon of the protagonist group, which are the disaster areas of the baby stage.

Mei silently accepted Mawile's comfort and refocused her attention on the Coordinator Trainer.

At present, she has started practicing gorgeous moves; although it is not as intuitive and fast as the level growth of battling, the practice has also made Foongus and Cyndaquil much stronger.

And before two days passed, Orre Academy ushered in new changes.

Teenagers from Orre itself moved into Orre Academy in large numbers, scattered.

There were not many Orre people in the academy before, mostly faculty and staff; now, as the school opening period approached, teenagers in Orre began to move into this brand-new campus under the urging of their families.

For the second-generation New Team Plasma members who had lived here for many days, the move-in of Orre teenagers made them feel unaccustomed.

But they had to accept it in the end.

To avoid attracting attention, Mei basically behaved very low-key.

But friction is inevitable among young people, especially when school hasn't officially started and everyone is idle all day.

The Trainers of Dewott and Dartrix got into a conflict with several local Orre teenagers.

As students who obtained starter Pokémon from All Baimu, they were very proud, thinking they were half-disciples of the champion; but this made the local Orre teenagers very disdainful, thinking they were gilding themselves.

Both sides went back and forth, turning from arguing into Pokémon battles.

Originally, they were going to fight physically, but I don't know who stopped it, so it turned into a Pokémon battle.

Orre can also be considered to be officially moving toward civilized regions.

The first reaction to conflict is not fighting but battling; doesn't this count as a kind of ideological progress?