If this move were sold at the Pokémon Center, it would be worth at least 100 contribution points.
Once again, both large leather backpacks were packed to the brim.
Looking at the mountain of Two-Star ferocious beast materials inside them, Lucas couldn’t help but smile.
Every single one of these was money.
When he arrived at the Trading Center carrying the heavy bags, the receptionist behind the counter was dumbfounded.
If she remembered correctly…
She had just seen this kid yesterday.
Only one day had passed, and he was already back to exchange another batch of ferocious beast materials?
And…
These looked like materials from Two-Star ferocious beasts!
Could he be some rich young master?
But if he really were, why would he personally come to exchange ferocious beast materials every single day?
Despite her shock, she didn’t ask any questions and silently began calculating the value.
“One Jungle Raccoon pelt is worth 5,000.
Four Raccoon Claws at 1,500 each comes to 6,000.
Thirty pounds of Two-Star ferocious beast meat at 100 credits per pound totals 3,000.
That’s 14,000 altogether.
The Great Fangwolf materials are worth 13,500.
The Razorfang Porcupine materials are worth 13,350.
Your total is 40,850 credits.
In addition, you’ll receive 30 contribution points.” Lucas ‘s heart raced.
He’d struck it rich.
He had never imagined that just half a day’s hunting yesterday would earn nearly 40,000 credits.
For an average household, that was practically an entire year’s income.
He was already imagining taking his family and Pokémon out for a huge feast.
“Hm?” At that moment, another girl walked into the Pokémon Trading Center.
Her gaze casually swept toward the purchasing counter opposite her…
Her beautiful eyes suddenly narrowed.
“He’s exchanging materials again?” As she heard the receptionist announce the purchase amount—nearly forty thousand credits—Emily couldn’t help but be stunned.
Forty thousand credits wasn’t much to her.
But…
He had just exchanged materials yesterday.
More importantly, this amount clearly couldn’t have come from hunting a few One-Star ferocious beasts.
She distinctly heard the receptionist mention Two-Star ferocious beast meat.
Good heavens…
Had he actually killed Two-Star ferocious beasts?
How was that possible?
Michael felt like today was his lucky day.
He had unexpectedly run into Emily .
On the way to the Pokémon Center, he had kept trying to strike up conversations with her.
Although she showed little interest, he firmly believed that once he received the Pokémon his father had arranged for him, she would look at him differently.
But now…
He noticed Emily staring blankly ahead.
Curious, he asked, “Mengying, what are you looking at?” She ignored him completely.
So Michael followed her line of sight himself.
He immediately spotted Lucas .
However, he hadn’t witnessed Lucas exchanging the materials.
He simply assumed Emily ‘s attention was focused on Lucas himself.
His face darkened.
Walking over, he sneered, “Hey, kid over there.
You only received your Pokémon a couple of days ago, yet you’re already hanging around the Pokémon Center acting all high and mighty.
Do you really think you’re someone important?” “Let me tell you.
Commoners should know their place.
Just obediently—” Michael continued boasting arrogantly.
But Lucas acted as though he hadn’t heard a single word.
After collecting his payment, he simply turned around and walked straight past Michael.
The latter remained frozen where he stood.
He had only gotten halfway through his speech, one finger still pointing dramatically through the air.
The embarrassment couldn’t have been greater.
“Pfft…” Someone nearby couldn’t hold back their laughter.
To everyone else, Michael looked like nothing more than a clown making a fool of himself.
His face instantly flushed crimson with humiliation.
Turning around, he grabbed Lucas by the shoulder.
“You brat!
Are you pretending to be deaf?” Lucas glanced at the hand resting on his shoulder before slowly turning around.
His expression remained completely calm.
“Who are you?” “Don’t put your arm around me.” “We’re not that close.” With that, he casually shook his shoulder.
A sharp numbness shot through Michael’s palm and all the way up his arm.
Earlier, Lucas ‘s physique had increased by five points, raising it from 8 to 13.
Although he hadn’t consciously noticed the difference, his physical strength had already far surpassed that of an ordinary person.
Compared to Lucas , Michael—whose unhealthy physique barely rated a 7—was like a child standing before an adult.
A casual movement from Lucas was enough to leave Michael looking miserable.
Seeing Lucas about to leave again, Michael shouted through gritted teeth, “Kid!
I only have one question!” “Do you dare battle me in a Pokémon match?” Lucas stopped in his tracks.
“Michael, what are you trying to do?” Even Emily couldn’t stand watching anymore and frowned.
Only then did Lucas remember who this person was.
He was the wealthy second-generation heir who had failed to summon a Pokémon during the ceremony.
Because of the outrageous scene he had caused on the crystal platform that day, Lucas still remembered him.
“You don’t even have a Pokémon.
How are you supposed to battle him?” After hearing Emily ‘s question, Michael smiled smugly.
He walked over to the Pokémon Center’s reception desk and spoke quietly with the staff.
A moment later, a man dressed as a Pokémon Breeder walked out respectfully.
“Young Master Michael, your Pokémon has been prepared.
It’s right here.” As he spoke, the Breeder led out a gray, four-legged Pokémon whose entire body was covered in armor-like plates harder than steel.
A sharp horn protruded from its head, giving it the appearance of a rhinoceros.
“Roar!” It was a Rhyhorn.
Lucas gave it a casual glance.
Rhyhorn Level: 10 (1-Star Pokémon) Aptitude: Rare Types: Ground, Rock Ability: Rock Head Moves: Horn Attack, Tail Whip, Sand Attack Its Aptitude was surprisingly good.
Rare.
However, one look was enough to tell that it hadn’t been properly cared for.
Its eyes lacked spirit.
Its armored hide was rough and dull.
Despite already reaching Level 10, it hadn’t learned a single worthwhile move.
A great horse still required a great trainer.
Although this Rhyhorn possessed Rare Aptitude, it still only knew its three starting moves.
Clearly, the Breeder’s training methods had been completely inappropriate.
A Pokémon like this could have achieved much more if raised correctly.
Instead, it had been wasted.
The Breeder had most likely treated it the same as any ordinary Pokémon.
Pokémon with Rare Aptitude required significantly better food, training resources, and overall care than those with Ordinary Aptitude.
Without receiving the proper resources, they would never be able to display the strength they truly possessed.
As Lucas sighed inwardly, Michael’s attitude became even more arrogant after receiving his Pokémon.
“Now that you’ve seen my Rhyhorn, do you have anything to say?” He proudly lifted his chin so high that he practically looked down at Lucas through his nostrils.
“How childish.” Lucas remained indifferent and prepared to leave.
Michael’s eyebrows twitched furiously.
He sneered.
“I think you’re simply too scared to fight.” “Then again, that’s understandable.” “My Rhyhorn isn’t something an ordinary person could ever own.” He turned toward the Breeder.
“Please tell him exactly what level my Rhyhorn is.” The Breeder immediately bowed respectfully.
“Young Master Michael, your Rhyhorn is the finest work of our breeding facility.
It has already reached the peak of One-Star rank—Level 10.” “Did you hear that?” “Level 10!” “That’s not something your pathetic little Level 1 beginner Pokémon can possibly compare to!”