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"Chen Yue... Team Rocket..." The young man repeated softly and said, "I understand. But I have a question, there are so many detective agencies in Slateport City, why did you choose me?"

Because you're poor.

Chen Yue smiled and said, "Because I think you're a capable person. As the saying goes, 'Heaven imposes heavy responsibilities on one with great compassion and great aspirations, and it must first be filled with hardships and hard work.'..."

In fact, he had just inspected many detective agencies before coming in, and this one had a slightly lower commission price.

The young man's eyes gradually lit up.

After graduating, he opened this detective agency with his Pokemon, full of enthusiasm, but he was ruthlessly suppressed by his peers and couldn't get a single commission for a month.

But even so, he didn't give up. He firmly believed that he would succeed, even if he couldn't afford rent or food.

Leaving aside the commission of fifty thousand, just these words that struck his soul had ignited the long-dormant fighting spirit in his heart.

"Great, Brother!" The young man patted Chen Yue's shoulder heavily. "This commission, I, Frankie, will take it!"

Chen Yue: ...Feels like this person's IQ isn't very high.

The young man who called himself Frankie didn't say much and quickly got up to pack his things.

Chen Yue felt that he needed to buy a phone, otherwise, he wouldn't be able to contact Frankie.

After obtaining Frankie's contact information, he left the detective agency and rode Dragonite back to the Pokemon School.

...

Early the next morning.

Chen Yue went to pick up Flower as usual to go to the cafeteria for breakfast.

On the way, Flower suddenly asked, "Onii-chan, have you ever met your dad and mom?"

Chen Yue looked at her and replied, "I don't have much memory of them. I was younger than you at that time."

Flower's little face looked somewhat disappointed.

Chen Yue probably knew the reason she asked this way.

In Flower's class, other kids were picked up by their parents after school every day. In such an environment, her mood was inevitably affected.

He sighed softly, crouched down to tie Flower's little braid, and asked, "Do you miss your dad and mom, Flower?"

Flower nodded with a touch of sadness.

Chen Yue asked, "Do you want to see them?"

"Yes," Flower replied.

Chen Yue comforted her, "I've heard that in the Johto region, there's a Pokemon called Celebi. It can take people through time and space, back to the past."

"If you want to see your dad and mom, you should study hard now and become an excellent Trainer when you grow up. Then you can go to the Johto region to find Celebi and ask it to take you back in time to see your dad and mom."

Flower hesitated for a moment, "Can I really see them?"

"Yes," Chen Yue said casually.

"Then, Brother, can you tell me what Celebi looks like?"

"Of course," Chen Yue recalled and described, "It's green, about the size of our palm, and has a pair of transparent little wings on its back, like a magical little Pokemon from a fairy tale."

Flower took these words seriously and stored them in her heart.

When the time comes, besides seeing her dad and mom, she also wants to see what her brother was like when he was younger.

For some reason, she couldn't remember what her brother was like in the very early days.

Children's emotions come and go quickly. Flower didn't dwell on it. She happily jumped to the classroom door and waved to Chen Yue, "Onii-chan, see you at noon!"

"See you at noon!" Chen Yue replied with a smile, then returned to his own classroom.

This class was a history lesson about the Fortree City. History lessons here were quite down-to-earth, focusing on the year and day when Groudon and Kyogre had a fight, which was then stopped by Rayquaza. After a few decades, they fought again, and once more, Rayquaza intervened.

The author of the textbooks seemed to be a Kyogre fan, as they subtly suggested that Groudon couldn't defeat Kyogre, even claiming it couldn't fly.

Chen Yue treated it like he was listening to a story.

As the class was about to end, the teacher for Pokeblock Manufacturing, Nadeshiko Okawa, burst into the room.

She didn't waste time and pulled Chen Yue into an office.

Gasping for breath, she said, "President, I've brought the person!"

Chen Yue looked up and saw a middle-aged man in a suit with gold-rimmed glasses sitting leisurely behind a desk, with a glass of red drink in front of him.

Mr. Stone, the President of Devon Corporation.

The father of Champion Steven.

Chen Yue had played the game before entering this world, and the middle-aged man in front of him looked exactly like the Stone from the game.

Mr. Stone had a kindly smile on his face. "You must be Chen Yue, right? I've heard of you. Thank you very much for rescuing one of our company's cruise ships earlier."

Chen Yue replied, "...You're welcome." Steven had already thanked him.

Mr. Stone smiled and continued, "The ideas you provided have been highly successful. We can now mass-produce Pokeblocks, which were previously impossible."

Chen Yue wasn't surprised; it was only a matter of time.

Mr. Stone went on, "Do you know what this means? It means there will be a significant upheaval in the Pokeblock market. When Pokeblocks are no longer rare, and production capacity multiplies, the prices will inevitably drop accordingly."

Chen Yue understood Mr. Stone's implication.

Currently, only Devon Corporation had control over this new Pokeblock manufacturing method, and they wanted to monopolize the entire Fortree City's Pokeblock manufacturing industry.

"So, will you cooperate with us?" Mr. Stone asked.

Nadeshiko Okawa took the contract from Mr. Stone and handed it to Chen Yue.

Chen Yue glanced at it and found that it only had a few lines of text, roughly stating:

He couldn't provide the new manufacturing method to other companies without Dewin's permission. As compensation, he could receive a 37% share of the money earned from selling Pokeblocks.

In other words, as long as Devon Corporation didn't go bankrupt, and no substitute for Pokeblocks appeared, Chen Yue could continue to profit from it.

Faced with this situation, only a fool would refuse.

Without hesitation, Chen Yue nodded and said, "I agree, but can the beneficiary be changed to my Little Sister's name?"

"Oh?" Mr. Stone was a bit puzzled.

Of course, Chen Yue wouldn't reveal the fact that he would leave this world in ten months. He made up a story, "You see, humans are so fragile; who knows, one day something unexpected might happen while we're walking down the street. Little Sister is my only family in this world..."

"Oh, I understand," Mr. Stone nodded. He empathized with this sentiment as he also worried about suddenly passing away. That's why he had already written his will, leaving everything to Steven. However, Steven was not making things easy for him, constantly avoiding his responsibilities as Champion to go off and dig for rocks. Lately, he had even expressed the idea of passing the Champion title to Wallace.

Thinking about this, Mr. Stone's head began to ache again.

After signing, Chen Yue left.

Mr. Stone picked up the phone and called Steven, scolding him angrily:

"You're a grown man, why aren't you thinking about getting married and having children? You're obsessed with a few pieces of rocks. Are you planning to spend your life with those rocks?!"

Steven was busy and couldn't hear what his father had said clearly. He sandwiched the phone between his shoulder and ear, staring intently at the freshly excavated fossil in front of him:

"Dad, what did you just say? I couldn't hear clearly... Well, I'll hang up for now. I'll call you back after I finish digging up this fossil!"