The 746th day on the Orange Islands, overcast.
A week after Poliwrath completed its Bond Evolution, it had mostly recovered, and he was ready to set out as well.
He reminded A Long and Luo Yan once more that if anything arose they could not handle, they were to contact him immediately. As for forming the patrol team and vetting its members, both of them had to agree before any Pokémon would be returned to Magma Team.
They could not return all the Pokémon at once either. They had to return them one by one. Whenever a Pokémon was returned, those patrol members would also be assigned a new Pokémon to raise, selected from the Gym.
This was to foster a sense of belonging among the patrol members. While raising new Pokémon, they would constantly think of Fishing Island. They were now trainers of the Fishing Gym, officially registered trainers—trainers who had already come ashore.
They were no longer Magma Team members who had to hide everywhere. No longer fugitives wanted by the League. They had new lives, new beginnings. They could start over and do what they wanted.
What if someone only wanted to do evil? What if their head was full of bad thoughts?
Sorry, but those people had already been thrown into the volcano. There was probably not even bone dust left of them.
He was not worried about Fishing Island's safety. There were at least seven or eight Elite Four Trainers on the island, as well as the Elite-class Pokémon he had placed in the Gym's backyard.
Unless a quasi-Champion-level trainer came, no number of Elite Four Trainers would amount to anything. Besides, quasi-Champion-level trainers were all overlords in their own right. Who would come all the way to Fishing Island just to cause trouble?
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