Pokémon: Thunder Shatters the Darkness

Yang Xiao had previously speculated that if the identity badge issued to an elite iron-level trainer was made of iron...

Could the bright silver and gold being distributed be real gold and silver?

now.

The answer is revealed.

"Three hundred grams of pure silver."

The man in front of him placed a shiny silver plate on the cloth on the table and gently pushed it to Yang Xiao:

"For your first promotion, the cost of materials will be borne by the Alliance. You don't need to spend a penny."

Yang Xiao picked up the silver medal and looked around.

In terms of structure, it is almost the same as the fine iron plate, but it is obviously brighter and closer to the visual effect of mercury.

"However, I need to remind you that if you accidentally lose it, then the second time and subsequent times you apply for a replacement, you will need to pay three times the fixed silver price of the alliance on that day to redeem it again."

"If you lose too many times, the alliance may hold you responsible."

"That's... okay."

Yang Xiao tilted his head slightly, quickly went over the price of silver in his mind, and had a rough idea in his mind.

In this world, the prices of silver and gold are much cheaper than in the previous life.

Perhaps it is because there are so many "new things" that these two can no longer be called hard currencies for transactions.

The average price per gram of bright silver is similar to that of silver in the previous life, and it is also a "specialty" here.

However, even so, the price of about 15 yuan per gram is affordable for most people even if it eventually triples, not to mention the officially signed professional trainers.

So, this is more of a reminder.

I remind you not to throw away the bright silver medal casually, even if the alliance agrees that you can take it out for emergency use at a critical moment.

Right here, he just registered his super powers.

It turns out that with the blessing of thousands of years of history, the league officials have professional identification capabilities for superpowers themselves.

The man simply turned on an instrument and looked at the index displayed on the screen, and he was sure that Yang Xiao did have super powers.

The follow-up was even simpler. Yang Xiao's description of his superpowers was exactly what he said the man should remember, without any thought of questioning or verifying it.

In response to Yang Xiao's question, the man answered:

"Aren't you afraid of committing crimes? I'm really not afraid. First, there aren't many people with super powers. Second, there are very few super powers that can cause direct damage."

"So, if a case involving a person with super powers occurs, professionals will come to sort it out..."

"No one should lie, because any superpowers that are not registered or that do not match the registered superpowers during the competition will be judged as losses."

"As for the trainer contract, it's here."

The printer in the corner stopped roaring, and the man took out a page filled with detailed information and placed it in front of Yang Xiao again:

"According to the contract standards, you will become an official contracted trainer of the Shenzhou Alliance, and you can enjoy a personal subsidy of 2,000 yuan per month from the alliance, as well as a series of medical, travel, and living benefits."

"When the alliance needs you for a mission, you are free to decide whether to execute it, except for forced transfer orders, of course."

Yang Xiao nodded slowly in response.

to be honest.

Two thousand dollars is a drop in the bucket for him, and even more so for other professional trainers.

But the reason why the alliance still provides it every month is that although the money is not much, it can at least ensure that you will not starve to death after you go bankrupt and become destitute.

Even if you have a house, you can still live a good life.

From this point of view, the League can be said to be very thoughtful. It simply provides support for trainers at the professional level and above.

Faced with the man's subsequent explanation, Yang Xiao sometimes expressed doubt, sometimes suddenly realized, and finally affirmed.

The emotional value given was very sufficient, which also encouraged the man to talk incessantly in front of Yang Xiao about everything he knew.

This earned me even more admiring looks and exclamations from the children.

“… That’s all, ahem.”

The words fell.

The man pinched his throat uncomfortably, and it felt a little dry.

Yang Xiao thanked him politely, placed the fine iron plate on the silk cloth, then picked up the bright silver plate and hung it around his waist, then shook it gently.

Not heavy, very light.

Perhaps this special metal has such characteristics, so it is designated as the trainer's identity card.

Otherwise, carrying a 300-gram silver medal around would be a bit of a rip-off.

Folding the contract in half and stuffing it into his arms, Yang Xiao politely said goodbye to the man and turned to walk outside.

From this moment on, he is a professional trainer.

As soon as I walked out of the room, the first thing I felt was the bustling noise downstairs. Standing on the railing and looking down, I happened to see a group photo being taken on the first floor.

If Yang Xiao was not mistaken, the person in the center was Su Wanyu, and on both sides were smiling athletes and college students with bruised faces but still trying hard to make a "V" sign.

His gaze lingered on them for a moment, and then Yang Xiao calmly shifted his gaze back, recalling the previous conversation in his mind.

Count your breaths.

He shook his head and walked towards the escalator.

Until his back slowly disappeared as the escalator moved downwards, a few seconds later, a figure walked out from the corner.

He walked straight to the escalator, as if he wanted to take a glimpse of Yang Xiao leaving from above, but as soon as he stood here, his pupils shrank slightly——

In his sight, Yang Xiao was leaning sideways, raising his eyelids slightly and glancing at him indifferently.

After a glance, the boy straightened up, put his hands in his pockets, took the initiative to go down to the second floor, and continued to move leisurely towards the next escalator.

The black shadow just looked at him silently.

for a long time.

The Bluetooth headset on his ear clicked and instantly turned from blue light to red light.

"Does he seem to accept... that family?"

"No, sir."

"Hmm...what did you say about the probability before?"

The shadow said bluntly: "Based on the character profile provided at the time, there is a 51.91% chance that he will refuse the Wen family's recruitment."

"Oh?"

The voice in the headphones has been distorted, and the emotions of the speaker cannot be heard: "That's not low, how did you get the evidence that you don't look like it?"

"That's right, sir."

The shadow continued expressionlessly:

"Character deductions are not completely accurate, because they can be faked... and after I personally met him, I am sure that my previous character deductions had certain errors."

"And this error is most likely caused by Yang Xiao's deliberate misleading."

"Ah."

There was no fluctuation in the headset: "Continue."

"Okay, sir. Although there was no dialogue, I heard his conversation with others and saw his series of reactions and micro-expression changes, so I chose to correct it..."

He paused and said, "At present, there is a 9% chance that he will refuse to join the Wen family."

"reason."

Hearing these two words, the man in the suit was silent for a moment, as if he was trying to choose his words.

Count your breaths.

"How can a man be depressed and inferior to others for long?"

Done.

There was no answer from the Bluetooth headset, but after a few seconds, the red light suddenly turned blue.

The man in the suit took off his headphones and put them in his pocket.

Then he watched Yang Xiao walk up the escalator to the second floor. After reaching the first floor, he didn't even look at the group of hundreds of people who were taking photos together. He walked straight to the door and pushed it open to leave.

Retracting his gaze, the man in the suit remained silent.

Count your breaths.

He turned around and headed towards the corner, but this figure seemed to have some unnecessary heroism, but it was fleeting.