"Three straight wins. Why have I only run into Elite Four? This is boring."
"Can't the members of the other Pokémon Leagues on the organizing committee put in some effort and let me face a Champion or something?"
Su Hao's curse-like complaints echoed in Shen Yun's ears as she worked remotely late into the night.
On the several screens split across her laptop, the assistants of the other contestants were struggling to hold back their laughter. Even the contestants watching from the sidelines occasionally let out muffled chuckles.
Completely fed up with Su Hao, Shen Yun helplessly turned to him and said, "Is it possible—just possible—that this is the result those people got after trying their absolute hardest to persuade everyone?"
"Huh?"
Su Hao shot upright, his face full of surprise.
"Huh my ass."
The resentment of an overworked employee finally erupted, if only slightly.
What sin had she committed to sacrifice her sleep, find a meeting time acceptable to everyone scattered across the globe, and still have to listen to this night owl nag?
"They simply didn't want contestants from their own Pokémon Leagues who had a chance at good results to run headfirst into someone whose strength they couldn't gauge. That's why they pushed three unlucky souls out as your opponents for the first three rounds."
By now, Shen Yun, who had originally wanted to keep Su Hao from getting too full of himself, simply spilled the whole truth.
After hearing her explanation, Su Hao's mouth twitched. For a moment, he didn't know how to respond.
What was this supposed to be?
Because I'm too strong, even Elite Four are being used as cannon fodder to test me?
It felt great, but it was also kind of weird.
Seeing that Su Hao had finally fallen silent, Shen Yun