How did Altaria find this meteorite? Terrance didn’t obtain a definite answer.
These words left Terrance baffled, offering no valuable hint to perform in-depth investigation.
It’s not like Altaria is a dragon who naturally likes shiny objects!
Moreover, the meteorite didn’t even emit light at first.
But upon closer examination, Altaria did seem to be like a “dragon” in a sense.
Though this dragon has a significant amount of padding, it still didn’t change the fact that the meteorite didn’t emit light initially.
Terrance reached out to Steven, informing him of the meteorite’s origins. Steven, still on the road, became excited upon receiving the information about the meteorite.
Afterward, Steven told Terrance to keep the meteorite safe as he would investigate the truth about it as soon as possible.
Terrance shrugged. In truth, he didn’t care much about the meteorite’s origins. It was just a gift from Altaria; its value wasn’t that important.
However, Steven’s gradually growing enthusiasm was hard for Terrance to refuse.
Additionally, Terrance believed that through this matter, he could further strengthen his friendship with Steven. From Terrance’s perspective, Steven’s apparent love for stones… shouldn’t be fake. If it were an act, then Steven would truly be a master actor.
Interpersonal relationships are very important, no matter where you are. Previously, because he was just starting out, he was obsessed with training Pokémon and neglected many relationships.
But now, it’s time to pick it up.
Even though Terrance preferred solitude, these things couldn’t be overlooked.
Mt. Chimney, Terrance stayed here for some time, firstly to let both Altaria spend more time together, secondly because he had missed the Intermediate Breeder exam, and there was still some time left until the nearest Pokémon Contest.
Thirdly, it was due to the recent events, the commotion caused by Team Magma at Mt. Chimney.
Fortunately, during Terrance’s stay at Mt. Chimney, nothing unexpected happened. Otherwise, he wouldn’t feel comfortable leaving directly.
Team Magma was likely the villainous team of the Hoenn region. In Terrance’s mind, they held a similar position to Team Rocket.
But Terrance also understood that this wasn’t anime; large organizations that could still operate under the League’s watchful eyes must have their own management system and comprehensive teams.
This wasn’t something he could handle alone. Dealing with the frontline members of these organizations was the League’s responsibility.
With the recent events at Mt. Chimney, the League would surely reinforce security here to prevent them from returning. As long as the leader of Team Magma wasn’t a fool, they wouldn’t be unwise enough to come back here.
“The security forces in Fallarbor Town are too weak.”
Terrance shook his head.
The Rusturf Tunnel project propelled this already renowned town in Hoenn into rapid development once again.
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“Breloom—Mach Punch!”
With each command, the flying plates in the sky were instantly broken by various moves.
Not only were there flying plates, but also bubbles, balloons, ribbons, and various other items, occupying the entire sky.
This was the training ground outside the Pokémon Contest Hall in Verdanturf Town.
At present, Coordinators who were going to participate in the Pokémon Contest were undergoing competition training.
Many Coordinators arrived here a week or even half a month before the competition, honing their skills last time and intensifying their training to strive for a good performance.
“In a sense, challenging a Pokémon Contest isn’t necessarily easier than Gyms,” Terrance remarked as he observed the Coordinators undergoing last-minute special training.
Just a glance around revealed dozens of Coordinators on the training ground, a significant increase compared to the Pokémon Contest he had participated in Sinnoh.
“Choosing one Champion out of about a hundred participants, and that Champion needing the same four victories to qualify for the Grand Festival.”
“But to put it another way, winning a Champion title once isn’t difficult either. Pokémon Contests are held almost monthly.”
“And the average level of the participants…”
With just a casual glance, Terrance managed to gauge the strength of ninety percent of the contestants. If they couldn’t even train their Pokémon well, then coming to the Pokémon Contest was just a formality.
He suspected that a Trainer capable of collecting eight Badges and earning recognition from Gym Leaders would be stronger than most Coordinators.
“Truly skilled Coordinators are still too few compared to Trainers,” Terrance sighed inwardly.
In his childhood, being a Coordinator was almost a dream profession for him, both sacred and glamorous. The performance process was always thrilling and surprising.
However, upon entering the field himself, he realized it wasn’t as glamorous as it seemed. Coordinators were still too weak compared to Trainers.
What Terrance didn’t know was that over half of the Coordinators were individuals who, while on the traditional Trainer path challenging Gyms, became disheartened by setbacks and grew tired of battling, only to fortunately discover Pokémon Contests, thus transitioning to this career.
Though Pokémon Contests also involved battles, the primary focus was on the concept of “skill points.” Compared to traditional battles, this style of combat was slower-paced and more easily accepted.
Hence, the level of most Coordinators tended to lag behind that of Trainers by a considerable margin.
The number of individuals who truly loved and understood the Coordinator profession, who were committed to it and worked hard for it, was actually quite small.
“Beautifly, use Silver Wind!”
Terrance, who had just registered, was drawn by a voice.
It must be said that Terrance, registering on the last day, was quite a rare oddity.
But wasting half a month on special training in a place , Terrance didn’t think it was worth it.
Frisbee training, rock throwing training… who came up with these!
What attracted Terrance was the command directed to Beautifly. If it weren’t for Beautifly, he wouldn’t have been drawn over.
In this Verdanturf Town’s Pokémon Contest, Terrance’s Pokémon which will go on stage was still Beautifly.
So, he subconsciously paid attention to the contestant who also had a Beautifly.
“Hmm…” Terrance paused. It was a rookie.
She was a young girl with a sweet and cute appearance, with long straight cream-colored hair, wearing a white dress. Hanging from her waist was a black rabbit plushie as an accessory, and she also had two black bows tied on her head.
She was very young, and even if she wasn’t a rookie Trainer, judging by her demeanor, she probably hadn’t been traveling for more than a year; she seemed too delicate.
And this Beautifly… Terrance furrowed his brows.
Sure enough, with a cry of surprise, something unexpected occurred.
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