X had appeared again!
On the newly emerging global Pokémon Trainer mutual aid forum, Steven was far from the only one following the ID “X.” In fact…
Ever since Steven posted the bounty thread, and some busybodies confirmed through IP verification and various inquiries that the poster “Steven” was actually the young master of the Devon Corporation in Hoenn, and that he truly had a rare Shinny Beldum, the “X” who had once pointed out the problem so incisively also received a great deal of attention.
The crowd on the forum split into two factions.
Some, like Steven, revered X as a hidden professional, waiting every day for X to speak again.
But a small group of people sourly remarked that X might have just been a blind cat running into a dead mouse, just saying whatever.
Otherwise, why had X vanished into thin air and not appeared despite Steven’s subsequent sincere inquiries?
However…
At this moment, the logged-in X posted a new reply, instantly bumping the thread to the very top of the section.
“So that’s how it is…!” As Teacher X’s number one loyal fan, the moment Steven saw the long explanation, he felt an instant sense of enlightenment.
The mist that had been lingering in his heart instantly vanished.
“Not only did it solve the current eating problem, but even the future move planning…” Steven stared at the words on the screen, his breathing rapid.
In this world, there was actually a teacher so proficient in raising Beldum!
The Zen Headbutt and Iron Head mentioned by X were both very profound move applications.
One must know.
In this era, there wasn’t a comprehensive list of Pokémon moves available for reference like in later generations.
Many powerful moves were even listed as secret techniques by various dojos or ancient families.
Even Superior Trainers who had raised a Metagross before often regarded their breeding insights as core secrets, never revealing a single word to the outside world.
But Teacher X had casually made this priceless knowledge public in the post, as if talking about today’s weather.
“Compared to myself…
no, perhaps compared to those so-called Steel-type masters in the Hoenn region, Teacher X knows so much more!” The admiration in Steven’s eyes almost overflowed from the screen.
This was actually Steven overestimating Kaname.
Far away in Kanto, Kaname was actually just following the pokédex system in her mind, searching for information and summarizing the reply.
If she were truly compared to a Trainer with actual combat and breeding experience, the latter would certainly far surpass her in details.
But because of this…
Kaname didn’t realize what her casually mentioned words represented to others.
When X posted this incredible content in the thread, there was a brief gap in the reply section of the entire post.
Everyone realized that this person seemed to be truly and seriously teaching someone how to raise a Pokémon.
…What kind of person was X, exactly?
For a moment, those viewing the post found it increasingly difficult to fathom.
There was only one point on which a consensus was reached.
To not care at all about this kind of secret knowledge that could be used as a family inheritance and give it away so casually.
This post might have truly attracted an extraordinary hidden master.
…
After simply replying to “Steven’s” question, Kaname ignored the replies below asking for her advice and didn’t bother with the messages exploding in her private inbox.
She closed the forum page directly.
Kaname didn’t feel she had done anything remarkable, nor did she think there would be any earth-shattering development if Steven really followed her advice to raise his Beldum.
Kaname, who hadn’t realized the other’s identity yet, just thought the other party was some rich young master, right?
Kaname was also just trying to give suggestions based on the analysis of the pokédex system.
It just so happened that Kaname didn’t have a clear idea of how useful the pokédex system actually was.
With a ready-made guinea pig at hand, if she could verify the system’s accuracy based on Steven’s feedback, it would save her the trouble of doing experiments herself.
This was just a small interlude.
After handling the forum business, Kaname found the public external email address of the Oaks Research Lab on their official website.
Compared to pointing out the way on the forum just now, writing this email was actually more of a chore.
Kaname racked her brains, her fingers hovering over the keyboard for a long time.
She needed to imitate a child’s tone, so she couldn’t seem too mature, but at the same time, she had to describe Eevee’s characteristics clearly to pique the other party’s interest.
She also had to leave a contact clue for Dr.
Oak…
After all, she didn’t have a cell phone or a fixed contact method right now.
“I can’t leave my name directly, otherwise it won’t be easy to explain to the Daycare Center.” Kaname thought for a moment and decided to leave Erika’s home phone number as the contact address.
But before that, she had to coordinate her story with Erika beside her, lest Dr.
Oak actually call and the suddenness startle the Madam.
Click-clack.
Kaname finished writing the email and checked it twice, deliberately leaving a few traces of spelling errors.
Then, she pressed the enter key firmly.
[Email Sent.] Looking at the “sent successfully” notification on the screen, Kaname leaned back against the chair and let out a long sigh.
—Now, all that’s left is to wait for a reply.
…
“Is the computer fun?” In the living room, the Madam had already sent the Daycare worker away.
Sitting on the sofa and drinking tea, she saw Kaname and Erika walking out of the study hand-in-hand.
She put down her teacup and asked with a smile.
Regarding the expensive machine that had served as a mere decoration ever since her husband bought it, the Madam had actually been quite curious.
“This machine…
what exactly can it do?” “It can chat with people from the Hoenn region!” Before Kaname could answer, Erika spoke up first, raising her other hand that wasn’t being held high.
The little girl puffed out her chest with a smug look, appearing even prouder than Kaname herself, as if she were the one who had just accomplished some great feat.
“Just now, Kaname sat in the room, tapped the keyboard a few times, and could communicate with people from other regions!
I saw it all; the screen was full of words, and so many people were talking!” “…Is that so?” Hearing this, a look of great surprise appeared on the Madam’s face.
This was the first time she learned that the greyish-white iron box could actually do such things.
Originally, she thought it was just a large toy her trend-following husband had bought blindly, useless except for wasting electricity and taking up space.
Now she knew it actually had a significant use.
But…
What concerned her more was not the computer’s functions.
The Madam’s gaze fell upon Kaname.
Kaname stood quietly beside Erika.
Faced with Erika’s exaggerations, she neither refuted nor took pride, only calmly blinking her red eyes.
Her composed and calm temperament, combined with the computer skills she had just displayed…
The Madam felt deeply once again that the little girl before her indeed possessed extraordinary talent.
It wasn’t just as simple as being smart and eager to learn.
She seemed to possess a maturity and ability far beyond her years, like an unpolished piece of jade that would radiate astonishing brilliance with just a little bit of resources.
If she could be properly nurtured…
By now, the thoughts that had originally been in the Madam’s heart could no longer be suppressed.
It might not seem tempting right now but who knows what the future holds?
“And If you’re enjoying it, drop a Power Stone for me!”