I became the strongest trainer in the Pokémon world

Got the first Pokémon, then failed miserably at the second gym.

From then on, his journey as a trainer was filled with thorns.

It sounds easy, but in fact, behind this are the sad stories of many ordinary family trainers.

"No, no, I'm just lucky, and I just love Pokémon."

Seeing the host handing him the microphone, what could Natsume say? He could only be humble.

However, what Xia Mu did not expect was that the host did not give up and continued: "Speaking of his love for Pokémon, I believe that everyone who knows Xia Mu knows that he really cares about his Pokémon."

"This was fully demonstrated in the Magic City preliminaries..."

The host talked a lot, then smiled at Natsume and asked, "Excuse me, Natsume, is this why you are so talented? Do you treat Pokémon as an indispensable family member?"

"That's right!"

Natsume nodded and answered without hesitation: "Pokémon are very simple and friendly creatures. They will never disappoint their trainers!"

He knew that this was the Alliance's strategy to uncover the secret of super evolution at no cost.

But Natsume still said it, because he hoped that Pokémon could have a better living environment in human society.

Such an existence should not bear too much malice from humans.

However, even though Natsume has given the answer, there are still many people who are dismissive.

They think it's just chicken soup for the soul.

There are people who love Pokémon, so why aren't they as talented as you?

It won't disappoint people. If that were the case, there would be talented trainers everywhere.

Natsume could do nothing about this. After the opening ceremony was over.

Natsume left there without hesitation.

He still needs to continue to prove himself and win more honors before he can move the mountain of prejudice in people's hearts!

"Idol, your performance just now was so cool! Zeraora and Vulcan Moth were also so handsome!"

"By the way, idol, your Vulcan Moth seems to be much bigger than before?"

Seeing the Ferrari, Xue Ting did not notice anything unusual about Natsume, but continued to talk excitedly.

Ling lay in Natsume's arms. After the excitement of the opening ceremony, a feeling of sleepiness came over her and she couldn't resist it.

The little girl was sleeping very soundly, but even so, she still rubbed her silver hair into Natsume's arms, as if she wanted to curl herself up into a little ball of fluff.

"Thank you for taking care of Ling today."

Natsume listened to Xue Ting's words quietly, then responded with a smile.

Although the girl is somewhat frivolous and naive, and sometimes careless, her love for her idol is extremely sincere.

"No, no, it's my honor to help my idol, not to mention I took some great photos today!"

Xue Ting pretended to be nonchalant, took out her camera, and smiled triumphantly. Her camera was not an ordinary high-end product, but a specially customized long-distance shooting camera.

At this time, the camera was already filled with high-definition photos of Natsume's performance at the Sky Breaking Conference. Xue Ting was able to stay calm, which was a sign of strong self-control. These photos were her magic weapon to show off in her circle of friends, attracting the envy and jealousy of countless girlfriends!

"........."

Looking at the camera in Xue Ting's hand, Natsume couldn't help but wonder if he was too approachable. Perhaps this was not a wise choice.

But Xue Ting obviously didn't think so.

After sending Natsume to the hotel entrance, Xue Ting went home with a crazy yet "ladylike" smile.

“Master… Onii-chan… hehe…”

Back at the hotel, Ling tossed and turned in Natsume's arms, even uttering a few words in Japanese. I don't know if it was influenced by Xue Ting, but her extremely cute smile now seemed a little infatuated to Natsume.

“Oh, it’s so hard for me!”

Xia Mu sent the little girl to the bathroom, and washed her face and feet while sighing. Except for Ye Ranran who was a little more normal, even his childhood sweetheart Xiao Chengzi cared about him like a mother.

"Budoo~"

The Vulcan Moth came out of the Poké Ball and kept comforting its owner. Its fiery white light fell around its wings, making the room temperature pleasant. Although it is pleasant to turn on the air conditioner in summer, it is not comfortable to stay in an air-conditioned room for a long time.

"Thank you, Vulcan Moth. I'll make you something delicious later."

Shaking off the foot washing water on his hands, Natsume immediately laughed. The real caring little angel is still Vulcan Moth. People's hearts are complicated. As a boy, he must learn to protect himself.

However, after hearing Natsume's voice, the other elves who had been quietly staying in the Poké Ball could no longer sit still - they also wanted to taste the freshly baked midnight snack!

Only in the early morning is it the most comfortable and cool. The hardworking people get up early, while the lazy people still stay in bed.

"Ling, get up, hurry up."

Natsume pinched the little girl's cheek and said helplessly. He had woken up the little girl an hour ago, but she lay back on the bed just after she changed her clothes.

“Master… Onii-chan, please let me sleep a little longer…”

Ling opened her eyes drowsily and spoke coquettishly.

If she were a lolita fan, her blood pressure would have soared instantly. But Natsume grabbed her neck expressionlessly and carried her into the bathroom. This was the beginning of a new day.

At ten o'clock in the morning, the sun had already risen completely. After Natsume handed Ling to Xue Ting, he came to the competition venue wearing yesterday's clothes. Due to the result of the draw, he would be the first to compete against the top eight of the Huaicheng Division.

Seeing that his opponent was a bald man with an ordinary appearance, Natsume immediately felt that this guy was a powerful character!

"Now that the contestants are ready, what wonderful performances will they have? Let us look forward to it together!"

As soon as the commentator finished speaking, the referee waved the flag.

"Fighting for you! Scyther!"

The bald master Zhang Chong threw the Poké Ball first and released his first Pokémon.

Since the national competition was a 6-on-6 match, he was very cautious.

A level 49 Scyther that is quite well trained.

"Ouch! Player Zhang Chong sent out his signature Scyther and used his ultimate in the first round!"

"So how will Natsume respond?"

"Zeraora! Here comes Natsume's signature Pokémon, Zeraora with the blue light!"

"Both sides showed their cards at the start. It was really tit-for-tat!"

In the commentary booth, the male and female commentators sang in unison, instantly igniting the atmosphere of the game.

At this time, the female commentator Mira suddenly asked the senior commentator next to her: "Senior, who do you think has a better chance of winning, Natsume or Zhang Chong?"

This is not Mira's random guess, but a tradition of the national competition.

After all, it’s a live broadcast, so how can we not have some eye-catching gossip?

This is not a carefully edited cartoon.

At critical moments, exciting background music can be added.

The old commentator understood Mira's look and immediately replied: "I think Zhang Chong might win!"

"Oh? Why do you say that? Whether it's popularity, battle record, or Pokémon's strength, it seems that Natsume is better at the moment, right?"