Chapter 54: Someone Outside

The breeding class is considered to be the most unique class in the Crown Academy, as many of the concepts and information that these aspiring breeders need to learn must be memorized and retained on their own. As a result, for most students, it feels like a sort of "independent learning" experience.

Only during practical courses and complex theoretical analysis discussions, the teacher will call everyone together for unified explanations.

More often, the students arrange their own time, and if they have questions, they can also consult the teacher individually.

Darren desires a relaxed schedule and a comfortable setting that enables him and his Pokémon to completely immerse themselves.

"Are you interested in being a breeder?"

"If you want to pass the Junior Breeder's exam, you must have strong self-discipline. Only through continuous accumulation can you become an outstanding breeder. It's not something you can learn casually," Mr. Aisa sighed. "It's a pity that you have talent in battles. How could someone who can beat Candice like you be interested in breeding?"

Darren rolled his eyes. Don't worry, he's already an excellent breeder.

Finding his dormitory, as well as the teacher and class, is Darren's own business. Mr. Aisa didn't need to take care of everything for him.

After Darren left, the chubby uncle and Mr. Aisa looked at each other.

Mr. Aisa had not forgotten the low-spirited students he encountered just now. It's not a small matter to make such excellent trainers so low-spirited.

"Did you bring that little guy here?" After Darren left, the chubby uncle transformed from a kind appearance to a serious one. "The principal seems to put a lot value in him. Is there anything special about him?"

"Oh? Is there information that the famous Goto doesn't know?" Mr. Aisa adjusted his glasses and smiled at the chubby uncle named Goto.

If Darren were here, he would be very surprised because he has yet to see a smile on the face of this bespectacled uncle since he met Mr. Aisa.

"I don't know. I didn't expect this transfer student thing," Goto yawned. "Old classmate, I don't think you can persuade your daughter to come here this time."

"What's going on? What happened at the academy?" Mr. Aisa's expression also turned serious as he looked at Goto. If someone like Goto, who knows everything pertaining to the academy, is saying this, it suggested that something significant has occurred at the academy.

...

"Ahahah~ What is this--"

Darren gazed at his "dormitory" in astonishment and felt a surge of gratitude towards the academy.

The accommodations were incredibly luxurious.

Of particular interest was the laptop resting on the table, which had a fatal attraction to Darren.

"Is this what Master Shozo called the 'heritage of the academy'?"

Due to its age, the ancient academy has undoubtedly accumulated a vast number of resources. In the orphanage, even a TV is seen as a precious commodity by the children. As for items such as computers, they don't even dare to dream about having access to them.

Darren falt a tinge of emotion when he considered that each student will have access to a similar setup. He realized that having a laptop will greatly facilitate his future calculations of formulas and data.

"And it's a single room, just what I like." Although the room is not large, it is enough for one person to move around. In this building, the residents are all students and teachers of the breeding class, as well as some researchers.

It can be said that the students living in this building are very lucky.

The teachers who have the ability to teach the breeding class are basically at the level of intermediate breeders, and even some older researchers have credentials as advanced breeders.

Living near these big shots, it will undoubtedly be very easy to ask questions and learn some knowledge firsthand. As the saying goes, "the closer to the water's edge, the clearer the fish."

"Just now, the chubby uncle said that today is a rare 'theory class' for the breeding class, so there are basically no people in the building. Should I visit the seniors living in the building first..."

"Or should I go to the breeding class to report in?"

After careful consideration, Darren felt that it was better to make some connections in the breeding class and at least "check-in" with his own class teacher.

...

The atmosphere is charged with seriousness not only in the breeding class but also in the battle and coordination classes, spanning across all levels from elementary to advanced and even graduating classes.

Looking from the outside, the one responsible for teaching the breeding class is a middle-aged man, probably around thirty years old, wearing plaid pants and a white shirt. His expression is very unnatural as he looks at the eight students below him, feeling very angry.

"Do you think this has nothing to do with our breeding class?"

"Just now, you seemed very indifferent to the analysis, thinking that this has nothing to do with breeders."

"But I can tell you for sure that the other party is also a breeder, and also an intermediate breeder, the same as my title."

"The occurrence of this kind of thing is not accidental, but inevitable. You have been too pampered, thinking that graduating at the age of fourteen and becoming a junior breeder is already remarkable. This is a manifestation of not thinking about progress!"

"If this continues, our academy will be on the verge of decline..."

"I passed the Junior Breeder exam at the age of sixteen, which is not worth boasting about, and may even be inferior to you, but the times are advancing. You have better conditions. If you want to leave the Crown Academy with this level, it's possible. But the future will definitely not belong to you, but to those who work harder."

With continuous lessons from their teacher, the eight students underneath, ranging from ages 10 to 14, remained silent and dared not make a sound.

Even one or two girls were afraid to lift their heads and meet the teacher's gaze.

Following that occurrence, the leadership and educators at the Crown Academy engaged in profound introspection and experienced a feeling of helplessness.

If things continued like this, the academy might truly become a thing of the past. The Crown Academy, one of the few remaining orthodox schools in the world, was not far from extinction.

Perhaps in five or six years, the academy would really be facing a slow decline and possibly disappear.

As the mechanisms of gyms and league conferences continued to spread and update, and more and more trainers traveled outside, even with varying levels of skill, the large base of trainers made it possible for the few talented trainers to stand out and grow quickly, accumulating various experiences during their travels.

In comparison, the academy's slow theoretical instruction had the feeling of being all talk and no action, but the academy was also making changes and introducing many measures that were beneficial to its students.

However, the level of trainers who had graduated from the academy in recent years had not been satisfactory. Even the elites among the graduates who had spent four or five years there were still only a small number. Their achievements in league conferences were only at the level of the top three, far from the expected perfect championship.

This kind of competition held to select talented individuals, the younger the winner, the better their results, and the more attractive it was to the Pokemon League.

Although the champions over the age of 15 were still impressive, in this kind of event held frequently with varying levels of skill, they didn't seem that special anymore.

The atmosphere in the breeding class was very quiet, but in the end, it was shattered by Darren who had been eavesdropping by the window.

With one student's words of "there's someone outside," everyone immediately noticed him.

Awkwardly clearing his throat, Darren opened the door and walked in, politely greeting everyone, "Hello, everyone.