"Eevee…"
Before Fang Yuan could speak, Eevee had a bad feeling and glanced nervously at the two of them.
Could it be… that these days of lying on the sofa watching dramas were about to end before they even started?!
"Calm down."
Fang Yuan vigorously rubbed Eevee's head, telling it not to interrupt.
Children should just listen when adults are talking.
"Let me explain. The Star Glory Battle Club is a place for trainers to test the results of their training. It provides battle arenas, training equipment, battle partners, and private coaches. It's very comprehensive. All you need to do is complete the battle tasks the club gives you. As for the private coach's advice, you can choose whether or not to listen."
"Can a newbie trainer like me also be a battle partner?" Fang Yuan asked in surprise.
"Normally, of course not, but I know the owner there. It's no problem to arrange some simple work for you, like… battling customers who are also newbie trainers like you."
"During this time, your salary will be settled on a daily basis. You only need to go at a fixed time, which won't take up much of your time."
"Also, I can tell you that the fees there are not cheap. The people who go there are all rich. Even simple work will earn you a good salary. In this process, actual combat experience is secondary. With the identity of a Star Glory Battle Club employee, you can also enjoy more discounts at the Pokémon Center. I remember their club has fully reached a cooperative relationship with the Pokémon Center," Yang Han said.
Fang Yuan was already tempted.
The Star Glory Battle Club was already a fairly high-end place for him. If he could have come to this kind of place earlier, Fang Yuan wouldn't have had to explore so painfully on his own.
He had killed a bunch of brain cells to give Eevee special training, which was even more tiring than studying. If this went on for too long, his hair might all fall out.
"Then I won't be pretentious. Thanks, Brother Yang." Fang Yuan grinned. He would feel uncomfortable being polite for even one more word about such a good thing.
"Great, but I have to remind you that the private coach I mentioned has limited ways to help you. How much you can improve depends on your and Eevee's own efforts."
"Of course, I understand that."
"Very good. Tomorrow, just go to the address and contact information on the card. I wish you good results in that Little Phoenix King Cup in advance."
Yang Han came and went in a hurry, leaving Fang Yuan with only a card.
After Fang Yuan and Eevee looked at each other for a while, Eevee helplessly rolled around on the sofa.
"I said, Eevee, such a good opportunity can't be missed. Accepting guidance from a professional coach is better than the two of us burying our heads in hard training. I'm worried about how to teach you the Dark-type move, Bite," Fang Yuan said.
"Eevee." Eevee stuck out its tongue and continued watching its TV.
Seizing the little bit of good time left was the important thing.
…
Although Eevee seemed unwilling on the surface, it got up even more enthusiastically than Fang Yuan the next day.
"Ugh…"
Pulling the Silk Scarf off his face, Fang Yuan looked at Eevee resentfully.
He almost suffocated.
Were you trying to murder your trainer!
"Eevee!" Eevee shook its head, signaling Fang Yuan to get up quickly. It didn't want to experience the Secret Realm again. Becoming stronger than that Pidgeot was another goal Eevee had set for itself.
As for the first goal... it was what Fang Yuan had said a few days ago, to win the Little Phoenix King Cup. That way, Eevee could have its own phone.
Even for that, it couldn't give up halfway. Thinking of the phone, Eevee's eyes immediately sparkled.
"Okay, let's get some breakfast first, then head out."
Fang Yuan scratched his messy hair.
The Star Glory Battle Club is very famous, with its headquarters in Kyoto, and is deeply loved by the upper class.
After breakfast, Fang Yuan and Eevee arrived at the Peaceful City branch according to the address on the card given by Yang Han.
It was quite a distance from home, but fortunately, transportation was well-developed.
"Star Glory Battle Club..."
After spending some time, Fang Yuan finally arrived at this place.
After reading the seven large characters on the building, he walked directly into the lobby. The Star Glory Battle Club was very large, and even one of its branches looked very impressive. The lobby was very bright, with several large pillars standing tall. Fang Yuan took a closer look and saw that each pillar was engraved with star patterns, giving the whole layout a very unique feel.
Looking around, he could see many Trainers with their Pokémon, talking to each other. Fang Yuan looked around and walked to the front desk, finding a very pretty receptionist and asking:
"Excuse me, where is Mr. Shan Mi..."
"Oh right, we made an appointment before coming, my surname is Fang."
"Hello."
The receptionist smiled slightly and said, "Please wait a moment, I'll contact him for you."
...
At the same time.
The Star Glory Battle Club's reception room.
The person in charge of this branch, Mr. Shan Mi, was receiving two rather obese guests.
Mr. Shan Mi was about forty years old, dressed neatly, looking like a successful person. Opposite him, a middle-aged man of similar age took a big gulp of his drink and laughed loudly, "Old friend, you don't have to praise him, I know what my child is like."
After saying that, the obese middle-aged man glanced at the sleepy little fatty sitting next to him and slapped him hard on the head.
This little fatty was fifteen or sixteen years old, with a ruddy complexion. In his face full of bulging fat, there was a pair of small eyes, and after being woken up, his eyeballs immediately darted around.
"Just like you were when you were young." Mr. Shan Mi shook his head with a smile.
"If he was half as ambitious as I was back then, that would be great."
The obese middle-aged man's tone was helpless. His only son was sixteen years old this year and a new Trainer, but he didn't care about Pokémon at all. Although they had no worries about food and drink now, the obese middle-aged man still hoped that his child could become a professional Trainer. Now, having a professional Trainer's license in hand makes everything easier, just like a diploma, it's equivalent to a stepping stone.
"Ah!" Hearing this, the little fatty didn't like it and shouted, "Nineteen battles, nineteen wins."
"Shut up, the purpose of bringing you here this time is to let you see what a real Trainer is like."
The obese middle-aged man slapped him again, pressing the little fatty down hard until the sofa caved in before letting go.
"Interesting, if you had come a little earlier, there might not have been a suitable sparring partner in the club, but now, there really is a suitable candidate."
Mr. Shan Mi said with a smile, "One of my partners asked me to find a battle sparring job for another junior Trainer. I heard from that partner that this new Trainer is also quite outstanding. I thought it might be worth trying to have the two new Trainers battle each other to see if the result would be more convincing."
"Not bad, not bad." The plump middle-aged man's eyes also narrowed as he smiled, thinking this was the best possible outcome.
As the two were talking, there was a sudden knock on the door, and Shan Mi's secretary relayed what was happening at the front desk.
After the secretary left, Mr. Shan Mi's smile deepened as he said, "What a coincidence, the person I mentioned has also arrived. Are you available now?"
"Let's do it now." The plump middle-aged man stood up and said.
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