A Passing Trainer

The next morning, at dawn.

After washing up, Jing He saw Gengar fiddling with the Dynamax Band they had obtained yesterday.

"Genga?"

Gengar tried bringing the Dynamax Band to its mouth, carefully poking it with its sharp teeth.

Jing He: "..."

He took back the Dynamax Band.

"Don't break it. It's made from a Wishing Star and can absorb dispersed Galar Particles, which is why it allows Pokémon to Gigantamax." Jing He gave a simple explanation.

"Genga?" Gengar scratched its head.

Absorb dispersed Galar Particles to Gigantamax? Could this old one Gigantamax too?

The more it asked, the more excited it became.

"Maybe someday, maybe someday." Jing He vaguely brushed off the subject and changed the topic. "Where's Hammer Girl? Still forging?"

"Genga~"

Yup~

When they arrived in the yard, Tinkaton was indeed hammering away with all its might. Sparks flew everywhere. The little one was drenched in sweat, yet showed no sign of fatigue.

Meltan beside it was still serving as the "cheerleader."

"The little one really is hardworking."

Up early in the morning to forge.

For Tinkaton, there was nothing more important than repairing its hammer and making it even more perfect. It was its greatest masterpiece!

"We need to work hard too."

Jing He sighed and brought Ice Ninetales and Gengar back to continue "counseling" the Pokémon at Professor Magnolia's research institute—Pokémon that had suffered varying degrees of psychological trauma from Gigantamaxing for no apparent reason.

Galar Region, Motostoke, Underground Energy Plant.

Wearing a gray suit, Rose—the chairman of the Galar League and president of Macro Cosmos Group—walked across a catwalk in the Energy Plant's core area with his hands in his pockets. His expression was composed, carrying a faintly gentle smile.

Behind him followed his secretary, Oleana, dressed in a white coat and black stockings, her