Chapter 47 Multiple Doubts (rewrite)
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Saffron City
Trainer's Guild.
Lance walked out with Natsu with a satisfied look on his face.
Sure enough, with the power station event credits and "his face", Natsu manages to become an Alliance registered Trainer, and earns the registered Trainer Badge and certificate.
Natsu lowered his head and played with the Badge in his hand, wondering what he was thinking.
"This badge represents the identity of the Main Ranking Trainer. In the future, if you participate in some official leagues or contribute to the Alliance, you can mention them further, and the treatment will be different." Seeing him like this, Lance couldn't help explaining.
After the registration was introduced by the staff, Natsu already knows the Alliance level system for registered Trainers, starting from the first unregistered Trainer, namely:
Unregistered Trainer, Main Rank Trainer, Ordinary Trainer, New Trainer, Senior Trainer, Trainer (elite)
And now Natsu has become a "respected" Main Rank Trainer.
These titles do not fully represent strength, but they can also reflect strength to some extent.
Of course, the biggest difference is the maintenance.
To give a very simple example, Main Rank Trainers only have the right to use the free trial portion of the Pokémon center, whereas senior Trainers or (elite) Trainers can rank Alliance Trainers in the city to some extent. Do something the Alliance allows.
The most intuitive thing is the base salary that Alliance distributes to various Trainer levels.
Main Rank Trainer, without base salary.
Somewhat similar to the Primary Rank sparring and mid-rank sparring titles in the Silver Pokémon Battle Club.
Seeing Natsu who was still in a daze, Lance patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "It's okay, I think with your ability and strength, you will soon become a 'new' Trainer like me."
Natsu: "."
This is Versailles, right?
Glancing at him angrily, after thinking about it, he suddenly said, "With this, the Pokémon Center will provide free maintenance and free accommodation, right?"
"Uh"
Lance was dumbfounded, didn't expect Natsu to care about this, but still replied: "That's right."
"Hmm" Natsu let out a nasal sound from his nose, if Responding faintly, and continued to lower his head and play with the Badge in his hand.
"What are you thinking about?"
Natsu pursed his lips, raised his head and said slowly, "It's nothing."
Hearing this, Lance frowned.
He knew that Natsu must have thought of something, but since Natsu didn't tell him, it meant that it was probably just a guess.
"I'll be back first."
Putting away the Badge and picking up Weedle, Natsu walked out the door.
Seeing him leave, Lance also thought.
Sitting in the taxi, Natsu looked at Saffron City, which was gradually returning to order and splendor. He had a lot of thoughts on his mind, and he focused on a few key things.
First, Drowzee in the slum must be the result of Team Rocket's experiments. It reminded itself in the end that it didn't know what to look out for at the time, but now it seemed to understand a little what the hypnotized tapir was saying. The "Zizi" in "Beware of Zizi" must refer to a specific Electric-Type Pokémon or group.
Second, the Electric-Type Pokémon of all power station and the circumstances in which staff are killed without fighting back are very consistent with the abilities displayed by Drowzee. But only Drowzee can't do this, and the timing doesn't seem right, but there's definitely something to do with it.
Third, the most important conversion device of the power station is taken. Natsu isn't clear what the other party's goals are, but it can roughly be locked in Team Rocket, which is consistent with the information Sanfu provided. One of them, "There are many strangely dressed people in the east" is more appropriate.
Fourth, the number of Pokemon Electric Types on the black market indicates that Pokemon Electric Types around Saffron City are increasing. Is this related to the accident at the power station?
The fifth, and most unlikely, Reserve Elite Four that Lance said had defected from the Alliance didn't seem to have anything to do with the entire incident, both in theory and practice, but this message lingered in his mind.
Natsu felt as if there was a thick layer of fog covering his eyes at this moment, as if he saw something, and didn't seem to see anything.
Think about it.
The final conclusion is
"I'm just an ordinary low-level Trainer, what do I care about? There are people high up in the sky when the sky falls. Just be yourself." Smiling self-deprecatingly.
Indeed, he was still struggling to survive, and training Weedle was the only thing he could do at the moment.
Quick.
The car stopped in front of the club door.
"Natsu, you're back." Anna at the front desk saw him with a big smile, and glanced at Weedle on his shoulder.
Weedle changed again.
"Well Anna, all the sparring missions for the past two days can be dismissed for me." Natsu nodded in greeting.
"Stop?" Anna was a little surprised.
"I'm going to give Weedle a training camp, so it's not suitable for sparring for now." After pondering a bit, he added: "If it's Kenji, let him come."
After all, Kenji is here. It wouldn't affect his training, and he could make more money, so why not do it.
"Okay I understand." Anna replied while looking at Natsu who was gradually disappearing in the hallway, her smiling eyes slowly returned to normal, and the corners of her mouth also recovered unconsciously.
Natsu brought Weedle to the training room.
The previous training was only to test Weedle's toxicity. He went to the Pokémon Center because he was worried whether Weedle would leave any sequelae. As a result, he was dragged into a power plant and solved several problems.
This is not a waste of time, at least a few battles, let him see the power of Weedle's poison after increasing, and through the battle, better understand the changes brought by the poison.
"Weedle, you've learned all the moves you can learn at this stage, but that doesn't mean the space for your improvement ends here."
Natsu invited Weedle to sit down first.
Before training, explain the main tasks and objectives of this training, explain some of its understanding, so that Weedle can practice better and get more satisfying results.
"Woo~~" Weedle nodded obediently, taking the bottle of milk from Natsu's hand skillfully.
The needle in the tail lightly swiped at the mouth of the feeding bottle, and the bottle cap was instantly split into two.
"Woooo" Weedle called out again after doing this.
Seeing his impatient expression, Natsu smiled helplessly, took out a straw from his pocket, and put it in the bottle.
In this way, Weedle took a sip from the straw with satisfaction, narrowed his eyes and drank it "ton, ton, ton".
"Okay, listen to me while drinking."
Natsu took out another notebook from his training schedule for Weedle.
"After the poison increases, your Poison Sting mastery must go further, and this will be your trump card."
Weedle has very few moves, and none of them are very strong, and can only be taller than the short ones. Fortunately, the poison is already very strong among Pokémon of the same level.
"Then, your String Shot moves, I'll develop them further and teach you new ways to use them."
He said then put the notebook directly on the ground, Start making simple doodles and paintings.
Weedle's little eyes were doubly shocked when he saw what Natsu was describing through his drawing.
Look at the messy lines on the paper
"Wow?"
'Are you kidding?'
Natsu's face reddened.
Drawing is not his forte. Who was a serious person in a previous life who still used a pen to draw?
Doesn't everyone use computers?
But he felt that Weedle should be able to understand it vaguely.
In short, it was Ash and Pikachu's tactic in the anime he watched in his previous life
Counter Shield!
It's just that the lightning released has become a silk thread, but the effect should be similar.
This was what Natsu could think of at the moment. With rare Pokemon like Weedle, this was the only thing he could learn more about.
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(end of this chapter)